//------------------------------// // Metal Worker // Story: Ripples // by BronyWriter //------------------------------// Princess Celestia, My name is Metal Worker. My son, Iron Worker, was one of the ponies that the Ponyville Butcher slaughtered during her reign as the deadliest serial killer that Equestria has ever known. It is about that that I am writing to you today. I only want to say this: HOW DARE YOU! How did you not know that she was a serial killer?! Did you know and only tolerate it because she was an Element of Harmony? Did you not see the signs? Did you not understand what she was? I read the papers, Princess, I heard how she got caught. She killed some minotaur in broad daylight right outside of your palace. You knew, didn't you? You knew, and the only reason that you executed her then was because now the whole nation knew what she was. I hope you're happy! If you had just killed her the moment you found out, my son would be alive right now! Did you hear how I found out? A guard knocked on my door and revealed to me what I had been afraid of ever since I heard about what kind of monster you allowed to become an Element of Harmony. He had been gone for almost two years, and the guard before then had told us to give up, that he was never going to be found. Was that only because you let it happen right underneath your nose? She probably told you all about what she did to my son, didn't she? You probably had a good laugh about it, didn't you? What, was she your attack dog? Did you have her kill anypony that looked at you funny, and you put her down when she got out of control?! Oh, and let's not forget how my wife is handling this. She hasn't come out of my son's room for a week now. She stopped sobbing three days ago, but she's barely eating, and I'm not going to try to force-feed her. But that's something that you'd do, isn't it? You'd probably sic your attack dog on my wife just so she'd shut up. Heck, why didn't you order her to attack my whole family?! What did my son do to deserve what happened to him? Who did he make mad that would have caused this to happen to him? I've heard the stories. I know her methods. My son died in pure, unadulterated agony, the likes of which I can't even begin to comprehend. Either you knew and didn't do anything about it because she was an Element and/or your personal assassin, or you were so stupid that you didn't notice that a mare that powerful moonlighted as a serial killer, and I'm not sure which one sickens me more. I hope you're happy about all of this. Knowing you, you probably are. Sweetie Belle. So, your sister was a serial killer. Ha. How's that knowledge treating you? Good? Well I hope you're doing well, because I just want to tell your bitch of a sister killed my son. You wanna know something? It's pretty much your fault. I know that you lived with your sister, so either you are literally the dumbest foal who ever lived, or you knew and probably helped your sister out sometimes. Heck, probably both. What, you didn't want to see your sister die so you just let her keep on killing? You know what? I know it's wrong to say this to a ten year old, but you are a selfish little bitch, do you know that? Why was the life of your psycho of a sister worth more than the life of my son? Like I said, it's probably because you helped her out. How does it feel, knowing that this is all your fault? Were you there in the basement when your sister killed my son? You were probably her little helper, handing her knives or something like that. I should come to Ponyville to burn down your house. Maybe with you inside. That would teach you. Be some pretty fulfilling justice too, don't you think? You should just walk off of a cliff. Yeah, kill yourself you rotten little brat. One pony responsible for my son's death is already dead, so why don't you kill the other one? I mean, you probably killed a lot of ponies when you were helping your sister out, so what's one more? Equestria would be so much better off without you. I hope you never have a kid. Your sister's family will be completely dead, and my son will be happy in paradise, which, by the way, nopony in your entire family will ever see. I would pay so much to see the two of you burning in Tartarus where you belong. I'd laugh at you, knowing that my son is avenged. It's what you deserve, after all. Go to Tartarus, you little runt. It's where you're going anyway, why not get it The magic holding the quill sputtered out, and floated to the floor as Metal Worker stared at the two letters he wrote. A tightness welled up in his chest, and his lower jaw began quivering as tears streamed down his face. His wife was still in their son's room in a borderline catatonic state, and here he was writing hate mail to two ponies who were likely just as devastated as the rest of Equestria. With a whimper he collapsed on the ground and began loudly sobbing. He only had enough mental processes to ignite his horn and tear the letters to shreds.