Heart to Heart
Chapter 83: Heart to Heart
(Canterlot City General Hospital)
So this was the hospital? It’s… a lot bigger than what he expected.
Flash only saw the inside of a hospital through movies and they always portrayed it as a busy place with lots of wounded and ill. But then again those were action flicks so it was natural for everything to look busy.
The actual hospital however seemed tamed in comparison. There were people waiting in line for some reason, nurses and doctors mulling about helping those in wheelchairs and stretchers. The smell of the place reeked of medicine and alcohol. And not in a good way either. It was enough to make him feel slightly nauseous.
As for what he was doing here? Well… as you can probably imagine, his little meeting with dear old dad didn’t exactly pan out the way he imagined. The guy blatantly lied to his face, refusing to tell him about the whole checkup thing.
What kind of secret would his old man keep from his own son?
And no, he wasn’t buying in on that whole family heart disease thing. Not by a long shot.
So if Edmund wasn’t going to say anything, and dad refusing to give him a straight answer, the boy thought it was best to go to another source. Someone that not even dad would figure out.
Dr. Flatline.
That name still didn’t feel right for a doctor, but Flash was out of options. He was going to get to the bottom of this mystery even if it kills him.
Though that seemed a lot more difficult than you’d imagine.
Apparently, you can’t exactly ask to meet a doctor straight away from the reception desk like people did in movies. That doesn’t happen when there’s an actual emergency – or unless you’re a cop. Apparently these doctors can be very busy with their schedules and can only meet if you have an appointment. Yeah… who woulda thunk?
He could bribe the receptionist. But that would only leave a paper trail. Wouldn’t want dad knowing he was here.
The door where the doctors go through was also closely guarded. There’s no way an ordinary person like would be able to get pass. Not unless you were a patient, or a staff member.
He could break his leg again just to go through…
Thankfully however, luck has decided to give him a less painful solution.
“Ow!” A woman came up and smacked her face right on his chest. “Excuse me. I’m a little… Flash?”
“Rarity?” He recognized the girl instantly. If it wasn’t for the hair or the strong perfume, then the gaudy outfit she wore which made her stand out in the crowd. “What are you doing here?”
“I could be asking you the same thing.” She begrudgingly answered looking like someone stepped on her toes just now. “A hospital is hardly the place to meet your friends. I thought someone of your pedigree wouldn’t have to come to a place like this on the weekend.” She wasn’t wrong there. But she didn’t need to know that.
“I’m just visiting.” He shrugged. “Are you here to see the doctor or…?”
“And why in the world would you want to know?” Whoa, someone’s snappy today. Rarity must’ve realized how blatantly rude that was too because her expression changed immediately from anger to embarrassed to downright apologetic. “I’m… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you like that. It’s this splitting headache I’ve been feeling since the other day and it has got me a bit… agitated.”
“That’s one way of saying it. What happened?”
“I wished I knew. But I cannot, for the life of me, remember” Rarity groaned. “All I know is that I woke up with this nagging ache in my head and it’s been bothering me for a while now. Not to mention how it’s been affecting my work.”
“Sounds like you got it rough.”
“My parents say that it may be stress, which is nonsense. I’ve been dealing with peer pressure my whole life. A little bit of extra work never bothered me. Though… I have been dealing with a lot of things lately. Especially with Fluttershy’s recent stunt with her…” She paused to eye him wearily. “Ugh… never mind. I just came to the hospital to get a medical checkup just to be sure. At the very least he’ll be able to relieve me of this aching head.”
“Ouch. Sounds like a pain.”
“Yes. And you’re partly the problem.”
“What was that?”
“Nothing dear. Just muttering to myself.” She turned away. “Anywho, I’m just waiting for the result of my checkup. Hopefully they’ll prescribe with me something and I can get back to designing new clothes for the Spring lineup.” Even after everything she’s gone through she’s still focusing on her fashion career. Flash couldn’t help but be a little envious.
“Wait…” A thought came to mind. “Does that mean you get to go through that door?”
Rarity blinked, eyeing said door, which was closely guarded by security. “That’s where the doctors receive their patients, so yes. Why?”
