Sunset Shimmer, all the signs pointed to her. Students blamed her, she was part of the footage, she had motive, everything! But, innocent until proven guilty was still the rule of thumb. He had to give her a chance... of course, he could still violate her and numerous other students' rights and possibly expose several terrible secrets about them in a court of law, but it was a necessary evil to put those who DID deserve it behind bars. Or so Agent Black told himself to sleep at night.
The stories were consistent though. Sunset Shimmer turned into a horrible demon, zombified almost everyone present, and made a huge crater in the middle of the courtyard. How much LSD could one kid fit into a punch bowl to cause such hallucinations? He opened Shimmer's locker, chuckling to himself at how silly the whole scenario seemed.
Until he saw her locker was covered head to toe in plans, photos, drawings, phone numbers, notes of specific items, blueprints... how the hell did she get blueprints? Amazed at his discovery he picked one up, unfolding it for proper reading.
Year 9, Month 7, Day 19. Two new young kids showed up, idiots named Snips and Snails. They'll be a breeze to coerce to join me, considering they're falling over that Trixie kid. Blinking, he took up another paper. Year 10, Month 4, Day 11. Yeah, yeah, my birthday, moving on. I only have a few more months to prepare for my revenge. I think I did well, the Dramas and the Nerds aren't talking anymore and the Goths are almost completely gone. Not as easily squelched as the Preppies (although I think a few of them fled into the Fashionistas), but nowhere near as difficult as the Greasers were. B was able to obtain some good information about those five, probably good enough to tear them apart for long enough to let me go unscathed. Of course, this will only distract the wildcard. Hopefully it will be enough.
B? Goths? Wildcard? He couldn't figure this out, reaching for her notebook he flipped to a random page. Taking off his sunglasses, he could hardly believe it! Twilight's notes were ridiculous but Shimmer's outclassed them by a country mile. She'd gotten names, birthdays, class schedules, fears, what manner of manipulation they'd fall to, their favorite foods, names of loved ones, occupations, boyfriends, girlfriends, awards and honor rolls, report cards, who'd moved from where, who've moved away, "Who're you?"
Agent Black turned around, taking out his stun-gun and facing a male student with orange skin and blue hair.
"Woah, woah! Calm down!" The teen said, putting his hands up.
"Name?" Black asked, not putting the gun away.
"F-flash! Flash Sentry! I was on my way to guitar lessons and I saw you rooting through my exes' locker." Putting away the weapon, the Fed made a mental note to keep a look out on him.
"Agent Black, FBI. Be on your way."
The teen left, confused as to what just happened.
Fluttershy sat alone in a dark room, too terrified to do anything. Of course, Agent Gregory's sudden appearance didn't help her much either, causing her to gasp and nearly crawl into the corner of the room.
"Miss? Are you alright?" He asked, tempted to cut off the interview here.
"Y-yes..." She whimpered, barely audible. The agent sat at the table, the situation growing more and more awkward by the second.
"Would you like some help up?" He asked, her nodding in response. As the man helped her up, she felt limp, much like a ragdoll cat. Her interactions shared similarities with quite a few serial killers he'd dealt with; shy, weak, easily startled. He wasn't going to hold this against her though, this wasn't a hard and fast rule... but he still made a mental note to keep the most security on her. In the light he would see her features more clearly, yellow skin and pink hair. A calming atmosphere seemed to surround her, like kindness radiated from her very being... in hindsight, the other one he'd interviewed, Miss Rarity, seemed to have given off a similar air. He'd need to make notes of these in the future.
"What's your name?" He asked, starting as simply as possible.
"Fluttershy..." she responded.
"Come again?"
"Fluttershy..."
"Well, Miss Fluttershy. I can see you're quite... stressed but I need you to relax. Calm down, it's just you and me in here. I just need you to answer some simple questions." She nodded. "They all involve the..." He used air quotes. "Transformations you, your friends, and Sunset Shimmer went through."
"T-transformations? I... um... oh my... I don't know how to... I mean I do but I... it's just that... it's sort of that..." She began babbling, then apologizing for babbling, then babbling the apologies, then apologizing for that.
"Would it help if I turned on the lights?" He asked, sighing.
"Y-y-ye- I mean, I don't want to be a burden..." He rolled his eyes and turned on the lights, showing the rest of the white room, and the mirror on one side of it. She gave a little squeak and let her eyes adjust.
"Now... the transformations, Miss Shy." He said, growing quite annoyed.
