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A Bittersweet Life - MarcellusMiro66



Her name is Sunset Shimmer. Her game is violence and nothing else. (An "Anon-A-Miss" story)

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Chapter 4: The Next Day

(10:00AM)

"Okay, Hunt, enlighten me: Who is this Anon-A-Miss again?"

"Anon-A-Miss is an online persona who revealed the secrets of a group of girls nicknamed The Humane 5 and systemically worked his or her way up to the entire school of Canterlot High. His or her real identity remains anonymous... Hence his or her alias. Get it?"

Logan huffed while Hunt chuckled, "I get the play on words, Hunt, but I don't think it would brighten up the mood, considering our predicament."

Hunt coughed and regained her posture, "Right, of course. Listen, about yesterday..."

"What about yesterday?" Logan furrowed his eyebrows.

"Were you thinking about something important? You seemed rather...agitated when I called for you."

Logan frowned upon the event that Hunt was referring to and shook his head a tad too quick, "No. It was nothing, nothing that would concern you."

"Are you sure?"

"No... Not in the slightest."

Hunt shot Logan a worried glance; he in turn shot her a unworried glance. They both headed their separate ways: the former to the printing machine for more copies of the information regarding Anon-A-Miss, the latter to the coffee machine for more coffee regarding either vanilla bean or cinnamon roll swirl. Either way, they both ended up together again in the meeting room, where their boss was waiting for them both... Although Hunt arrived much earlier than Logan,

"Hi, Dad."

"Hey, hon. You got the info?"

"More than just mere info, Dad."

Hunt passed out a seperate sheet of paper for her fellow officers to read as she spoke out the contents of said seperate sheets of paper,

"All night and all day up until now, I've been analyzing the patterns of pretentiousness left by our good friend Anon-A-Miss. He or she is systemically proceeding slowly, as if she wants the entire school to digest the dinner before getting a taste of dessert. First, there's this prominent clique of girls in said school nicknamed The Humane 5. Second, there's the entire school, students and staff alike. Third, there's the primary suspect – Sunset Shimmer. Given her past reputation as a former Alpha Bitch, it was rather easy to see why. She insists that she has changed, but nobody – not even the Humane 5 – believes her."

"Do you?"

"I know an Innocent when I see one, Dad; believe me, this girl is no exception."

Swift Order nodded and smiled, "Just needed to make sure, kiddo."

Hunt shot her father a reassuring one before continuing, "All the while, Anon-A-Miss has provided the tabloids with plenty of fodder. Sunset is suffering both verbal and physical abuse thanks to him or her, subjected on by the entire school sans the Principal and her sister, the Vice Principal. Then, approximately 15 hours later, she disappears without a trace. In the shortest terms... You can't find her unless she wants to be found."

"She didn't disappear."

Everybody, Hunt and Order included, turned towards the entrance to find Detective Logan Lazuli sipping on a vanilla latte with cinnamon roll swirl, a grin plastered on his face while his left hand balled up into a fist. This made one half of the room feel uneasy, knowing something was awfully off when the hard-boiled detective smiled. The other half felt surprised, considering that they have never seen the hard-boiled detective smile before... Up until now, at least,

"I'm sorry?"

"You shouldn't be; it's an officer's habit to be momentarily confused in a time like this time, but they'll rework their brainless gears into action."

"What are you suggesting, Detective?"

"I am not suggesting, Commissioner; I am merely stating... Sunset didn't disappear, as I stated earlier. She's going through a process."

"What kind of process?"

Logan shrugged and sipped his latte once more, "Just... A process."

(11:00AM)

Gilda suddenly found herself in the girls' bathroom, gazing into the mirror as her hands balled up into fists. Her usual rage had drastically increased tenfold, and for good reason; Anon-A-Miss had posted yet another secret... Which involved her. And Rainbow Dash. And a strap-on. She had absolutely no idea in the slightest how that photo was taken, as she couldn't recall the events that preceded it. She was certain about one thing: she was absolutely humiliated and infuriated.

Which was the primary reason why Gilda smashed the mirror with her bare fists, screaming as she did so. A momentarily silence later...

"Anger management issues much?"

Gilda swiftly shifted and found one of the three sirens who hypnotized her and the rest of the school a year before, "You? What the hell do you want?"

Adagio raised her hands in surrender, "Relax, Griffon. I'm not a foe, nor a friend. So... That wouldn't exactly give you reason to relax."

"Relax? Why would I relax? You're here in the school!"

"So are you. That, and too much blood pumping up leads to bloody fists."

Gilda glanced down at her fists, which were indeed profusely bleeding and dripping down to the floor. They loosened up and she glanced back up at Adagio, "What's it to you?"

"What's it to me? It just shows how much you care about her reputation. It just shows how you are not letting some bitch like Anon-A-Miss take control of your life and its secrets."

Gilda's angered frown slowly transitioned into a saddened one, "Why would you care? In fact, why do you care?"

