To Fluttershy they were just messing with business that was not meant to be messed with. Of course as soon as she saw Pinkie and Twilight in her garden she was instantly suspicious of her. Twilight was always the one to investigate things when she had inkling in the back of her mind. Though, she didn’t think it would go as far as having to hurt Pinkie.
“I’m not that person anymore…” she whispered in her shy calm voice, though she knew Poison Rose would disagree with that. So Fluttershy decided to talk to her sister about it, she walked up to what she thought was a mirror but was a frozen puddle. She loomed over it and squinted her eyes into the reflection of herself. Then as soon as she started looking she found what she was looking for. Her sister.
“It’s good to see you again… Poison Rose…” Fluttershy said looking away awkwardly. Her sister grinned at her, a grin that would have broken a ponies mouth it was so wide. Fluttershy looked back up to Poison Rose and finally took in what had wanted her not to talk to her sister again. For what she saw was the sparkling eyes of Pinkie Pie. Only her sparkling eyes, in her reflection she saw what looked like herself, before she had sacrificed Pinkie she would see past self. The self that had her eyes ripped out leaving nothing but those endless black orbs you could lose yourself in and the ever changing cutie
mark that shimmered in and out of existence changing every time is shimmered.
Though this time when she saw her now grinning sister Pinkie’s eyes seemed to be forcefully pushed into her empty socket leaving Pinkie’s died blood coating the rim of Poison Rose’s once empty sockets.
“Do not be afraid of me dear, I am you after all” Poison Rose seemed to coo. Fluttershy gasped and shook her head frantically as one of her flashbacks came back:
It was another warm day outside and Fluttershy could hear filly’s playing outside, running around at their full speed gallop. Though where she was there was no warmth, no sunshine. The only thing that even remotely near light was the dim light of an uncovered bulb losing its light and flickering on and off… Fluttershy didn’t know what the bulb looked like, or how much light it was giving up. She had her eyes pulled out a while ago, so far back she can’t remember why they did that to her. Though today would be the day she finally gets them back. She sat in the cold dark huddled to the wall listening to the room next to hers conversation.
“I’m sorry sir, it seems as though your regenerating serum didn’t work after all” said somepony. A banging noise came as Director slammed his hooves on the table making Fluttershy gasp in fear. No, she reminded herself that fear would just be used against her in here so she put a straight face on and carried on listening.
“That’s it; get me that pony that survived my eyeball removal… Poison Rose is I'm not mistaken” Director said plainly. Fluttershy gasped, this time her fear showed on her face and she curled in a ball against the wall. She thought she would be getting eyes for good behaviour but it turns out that they will be using her again. She waited for them to arrive, and in a
matter of fact they did. She stood up and waited for them to escort her to her doom.
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The room she walked in clicked and tapped against her hooves meaning that it was probably some smooth and shiny surface. The heat from so many lamp touched Fluttershy’s fur making her smile slightly to herself. The two ponies on either side of her stopped her and moved her slowly and specifically so that she wouldn’t fall. They moved her into the position of lying down. The thing they had placed her down on was cold against her touch but something else was on the cold table that made her feel extremely uneasy.
Trying to move her hoof she managed to pick up a small bit of liquid that was on the table. Before they strapped her down she brought her hoof to her face and took a small sniff of the slimy liquid on her. The smell revolted her and she instantly regretted that thing she had just touched. It smelt like dried blood but had the texture of goo, was this blood mixed with that serum they were talking about? Fluttershy didn’t know and she didn’t want to know. Sometimes they did nice passive experiments on her that were just her cutie mark changing but this was just too far for her. She started thrashing about and screaming, the guards by the door ran to her and put restraints on her. As well as that the ‘doctors’ didn’t want to listen to her in case one of them wanted to stop the experiment so director ordered that she be gagged.
Fluttershy felt tears well up around the brim of her empty holes and felt them roll back into her skull sending a cold chill through her skull. It sounded like a pony was walking up to her and she was trying to mumble words to leave her alone. The pony whispered a small apology before injecting a large needle deep into Fluttershy’s main artery in her neck. Squealing and screaming Fluttershy thrashed as hard as she could, but the needle was in so deeply that she couldn’t get it out of her. The pain of that one needle was like being stung thousands of time in the same spot, they must have put something on the needle itself to make it go smoother into her tattered unwashed fur. Slowly Fluttershy’s attempts to escape were cut short when she felt some lumpy objects mixed with a sort of burning liquid enter her system. Those lumpy objects stayed the ways they were foe a few seconds before they too dissolved into the blood stream of the scared and whimpering pony.
