When Twilight exited the portal, she had no idea where she was. It looked like some sort of alley, but it wasn't like any alley she'd seen in Equestria. She tentatively walked forward and discovered some very strange buildings. They looked nothing like buildings did back home. She happened to notice that one building had bloodstains on the windows. She walked towards the building and slowly opened the door. When she looked inside, she was horrified. Blood everywhere, bodies littering the floor, the entire place wrecked. This was the aftermath of Richard's search for information. Twilight stared in shock, her eyes transfixed on the carnage before her, when she heard the low moaning of the bartender.
"Fuckin' ponies. In my pub. This is my worst nightmare." He managed to say through the pool of blood he lay in.
"Oh my word!" Twilight shouted as she ran over to him."Are you okay?"
"I was, but then I got carved up by some faggot with a katana." The bartender replied.
"You mean Richard? He did this to you?" Twilight asked in shock. The bartender's eyes widened in sudden realisation as he heard these words.
"Richard, did you say? Oh no, oh god no." He said, tears filling his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Twilight asked him.
"In all my years. I never thought that my best customer would be the one wot did me in. Listen, I've got his phone number on a piece of paper in that drawer." He said, using some of the last of his strength to point to the draw he was referring to."If you want to find him, use my phone to call that number."
"Phone? What are you talking about?" Twilight asked him in confusion.
"Oy, I figured we'd have this problem. What you do is you press the numbered buttons in the order that they're in on the paper, then you might be able to speak to Richard." The bartender said to her.
"Alright," Twilight said to him as she looked through the drawer."Do you need any help?"
"No, don't worry about me." The bartender replied.
"Okay then, than you for helping me." Twilight replied as she left the pub. The bartender waited until he was certain that she was gone before making his last move. Slowly, he picked up a second phone, dialed a number and spoke these words.
"Hello? I wish to report a murder."
Meanwhile, Richard was making his way through the streets of London when he felt something vibrate in his pocket. He reached in and pulled out his mobile, an old Sony Ericsson, and answered the call.
"Hello?" He asked the caller.
"Richard! Where are you?" Twilight shouted down the phone.
"Twilight? What are you doing here?" Richard asked, completely surprised by hearing the voice of a pony on the line.
"That's not important right now." Twilight said to him."What is important is you, what are you doing here?"
"Basically, Celestia came back, murdered Joe and now I'm out for alicorn blood." Richard told her.
"What? That's not possible! You sealed her away for 1000 years!" Twilight exclaimed in shock.
"Yeah I don't know how it happened either, blame the-" Richard began before hearing a sound off in the distance."Oh crikey,, it's the rozzers!"
"The what?" Twilight asked as the noise became close enough for her to hear it through the phone."Richard, what's that sound?"
"That's the sound of the police, ad they're on to me! Listen, just go to number 21 and stay at my place until I get back. And whatever you do, don-" He began before a thudding sound was heard and then the line went dead. Twilight decided that this was something Richard needed to take care of himself, and went back to the flat. Meanwhile, Richard had turned down an alleyway to escape but was still caught, and now had his head being held to the floor by a police officer.
"Sir, I am placing you under arrest on suspicion of murder and carrying a deadly weapon." Said one as they bent down to handcuff him. But just as they did this, Richard looked up and saw two eyes staring back at him from the shadows.
"MOLESTIA!" He shouted in fear and anger. In the confusion, he was able to break out of the officers' grasp. He ran into the shadows, katana at the ready, but found nothing. When he turned around, however, it was a different story. Molestia stood over the bodies of the two officers whom she had fatally gored with her horn. She stared at Richard, a look of lustful insanity in her eye, before vanishing. Filled with rage, Richard spread his wings out and flew towards The Gherkin. Time to finish this once and for all.