*This isn't completely finished being edited so please refrain from comments telling me this is wrong or that's wrong*

"So this is where you live, Miss Zecora?" Inked Quill questioned as he walked into the wooden hut. Strange tools hung from the ceiling and the shelves on the walls were packed full of strange bottles and elixirs. A large cauldron occupied the center of the room.
"Yes my friend, Now sit over there and wait for the helpful potion blend." Zecora said pointing a hoof over to a chair in the corner of the room, Inked Quilled trotted over and sat down.
He watched Zecora pour bottles of liquids in the cauldron, throw strange herbs and powders, chant strange tunes. This continued for about an hour, and Inked Quill wasn't a patient pony.
"Come on!? What the hell is taking so long?!"
"You must be calm" Zecora said grabbing a jar of a material so black, and so dark that just looking at it gave him the chills. Zecora slowly poured the pitch black substance in the cauldron, she was going very slow it barely oozed out.
"For fuck sake, MOVE!" Inked Quill couldn't take it anymore. He pushed Zecora and grabbed the bottle of Black and poured all of it in the cauldron. When he emptied the bottle he put his head above the cauldron, to see if it did anything. As soon as he did a cloud of black smoke shot from the concoction, blasting the stallion in his face.
He screamed, but it was drowned out by the sound of rushing wind from the cauldron. His face was completely black from the smoke, Zecora looked upon this, horrified, the cloud shot through the room and into the sky. Finally with a roar, it came to a stop.
"I-IT BURNSS!" Inked Quill shouted trying to scrap the black from his face to no avail. Zecora stood up with haste and grabbed a bottle of blue liquid in her hoof and slashed it on his face. The Black faded away and his screams stopped.
"You stupid pony, Do you know what you have just done?!" Zecora screamed, and he rhymes stopped.
"I-I don’t know." he said still very much shaken up from what just happened.
"That bottle was pure darkness and chaos! It is possibly one of the most dangerous things in here, and you've just released it! There was enough there to allow it to manifest in a pony form, and if that happens... Then my celestia's sun shine on us with forgiveness and not wrath."
"Well, can you stop it?"
"I don't even know where it went, so no I cannot! JUST LEAVE NOW!"
"o-okay I’ll go"
Inked Quill departed with those word and headed home.

It was already 7pm and getting later as his house came in view.
"Damn... I really fucked up, I REALLY fucked up." He mumbled with his head hanging.
"Are you okay mister?" a voice said to him. He looked up to see a mint colored unicorn.
"No, Not really."
"Well whats wrong?"
"I did something really bad, really REALLY bad."
"It can't be that bad."
"...What's your name?" Inked Quill asked trying to change the subject.
"It's Lyra, or heartstrings. Whichever you prefer. Now whats wrong?"
"I unleashed a terrible evil upon Ponyville."
Lyra paused for a moment and giggled. "You're funny mister!"
"Hm? That wasn't a joke... Look let me just go home, I’d had a crap day."
"Fine grumpy pants!" Lyra said walking away, Inked Quill continued home.

Wait a minute... What the hell are pants? He thought.

Soon he arrived at his home and walked into his bedroom and collapsed on his bed groaning. "Well, Maybe Zecora was wrong. Maybe everything will be fine." he said and fell asleep.

"W-Where am I?" Inked Quill said as he awoke in a room that was just black. "Where the hell am I?!" He screamed. "I was just at home!" Suddenly he realized that he wasn't in his body. He felt like he was looking through someone elses eyes, And he was.
He heard the sound of a pony humming happily.

The pony he was in was on the streets of Ponyville, Following that pony Lyra from a distance.
"What the hell?" Inked Quill said. He wasn't in control of the body he was in, more like a passenger.
Lyra turned around slightly to see she was being followed and dashed away, running from the pony. It followed but ran even faster and caught up to her very quickly. With nowhere to go Lyra runs into an alleyway, not the greatest idea.

Whats happening!? Is this pony im in gonna... Gonna kill her? Rape her?
Inked Quill would be answered soon.

The pony he occupied chuckled and Lyra screamed. The then darted to Lyra who was pinned against the wall. Inked Quill saw the pony he was inside held out a knife with a dark aura around it, so it must be a unicorn. The unknown pony then violently stabbed Lyra in the chest, her yells turned to gurgling sounds of blood.
"NOO!! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" Inked Quill screamed.
The mystery pony continued to stab Lyra mercilessly and relentlessly until her chest was barely recognizable.

"LYRA!!" Inked Quill screamed as he shot up like a bullet in his bed. His eyes darted around hastily.

I have to see if Lyra is okay He glanced at the window and saw the sun shining in.
good, It's Day.

He grabbed his hat off his desk and left his house to see if Lyra was alive. He remembered the location which helped.
He found the alleyway where he had witnessed what happened, and to his horror it was blocked off with police tape and ponies around it sobbing and Police ponies inside investigating.
"no... no, no no!" He said to himself.
He walked up to a pale cream pony, her mane a mess of pink and blue she was sobbing very heavily.
"W-What happened?" Inked Quill asked, He knew but he wanted to reinsure he was correct.
"M-m-m-y marefriend Lyra. was- was..." she paused "MURDERED!" She screamed falling to the ground in tears.
Inked Quill had no idea what to say. He watched Lyra get killed. But he cant Tell this pony that.
"What's your name?"
The sobbing pony looked up and nearly whispered, "Bon-Bon, M-my name is Bon-Bon"
"Well Bon-Bon, Don't worry. Okay? This killer will be caught, I'll make sure of it."
Bon-Bon forced a smile and thanked him.
He peeked over the police tape and saw a body bag surrounded by police and blood covering the ground.
"Good god." He said turning around and saw Twilight standing there.
"Oh my! a-a MURDER? in PONYVILLE?!" Twilight said shocked and horrified.
"Yeah, pretty bad. Twilight. I think we need to talk."
"Why? Did you know this pony? It must be hard for anypony who did."
"Well I didn’t really, but It has relevance to this whole thing. Lets head back to the library and talk okay?"
"Sure Inked, Whatever you say."