//------------------------------// // Finding. // Story: One by One // by DreamWings //------------------------------// Deputy Siren's Notes-- 13 Murders-- No survivors A visit to the local penitentiary found a criminal by the name of Bilbo Button, arrested for the accidental murder of a stallion by the name of Mad Marty McGuilles. Supposedly he was caught and arrested in his local bar in Ponyville where said incident occured. Mad Marty was known for being the son of one of the local Upper Crust of Equestria, and so an extremely punishable offence to even accidentally knock down. This was not helped by the fact that Button himself was known for helping the Resistance on several occassions. Button says that on the night of Mad Marty's death he had been defending his wife, Roseluck, who Marty had been making horrible comments about. Roseluck is still a resident in Ponyville and together she and Button had one daughter, named Tuppeny. Tuppeny's body was found this morning in an alleyway near the town centre of Ponyville. It seemed that Tuppeny was a vaguely popular filly at her local school, and had many friends. Her friends say that in recent weeks she had been much more subdued and quiet than usual-- quite often it seemed she was lost in her thoughts. They put this down to her missing her Father as they were very fond of one another. The friends did not at this time know that her Father had been arrested but had been told by Tuppeny that he had to go and do work elsewhere for many years. It was decided both by myself and Deputy Soft-shoe (the officer helping me with this case) that the death of the foal would not be mentioned to the Father as it is not our right to tell him. Button remembers the night he had to leave his family and can remember that police-ponies that took charge. Among these was Longshot, Shudder, Nano, Namby Pamby-- and oddly enough, Captain McFly, who had been down here for a reason unexplained as of yet, though Button was adamant McFly had been inside the bar when the incident had occured. But why? It seemed that Button didn't know much about the orange pegasus, Miss Scootaloo, but was certain that he had seen her in Ponyville, though definitely not with the resistance. However we know for sure that Miss Scootaloo was part of the resistance so this does not make much sense. After further investigation in the town of Ponyville an image of what Miss Scootaloo had been known as in her home came together. She was a happy, carefree, kind yet argumentitive filly who spent most of her days either playing with her scooter or trying to find her cutie mark along with her two friends. The friends, a Miss Apple Bloom and a Miss Sweetie Belle, were also local residents of Ponyville until a few months ago when Miss Bloom went to recieve an apprenticeship as a carpenter she had been offered in Canterlot. Miss Belle left to tour as a singer not long after, leaving Miss Scootaloo alone. After this nopony seemed to remember her actions anymore. When looking at the coat and mask it is clear that it would be far too big for any of these three mares to wear. Both Soft-shoe and I, after visiting the prison, went back to the scene of the latest crime to find if there was anything else we had missed. By this time the other members of the Police had gone, including McFly. It took much searching before we found the remnants of what seemed to be some kind of bird--an owl we believe-- underneath another one of the crates. A piece of paper was found nearby to this. By the look of the marks on the birds body it was killed sometime before it was moved behind the box-- and then the paper was placed next to it before it was hidden again. There is every chance that anypony could have been the one to move the dead bird out of courtesy, though why hidden it is not certain. Deputy Soft-shoe took charge of looking at the paper itself and after a trick with an iron (it was written on in invisible ink) found it to be a map of some sort. The map included a time and date-- which after following lead to just outside the Everfree Forest. All evidence seems to point in one direction; yet still we have got no closer. We must set another date to get together and discuss our thoughts. End of notes.