Flash wasn’t quite sure if it was pure coincidence or fate, but he certainly wasn’t going to let an opportunity slip by. “Uh… so listen. This might sound like a strange request. But… would it be possible if I came with you?”
Rarity raised a suspicious brow. “I… suppose so. But why would you want to go there?”
“I can’t really explain. It’s sort of… personal.”
“Flash. You do realize that this is a hospital, right? Not some playground for you to fool around in.”
“Of course! Absolutely. It’s just that… I need to see someone back there. Urgently.” She didn’t seem convinced though. “Please Rare. For me? Just this once?” He put his hands together in plea.
The fashionista took a moment to weigh the cost-benefit statistic in her head. Her eyes went lazy for a second before finally answering. “Ugh… very well. But only because you’re a friend.”
“Yes! Thanks Rarity. I owe you big time.”
She sighed. “If only you knew.”
(House by the hill)
“I knew it!” Twilight shouted in cheer, holding one of her many scanning devices in her hand. “I was right. The magic handshake really was the catalyst.”
“Yes Twi. We know that.” Applejack retorted. “That was kind of a no-brainer. But can we first focus on Fluttershy here? As much as I like this new Bunnyshy here, I don’t think she much likes being a little furry carrot loving critter.” The said bunny nodded heavily in agreement.
Right of course. First thing first.
“That’s the whole point of my research.” She excused. “But it’s more than that. I first thought that the magic changed in our geode. But that’s not the case.” The gang gave her a funny look which prompted her to explain. “You all know that our Equestrian Magic comes directly from our geodes, right? Well… this new magic, let’s call it Flash-Magic for a lack of better term, is actually coming from inside of us.”
“Hold up. Are you saying that we… all of us… have magic?”
“Exactly! It’s a mixture of Equestrian Magic and Yaztec Magic, blended perfectly inside our bodies. It’s actually quite remarkable.”
“Not the word I’d use.”
“Of course. But that’s the good part.” Twilight added. “Now that I know that the magic is bound not to our geodes, but to us. I may know a way to control it.”
“Really?” Fluttershy’s eyes shined with hope.
“Yes. Now Fluttershy. Try using your magic. Don’t think too hard on it. Just imagine that you’re using your powers. Nothing stressful.”
The little bunny grunted and groaned, which looked quite adorable from close up. But despite her best effort, it failed to garner a reaction.
“It’s not working.”
Odd. She was sure it would work. “Hmm… maybe we need something to create a focal point.”
“Or~~” Pinkie interjected, bouncing on the floor which she turned into her own personal trampoline. “Maybe she just needs a little bounce in her life. Try bouncing like the bunny that you are! Maybe that’ll help. And it’s a lot of fun~~~”
“That’s not helping Pinkie. And please stop doing that. We don’t know the full effects of your new powers yet. You can’t just go playing around with it.”
“Aww… boo. But I like my new powers.”
“Speak for yourself.” Rainbow Dash scoffed, sitting on top of the chair trying to avoid the ground after having been electrocuted several times already. “At least you’re not getting static all over your body. I can’t touch anything around here without getting zapped! Not my bike, not my phone, I can’t even touch the remote or the TV! How am I supposed to watch the big game next week if I break every electronic around me!”
“One step at a time, sugar cube.” Applejack reassured her. “Let’s deal with Fluttershy’s problem first, then we’ll come back to ya. Right Twi?”
“Yeah. Sure. Of course.” Twilight acknowledged it but kept her gaze fixed on the bunny. “Alright Fluttershy. Let’s try this again. Try to use your magic. Just like how you’d use your geode. It’s all about concentration and focus.”
The little pink bunny followed and tried real hard to focus. And then suddenly they got a reaction. Her body began to glow, leaking the same magical powers as the rest of them.
“S… something’s happening.” Applejack and the rest of the gang stepped back sensing impending danger from the little furry gal.
And something did happen. An explosion… of sort. And then a purr?
“Fluttershy?”
“I’m here… meow.”
A… cat?
Twilight flicked her glasses, noticing that her friend had turned from one furry creature to another.
But… why a cat?
