Aura Blades

by Kris The Kris


Chapter 0: The Convention

--Over one thousand Years ago--

The sun was shining in Georgia as two female cosplayers stepped out of their hotel rooms, both ready for DragonCon.

One was dressed in purple armor and had a white wig. She was also rubbing her eyes. “Stupid contacts itch.” She bemoaned, walking down the hallway to the elevator on shaky feet….mostly because she was wearing high heels for her cosplay.

The other was dressed in blue armor and had a blond wig. She was trying to fix her cape. “Stupid cape…” She grumbled, slowly trudging to the hallway. Her cape had came off of her costume and she was in the middle of fixing it.

The one in the white wig noticed the caped one and almost immediately spoke up. “Catwolf? That you?”

The caped one stopped and look in the direction of the one with the white wig. “Kris?”

Kris gasped slightly before running over and hugging Catwolf, practically falling over due to the heels. “It’s good to finally meet you in person~ Now we can have a pokemon battle!” She grinned, showing off a slightly overgrown canine tooth.

Catwolf chuckled slightly when Kris hugged her. “And to think, it only took what? A few years?” She grinned back.

“About six or seven, but that’s not important right now!” Kris stood up dramatically, though the image was ruined by her shaking legs. “We have to bond over the ancient female tradition of shopping!”

There was a ding as the elevator opened at the moment.

“See? The elevator agrees with me~”

“Then let’s go then~”

Kris charged onto the elevator, tripping at the last second, her face slamming onto the floor of the elevator. “...I’m okay! No one saw that!”

“I did.” Some smart ass down the hall spoke up.

“No one saw that!”

“Saw what?” Cat hummed slightly, stepping into the elevator and moving to help her friend up.

Kris got up with Cat’s help, before leaning against the wall and holding her head. “I think my wig came loose.”

“Want me to try to fix it for you?” Cat questioned.

“I think I can get it.” Kris muttered as she started messing around with it. She seemed to have it somewhat fixed when the elevator doors opened up. “To Dragon-Con! Away!”

“Try not to run this time. You might end up falling on your face…again,” Cat chuckled.

“I’m not running.” She muttered under her breath as she slowly walked out, deciding to ignore the last word she said.

Cat simply shook her head at her friend and slowly followed behind her, going back to messing with her cape. Soon, they came to the Convention center, which was overflowing with people and cosplayers.

Kris just stared, feeling a bit self conscious and moving closer to Cat. “I should have finished my scythe…”

Cat huffed slightly. “I shouldn't had left my sword in my suitcase. Otherwise, it wouldn't have snapped in half…”

Kris gulped, gripping her lanyard slightly. “Wellllll, let’s go on in then.” She took a few tentative steps forward with Cat, wanting to stay close to her best friend.

There was one thing that not many people knew about Kris and that was that she really didn’t like to be touched unless she engaged it or the person was someone she absolutely trusted.

Being at something as crowded as Dragon-Con, she was a rather nervous wreck as the two moved through the crowd. So much so that half way through the crowd, she grabbed Cat’s hand.

Cat didn’t stop Kris from grabbing her hand, understanding the female was most likely nervous. She just quietly hum slightly and looked around, taking a look around towards the people in the crowd. Unlike Kris, the female didn’t mind being around such a large number of people. She just hoped she didn’t catch the dreaded ‘Con Flu’.

“There’s the Vendor Hall!” Kris whispered, pointing toward a big banner. “Let’s go there before all the good stuff get’s bought.”

“I wonder what they have,” Cat murmured quietly, wondering what types of things would be sold.

Kris started moving over to the doors with Cat, already peeking in when people left. “Probably lots of fantasy and sci-fi stuff. And maybe some pony stuff as well.”

“Ohh~ Fantasy stuff~” Cat cooed, peeking inside as well. “I need more fantasy stuff~”

“And new weapons.” Kris muttered as they entered. They were faced with an explosion of people, a lot of them cosplaying, and lots of tables and booths selling various items. “Let us engage the tradition.” She whispered loudly, smiling.

“The ancient female tradition of shopping?” Cat grinned in response to Kris, who nodded in response.

“Forward march!” She whispered again, moving forward towards the first booth.

Cat simply nodded and followed close behind her friend with a grin still plastered on her face. Soon, the two were on a whirlwind adventure of looking at items and taking pictures of other cosplayers, Cat getting in more pictures than Kris.

Not that Kris minded. She was aware that Flynn, the character Cat was cosplaying as, was far more popular than a character that could be made on a free to play game.

