• Published 14th Jul 2015
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A man meets a blue horse. He ignores the horse and is by consequence teleported to Equestria. He dies shortly after

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Ice.

Ice everywhere.

It got boring very quickly, the ice did.

Derek found this out very quickly.

One moment he was out for a relaxing jog, and the next he was stranded in the frozen tundra, snow whipping past him, pelting his face like tiny bullets.

Derek was cold. He had gone out into the rain wearing a coat, yes, but it was a light raincoat.

Derek slowly fell to his knees. The snow overtook him.

Derek's breathing became shallow. His eyes darted around. His heart pumped ever faster with each passing moment.

His attention finally came to rest on a pair of glowing blue lights in the distance. They were moving, and they were at least twenty feet high in the air. As the lights got closer and closer, Derek could make out a dark, hulking mass in the wind and snow. The lights became obvious eyes to what was a gigantic, humanoid beast made of ice. On its shoulder rested another creature, this one small and furry.

Derek quickly recognized it as similar to the midnight blue one from before, only this one seemed a bit smaller, with a softer overall shape and electric blue mane.

Finally, the golem stopped about ten meters from Derek. It showed no sign of intelligence, and simply stared onwards, into the blizzard surrounding them.

The pony stared down at Derek for a spell before opening its mouth to speak, but a grunt from the golem diverted its attention.

Derek was weak from the cold, but still turned to see what the golem was looking at.

It was a snow demon. About as tall as the golem, but made of ice-blue flesh. The demons's eyes radiated with light as it pointed a finger at the golem. A beam of energy shot out, boring through the beast of ice and felling it. As the golem fell, so did the pony on its shoulder. With a stroke of bad luck, the pony landed on a chunk of particularly hard ice rather than in the snow.

Derek heard the sound of bones snapping. He winced.

Moments later, a second beam of energy hit Derek. Derek fell to the ground, dead.

Poor Derek.