Fluttershy always has been a nice and timid filly, of the kind that always stutters and says sorry even when she doesn't have something to apologize for. But she builds up a lot of stress, even to the point of made up a whole other personality unknow to herself.
It has been released periodically in small moments of undoubted resoluteness and a fierce glance. But such moments are brief and fail being a properly release for her stress.
Until that one day.
It was a huge success in Equestria: Elements of Harmony vs The Army of Changelings.
The bands had been made up, the fates chosen, and the balance of Equestria was at stake.
The bearers of the elements vs a full group of changeling drones. it was going to be a terrible battle.
Of course the first one to die, was fluttershy. Or so the rest thought.
Fluttershy wasn't actually dead, she was just taking cover. The battle was fierce, and confusion was the first one in dominate the battlefield. Fluttershy wasn’t doing it so bad, but as soon as she started to hear Rainbow Dash blaming her for leave a flank without resguard and how bad was the work she was doing. Fluttershy suddenly felt something surging from her most inner dark side.
Fluttershy, going out of her own cover, rushed an attack against Rainbow Dash. She knew that no enemy or ally could know whose attack was it. So her fury was dared, her jimmies were rustled, and she took her opportunity to avenge all these years, and all comments alike that Rainbow Dash had made her whole life.
She wasn’t weak, and she wasn’t doing it bad. So she used the oportunity of enemies looking just like her. She grabbed a short chain from the floor, a random crap item from canterlot, to get a hold of distracted cyan wings, and using her chain she tangled it on them.
The fall was long and the landing produced a noise that was heard all along.
Everyone held a breath.
But the job was done.
Rainbow Dash, could never say again that Fluttershy wasn’t doing 'a good job'.
The next one in speack was Twilight.
“it’s all fault of Fluttershy's distraction" She shouted.
And fluttershy wasn’t going to stand any of that for a single second more.
The aerial flanks were open, the changelings were all taking the form of a pegasus.
Yellow or cyan, any color; the shape was what matter.
Twilight could nuke on them, with a slow but strong spell. Not the best way to attack a fast enemy.
They swarmed on her, a nuker is always a clear target.
Twilight couldn't keep her ground for much longer.
They lifted her, feasted on her, and just before have her limbs removed, she’d have sweared, that she saw clearly; a yellow transformed changelings, pulling out her head, with a big smile on her face.
After that all the position were compromised. Fluttershy actually felt like saying something, before doom everypony in this capricious game. But then she heard Rarity saying something about “Where is Fluttershy? she had to be protecting my tower, I can't snipe on all these changelings alone”
Rarity hadn’t even noticed that Fluttershy was obliged to retreat. She could be very well dead, and her ‘so’ called friend, Rarity, hadn’t even noticed. That made Fluttershy's blood boil in anger. Her fury was intense, but not blind; she knew that rarity was sniping with magically thrown jewels, at the top of the east tower.
Rarity was trapped in a dead end bastion, between infinite leaders descending to a small room protected by Applejack’s hooves of death, and her window; strategically placed to have a wide view of the central plaza in Canterlot’s center
Any frontal attack from the formerly shy pegasus known as Fluttershy, even if unthinkable before, would be ending in her own demise. But it had to be carried out. Now was the perfect moment, nopony would ever know. She had to take this opportunity. But how.
A loud noise from the west gave her a epiphany.
An explosion occurred right in front of her hooves.
But Fluttershy wasn’t irritated when she blew away. Pinkie was doing what she was supposed to do after all, but then she noticed, that her pink friend, had be gone mad. Pinkie had overwhelmed her mind, she blew up the room with Twilight inside. The panic had possessed the Pink mare, her mind was no more, and she was taking her own friends.
Pinkie was maybe just defending her position, or taking advantage of the excessive numbers reunited for Twilight’s overkill; maybe she was just trying to prevent the suffering of her friends, or the changelings from take trophies, from her friend's body pieces. But Fluttershy thought that her friend had gone crazy, and she had be stopped.
Pinkie pie was confined inside a little fortress with a garrison of cupcakes to attack, a kitchen more exactly. With a fortified door heavily closed as fisrt and last front, and a hallway win multiple shut doors in way to a dinner room; to which the changelings hadn’t even accessed yet. Their objective was very close. So close, so tempting, at the front heavy door. But Pinkie’s fast attacks with cupcakes and area attacks with her canon kept them at bay, till a crazed yellow mare surprised her by the rearguard.
Fluttershy sheltered herself between the confusion, rush and panic of the battlefield, she had calmly got from a shed an axe, just laid there as a superfluous item that nopony seemed to need ever. But with it, Fluttershy opened her way between revolving doors, and shut halls; through forgotten hallways and confusing pathways, you had to be used to that place to know the way, and fluttershy knew it well.
She wasn’t doing a bad job, her performance was excellent! Why the others couldn't see it?
Doubts and wonders tormented Fluttershy’s mind, never blame, never regret.
Daytime dreams, caused by her anger's fever, that no other pony had ever dreamt before.
In the middle of her way to Pinkie’s hall, she had a swarm of changelings beside her. Way too many, for they both alone, but not enough to cease their frontal siege against Pinkie.
Splinters blew up, time was being cutted by her axe.
When the last barricade to the kitchen, was splintered away by the middle with Fluttershy's axe, Pinkie’s expression was of ultimate surprise, the last surprise she would even have.
Her fast atacks deflected away many of her attackers between the changelings.
But flutershy wasn’t playing with them. She wasn’t helping them.
Fluttershy’s mentality wasn’t one of a swarm, of sacrifice for victory, of glory for their sovereign; hers was one of vengance.