“She’s not convulsing yet!!” a female pony with a strong Germaney accent spoke up, it sounded as though she was moving forwards to examine Fluttershy. “Her stats are also normal…” she exclaimed in disbelief. But their hopes for the serum slowly faded as Fluttershy suddenly felt her entire top layer of skin and fur burn with the desire of being scratched. She jerked and twitched, she wasn’t able to satisfy her needs of scratching herself because she was tied down so the ponies around her watched in curiosity at her odd movements.
That annoying scratching feeling soon got more severe causing Fluttershy’s movements to increase in ferocity as she almost started to spasm.
“She’s acting like the last one!!” somepony panicked but another shushed her and they carried on watching. Fluttershy’s head tilted sideways and her back arched off of the table. She screamed as if they were torturing her slowly and painfully.
Though what was happening to Fluttershy was a lot more painful.
‘I can feel each cell being ripped apart’ she screamed in her head.
From the other ponies point of view they saw something and knew they shouldn’t have tried to alter pony beings. For what they saw was Fluttershy’s skin slowly peeling off and landing in chunks on the floor. They left her skin piece by piece and clumped together on the cold metallic floor. Ponies that couldn’t keep their food down rushed out of the room as Fluttershy’s muscle was clearly in view. Even when that was in sight it as well started to slowly dissipate and fall like leaves floating to the ground and becoming one with the rest of Fluttershy’s now gone skin.
Fluttershy felt as though she was being burned all over. Not the normal kind of singe either, she felt as though she was in the centre of a blue sun while explosions were going inside her body. Every little being of her stung and screamed; Fluttershy wished they could just kill her and it would all be over. Of course every pony was too disgusted to come anywhere near her. For now even her muscle was gone and she looked like someone was controlling a fake skeleton in the middle of the room with strings. They knew that it wasn’t even if they wished it was.
Even now her bones was starting to dissolve into dust and Fluttershy was starting to numb, her screaming subsided as the nerves disappeared and she just lay there completely silent. Something bad must have happened to her.
“Sir-” said the guard walking up to Fluttershy. Director hushed him before dodging the piles of flesh and making his way to Fluttershy. He examined her and before he could look any further into what had just happened every piece of Fluttershy started pulsing a sickly green. Director backed away with the rest of his fellow ponies and they watched in anticipation at what was happening. Every piece glowed and pulsed at they floated in the air. The dust that was once Fluttershy’s bone fitted back together and made out her body shape again. Her muscle and organs started forming together in the air and went to fit back into place where they should be in her body.
Slowly, piece by piece she started coming back together, and when the time came that she was back to her normal self before she fell apart something amazing happened to herself. Something white bubbled in her sockets; it hissed and looked more like many blisters were forming in the depths of her eye rather than a bubbling wrath of stew that would soon form something.
‘What is this feeling…?’ Fluttershy though as she slowly groaned and rolled off the table to stand as she normally would. Something that felt like a warm liquid… something like warm milk felt as though it was growing in her empty eyes. She blinked not even know what that would do and carried on waiting for something to happen. The liquid in her sockets started to go into a more solid shape and when she thought it was all over, one in each socket something sharp stabbed into her brain. Wincing and screaming in pain she fell backwards and squeezed her eye lids shut.
Though when she opened them everything was blurry, and after some time… she could see again.
“Wh-what’s going on…?” she asked quietly, no one said a word. The Director on the other hand grinned at Fluttershy and walked out of the room muttering something happily to him. It sounded like ‘it worked… it actually worked!!’
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They took Fluttershy back to her cage and locked her in there until the Director got over his overly happy stage.
“How can I see??” Fluttershy said a loud to herself.
“Because I died and you came back” something in the back of her mind whispered. It was very quiet and almost inaudible; Fluttershy instantly stopped talking to herself and spun around.
“Wh…who’s there…?” Fluttershy asked timidly as she glanced behind herself and started edging against the wall.
“There’s no use trying to run… I'm inside you” the voice whispered, it didn’t sound like a normal whisper when you lower your voice to a hushed tone. No, this one sounded like wisps in the wind. It sounded as though they were there and then at the same time they aren’t. Fluttershy listened as the thing inside her started to explain.
“I was the original you. I am the you with a changing cutie mark and ripped out eyes. I am the one who was tortured and the one who went through the transformation… but to make it simple, why don’t you just call me sister or Poison Rose.” Fluttershy nodded and the two of them started talking. Later on they realised that Poison Rose couldn’t be with Fluttershy all the time and they both agreed on meeting when the reflections meet… e.g. a mirror.
Fluttershy came out of her long déjà vu moment and clutched her head under her hooves for ages whimpering. The only thing she hated in this world, truly hated and despised that no one… not even her sister knew about was that she hated being the number two: the clone of Poison Rose the one that follows orders from her superior.
For once in her life Fluttershy started thinking about committing suicide herself.