"Oh yes... Well... Sunset Shimmer put the crown on her head and... she... exploded?" She said, trying to think of a proper word for it. "Well... um, energy just burst from the ground and surrounded her and sh-she started screaming. A-at first it sounded like she was in awful, unbearable pain but... But the longer she screamed, the... happier it was... I-it's like it started off like she was crying... but by it ended she was laughing this... horrible, unnatural... demonic..." She was growing quieter with each word.
"I see... and your own transformations?" She blinked, seeming not to understand. "...When you grew wings?"
"O-oh... Well... I... um... imagine having... another pair of arms. That is, if you don't mind... A-and I just... wanted to be away from the ground and... I felt them moving and... suddenly I was flying." The man nodded.
"We're gonna need to keep you here with your friends, Miss Shy. To see if this doesn't have any long term effects, you understand."
"B-but I work in the Animal Shelter... th-the little puppies and kittens would miss me if I weren't there."
"I'm sorry Miss Shy but the animals will have to learn to be..." He shook his head, the weird feeling in the air growing stronger. "I mean, the animals will be fine. We'll make sure your employer knows where you are." He left the room, rubbing his forehead, wondering what happened to him back there.
"But I'm an unpaid volunt-" She was cut off by the closing door.
Agent Black dug around Vice Principal Luna's office, looking for student records. He wondered why the Vice Principal favored darker colors; her desk being painted grey, the single window covered with blinds, her walls a deep blue color, not to mention the unusual moon motif. He was starting to wonder if that was her real name at all. Finally, he found it in one of her cabinet drawers.
In alphabetical order by first name.
Saints Bro, Sapphire Shores, Silver Spoon, Snails Snerd, Snips Sanderson, Sunset Shimmer, Suri Polomare, Sweetie Belle, Unimpo- wait huh? He looked over the records once more. There was only one T attending Canterlot High, and her name was "Twinkle Star". As he was about to grab Shimmer's record, the door swung open.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Came the obnoxiously loud shout of Vice Principal Luna, capable of being heard from halfway across the school, over the marching band tryouts. Grasping his ears, Agent Black sat up, having the foresight to close the drawer above that one, lest he suffer a similar fate to Shemp or Curly.
"M-ma'am," He said, not quite expecting the second in command to have powers to shatter ear-drums from across packed rooms. "I am Agent Black of the FBI. Your sister said it wa-"
"MY SISTER HAS NO AUTHORITY OVER MY DEPARTMENTS!" She screamed, his head close to caving in.
"Miss Luna, please lower the volume of your voice! I just need to-"
"GET OUT!" The Agent, in too much pain to reach for his stun-gun, ran out the door empty handed... and into a trophy case, ending up like Moe and Larry.
Meanwhile, Agent Gregory was dealing with a headache of his own. Snips and Snails refused to talk unless they were together. Now that they were they insisted they were thirsty. Then they wanted a tour of the facility. THEN they wouldn't shut up! He wouldn't have minded if it weren't for the fact the information they were telling him was completely useless!
"And then Trixie ran away crying from the packed gymnasium because we messed up her magic act, that's when we met Sunset Shimmer!" Snails said, FINALLY getting to the point.
"Wait. How was that trick supposed to work?" Asked Snips... and they got side-tracked again.
"Well, you see, she stuck us in a coffin, then she pressed a button and it turned us around, replacing us with a bunny!"
"So we didn't get sent to a magical realm like she promised?"
"...I don't know... Maybe it was just a really dark magical realm?"
"Boys. Please, get back to Sunset Shimmer." He said, wishing he'd taking the bottle of aspirins from home.
"Oh, yeah! Sunset Shimmer!" Snails said, smiling. "Well, she said it was the funniest thing she'd ever seen and that we were really cool!"
Snips nodded, the quarter of a brain the two shared slowly remembering. "Yeah! She said that if we helped her from then on we could be in her clique! ...Click? Cleckyou?"
"And you took the deal?"
"Well... yeah. All we had to do was hurt some kids, take Twilight's dog, steal a few pictures, sneak into a few rooms, smash a few things..." Snails began.
"Help make that funny video, take a bunch'a stuff from other kids, and follow her plans to rule the school!" Snips said, finishing.
"And you are aware that you have just confessed to bullying, vandalism, assault, dognapping, breaking and entering, petty theft, slander, attempted mayhem, and conspiracy? And that at least two of those are felonies in this state?"
"...If we say yes, will you tell us what a felony is?" Snips asked.
As Black got up, his first day of investigation definitely being more fruitful than expected while paradoxically giving more questions than answers, he took out Flash's poem once more to continue it as he left Canterlot High.
"To tell the truth or to keep the lie
This is the turmoil I always face.
To come to you and feel embrace,
I would follow you to worlds beyond
Even if it was just to be your faithful pawn."