3 Hours Ago...
It's not fair! I've been manipulated by that demon! It's not my fault, I never wanted this to begin with! I feel the guilt for murders I did not commit! It's that stupid thing I brought from my childhood, it is to blame for this nightmare! My hooves tremble from the grief I suffer... The same hooves have taken countless lives, when I did not want them to... This was monstrous, I had to do something! I had ruined the lives of so many by killing those they hold dear! And Pinkie... How many sleepless nights I must have forced upon her... If only I could take my own life... But that monster would take control and stop me. Well let's see if he sees this one coming... He will be stopped... He will face justice... Mark my words you heartless, worthless stallion! You will rot in a cell for the remainder of BOTH our lives, or we will both die!
...
Rainbow set Trixie down on a bed that she had led her too, saying it was her room. Rainbow instantly noticed of her standing next to a smiling stallion, with her hoof wrapped around him. She was just a filly, and the stallion was grown.
"Is he your... dad?" She nearly shouted. Trixie nodded. Rainbow backed away... The killer was her father? But... She was just a showoff... Guess some apples fall a decent way from the tree after all.
"You don't understand... He... He has multiple personality disorder... It's not his fault..." The unicorn said, clearly out of breath. Rainbow raised an eyebrow and looked around, her room didn't really seem like anything indifferent. Except a few posters with her on them, but a few of them were torn, as though they meant nothing to her, although pride seemed to be something she had too much of. So why would she intentionally destroy her own posters? There had to be some cause behind this... Rainbow left Trixie, telling her she would get her some help. The mare didn't seem to respond, indicating that she had passed out. Rainbow decided to do some investigating and look around. There was nothing particularly interesting, or helpful to help point what was going on. She noticed a letter, with the heading reading; "READ ME". Rainbow wasn't really in the mood to read anything, but figured it would carry some sort of clue. She inspected the letter, and instantly realized that it was aimed at somepony in particular.
Thursday, 26th of August
I wish I could explain everything more clearly, but I fear my time is limited. I have two vastly different personalities. One, a loving father who wants the best for his family. The other, a cold... blooded... murderer. Pinkie, if it is you reading this, I need you to perform an errand. I know I have already asked you to kill numerous ponies, but I need you to do this, for I could not.. I need you to track me down, where ever my other personality has taken me, and kill me. My body is old, and weak. But yours is young, and strong. You can overpower me easily. Please Pinkie, you are my final effort to end the suffering that continues to plague the land. Redeem us both, Pinkie. Find me, and find it in your heart to take just one more life. Even if it is me, not the monster, you encounter. One last thing... Tell Trixie I love her. She still has a father who cares about her.
Your former master,
- The Cupcake Killer
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Pinkie charged and panted heavily, but she couldn't give up. She knew that the stallion could only go on for a little longer. The stallion rounded a corner, and Pinkie skid as she came to the turn. She found a knife flying at her, but dodged it easily. She took off once again, pumping her legs as fast as they could go. She grit her teeth and pumped all of her adrenaline into her efforts. She quickly picked up a rock with her mouth, making sure to keep it steady. If she could get a solid hit with the stallion, she could take him down. Another innocent ran screaming into a home, and Pinkie leaped over him. She couldn't slow down for a second. If she did, this monster was going to get away, and she wasn't letting that happen. She aimed carefully and leaped into the air, throwing the rock. It connected with the back hoof of the stallion, causing him to collapse to the ground. Pinkie smiled. It worked. Now she just needed to keep him occupied while the Princess arrived. She quickly dove onto him, but he kicked her off. Pinkie held her gut for a moment, but recuperated quickly, expecting the stallion to be running again. But he wasn't. He was just standing there, in a battle stance.
"Pinkie my friend... you never should have come here." He said with a snake like voice. Pinkie growled and planted her hoof firmly in the ground, this was it. The final showdown...
"Stop calling me friend... A true friend wouldn't haven't been as much of bully to me as you were." She said with anger in her voice. The stallion shook his head in disgust.
"Well then young fool... Hay Stack awaits you." With that, he leaped, a knife in his hoof. Pinkie instantly leaped to the side, and the knife struck the ground. The stallion quickly pulled the blade out of the ground, but Pinkie gave his face a solid kick, and the knife went flying from his hoof. He growled in anger and attacked, but Pinkie dodged every blow. He was slow, probably due to his age. Pinkie slammed her knee into his gut, and he wheezed, gasping for air. Pinkie slammed her hooves into his face, pinning him against the wall. The stallion gave her a kick to her gut, and she fell back. The stallion fell to the ground, quickly getting up. He stared at her with hatred in his eyes and stomped on her face. Pinkie tried to fight back, but by the time she knew what was going on, she had been slammed into a wall. She slumped against it and tried to get up, but she could not. The stallion had slammed his hoof against her neck, and retrieved his lost knife. He brought the knife to her throat and clenched his teeth.
"Goodbye... Pinkie Pie..." He said through his teeth. Pinkie closed her eyes waiting for the inevitable. She never thought it would end like this. She felt the knife dig into her lower chin, igniting an inferno of pain, but that was it. The next thing she felt was the enormous weight of the stallion being lifted off of her. She heard him shouting, and opened her eyes. The stallion was suspended in mid air, surrounded by a purple aura. He thrashed around violently as he tried to cut his way out with the knife, but it was no use. Pinkie smiled and looked up. Sure enough, Twilight, guards, and the Princess were all above her in either chariots, or balloons. She looked to the stallion with satisfaction. He was done. He was going to be locked up forever, maybe even killed. Whatever happened, he couldn't hurt anypony anymore. To tease him, she took some of her blood and whipped it at him. He screamed in anger and tried bashing out of the force field again, but he couldn't. Pinkie laughed as the stallion was tied up and placed in the back of a carriage. Twilight walked over to her and helped her up.
"You alright?"
"Never better." Pinkie said as she watched the Princess place a sleeping spell on the killer. Pinkie smile again. They had won.
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Several Hours Later...
Pinkie cleaned the tables at the local prison, making sure to get every piece of dirt or filth off of it. The Princess had kept her word, and showed her mercy, but had still given her a 400 hour community service duty. Sure that was a lot, but she deserved it. Besides, if she did 4 hours a day, it wouldn't take much more than three months. She had also been issued a $2,000 fine, which was fine with her. After all, she was responsible for lost lives. But catching the killer and helping make Ponyville a better place made her feel better. She was just about finished when she heard walking up to her. When she turned around, she saw Rainbow, with something in her hooves. She gave it to her and told her it was from the killer. Pinkie frowned she didn't want to read anything written by him. Not even an apology. Regardless, she took the paper and unfolded it. What she read left her speechless. Multiple Personality Disorder? How could that be? She had only seen one personality. This had to be fake, but then again... Why would he come up with a blatant lie and still say to murder him? More importantly, if this was true, how did he get that other personality? Just then, somepony from the prison came to her, saying that the stallion had requested to see her.