Winds of Fate

by Storm Rival

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Drama, Original Character, Slice of Life, Applejack
Length: 2999

Magic degeneration, a very uncommon and very much uncureable unicorn disease. Majority of the patients don't make it. My nephew has that disease, and he's made it further along than anypony else. This is his story.

Magic degeneration is a very horrible and very rare unicorn disease. The sufferers go through immense pain as the horn recedes and the pony is subject to a subconscious choice; earth pony, or Pegasus.
My nephew has suffered enough of this to know all about it. He must make a choice and outside factors play a key role in his decision. What is he going to become what will his new found and hidden potential be? And what will this mean for my feuding family.

Published 2015-12-25 04:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-02-19 14:39:02 UTC

Prologue: Fate

Prologue

Snow was pouring down everywhere in ponyville, nothing could be heard in the simple silence. Makes me wonder if this was what the olden pony factions had to deal with on the first hearths warming. The defining silence. I slowly make way to my home, my new and own home. There was silence. Ding Dong! My first guest.

"Hey sister!" I welcomed the guest in. the snow was chilly but not too chilly.

"Hey how's it going winds?" she asked

"Please call me Storm." I reminded her.

"Oh yeah, Storm." she corrected herself.

A few moments more passed,then my sister asked; "is anyponyelse coming?"

The door bell answered her question. I'd opened the door and found that my other sister, Brother in law and three nephews were here.

My two sisters locked eyes. There was a fire burning, yet not in the fireplace but rather between the deadlocked eyes of my sisters.

"Oh, great, why'd you invite her?" My brother-in-law asked. "She's got in deep with the family."

"I know, but..."

"Sister," Joyce said angrily.

"Sister," Flow said with a hint of regret and apology.

Oh great not now, was all I could think before

Ding dong!

My sisters' deadlocked stares were broken as I'd opened the door.

"Hey hey everypony!" My pops had bellowed.

"Hey dad." me and my two sisters said along with my brother.

"Hey dad," I said to pops.

"Yes, what is it son?" he asked.

"I hope everypony is willing to forgive and forget this hearths warming, and just be civilized." I said to him. "Also, I need you to make sure everything food wise is pretty much done."

"As far as the first thing," he said to me. "I'm willing to let the past be the past, however I'm not so sure everypony else is." he said noticing the already tense air here.

There was one more ding dong.

"Hello Storm!" I heard a mare's voice coming through the silence, My aunt.

"You!" My mom said angrily staring at my aunt from the door.

"You." My aunt said smugly staring at my mom slowly coming inside.

Oh, how the next few minutes delved into chaos.

Hearths warming the one day where all ponies despite their differences are supposed to come together and celebrate in happiness and joy. To totally put aside differences, just for such a short time just to survive. That first story of the holiday just doesn't seem to fit anymore in my family.

Everything I'd known about my family had taken a complete 180 since I was a foal in Jr. Speedster Flight Camp. Vendettas had became known that otherwise never would have; and now, There's nothing but a room full of ponies arguing over who was right and wrong. Settling old scores that have been sitting in the dust since before Luna had came back to us.

Why was all this happening though? I was just hoping for change. I'd invited many of my family together this year just because I'd gotten my own place and had just wanted for once to have a good day. I was hoping that everypony would forget their differences because of the holiday and just sit down have a nice cup of coco and relax, But how much of a foals' dream is that?

My mom and aunt fighting as though my house were filly school's recess yard, my two sisters hashing out harsher than cruel words, my dad, out to get the festive feast this year. Things were as bad as the parasprites a while ago. Too much chaos too much noise too much everything. This had just made me want to once more read books rather than write them.

And yet, there I stood helpless in the chaos that took the room, hoping wishing for a way to stop the bickering. Things get worse as the hearts warming tree got knocked down.

I swear if discord were here, he'd have a field day mocking everypony in here. Probably best he isn't, he'd have been thrown out only to teleport back in repeating that same thing dozens of times by now. The situation was bleak at this moment, as I looked at my first hearths warming party I'd wanted, yet, something everypony else hadn't. I was hoping someway somehow this could've been the push everypony needed to just accept one another again. I just wanted to yell, but like fluttershy, my voice just doesn't carry.

Seeing the look in my eldest nephew's, Willed Rocket's, eyes, I could see him being tormented. One decision, one blasted decision all because of a disease doctors don't even know how to combat; Magic Degeneration, a very rare, and random case in all unicorn Equine. My family was told as soon as Will was diagnosed; the prognosis was grim even for him when he was a foal. Medicine has no explanation for this and even says most ponies kick the bucket before getting this far along. Somehow, though, I knew he'd hold out even past the end doctors had given, but he now must make a choice Earthpony or Pegasus, for today was his last had he not. I honestly couldn't bring myself to see what would happen if he hadn't chosen.