"Because... I just do."

Gilda and Adagio both shared an uncomfortable silence before the latter broke it, "Anyway... I wanna make a deal with you. Do you accept?"

"It depends: what kind of deal?"

"The kind of deal that involves a little slice of heavenly vengeance."

Gilda wanted to ask, but she didn't. Her question just got her answer. To this extent, she smirked a very sinister smirk, to Adagio replied with an equally shady smile.

(12:00N)

Celestia glanced over at the clock and impatiently tapped her fingers on her own wooden desk, unwittingly mimicking Cinch's actions when doubting her decision to call her herself. In this case, it was the opposite in this situation; Celestia was considering whether or not to meet with Cinch in Ponyville Park at exactly 12 o'clock noon. Said time was fastly approaching, and she was wasting some of her own by sitting and watching as it passed by.

Celestia's pair of hands suddenly balled up into fists; she was absolutely certain that Sunset Shimmer was an Innocent, no matter how incriminating the evidence was. It seemed that she and Luna were the only ones who truly believed her, which further motivated her to prove her innocence and the school wrong. Her motivation was dangerously mirroring that of a pretentious passion, something that was unsanitary for a school's reputation.

Celestia Natchios had more than just a mere reputation to worry about, something she made a mental note of when she chambered her Glock 17.

As Celestia tucked her G17 into her coat pocket and exited her room, she unintentionally ran into Luna... Quite literally,

"Sister?"

"Luna? What are you – "

"There was spilled blood and shattered glass in the girls' bathroom; Gilda lost her temper... Again."

"I see." Celestia rubbed her chin as Luna spoke again, "Are you going somewhere? In the middle of the day?"

The eldest sister deadpanned her youngest and sighed agitatedly, "Yes, Luna, but I won't be long. Hold down the fort while I'm gone, okay?"

The youngest sister furrowed her eyebrows at her eldest but nevertheless answered her, "Yes, sister. Be careful, okay?"

"I always am."

With that, Celestia left Luna to her own devices, believing her to utilizing them to good use for the school. She marched down the front steps and glanced down at her wristwatch, which read 11:50 approaching noon, and glanced up at the road, which read a black 1973 Ford XB Falcon GT351 revving up its engine and rolling down its window. The driver was a girl who seemed around 17 years of age with brunette hair, a leather biker jacket, and a half-hearted look of uncomfortableness,

"Get in, Miss Celestia."

This particular girl seemed to know her name as well, "What?"

"You need to get to Ponyville Park, and you can't get there by walking. Get in."

Celestia frowned upon this demand but nevertheless complied, "Alright." She walked toward the car and entered inside; her nose wrinkled at the smell of damp cigarettes and alcohol. Danielle didn't seem to notice this at all as her notification was completely focused on the road. Five minutes of speeding later, the duo ended up in Ponyville Park, where a 1964 Aston Martin DB5 was parked nearby underneath a tree. Celestia turned to Danielle with a look of evident disapproval; the latter shrugged it off and ushered the former out of her car. As she walked a more away from the car, that's when Cinch exited from hers. A black trenchcoat and her own bony hands balling up into fists, Celestia felt that it matched Cinch's personality quite well...

As did the handgun that she was reaching out of her coat pocket.

Celestia instantly pulled her Glock 17 as Cinch instantly pulled her SIG-Sauer P229R as Danielle instantly pulled her Glock 19. Yet another Mexican Standoff involving women. What a lovely day.

Comments ( 11 )

This is pretty disjointed and I strongly suggest you find an editor, but I really have to ask:

1) Why are all of these seemingly unrelated people so concerned with cyber-bullying at CHS?
2) Even more importantly, why would anyone in-universe refer to the girls as the "Humane 5"?

Needs a lot of work. .......:ajbemused:

Okay I'm way late on this but.....

WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE A GUN?! Seriously! It's a school! Are you trying to tell us this ends in some Mad Max style school shooting? I mean so many refrences to Mad Max in this: the movies, the description if the characters, the god damn Pursuit Interceptor itself!

Also what's next in the whole "everyone has a gun" thing? Will Gilda have a Colt Python and dress like Rick Grimes from Walking Dead? Will Applejack have a Winchester rifle like Chuck Connors? Will Pinkie Pie just go Chuck Norris on everyone?!

Otherwise interesting story

Alright before I start reading this I must ask, where's the first chapter? It seems to start from chapter 2

Okay, so they're going to kill the CMC. Seems legit to me.

what happened to chapter 1?

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Gilda seems more like either The Governor or Negan, no idea who Chuck Connors is, and Pinkie seems more likely to go all Deadpool on everybody.

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He was a actor on a old TV show from the 60s called The Rifleman. He played a western sherriff with a OP lever action rifle that every time he pulled the lever he shot.

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Rocket launcher, how about a tank instead?

Where is chapter 1?

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