{Third PoV}
Twilight was sitting in silence on a foldable chair she pulled out and set so it was facing the door. She held a book in her purple aura, the title of which was ‘Parasite’s effects On Their Host’s’. She trusted Lee(After all they went through, how could she not?), but the fears of what they’re fusion would do to her was too much to bear.
‘Sparkle-Butt. I could just tell you the side-effects’ Lee said simply. Twilight mentally face-hoofed.
“Oh horse apples! Why didn’t you tell me!? I’ve been reading this horrid book for hours!” It was true Twilight loved books, but this current book held nothing but misspelled word, awkward phrasing, and half-baked theories/less-than-thought-of guesses.
‘You looked cute with your cheeks puffed up like that!’ Lee giggled.
Twilight blushed. Had she really puffed out her cheeks? And did he really think she looked cute? She shook her head. Nah! They were two different races, and he was really two himself! Why was she even thinking that? She shrugged it off.
Twilight rolled her eyes, “Yeah, funny…” To this, Lee laughed even more. He was having a blast!
The front door burst open. Standing there, sweating like no tomorrow, was an orange Earth Pony mare named Applejack.
She panted, fear written on her face, “Twilight! We need your... help!”
Twilight jumped out of her chair, “What's wrong!?”
As Twilight started thinking about worst case scenario’s, the apple farmer gave her one she wouldn’t even consider.
“Someponies been murdered!”
Lying under a tree was a tan coated pony with dark blue/pink mane. Her Cutie Mark was of three pieces of candy. She was covered in blood, her neck slashed, and organs splayed on the grass for all to see. The townsponies knew this mare as Bon Bon, the local candy mare. Her sister Lyra Heartstrings was weeping over her cold body. Twilight was horrified. What kind of pony would do this?
‘Carnage.’ Lee said simply.
“Carnage? Who’s that?” Twilight whispered, voice shaking.
‘He’s one of nine creatures, he was bred to kill. He must have found a host and used them to do this.’
“How do you know it's him?”
‘Because the others weren't bred to kill like this, and only two would kill randomly. I don’t see any bite marks, so Carnage would be the prime suspect. But the others could have too. Its not like I know them too much, and they could have different personalities than what I remember.’ Lee wasn't an expert, but he thought at least half were good. He thought Toxin, and Scorn were good, and he thought Anti-Venom, Carnage, and Scream were bad.
Twilight shuddered, “We have to stop this.”
Lee mentally nodded. He was feeling kind of sick too.
‘Why don’t we look for something in the library? Maybe we’ll find a spell to help us.’
Twilight gave one last look at the dead body. “We could have stopped this…”
Pinkie sat in her room. She had heard the news. One of her good friend were gone. Bon Bon had spent a lot of time with the Cakes, and the two got to know each other. Hay, Bon was the first friend in Ponyville, other than the Cakes.
‘I’m sorry…’ Toxin felt awkward. He didn’t understand much about grief, and could barely sympathize with his host. He pulled what he thought was his face out of her bloodstream and began making silly faces. Pinkie giggled, but kept most of her sad expression.
Pinkie sniffed. She smiled sadly, “Thanks… I needed that…”
Toxin mentally applauded himself. He grinned.
Pinkie sighed, “Who would do that to Bon Bon!? She’s so nice! She also has one of the best sweet shops in town! Am I next!? Are the Cakes next!? What am I going to do!”
Toxin thought for a moment. He ‘smiled’, ‘Find whoever did it! I can give you powers, and we can track the killer Down!’
Pinkie’s face lightened up freakishly fast, and she grinned evilly.
“That sounds great!”
Lyra sat in her and Bon Bo- Her house. She stared blankly at the opposite end of the room. Her eyes were puffy, and her cheeks damp. She sniffed, wishing her sister was there.
Lyra used her magic to levitate a bottle of Sweet Apple Cider. Applejack had given it to the broken mare after the body was moved.
The mint green mare took a swig and shuddered. Bon Bon was always there for her, and she couldn’t even say goodbye. Anger filled Lyra, and soon, the whole bottle was emptied. Lyra swayed to her bed, already drunk. ‘How’d that happen? Did Applejack add extra tooooooo-’ The poor mare fell over, crying- no, wailing.
“Bon Bon… Why you! Why couldn’t it be me! You had so… *Hicup* Much to live for…” Lyra sobbed. Her sister had a business, and Lyra was unemployed. Lyra wished her sister was there. What Lyra wouldn’t give to see her. One. Last. Time. The thought made it all the more worst. She would never see her sister again. The two of them were both adopted by the same family, and always stuck together.
What was she going to do? She didn’t have a job, a sister…
A purpose…
Little did she know, a purple and silver slime smashed through her window. Lyra turned to the noise, hoping to scare off the intruder(She’s drunk and mourning. She isn’t thinking straight). She nervously trotted over to the window. She looked out…
And saw nothing. Lyra sighed, turning around. ‘Not even burglars like me…
She sauntered to her bed, the one goal in her mind was hitting the hay.
She sat in her bed, and rolled the rest of her limbs onto it.
Once she drifted off into a nightmare, a young symbiote began fusing with the mint green unicorn.
'You will get your revenge. Lyra Heartstrings.'