The Last Butterfly Dragon

by Meadow Feather

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Alternate Universe
Length: 1082

Fluttershy's only goal is to protect her friends. How far will she go?

Fluttershy. Described as; simple, delicate, and shy (of course). When she and her friends find themselves in trouble Fluttershy realizes that she's their only hope. What will happen and how far would she go to protect her friends?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-03 07:21:01 UTC

Chapter 1/2: The Intro

1000 Years ago in the Dragon lands...

   A lone dragon's claws grinded on the granite floor of a ghastly hall.  His nostrils puffed out clouds of an almost transparent white every time he exhaled. The beast's amber eyes scanned the hall searching for a specific chip in the walls, a halfway marker for his set destination. The horrible scraping noise his nails had been making abruptly ceased. His eyes backtracking to a single cavity in the wall indicating he was almost there. His stoic face changed and his lips curled slightly into the smallest of smirks.

   The dragon's scratching that had just returned was clearly louder and more rapid. It was clear he wanted to end the trip down to the other side because of a certain insistent chill slowly creeping up his spine. The beast's scales slightly rattled from the heavy impact of every quick thundering step. His webbed ear frills were outstretched  attentively searching for anything as small as a mouse's rapid heartbeat.

   There was a slight turn in the torch-illuminated hall and the dragon halted, his eyes resting upon a heavily shackled metal door. The slow chill that had been slowly creeping up his spine shot completely up to his shoulder blades and he could feel it making the air around him damp. The dragon shivered, his wing tips slightly shaking as well, as he put a muscular claw up to the door. He could feel the anger, hatred, and betrayal emitting from behind the door and from the dark and foreboding cell. He brought his tail into his claw's reach and grabbed the keys dangling from it.

   The dragon slowly pushed the key in and turned it, the old time rusted locks attached to the metal door creaked and groaned. Even more so when he pushed on it with his scaly shoulder. The scratching sound came back for a second then ceased. Chains rattled. A low bitter voice from the darkness broke the silence," So Valkoinen, dear brother, have you come to taunt me with your freedom some more?" he sneered with his lips pulled back showing all of his pearly white teetch.

     The unbounded dragon shot the restrained figure a warning glance though it was countered with a cold glare mirroring back to him. "I've not come to mock you and your rather petty existence," the chains rattled and the figure shot him a look of slightly illuminated pure hatred " I've come to warn you." he said calmly.

   "Warn me?" he scorned "About what?

   "You're bounds will be released." he replied stoically causing the chained dragon to raise an eyebrow, his face slightly illuminated from the torch-light seeping in from various cracks in the door.

   "What do you mean?" he growled then quickly snapped," This is a trick isn't it?" he let out a whoop of mocking laughter." You can't trick me." he said boldly squinting at Valkoinen.

   "Trick? There is no trick." he replied calmly, his face gave away nothing causing a rumbling noise deep within the bounded dragon's throat," You're bounds will be released in a thousand years."

   "A thousand years?" the bound dragon's face changed from enraged to calm, the shock on Valkoinen's face was now clear as day,"I can live through that..." said the chained dragon deep in thought quickly dissipating the unchained dragon's expression he stared at the dragon hunched up in the floor.

   Interrupting the malevolent faced dragon's train of thought Valkoinen's voice echoed in the dim cell," I know that face brother."

     "What face?" said the bounded dragon with a sly smirk.

   "You will be defeated." Valkoinen deadpanned.

   "By whom?" he flashed an evil grin toward the unbounded dragon

   "By a pony." answered Valkoinen truthfully.

   The chained dragon that had been inching closer to Valkoinen doubled over holding his stomach in a fit of laughter despite himself," A pony!" he managed to wheeze out. "A little pony from the "magical land of Equestria" seemingly regaining  control of himself he shifted to a crouching position,"You've always had a knack for making me laugh." he sighed shaking his head having not had a laugh like that in years," So tell me, how could you "with all your power" know that some little pony will defeat me?" said the bounded dragon shooting a suspicious toward Valkoinen.

   "That information is classified, but know that I have my ways. I am a king after all, Burakku, dear brother." Valkoinen circled until he was facing the heavily shackled door before glancing back over his shoulder,"Maybe you'll learn one day that size does not matter. Enjoy you're safety for now for it will not last." he opened the door and walked away though not before turning the key and locking it.

   Burakku lay in the cold cell floor staring at the slightly illuminated door. He could feel the warmth of the nearest torch slightly seeping into the cell. The warmth taunted him barely reaching him. Growling in anger he slid toward the wall where he could stand on all fours somewhat comfortably. He closed his eyes and sighed listening to the faint crackle of the torch flame. The  familiar sound of nothingness surrounding him.

   The midnight black dragon's purple reptilian eyes opened as slits. "So, in a thousand years I'm going to be free?" he felt every fiber of his being cheer in triumph he remembered the beautiful days when he was free. The days full of murder to anyone who ever stood in his way of accomplishing his goal. He recollected the "Good Ol' days until suddenly he remembered his brother's words that had suddenly hit him full force 'You will be defeated the deadpan look made him writhe in anger. He remembered reading stories where the good guys always won. He wasn't about to let that happen. He let a growl escape his throat "This time I will be victorious." he paused then smirked "This time I will be king!" *he let the dark thoughts flow freely through his mind. Playing the thought continuously through his head of defeating this underdog. *"Prophecy or not that rat little pony will die!" he laughed once more at the thought of such an insignificant being defeating him. "Don't worry, you'll death will be quick and painless..." trailing off in thought of horrible things he'd do to the pony his scaly eyelids closed over his eyes.**