… unless…
“Kaak!”
“Fluttershy? What’s wrong?” The pink cat answered, spitting a chunk of hair out of her mouth. “Oh… that.”
“Try it again.”
“O… ok. Hmmmph!” Fluttershy gritted again, and her body glowed. She ‘blew’ up in a puff of smoke later turning into something larger.
“Oh… wow.”
“What? What happened? What did I turn int-mooooo!?”
A cow. She turned into a cow… literally. Her whole body morphed from a pint sized animal to a bovine. The change was so quick and sudden that the chair where she sat broke. Sunset wasn’t going to like that.
“Oh my gosh! You turned into something more awesome!” Pinkie squealed as she quickly rushed to hug the… uh… Fluttermoo? “I’ve always wanted a cow friend. Oh! Maybe you can turn into an alligator! Then you can be best buds with Gummy! He’ll love it!”
“Keep trying Fluttershy.” Twilight insisted. “You’re almost there. I can feel it!”
The poor girl did so turning from a multitude of animals, each differentiating in shape and size. She turned from a lion, to a gorilla, then a horse for some reason, which nearly broke the floor with all her prattling, and then a few other animals she never knew existed, before at long last… she came back to her cute adorable self.
“You did it!”
“I… I did it?” Fluttershy, the REAL Fluttershy gasped, glancing to her fingers and her toes. “I did it! I’m me again!” The gang cheered in unison, both in congratulations, and relief for the house that still stood.
“Aww… but I wanted to see you in panda form. A cute… fluffy panda.” Pinkie whined.
“Next time Pinkie.” Twilight sighed. “How do you feel, Fluttershy?”
“Much better now. Being stuck as an animal wasn’t as fun as I thought it would be. It just feels good to have thumbs again.” She paused when she realized that some of her clothes were missing. “Eeep!”
“Rainbow Dash?”
“I got it.” The sports gal nodded to the unasked question before returning with some spare clothes from her room. “Here. This should… ow!” The clothes buzzed her. “Stupid electricity!”
“Well at least you’re back to your old self.” Twilight considered that a win. The last thing any of them wanted was to have a friend go around permanently as an animal. “I’d hold back on using your new found powers again.”
“I agree with that.” Applejack motioned with her hat. “For a moment there I was afraid you might’ve turned into an elephant and break the whole house down.” She glanced at the floor. “Though we might wanna fix that. Sunset isn’t gonna like it when she sees this.”
Damaged household aside, this was still progress for the gang. These new found powers were controllable – or at the very least manageable. A little bit of research was needed. But Twilight was sure they can get it under wraps. That would however… mean more scanning… and far more sophisticated studies.
That would mean bringing her lab up to bear. And she already used a little bit scanning Flash’s hand.
“So what now?” Rainbow Dash asked, to which she could only sigh in response.
“There’s no other choice.” Twilight droned. “I can only get limited data with the equipment I have here. If I want to delve into these new powers, I’m going to need my lab. I can’t use it back home.”
“Then why don’t you bring it here then?” Applejack suggested. “There’s plenty of space here. And I’m sure Flash won’t mind if we use a little bit of electricity. Heck, you could let Rainbow Dash here supply you with some of it – seeing how she’s a living lightning bolt right now.” The girl in question gave out a whiny ‘Hey’ in response.
“That’s true. But my equipment are a bit massive. I’ll need a lot more space than the rooms we have here.”
“Then why don’t you move it in the basement?” Pinkie suggested.
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Wait… basement?
“What basement?” The bubbly gal pointed to the broken floorboard which revealed a massive basement space underneath the house. “I didn’t know this house had a basement.”
Applejack hummed in agreement. “Neither did we.”
(Canterlot General Hospital)
Flash made a mental note to thank Rarity later. Despite her demeanor and unique taste in all-things-fashion, that girl was a gem.
After she was called up on her appointment, she added him as her +1 saying that he was there for morale support, which the hospital staff accepted as a reasonable excuse. Apparently meeting the doctor can often be a stressful event. Who knew?
Either way, he was in.
