Author's Note

I hope you like this new story although it won't be as brutal as the other one is.

The One of A kind

Humans.

We thought of ourselves as indestructible but now I know that that is not so. We called it the flare (Shut it you perverts) it was a colossal wave of energy sent to the earth from the sun. Unlike a normal flare of this size the earth wasn’t burnt to a crisp but instead it was filled with a strange energy. This energy would either be accepted by the human body or it would change them into something that was acceptable for it to inhabit.

I was unlike the others well sort of. My father had known about this flare and although he warned many others only a few listened. So they began the Methuselah project. This project was formed so that a single human would go without mutations and would carry with him a gene bank capable of reigniting our race. The scientist hid themselves and me in a underground nuclear shelter that had been converted into a laboratory. There they finished the project and left me and my father to talk about what was to happen to me.

“Son?”

“Yes dad,” I was only sixteen at the time of the projects completion.

“We need to talk.”

“Is it about the project?”

“Yes and something else too.”

“Well what is it?”

“We need a single human to be the one to carry the genes into the future.”

“And?”

“And we have decided that you should be that human.”

“What?”

“You unlike the rest of us were only partially exposed to the energies because I had already moved you down here.”

“What about the rest of you can’t you come too?” my eyes were beginning to tear up at my father’s words.

“We only had time to create one pod and besides the mutations are already taking affect,” he rolled up the sleeve of his shirt revealing the dark blue fur that was slowly sprouting up.

“Oh my God dad!”

“Don’t worry about me but I must tell you something.”

“What?” I said now having tears streaming down my face.

“You are the last pure human son and you are our only chance at survival I am sorry that I must leave this to you but it is our only option.”

“I..I understand.”

“Son with you there will be a few things.”

“Like what?” I said as I slowly wiped the tears from my face.

“With you you will have a gene bank with the ability to restart the human race provided it has enough biomatter and fluids. You will also have with you an AI by the name of Delta he will reside within the shelter and run all of the processes needed to keep you in stasis.”

“Stasis?”

“Let me finish.”

“Ok.”

“You will still be in the shelter obviously and outside of the pod there will be a suit of armor we are working on that will be finished when you awaken.”

“So stasis?”

“You will be frozen in time and will not age.”

“Ok I guess.”

“I have already programmed Delta to serve you when you awake and he will also build many additions to the shelter while you sleep.”

“Alright I guess but if he is an AI how will he build?”

“We left him with a android that he will be able to control.”

“Ok.”

“Congrats son your one of a kind.”

[2 hours later]

I was fitted into my stasis suit and was locked inside of the pod. Through the glass of the pod’s only window I could see the few scientists who were pushing multiple buttons and pulling even more levers. Suddenly it started to get cold very cold and the last thing I heard was my Father’s voice.

“Goodnight John.”

(Place ??? time ??? year ???)

There was green fire in the streets with many bug like creatures running around the city blasting any living thing with a goo like substance that once making contact with flesh quickly hardened and immobilized the victim.

“Ha ha ha ha,” laughed an unknown but distinctly feminine voice. “Look at your ponies run Celestia do you see and understand their fear.”

“I thought changelings fed on love?”

“No no no my dear Celestia,” said the creature now revealed to be a changeling. “That would be my sister Chrysalis my hive feeds on terror especially the kind we create.”

Off to the right was the form of a small creature with wings and a horn.

“Help me auntie.”

“She can no longer help you child she is just as weak as you mother and father were when I killed them.”

The young child could be seen with tears forming in it’s eyes.

“Why did you do it?” she asked.

“Because girl I couldn’t have another alicorn getting in my way and because you are still to young and weak to do anything you must watch as your auntie is destroyed.”

The changeling collected a greenish energy around it’s crooked horn and fired at the older alicorn. Celestia would have surely died had the energy bolt not been stopped by a purple shield that had been formed by none other than Princess Twilight Sparkle herself.

“No one is dying today Carapace.”

“Ah if it isn’t the weakest of them all.”

Behind the new alicorn was a large male dragon who had gone from his age of only eight to the age of fifteen which allowed him to gain his wings and an amazing amount of strength.

“And who is this your fuck buddy?”

“Nope I’m spike her number one assistant.”

“Mmmmm although my kind feast on terror I could use and assistant with some other needs.”

“Not today bitch,” the dragon then let out a stream of green fire that would have easily turned her to dust if not for the shield she put up.

“Mmmm a feisty one aren’t you.”

While the three much stronger beings were doing battle. Flurry Heart had quickly made her way to Celestia and was using her magic to cut through the hard goo that had attached itself to her.

“Hurry,” she quietly whispered to her grand niece.

Just as she was almost done they heard a large thump which turned out to be Twilight and Spike hitting the magically hardened wall.

“Now that that is dealt with I can finish you off,” she said turning back to her original target only to see Flurry Heart trying to put up a shield between Carapace and her great aunt.

“Ha child you are a fool to believe you could stop me but I commend you for trying,” said the somewhat surprised changeling. “Unfortunately I’m going to have to kill you.”

As her horn began to charge something random happened.

“CRASH!” the ground to their right split open allowing a bipedal being to walk through and shout six words.

“What the fuck is going on?!”