Eventually, they had looked at all the booths except one, which was being manned by an old man. Kris ignored the bad feeling she was getting in exchange for drooling over the various weapons he was selling. “Caaaaat. That guy has sharp things, well, except they really aren't sharp.”

“Are the sharp things shiny?” Cat questioned, poking her head over Kris’ shoulder to look at the weapons being sold.

“Yas!” Kris started moving over to the booth to look at all the weapons, especially the scythes. “They’re on salllle!”

“Shiny, sharp things on sale!? Oooooooohhhh~” Cat cooed and quickly moved towards the booth as well, eying the swords.

Kris was immediately drawn to a huge scythe that was, in her opinion, absolutely beautiful. It’s shaft was covered by purple ribbon while it’s pommel was a brilliant blue gem. The blade itself? It looked like the Brotherhood blade from Final Fantasy ten, only made for a scythe. “Oooooh.”

Cat found herself eying a sword that reminded her something she would see Flynn using. The hilt of the sword was white. The white from the hilt seem to travel along the edges of the blade giving it appearance that it was highlighted with the color. The blade itself was entirely blue and didn’t seem to special.

Kris checked the tag for the scythe and took out the 60 dollars needed out of belt pouch while grabbing the surprisingly light weapon. “Let’s pay for it together, Cat~”

Cat grabbed the sword after noting that the blade also cost 60 dollars and pulled out the money needed. At what Kris said, she smiled warmly. “Ok~”

Kris tossed the money over at the same time as Cat, the old man chuckling. “I hope you two enjoy~ the ride.”

“Huh?” Kris blinked, thinking she heard him say something at the end. She shook her head in confusion and walked away from the booth with Cat. “Come on, let’s go explore the-”

They both suddenly started to feel light headed and nauseous. if they paid attention, they would have noticed other cosplayers collapsing.

“C-cat?” Kris gasped out, leaning on her newly bought weapon, looking over to her friend.

“K-K-Kris…” Cat groaned softly and fell onto the floor.

Kris followed Cat to the ground, everything whiting out.

All they heard was that old man’s chuckle.


Kris gave a low moan, somewhat coming to consciousness. She tried to roll over, thinking she was just in bed and what had just happened was just a dream.

That was sorely broken when she jumped up in pain, having cut her arm on the scythe she had bought...only now it was significantly more deadly with an actual blade.

Kris held where her arm was cut before she realized something. “Why am I out in a field?” She asked, looking around at the small field. She also noticed the man unconscious next to her.

She moved over and started poking his back. “Um, excuse me? Sir?”

The man gave a low groan and slowly opened his eyes. “Urgh...sir?” he murmured slightly and lifted his head up to look in the direction of Kris. “Who are you calling a sir?”

She immediately recognized the man. After all, Cat talked about him a lot. “Y-you’re Flynn!” She cried out in surprise. “What the hell!”

“Flynn?” the man, that Kris identified as Flynn, cocked a brow at what the female said. “Did you hit your head or something? I’m not Flynn.”

“C-cat?” She questioned, fear slowly growing in the pit of her stomach.

“No. Santa Claus. Of course, it’s me!” Flynn grumbled slightly. “....Wait..why does my voice sound weird?”

“...I think that’s because you’re a guy now.” Kris suggested, standing up.

Cat look to Kris then look down to ‘herself’. The ‘female’ stood up and started to pat ‘herself’. The ‘female’ eyes slowly widened before ‘she’ suddenly scream. “Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-!”

“Gyeh!” Kris moved back in surprise, tripping over her scythe and falling on her rum.

Then the pink ice fairy showed up. “Pecila, are you okay?” She asked with a light voice, looking to Kris.

Needless to say, Kris started screaming as well, though not in fear…

-oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” Cat was still screaming at realization that ‘she’ was now a guy.

CUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” Kris was hugging the little pink girl so hard her face was turning blue.

-oooooooooooo!” Cat coughed loudly. “Ow..screaming hurts..” He grumbled lowly before looking in the direction of Kris. “Uhh?”

Kris dropped the girl and pranced over to Cat, whispering to him. “That’s Merrilee! You know that this means?”

“Nope,” Cat answered bluntly. “Not in the slightest.”

She huffed slightly, Merrilee trying to catch her breath. “It means I’m an actual Envoy of Gaia! I might have powers!”

“......Soooo, you’re implying that we are currently the character we are cosplaying as?” Cat blinked a few times.

Kris nodded. “See if you can do Demon Fang!”