The back of the hospital looked far different from the rest of the establishment. A lot more patients and nurses, and many more visitors too, which was good. Not in a sense of their illness or injury, but because now he could blend in.
It was kind of cool sneaking into a restricted area. It made him feel like one of those secret agents in spy movies, delving around, looking for evidence against some evil mob boss or trying to steal a big fat diamond from a vault. His agenda sadly was less than stellar. Though not less important.
After breaking away from Rarity’s checkup, the boy circled around the main hallway where all the other doctors seem to congregate. Thankfully for him, Flash made a note to get a photo of Dr. Flatline so as to identify him immediately the moment he spotted him.
The only problem was that this place was pretty huge. Finding him would still prove a substantial challenge.
Or… not?
“Oh!” Flash bumped onto someone who came at him at jogging speed. He’s been bumping into a lot of people lately. He really should stop thinking too much and start paying attention to where he was walking.
Papers spilled all over as they fell in the same direction, a pair of glasses falling off.
“I’m terribly sorry.” The older man apologized profusely. “I’m such a klutz. I really should watch where I’m going.”
“No. Not at all. Here, let me help.” Flash picked up the man’s glasses feeling a sense of déjà vu. But in that moment he noticed the ID tag dangling off his neck. The guy looked a lot older than his picture. He was supposedly blonde, but you can see a streak of silver growing from its root.
“Oh thank you, my boy. I swear, these glasses of mine is getting worse by the year. I really should get that fixed.” The guy sounded pretty chip despite his ripening age.
“Doctor… Flatline?”
“That’s me. Yes yes. I know. The name sounds strange for a doctor. I’ve heard that joke one too many times already.” He accepted his glasses and the pile of unsorted documents as he squinted at the boy, barely getting his shape through the blurry image. “Do I know you?”
“Umm… actually…”
“Ah! You must be my next appointment.” He smacked his head in realization. “I’m so sorry to make you wait. I didn’t hear the PA. I’ve been so busy with my other patients that I’ve lost track of time. Please, come in. My office is right over here.” He quickly ushered the boy into a small boxed office which was surprisingly clean than his mentality. “Take a seat. I’ll be right with you in a moment.”
Flash wasn’t really sure if it was just a string of luck or fate guiding him, but he wasn’t gonna argue. This whole secretive notion was itching the back of his mind and he had the opportunity to reach it. If Edmund or his dad wasn’t gonna spill the beans, then he’ll just have to look for the cookie jar itself.
Granted that wasn’t the best metaphor he could make. But he was nervous, so sue me!
“Actually, Doctor. I’m not a patient.” Flash spoke up causing the doctor to pause as he reached for his spare lenses. The man muttered a small ‘Huh?’ back in confusion. “Well… actually, I am. But not in the way you’re thinking. You uh… wouldn’t happen to remember a certain Flash Sentry in your record?”
“Flash… Sentry?” He gave it a quick thought before shaking his head in reply. “No. I’m afraid not.” That… wasn’t the answer he was expecting.
“Really?”
“Really.” He nodded. “I’ve treated hundreds of patients here in Canterlot General Hospital and I remember many of them. I’ve never had anyone by that name come through my office.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” The doctor insisted. “A unique name like that would hardly escape me. What is this about?”
“I’m looking for a record that…”
“Medical records are classified between doctor and patient. I cannot reveal anything. And like I said before, I’ve never heard of a… Flash Sentry.” His voice took a sterner tone as he cleaned his glasses, squinting even harder. “Now, if that is all, I must ask you to leave. This is a hospital, not a playground, and my time is precious.”
So much for fate playing a part here.
Flash wanted to press on, but from the looks of it, the doctor wasn’t joking. Egging him on would only spark unwanted conflict.
Besides, it was a stupid plan to begin with. What in the world made him think he would actually get an answer here? It was a snowball chance in hell, and it melted before it even hit its mark. The guy didn’t even know his name.
I mean… it was more than 10 years ago. People’s memories can’t be that sharp all the time.
“Well?”
Flash flinched. “Right. Of course sir. Sorry to bother you.”
Flatline scoffed and put on his glasses. But again, in that split second, his eyes focused on the boy and a gasp escaped his lips.