She covered behind incoming changelings, getting each time closer, using the repeated designs of her new teammates, teammates that won't shout at her, or called her useless, or thought of her as a misfit, not friend yet, but more that useful fools, almost as good tools; to cut her distance closer. And when she had no more changelings to protect herself, and Pinkie’s cupcakes were baking yet. Fluttershy lift her axe to finish her pain. She had gone crazy, mad, out of her mind, and each hit with her axe was a fight for Pinkie's sanity, for her own welfare, to kill the pain... For a friend, and the madness, Fluttershy thought.
Time splitted Pinkie's lifetime away.
All over the room.
Now Fluttershy had access to pinkie’s cannon.
She easily blew up Rarity’s tower.
Sniper inside.
Jewels rained all over the place.
Rain was falling, like rhinestones from the sky.
Rarity was nowhere to be seen again, just a pink cloud to confirm her demise.
An early dusk over canterlot was everything her friend left behind.
A red sky, and a light rain.
Small crimson dots were her only remain.
“Where are you. Rarity? Rariiiityyyyyyyyyy!!” Her friend's Applejack shout, was the only sound she heard.
She was downstairs, holding away any changeling soldier brave enough to enter through that door.
But upstairs only a back fallen fluttershy stood.
The lower parts of the walls where yet there, even the base of the window where Rarity was sniping by.
“Pinkie, is tha' you? Rainbow Dash, Twilight? Anypony can answer me?” Applejack said in a desperately call for help.
But nopony called back.
“Well. At least Ah’m not alone with Fluttershy, That could just cause me problems” a restless, and exhausted Applejack said, bucking off any changeling that’d dared to even think to go through that door.
But fluttershy was no changeling. and she couldn’t stand such daring just below of her hooves.
Rarity’s sniping style was based on two methods; Heavy damage at long distance, slows but powerful attacks, enough to make the mind of anypony. going too near of her. to change; and a heavy and devastator close ranged attack.
A chainsaw.
It was there yet, in a corner of the previously known as the princess' quarters.
Magically fueled with Rarity’s own magic, but charged previously to call as an emergency item at any moment.
That was her last resort.
It never had anopportunity.
No against a challenging.
Fluttershy only wished for somepony telling her that she was doing a fine job. But with most of her friend's already gone that wasn't going to happen, at least now nopony would complain about their lack of courage again.
Fluttershy went downstair, clawing it through the walls, across the small space of the medieval spiral staircase.
The sound of her hooves on the stone was comforting, for both of them. Applejack thought that Rarity was alright, and in her way to help her out; for fluttershy was almost a heartwarming sound, the insults were about to end.
Her madness too, she thought; just briefly. Not for long enough to remember one step down later.
It wasn’t madness, it was justice
She thought.
Fluttershy was the justice. Her sacred mission had been successful for so long after all. Why if not by justice can somepony carry out through all that?
Justice, she thought once more, before shed a tear.
When her friend applejack saw her in a mix of surprise and terror; Justice, she thought.
When her friend applejack first bucked off in her direction; Justice was holding the chainsaw in front of her.
When she was cutting of the hooves of her friend; Justice, she heard inside her head.
When she cut off her body, and released the life out from the orange mare; Justice was her thought.
“Well, we ended all dead,” An unamusedTwilight spoke.
"This is how I disappear?" Asked a disappointed Rarity.
"tha didn’t have the sharpest live up there, Rarity. We're going to need a better plan next time!" A judicious Applejack answered to her.
"I don't love this game that much anymore" And angered Rainbow Dash commented.
“Well, I enjoyed a lot, I was like in a house of cupcakes, throwing cupcakes to all these mean changelings. But then I had some there and I didn't like them. Then they all rushed as a pack of timberwolves, and I shouted ‘Momaaaa!!!’ or something like that, but I was pressing buttons as fast as I could; that was kinda boring, I almost fell slept. It’s like play against a bunch of foals, I was a little disenchanted but then I run out of cupcakes and then I said my famous last words: ‘I’LL RETURN WITH MORE CUPCAKES NEXT TIME!”, and then at was all blood, and I was dead” Pinkie said. most probably because her voice was jarring and untuned .
“Pinkie, your mic was off! I’m just starting to hear you” Twilight said, and the rest agreed.
“Oh! What?!”
“For real pinkie. Well, the changelings won that one, we better win next time!” Applejack encoraged.
"yeeeehaaa-" Was heard form Rarity's channel, but was cut abruptly. Probably for herself, so nopony else commented on that.
“Ok then, but we need to wait. Anypony knows where Fluttershy went?” Twilight asked.
“She better comes back before this finish loading” Dash appealed.
“I- I’m sorry” A meek sounding apologie was heard by everyone. "I- I-"
"Fluttershy where were you went?" Twilight inquired.
“I- I was.. My chickens... and then I... I was looking for something to eat myself. It won’t happen again, I promise...” Fluttershy lied.
“Don’t worry Fluttershy, it wasn’t your fault. We all know you have animals to attend over there, just...” Twilight was awkwardly recommending before being cut by Rarity.
“Say something before just leave, darling. It’s not polite to just walk away from a match like this” Rarity corrected.
“Yeah, fine, just keep yahr teamwork, ponies. Changelings are always swarming, they should be easy to herd to a killzone."
“UUuhh!!! I see a halo in my head”
“That’s because you’re dead pinkie” Rainbow Dash commented rolling her eyes to her monitor in home, and adjusting her microphone in her head while waithing for the next round she said:
“We have to wait for the respawn. Hey! wait! FLUTTERSHY ISN’T DEAD!!! the scoreboard says she killed us all!!!”
