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// Introduction 
// Story: Reflection 
// by Chlumpy 
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Reflection
Introduction

Two stallions walked through the dimly lit hallway. The police ponies acknowledged them with a respectful nod. They stopped behind a metal door, and a stallion pulled out a set of keys. He unlocked the door, and the duo stepped inside.

The room was lit even less than the hall. A single light bulb hung from the ceiling, illuminating the center of the room. A stallion sat hoof-cuffed in a chair, his head resting in his front hooves on the table. He looked up as the two stallions took a seat next to him.

He took in the newcomers features. The stallion on his right was an off white Pegasus, and his bright blue eyes seemed to smile. The other, was a purple Pegasus. His muzzle was set in a frown, and he looked at the hoof-cuffed pony in contempt.

"Who are you two?" The stallion asked. "Where's Twilight? Please tell me she's okay!"

"Miss Sparkle is fine," the left stallion replied. "This is my partner AR, and I'm Delta. We're freelance detectives, and we've been hired to get the truth out of you."

"I don't know what happened at the Gala that would get me arrested. I'm innocent!"

"I believe you."

"What? Why?"

"Because I saw what happened. You didn't do anything wrong. Not even before then."

"It's true," AR said. "You don't have a file full of paperwork."

"But if the Police, and the Princesses know I'm clean," the stallion frowned. "Why would Celestia throw me in jail?

"It's because you don't have a file!" AR grinned, and Delta sighed.

"AR's right. You don't have a file. No school letters, no I.D. not even a birth certificate!"

"What!" The stallion gasped. "That can't be right, I lived in Ponyville my whole life! Surely you've asked my neighbors!"

"I'm sorry sir, but you simply don't exist."

"Your neighbors told the Police," AR continued. "That you suddenly showed up one day, four years ago."

"That's why we were hired. Not just for this 'crime' Celestia arrested you for at the Gala, but to find out everything about you."

Delta leaned over the table, and looked the teary eyed stallion in the eyes. "Who are you? Who are you really?"

"Where do you want me to begin?" The stallion asked.

"Go back to four years ago," AR said. "Preferably when you started working at Ponyville's library."

"Alright...wait is that a tape recorder?"

"Yes," Delta said. "This will let us listen to your story again, to look for contradictions. Protocol and that stuff."

"Take all the time you need," AR added. "There's no rush, especially concerning a story like yours."

"I'll keep that in mind," the stallion replied. "I'm just nervous, that's all."

"If you're innocent," Delta stated. "You don't have a reason to be. Like I said though, I believe you are."

"Thanks. I'm ready to talk now."

Delta nodded at AR, and the Pegasus hit the record button.