And yet, There I stood Hearths warming eve, turning to day. I was in the middle of the room, in the middle of the chaos. As the sun came up, I saw my nephew radiate a small glow that glow taking up a small portion of the room and there while everyone else was fighting, I stood and watched my nephew painfully transform into a new pony. A pony where his untapped potential was a walk in the park, or orchard; A pony who's struggles now may mean nothing at all and he'd be twenty percent cooler with it. The glow didn't take much from the room's natural light, so only those closest to him witnessed, Namely: me, and My two sister's, Will's Aunt.

"You know, Joyce, My younger sister said to my oldest. "I may actually take part in watching my nephew now."

"What do you mean Flow?" Joycing winds, My eldest asked. looking at her younger sister's hoof point, seeing her child's transformation in awe.

"I see, willing to babysit next friday?" Joyce had asked Flow.

"I'm a little busy that day, but I think Storm may have some free time." she said

I'd heard my nickname from across the room and then said, "Sorry I got to get with a friend that day."

"When isn't there a day you've 'got to get with a friend'?" Flow asked me.

"I'm sorry, My friend's really busy and honestly, we do opposite ends of wor-"

"Stop it Everypony!" I heard from Will. This had now gotten the attention of my mom Singing Winds and my aunt, Scarlet Serenity.

"What now, I haven't even gotten to..." My aunt started but stopped soon after seeing what'd happened to her grand-nephew.

"You know aunt, I honestly don't like it when people just drown me out all the time." Will said. Honestly, though, he isn't that far from the truth. Most of the times he is drowned out on what majority of us want to do.

"We all thought," my mom began to stutter.

"What?" Will asked "That I'd run away if I transformed into this?"

He was right, Though, Everypony thought he would do that, especially since...

I was tormented and tormented, time and time, again over what I'd wanted," Will said. "Which would let me do what I wanted more, when I realized, I could have the best of both worlds."

Now seeing everyone in awe and the story becoming apparent right in front of me. I realized, this is what my cutie mark demanded of me, writing a story that ponies would actually open a book to read. I'd liked stories since I was little and even now I liked how this one would turn out on paper.

I must get on this story right now and I must start from the beginning at all costs. When one starts at the end, there is only foreshadowing to follow, or, how did it go? I can't remember at all right now. All I know, is that something astounding happened and must be recorded for others in torment.

Author's Note

Say what you will, this story has some of my real life entwined into it. I had tried time and time again to make a story for my oc, however, every time I hit roadblocks or just didn't feel the story. I've worked and reworked my oc to the bone and found that this may just be my oc's story.

Sweet Symphonies was the story in which my oc was in a reworking, but, this seems to fit the bill more. I have gotten the story from help from another aspiring author at Running of the Leaves con of this year, 2015. I hope everyone enjoys this, for this is my own story as well as just a simple work of fiction.

Thanks much

Storm Rival

P.S. The Nephew of this fic IS NOT an alicorn. His two and ONLY TWO choices are pegasus and Earthpony. I feel as though alicorns are a bit of a touchy subject. As such, no alicorns, Except those already cannon, will appear in this if they do at all, as this is still a work in progress.

Chapter 1: My story

I mainly write fiction, so this is a step out of my usual practice. Every story has a beginning and an ending, and I suppose to start at the beginning, I must start with my own story.

I used to be good friends with Rainbow Dash in junior speedster flight camp, or rather I would've been had it not been for my 'eggheadedness' back in those days. I was in fact a lot like Fluttershy, the odd one out, always teased. I was a complete book worm and that trait was usually kept in the highest regards as a unicorn trait back then, but I just couldn't get my head out of the tales of unfortunate ponies, and other popular books at the time like Daring Do.

I remember the sonic Rainboom as though it were yesterday; the skies were shining like none other and, all of us were doing the cloud ring course. Fluttershy was having a hard time getting off the clouds and had actually tripped up sliding down one of them. The three flight school bullies were quick to criticize and mock her with her name of 'clutzershy'. That day I'd been at my tipping point, however, I knew if I had gone down there and confronted them, I too would be their punching bag; 'Egghead' 'nerd' ha, those didn't bother me, what did however was. 'Where're your glasses blind guy.' I'd only ever worn them once and since that comment, never again. I have trouble seeing long distances, which is why I prefer just to sit down on a cloud and read.

I so wanted to do something that day,however, Rainbow Dash, the most rambunctious of the group, had to speak her mind: "Hey, Leave her alone!" That comment from me alone would've gotten me a hoof sandwich from those guys.

"Whatcha' gonna do about it 'Rainbow Crash?'" One of the bullies said. If it were me, having the horrible day I was having, and I'd heard another hurtful word, They would've regretted it, and I would've been kicked out of flight school because of it.

