Chapter 1: One Dark Night...
June 14th, night. The power was out in Ponyville, and Luna's moon was new, which made it very dark. Very few ponies were out, since it was so dark. Even the infamous blue bird wasn't out, even though it's main source of food (oversize sandwiches) were scattered everywhere. The only pony that was out was a young earth mare, no older than 17, walking down a narrow back-road, near the outskirts of town. She was in a stupor, a roll of paper was hanging out of her hoof, and her eyes were bloodshot. She kept walking for a few minutes, looking for her house, which was on the other side of town. Then, the door to a house burst open, and a pegasus stallion ran out of it, chasing the mare.
"Rosemary, where ya goin'!?" he called to her. When he got up to her, he realized that she was really high.
"I'm goin' home, maaaaaaaan, hehe," said the mare, Rosemary.
"Rosemary, are you high?" he asked, although he knew the answer.
"No, no, definitely not!" she lied, feebly. She then took a drag on her joint.
"Rosy, come with me," the stallion said calmly.
"Why?"
"Because, you need help, Rosy!" he said, concern oozing from his voice.
"I may need help, but I don't waaant it!" Rosemary whined.
"Rosemary, at least get indoors. It's too dark out here!"
"I can see fine!"
The arguing went on for a few more minutes, when a dark figure came out from behind a very, very black house. It pulled out a metal tube attached to a handle of some sort. The figure did something unknown to the tube, pointed it at the mare, and BANG! There was a loud explosion, a bright flash, and a spatter of blood. The stallion took a minute to clear his eyes, and saw that the mare was dead, a big hole in her neck.
"Oh no!" he cried. "OH NO!"
He turned his head to look in the direction he thought the killer was, but saw nothing there. The killer had vanished.
