Midwinter. A time where everypony stayed inside, due to the cold weather and heavy snowstorms.
All, that is, except one. A lone figure stood on a hill, letting the frosty wind rush around the icy growths on her face. Her face itself was obscured, but her blue, icy mane, still possessing a few pink streaks, blew in the wind, giving a hint to her former identity. Her flank bore only the faintest trace of three butterflies; all that was left of her Cutie Mark.
Her deep gray fur was marred with Icy growths-especially her right wing, which was completely covered with ice.
It had been so long since she had been in Ponyville...
She remembered that fateful day that she had to leave, and the events that had led up to her creation.
The memories of how she became like this rushed into her mind.
“Oh Angel bunny, where are you?” Fluttershy asked, looking around. “It’s time to go back home...”
To her shock, no answer greeted her. It was hardly surprising- Angel had probably gotten lost in this chilly, mazelike cavern Fluttershy was visiting to release her Ursaring, but still.
A low moan caught her attention. She squeaked in shock and looked around wildly, only to see a fiery missile come rushing from the sky and crash into the ground. Cautiously, she looked out from behind the tree, and gasped; in front of her was a huge dragon, covered in ice...
Kyurem grunted as it make contact with the ground.
It had been having a bad week, what with it being fused with Reshiram, and then being pounded into the ground by a Shiny Stoutland, of all beings. On top of all that, Keldeo had accidentally destroyed the Giant Chasm again.
Needing to escape the ruckus, Kyurem had decided to open a portal to Equestria and visit the only being that had ever shown it compassion; after Reshiram and Zekrom had been forcefully separated from it, the Princess of the Moon had nursed it back to health and helped it through the pain and loss.
Unfortunately, Kyurem had forgotten one key fact: the last time it had opened a portal, it had had Luna stabilize it. Now, without Luna, the ride was a lot more bumpy, and was much more dangerous- Kyurem’s right wing tip was shaved off as it flew through.
This, combined with the stress it had went through the past week, caused Kyurem to slip into blissful oblivion, only coming to when it hit the ground.
Fluttershy looked at the dragon fearfully, wondering when it would wake up and try to eat her. Suddenly, she noticed a huge, bloody mess covering the dragon’s mangled right wing.
All of Fluttershy’s fear disappeared in an instant; while she was scared of dragons, this dragon was still an animal, and it was badly wounded too. And Fluttershy, no matter what, would always take care of a wounded animal, even if it was a dragon.
Walking up to it, she assessed the damage: a horribly mangled right wing, and two odd, curious spikes impaling the upper arms, which were causing it a lot of pain. Deciding the easiest course of action would be to remove the spikes, Fluttershy tugged at the nearest one and got it loose.
“HRHAAAAHH!!!!” The dragon roared. Fluttershy “Eep”ed and stepped backwards a bit.
“Uh,” Fluttershy began, “E-excuse me sir, but I-I was just wondering if you could relax so I can remove those spikes in your arm? They look horribly painful.” Much to her surprise, the dragon complied. Fluttershy bit down on a spike and yanked it out, wincing at the dragon’s cry of pain. She looked down at the spike and blinked; it didn’t look like any spike she’d ever seen.
For one thing, it was about five inches long, and a dark grey, with a white stripe in the middle, and a yellow handle on the top-
Wait, was it humming?
Fluttershy cautiously looked closer. It was indeed humming. It was also beginning to glow...
Her train of thought was violently derailed when it flashed, and pulsed with light.
Suddenly, the spike erupted and shot waves of energy into the Dragon. The ice coating its wings shattered, and it fired a jet of Energy at Fluttershy. Fluttershy tried to escape, but to no avail; the energy-ribbons were too strong.
Vainly, she pressed the button on the spike. The spike flashed once, and redirected the energy the dragon had fired; however, both of them were caught in the backlash.
Both Fluttershy and Kyurem screamed as they were transformed into energy. It hurt... a LOT. Said energy then shot towards each other and combined, creating a grey-and-yellow miasma. It proceeded to flash and transform into a draconic pony with Icy accents. Said pony was also screaming her lungs out. After a few seconds of this, she fainted.
“Uunngh...”
Flashes of light, the horrible pain of being split 3 ways-
The feeling of falling, and landing on a group of butterflies-
Thoughts muddled together in the mare’s head as she blinked, rubbing her head.
"Wh-what-was-that? Kyuu?" She moaned. "And what Happened to me? Kyyuuuraaaa??!"
Then the memories came back, and she screamed in pain.
Who WAS she?
And what had HAPPENED to her?
Groggily, she stood up, confused. She needed to find out who she was, and where she was from, as soon as possible.
AFTER she had a snack, of course...
She finally knew.
She was both Kyurem and Fluttershy, and neither of them; she had their memories and powers, (As well as Kyurem's Ice/Dragon abilities), but she was her own pony. And no pony would ever change that. Ever.
"It's been a long time, Ponyville..." Kyurshy began, frost forming on her breath. "I've missed you greatly. I wonder how Fluttershy's friends are doing?..."
Kyurshy spread her wings- wondering how in Arceus's name Fluttershy had hated flying- and lofted herself into the air.
Everypony is in for a wicked surprise, Kyurshy thought, spiraling down towards Ponyville.