"Keep makin' fun of her and find out!"

"Since you're such a big shot let's find out."

"What'd you have in mind?" she said seriously.

About an hour or so later, a race was prepared. Rings placed in such a precise manor to where one mishap would send one of those I'd called 'classmates' either spiraling out of control or slamming into another cloud that had been for holding up our cloud home. I wasn't that much a fan of racing though, so, I kept out of it, staying in my corner of the sky. Only a minute passed as soon as I'd decided, 'I've read too many books' and I took a look over at Rainbow Dash and the bullies' race. Then, it happened. The sonic rainboom had blown away the books in my corner of the sky and had also blown away my cloud. At that point, I was flying and astounded to have witnessed such a feat.

I later went home and found out that I was writing non stop about the day in my journal. My mom came by when she finally noticed

"Honey," she said to me

"Yes ma?" I said

"You've got your cutie mark.

It was possibly one of the most mundane of all the pegasai. An open book. I'd kept quiet that I'd gotten my cutie mark for about a week, I was too ashamed for it not being something more athletic or various. I was eventually teased again for being a such a nerd soon as the news got out.

Flight school just sucked after that. Rainbow Dash had at some point moved to ponyville and Fluttershy from the day of the Rainboom wasn't heard of again, until just recently, as she was one of Princess Twilight's friends.

My oldest sister, Joycing Winds, moved out quite sometime before the rainboom, and she still dismisses it as a mare's tale even though its been done at a royal wedding. My middle sister was only a year away from missing it, and Let's say for now, she had been doing questionable things here in Equestria. My mom said that she'd heard a boom but was astounded that it had been, that, boom. My dad was off doing who knows what with work at the weather factory. He was way too far inside to hear anything outside. As for me, I silently praise Rainbow Dash on her accomplishment, and thank her for my cutie mark.

I, soon after completing flight school, moved to Ponyville with my sister and her husband, Building Rockets. He worked with Filthy Rich's real-estate company and built many homes to which Rich would sell to ponies at borderline high prices. He soon tired though, of a thirteen hour day not including letters and other things like that. He soon after began buying model rockets to fire off and let the other fillies enjoy. To that extent, My nephew, Will, Willed Rocket, had so much pleasure of.

This whole 'happy ending' though, ended so suddenly. I was in the same room as my nephew when, he started spazing out. He'd fired magical blasts all across the house. Those blasts doing random to very destructive things. My sister and Brother immediately took him to the Ponyville clinic. The doctors could only weep as they knew what the prognosis was. Magic Degeneration. I looked it up in a medical journal and found that there weren't any survivors as of yet, and I was shocked knowing that would be my nephews fate, suffering until a final end. I looked deeper into the journal to find that there was a small speculation section, and it had something on this topic.

It'd said: "this disease is completely random in who it affects. while we don't know much at all about this disease, we can only speculate on what the cure is. After a magic scan, we found that unicorn bodies were attempting to transform the magic into something else, another form of energy. The bodies near the backbone were also attempting to grow wings, as the horn recedes in the process of this, it would be impossible for an alicorn to be a probable outcome. Rather than alicorn ascension, though, (footnote 1) (which is myth at best,) the logical conclusion would be that the body is stuck between the choice of either an earth pony or a Pegasus."

I was astounded by the lack of research, however, a very rare disease is just a wonder in Equestria. I'd thought now, once more, about my nephew. Perhaps if he'd make it further along than any other pony before, he would be able to choose weather he wanted to trot the earth without magic, or fly through the air sending clouds everywhere and possibly helping Rainbow Dash with weather duty.

Things with family were a lot more civil than what I'd previously mentioned. Those who were visiting my nephew were my aunt dad mom, my own two sisters, and brother. I was still just a school pony when this had happened, so, many details are missing. Though, I do know that the prognosis was that my nephew, Will, was at some point going to kick the bucket; With, that I'd spent every day over at my sister's and brother's helping Will out and doing things for him, heck I'd even cleaned my sister's house in Ponyville top to bottom once. I have pretty much been like Spike since getting out of school, helping out with little to no reward feeling cheery all the time, because Celestia only knows if I hadn't been.

Author's Note

This is unedited like the chapter before. I hope that this is well received and that this story is one of the good ones at that. Any help would be good. I must also say on account of editing I don't really know how to write in fake footnotes if anyone could help (though this isn't really much of any dilemma to plot and just relative to this chapter.)

Also, if you have any requests I'll try to see what I can do to accommodate. as said above I'd like this to be a good fiction, however, I've been hit hard in the past with writing my own OC before.

finally, I wish to thank you for taking the time to read this fanfic.
Storm Rival.