"Suspect confirmed! Cuff him!"
You felt something tight and metallic wrap itself around your wrist before you were knocked unconscious with a punch in your face.
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You felt like you were splashed with a full bucket of water...oh wait, you were. You find yourself in a confined room with three detectives who don't look very happy and your hands felt bound by a pair of handcuffs with the chair you were sitting in.
"So. Finally decided to join us in the land of the living, huh?"
You look up defiantly at the detective who spoke.
"Still don't get it, do you kid?"
The detective kicked you out of your chair and you fell to the floor with a groan and cough. He was handed a clipboard by one of the other detectives as he read off your list of crimes.
"Obstruction of justice, blackmail, defamation, possession of weapons...manslaughter? Hmph. And all that violates your probation." He walks over to you with the clipboard and hands it to you along with a pen, "This is a confession written under your name. If I were in your shoes, I wouldn't expect to walk out of here in one piece. We're going to MAKE you understand. One must take full responsibility for their actions."
You take them in both hands and scribble your signature on it and hand them back to the detective, who escorted you to an interrogation room with a table and two chairs and forcefully seated you on the chair facing the door.
"Someone will be coming to interrogate you further. Too bad. I really wanted to pummel you some more."
He left the room and you behind to think on what happened.
How did it all come to this? Why can't I remember? My memory's fuzzy...
Soon enough, someone DID come in, but it wasn't who you were expecting, you were expecting a prosecutor to confirm the story and evidence that was given to them.
You were not expecting Twilight Sparkle's mother, Twilight Velvet.
Oddly enough, you could recall that she wasn't just a prosecutor, but head of the Prosecutor's Office. You knew you were in trouble now.
She glares at you from across the table as she sits down, "Alright then, let's get started, shall we?" just then, she catches a needle out of the corner of her eye, knowing immediately that you were drugged with a truth serum, "Those bastards." she returns her attention to you, "I want to hear the entire truth from you. Why do this to begin with? Why risk your probation? What is the point of this whole thing?"
You hold your head, Why is she asking me these questions? I can't...wait. I can feel...pieces of my memory come back to me.
Velvet noticed your struggle and realized that you're just a kid, she decided to tone it down a little, "Okay...if you can recall, start from the beginning. And remember, we don't have much time."
You began to remember something...something that set things events into motion to begin with...
...The day you were charged with assault and taken to court.
You were taking a nightly walk around the community like you always do to clear your head, but a woman's scream broke the calm and quiet. Sensing that someone out there needed help, you ran towards the direction of the voice, hoping to get there before something bad happened. As you got closer you could hear voices.
"Get away from me!"
"Bitch, get your ass in the car!"
"Stay back or I'll call the police!"
"Lady, I OWN the police! They won't help you!"
Soon, you found the arguing couple (though in this situation you use the term loosely) and decided to intervene, making yourself known in the process.
"Hey! Who the hell are you?! Get lost, kid!"
Suddenly, you pull the man off the woman and throw him to the ground with unknown strength and incentive, the man started to get up as he growled.
"You little punk! I'm gonna sue!"
Not long after he said that, you heard sirens behind you and before you knew it, you were being dragged into a police car on false accusations.
Another memory surfaced and it showed you in a courtroom awaiting the verdict.
"...Guilty."
You ended up in a juvenile detention center for quite some time until you heard that you were being granted a probationary period, giving you a whole year to be on your best behavior until your sentence is lifted.
But unfortunately, things only went further downhill for you.
You found out that you have been expelled from your school and your parents decided to ship you off to Canterlot to live with a family friend of theirs, Cadence, the dean of Crystal Prep Academy. Speaking of which, you also learned that with your previous grades, you'll be attending said academy for the time you're on probation. After you packed all of your things, you gave your parents a hug and kiss goodbye as you headed off to catch your flight to reach your new place of residence for the next year.
After recalling those memories, you return your focus to Velvet for her take on your explanation, "I see...that's how it started, huh? What more can you remember?"
You try to remember what came after that, the flight was pretty boring and there was a kid kicking your seat the entire time, but eventually you arrived at Canterlot at the exact estimated time. After you got off, you looked around the busy streets waiting for a local bus to take you to this Cadence's humble home.
And that's when things got weird...