//------------------------------// // II // Story: Twilight Sparkle: Death Note // by Nyancatinator //------------------------------// After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds. "I must say, I'm impressed. I've never seen a pony write more names in the first twenty four hours than you." Discord stated, hovering over Twilight's shoulder as she read the newspaper, researching all of Equestria's current big name criminals. "It's also very interesting how an Element of Harmony has taken such a calling to killing ponies. Not that I'm complaining, of course." "Is it really such a surprise? I'll be spreading harmony by ridding the world of the dirty criminals that inhabit it. Really, I'm saving more lives than I'm taking. When they hear of all the criminals dying of heart attacks, it will discourage future criminals from committing crimes." Twilight explained while scribbling another name in the Death Note. "And how do you expect to hide all of this from your little dragon friend, hm? Or the other Elements of Harmony for that matter?" The god of chaos inquired. "Simple. I've arranged with Rarity to have Spike go over to Carousel Boutique every evening from five to seven o'clock pm to help her with any chores she needs done. This is a very busy season for her, after all. As for my friends, I've notified them all that I have a book club I'll be attending every night at the same time Spike will be gone, so they won't be stopping by the library during that time. This will give me the perfect opportunity to research criminals and write their names." The purple unicorn told Discord. "Very interesting. And what if the dragon, eh, Spike, stumbles across your Death Note? That would make for some great entertainment." Twilight shook her head. "Please, ever since I found the Death Note yesterday, I've been trying to figure out the best way to keep all of this under wraps. I just don't think the other ponies would be able to understand the good I'm doing for them, if they found out. So, I placed an enchantment on this desk to make it so other ponies won't be able to notice it unless they are specifically looking for it. In the even that they do notice it, I've enchanted the compartment that my research and the Death Note will be kept in to remain locked unless my own magic is used to open it. The odds of somepony being able to replicate my magical signature is near impossible. As an extra precaution, if there are any signs of somepony trying to force the compartment open, the Death note will be magicked into my saddle bags and the research disintegrated so that there is no evidence of it ever being there." "Well, Twilight, I must say, I don't think I could have picked a better pony to possess that Death Note if I had tried." Discord said smoothly, examining the enchanted desk Twilight was working at. "Wait, what? You're telling me that it was you who put the Death Note there?" Twilight exclaimed, slamming the book shut. "Well it certainly wasn't fate, if that's what you were thinking. Or do you think dear old Princess Celestia just wanted you to have it because she new all the good you would do with it? Puh-lease. It's never more chaotic than when a pony gets their hooves on a Death Note. Especially a pony of your... potential." Twilight glared at him, but eventually sighed and reopened the note. "It doesn't matter. Regardless of why it's here, it doesn't change the fact that I can still create a new, better world with it. Now, if you don't mind, I have quite a bit more names to write down before Spike gets back." The mare then regained her focus on her work, turning away from the Draconequuis behind her. "Oh, Twilight dear, one last thing." Discord speak-sang in a light voice. "What? Can't you see I'm busy?" Twilight snapped at him. "Oh it will only take a moment. You see, the last time I was free in Equestria, I discovered a glorious drink you ponies call 'chocolate milk.' In the land where draconequuis come from, the only milk we have comes from... well... never mind that, but I find chocolate milk simply intoxicating. It is to me as drugs and alcohol are to you ponies. So could I trouble you for a glass?" He inquired. "Can't you just magic some into existence like you did last time?" Twilight asked. "Afraid not. Remember how I told you yesterday that I'm really still trapped in stone? This means I can't do anything here unless the pony who trapped me allowed it, which would be you, Twilight. Meaning I can't drink chocolate milk without your say so." Twilight let out an irritated sigh. "So basically I have to get it for you and tell you that you can drink it?" Discord responded with an energetic nod. "Fine, if it will shut you up for a while." After getting Discord's chocolate milk, Twilight was finally able to get back to work. That is, until Discord began to slurp it in the most loud and obnoxious way possible. "Can you believe I used to only drink the glasses the milk was in? What in Equestria was I thinking? The liquid inside is so much tastier!" It proved to be a very long night for Twilight. The pony who uses this notebook can neither go to heaven nor hell. That morning, the unicorn mare woke up exhausted, being kept awake by Discord's incessant chattering, but being unable to do anything due to Spike being asleep in the same room. "Spike, I'm going to town to get more quills. Can you take care of the library until I get back?" Twilight asked the still half asleep dragon as he stumbled his way down the stairs. His only response was a quite murmuring, but Twilight took that as a "yes." As she trotted out the door, Twilight quietly slipped the Death Note into her saddlebags, along a quill and tiny container of ink. "Now, I wonder what this is about. You're obviously not out of quills, and I see you have