Location: Canterlot Guard(Scotland Yard) Time; 3:49 p.m.
"What do we have Sherlock?" asked Watson as he saw Sherlock working in the lab.
"A murder. But what I want to look at before we go is this: a blood sample from the other crime." said Sherlock as he looked at the sample under the microscope.
"You mean the one with the fish druger?" asked Watson as he started to browse the blood sample reports.
"That's the one. His blood type was A-, but as you can see in the report, the blood found that was not the victim's, was O+. See the problem. They said that it may have came from someone else, but I'm dubious about that." said Sherlock as he leaned away from the microscope.
"WHERE"S SHERLOCK?" yelled a voice from outside the lab. Watson and Sherlock turned to the door as it busted open. There stood a grey unicorn with brown hair and a blue shirt with the royal guard symbol on the left chest pocket."Well, Sherlock, seems you have a new assistant. That makes eight since you started to help the force. now get those flanks running and get to the crime scene."
Location: Northside of Canterlot, Apartment number 276. time: 4:03 p.m.
"Apparently, the neighbor was on there way to work when they noticed the door open, that when they saw this." said the grumpy grey unicorn as they walked pass the crime line.
"This pony sure loved her cats. Almost as much as she seemed to love the color pink." said Watson as he saw some other police officers carry cages with cats in them. When they walked into the room, Sherlock walked to the victim.
"What do we know about her?" asked Sherlock as he started to roll her over.
"Well her name is Star Flyer, she was 25, had no kids, she had 9 cats, and was a reporter of a newspaper called the Manehatten Star." The inspector turned to Watson,"So, your Sherlock's new buddy. Sorry for yelling at you two earlier, my name is Lestrade.And your name must be Dr. Watson. Mindcraft told me that Sherlock would have a new buddy, but a doctor."
"If you are done, I need Watson over here. Now." said Sherlock as he held a piece of paper.
"What is it Holmes?" asked Watson as he came over to Sherlock.
"Didn't the inspector tell us that she didn't have any kids, then who is Madaline?" asked Sherlock as he handed the note to Watson.
"Maybe it was one of her cats. But why would someone bring there cats from there home, if there were only going to stay for a few days?" Watson turned and saw Sherlock was looking at the window.
"Watson, don't you see this?" asked Sherlock as he started to tap on the window "Someone is trying to cover there tracks. Someone get me a hammer, and pen and paper, please."
As the inspector left to get the request for Sherlock, Sherlock ran to get a chair, "Watson some help please." struggled Sherlock as he strained at pulling the chair to the window.
"okay? and why are we bringing a chair to the window?" asked Watson as they set down the chair.
"It's not a window, it's a door." said Sherlock as he kicked the chair against the window. Only the chair broke as it shattered to pieces. "Don't you see the paint smears and the drops of paint leading into the room?"
When the inspector came back, he saw Sherlock and Watson opening the door. "How did that get there?" asked inspector Lestrade as he walked over to Sherlock.
"It's been there the whole time. I noticed it when we came in. The building over the way is billowing smoke, while in this artwork it is resting. This is the way that the killer made it in and out without the neighbor knowing. And the cats aren't the victims, you can see where she had a reaction to the fur on her left hoof near the shoulder, and the scratch marks on the other side of the door. Someone hand me a flashlight."
"Sherlock, where are we going?" asked Watson as they made there way up the stairs.
"Where ever these stairs lead us to." replied Sherlock as they stopped' "And here we are."
They opened the door to see that they were in a wine cellar. There were barrels everywhere, but a small light could be made out a little bit away. There was a figure by the fire laughing as if a funny joke was just told. Watson and Sherlock were about to ask for help when the figure started to talk.
"First it was drug dealer, it was an accident but the thrill of the kill was exciting. Then that reporter, she said that I could trust her, but she was about to call the police. If only those cats didn't follow me, I could have seen what happened." the figure turned and saw Sherlock and Watson.
"You're under arrest." said Watson as he walked to the figure.
"Watson, Duck." yelled Sherlock as the figure pulled out a gun. The figure started to hold the gun, shacking. He started to back away to the door when the inspector came up. Then the pony ran out the door. Sherlock was the first to chase after him, who was followed by Watson.
They ran into the street and started to look for the runner. The saw the runner, all they saw was that he was a unicorn. They started to chase after him. They started to chase him into a hospital. He ran to the staircase, and so did Sherlock and Watson. They chased him to the roof. There they stood waiting for the other to make a move.
"Try shooting us." said Sherlock as he started to walk to the unicorn,"You're not a killer. The only reason for the reporter's death was the cats, not you. The drug dealer's death was by drowning, not killed. Your no killer, so quite acting like one."
"No, I am. I was hired to kill them. I pushed the drug dealer into the river, I lead the cats to the reporter's room. I was hired by a Moriarty." Then a gunshot echoed from above the streets. Watson did what seemed like instinct, lay low and army crawled to Sherlock, who too, went to the ground.
"Sherlock?" asked Watson as he got up to Sherlock.
"I'm fine." Then they looked at the runner. "But he isn't." Watson crawled to the runner and tried to help him till the police and nurses came from the floor below them.
Location: Centeral Canterlot hospital entry. Time; 7:32 p.m.
"Well Watson, seems like we have another mystery to solve." said Sherlock as they started to walk back to Baker street.
"The first day working with you and you call this normal? Now there's no way you'll get me to leave now." said Watson as he buttoned his coat, "Now lets find out about this Moriarty."
"Here starts the first, of many, more cases and dangers Watson."