Cat nodded and stood up, grabbing his sword. He inhaled slightly and closed his eyes. He felt the energy inside him started to build up as he tighten his grip on the hilt of the blade. He reopened his eyes and with a cry shouted

“Demon Fang!” A green projectile soared out of the blade and shot towards the direction that Cat was facing. Cat’s eyes sparkled at the sight of this.

Kris stepped back to watch, the adrenaline dropping slightly as she actually started to think. All that thinking vanished when she saw the demon fang. “So awesome…..” She gaped.

“Sweeeeeeet~” Cat grinned slightly and started to bounce around in joy. Kris soon joined him. Of course, Merrilee joined in the bouncing of joy.

Soon, the excitement died down and they were left awkwardly standing in the field. Even the newcomer Eidolon wasn't saying anything.

Kris broke the silence with one question. “So, where do you think we are?”

“A field?” Cat answered with a tiny snort.

Kris sighed. “Hey Merrilee, can you fly around a little bit and see if you can see any civilization? I wanna talk with my friend alone.”

Merrilee saluted before flying up and away.

“Cat, if we aren't on Earth anymore, we should probably go by our character’s names instead of our real ones.” Kris spoke up.

“I would disagree but seeing as I am kinda of a guy now, I guess that’s a good choice,” Cat nodded slightly.

“So from now on, call me Pecila and you’ll be Flynn.” Kris, now Pecila clarified.

“Right,” Cat, now Flynn nodded.

Pecila walked over to her scythe, picking it up and attaching it to her back. “Anyways, we should probably get walking. Don’t know how long we have till sunset.”

“And god knows what creatures wander around here,” Flynn replied, placing his sword in its sheath on his hip.

Pecila started walking towards the trees, looking around as they moved. “Though, this place is pretty beautiful.” She muttered, referencing just how bright everything was.

“Looks can be deceiving,” Flynn simply replied, glancing around the area while occasionally looking in the direction they were heading to.

After a few minutes of walking, they reached the edge of the forest, though it looked a little foreboding.

That’s when Pecila brought up something. “How am I walking so well on high heels now?”

“That’s a pretty good question…” Flynn muttered. “....And how am I good at using a sword?”

Pecila was about to suggest something when Merrilee came charging back. “Pecila! Pecila’s friend! Come quick! Someone’s in danger!”

Pecila went serious, along with Flynn. “Lead the way.”

Flynn shifted his hand onto the hilt of his sword, waiting for Merrilee to lead them.

Soon, they were charging through the forest, following the pink Eidolon. They started to hear the screams of fear and broke into a clearing...where a Manticore was pacing around a shivering tree.

“Leave the guy or girl alone!” Pecila yelled out, taking out her scythe. The beast looked over to the intruders.

“Or it..if it doesn't have a gender,” Flynn spoked, pulling out his sword.

“Whatever.” Pecila swung her scythe around, releasing four black energy balls that slammed into it’s face.

It growled lowly, shaking it’s head. Flynn move towards the beast, stopping when he was a few feet from it. He swung his sword and yelled out ‘Demon Fang’, releasing the projectile towards the beast’s legs.

It roared in pain, even more so when Merrilee started pelting it’s hide with ice arrows. The manticore opened it’s eyes slightly before starting to flee.

“...Well, that was easy.” Pecila muttered, putting her scythe up. “Seemed famil….iarrrrr…...” She froze as she saw the person, no, pegasus that they saved glide down from the tree. The pegasus was white with blond, poofy hair with a trio of purple balloons on her flanks.

“Thanks for the help~” The pegasus spoke up, approaching the shell shocked girl. “I thought that Manticore was going to eat all my pies! That would have just been terrible.”

Flynn jaw dropped, staring at the pegasus. He immediately shook his head a few times and forced a smile on his face. “Ah, you’re welcome,” he spoked, moving over to Pecila. “It’s the least we can do.”

“Yeah. Um….give us a minute.” Pecila dragged Flynn away a little bit, not noticing Merrilee floating over to talk to the pegasus. “Sooooo…..we’re in Equestria now….probably pretty far in the past….”

“How far are we talking? Weeks? Months? Years? Decades? Centuries?” Flynn questioned.

“Probably the last one…” Pecila sweat-dropped. “...Wanna try and change the future?”

“......Eh...we got nothing better to do,” Flynn shrugs. “So might as well.”

“Let’s do it then.” Pecila smiled. “We’ll be the best heroes ever!”


~~~~Present Day~~~~

Pecila sweat-dropped as she remembered her immortal words that would cause a lot of pain for them.