your Death Note with you. What exactly are you planning?" Discord asked, only to receive no response. "You know, it's very rude to ignore others when they're talking to you. Did I ignore you when you asked all of those questions I had already answered? Exactly, only half the time!" "Will you be quiet? I'm trying to think!" Twilight snapped after checking to make sure nopony was looking. "Now, I can choose the cause of death as long as it's written withing six minutes and forty seconds, correct?" "Yes, that's right. I myself don't exactly know the limits to it, though. Why, what are you going to do?" Discord responded. "I intend to test it out. So far I've only tried killing criminals with heart attacks but I'd like to see what else I can do." Twilight told the draconequuis whom trailed behind her. "There's a gang of drug dealers who have been stealing from small stores that don't have much in terms of security. I imagine they use the stolen money to buy more drugs. They seem like worthy candidates for this experiment, so I did some research and I think I know what store they're going to target today. It's a run down building known for selling... dare I say it, adult toys, and stuff like that. As they're the only store that sells these types of items, the seem to get quite a bit of business. I looked into the police records of this gang, and there seems to be a recurring pattern with their robberies. It's always either on a Tuesday of the 12th of the month, or a Friday on the 24th of a month. Since today is a Tuesday and it's the 12th, and this seems like their most likely next target, it's a good place to stake out, and if they show up, to test the Death Note." Twilight hesitantly stepped into the store, hoping to Celestia that no one she knew saw her in there. She did her best to avert her eyes from the vaious...toys.... that were on display, but it still left her with the feeling that she needed to take a long shower when she got home. "Hey there, pretty mare. Anything I can get for ya?" A gruff sounding stallion asked from behind the cash register. "Oh, uh, no, I'm just looking." Twilight choked out, her pride being stepped all over by simply being in the little store. "Are ya sure? Cause we've got everything from-" "No, I'm REALLY sure I don't need anything at the moment, thank you." Twilight said and rushed towards the other end of the store, an embarrassed blush showing in a rosy pink on her cheeks. However, with the store being so small, it was only about five meters away, and she could still see the stallion out of the corner of her eye. Thus began the awkward waiting while trying to look busy until the gang showed up. The pony who touches the Death Note can recognize the image and voice of the draconequuis tied to it, even if the pony is not the owner of the note. After what seemed like hours(when in reality it was only twenty minutes), a group of three gruff looking stallions traipsed through the door, wearing masks over their faces as they walked up to the cashier. One stallion held a knife through the cashiers throat as another emptied the cash register, and the third stood watch at the door. Twilight quickly picked up a magazine, which she placed her Death Note inside of, as the stallion at the door took notice of her. "Move, and we kill both of you, understand?!" The one with the knife shouted, and the poor cashier let out a panicked, muffled shriek, causing the knife pony to tighten his grip. Twilight, however, had anticipated this and hid a readied quill inside of the Death Note, which was concealed by the magazine. As discretely as she possibly could, Twilight began writing in the Death Note, with Discord hanging over her shoulder, squealing in excitement. forty seconds later, as the stallion emptying the cash register finished, the stallion with the knife began to twitch. Suddenly, he let out a horrifying shriek and began to assault the other gang member, eventually stabbing him in the eye. As the stallion at the door tried to pull him off of the other one, he ended up with a knife in the chest. The last stallion, who was still shrieking, then extracted the bloody knife and impaled himself with it, finally collapsing over the other two. The cashier, who appeared to be unarmed, was shaking in fear at what he just witnessed. Closing the magazine and concealing the Death Note in her saddle bag, Twilight began to make her way out of the store, before the cashier called, "H-hey! I saw you writing in there, you still have to pay for that!" He gasped. "Are you serious? After what we just witnessed?" The stallions expression remained the same. "Ugh, fine." Twilight gave him some bits before realizing, "Oh, of course. I can't let you remember all that." She said before her horn fired up, and before he could react, he was passed out on the floor. Tucking the magazine into her saddle bag, and being careful not to step in any blood, Twilight made her way out of the store. When she was out of sight, she collapsed onto the ground. "I am never doing something like that again." She gasped, trying to blink the images out of her head. "Well it seemed to go all right. You even got a new magazine out of it. By the way, how did you figure out those ponies names?" Discord inquired. "I knew before we left. It really wasn't hard to figure out. They didn't conceal their tracks very well. It's a wonder they weren't caught already." Twilight responded. "What is this magazine, anyway? I didn't even look when I picked it up." She said as she fished it out of her bags. She almost face hoofed when she saw the cover. "Wow, Twilight, I really didn't take you for a filly fooler." Discord chuckled. "I am not! We are never speaking of this again!" Twilight snapped. "Then why haven't you gotten rid of the magazine yet?" "Shut up!"