“Sophie?” The name rang a bell in Flash’s head making him whip his head back as if expecting a reaction. The good doctor recoiled for a moment before composing himself. “Umm… nothing. I mistook you for someone else. You can go now.”
“Sophia?” Flash spoke garnering the doctor’s attention. “Sophia Hope. You knew my mother?”
“Your mother?”
“That’s her name. Sophia Hope.”
“Pah… don’t be ridiculous. I know Ms. Hope and she didn’t have a son named…” The doctor’s voice croaked as his eyes snapped open in the boy’s direction as if suddenly hit by a brick in realization. “Oh my word…… Turbo?”
Turbo?
“You’re… alive?”
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What?
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“I don’t believe my eyes.” Dr. Flatline said for like the sixth time since this conversation started. He stared at the boy in front of him. Analyzing every little detail like he was some kind of scientific marvel. “It really is you!”
Yeah. Kind of what I’ve been saying for the last ten minutes.
The Doctor’s attitude turned a complete 180 when he finally recognized Flash. Or perhaps in this case, Turbo. Apparently that was the name mom wanted to give him when he was born but it was changed in the last minute after some argument. He wasn’t really clear on the details.
“My goodness. Look at you.” Flatline continued, poking him by the ear. “Healthy as a horse. And not a single blemish to be seen. I must say this is… quite a surprise.”
“It is?”
Flatline must’ve realized his invasion of personal space because he quickly moved back. “I apologize for that. It’s just that I’m a little… shocked… and relieved at the same time. I mean… you’re really him.”
“So you believe me?”
“Yes quite so.” He nodded with gusto, returning to his seat with a smile that made him quite approachable. “You should’ve told me that your father was Sombra. It would’ve cleared a lot of misunderstanding, and a lot of headache. Next time, you should lead with that. I had half a mind to call security thinking you were some radical trying to pull a stunt. Thank god for that.”
Flash laughed that part off weakly. “Aheh… thanks Doctor. I wasn’t sure you remembered my dad.”
“We were associates.” Flatline gave a playful shrug. “Though more like acquaintances to be honest. I haven’t heard from him since… well… your mother.” His face contorted to hide a bitter pain. “How is he by the way?”
“He’s fine.” It was a simple yet plain answer. It’s not like he wanted to talk about that guy right now. “He’s mostly busy with his campaign these days.”
“Ah… of course. His election. I’ve seen his face on billboards throughout the city of late. Never took him to take a shine in politics.” Neither did he. In fact, Flash wasn’t even sure why he took the position of the new Principal in Crystal Prep. It was rather sudden to be honest. Even more so when he decided to run for mayor. “Regardless, it is quite a pleasure to see you again, Turbo – err I mean… Flash. You have no idea how happy I am to see you healthier than an ox.”
“Yeah… about that.” Flash nodded awkwardly, thinking back on their meeting. “About what you said before. What did you mean when you said that I was alive?” It certainly wasn’t a slip of the tongue. He was sure of what he heard.
“Oh… that. I’m sorry my boy.” The doctor shifted uncomfortably in his chair, his gentle old-man smile slipping. “I didn’t mean anything much by it. It’s just that… well… it’s just that you being here is quite a miracle.” Flash didn’t answer. Instead he gave him a puzzled look which prompted the man to explain. “I didn’t think it was possible.”
“Why not?”
“Well because.” He paused. “It’s a rather long story.”
“Does it have to do with my regular medical checkups?”
The man’s face softened a bit on that notion. “Oh… so you still have those, have you? I guess that explains why you came here looking for your medical records.” The boy nodded in response. “Does your father know about this?”
Did it matter?
“No. He’s… not really open to any of this. All I know is that I have some kind of… condition?”
“I’m not surprised. It’s not something your father would speak openly to anyone. There are a lot of bad memories there. Some he’d rather not revisit.” The doctor rose from his chair and reached out to a filing cabinet shifting through the myriad of folders kept within. “Tell me. What do you know about your condition?”
“Not much. Dr. Heartbeat doesn’t really tell me anything. I only know that it involves my heart.”
Again, the man nodded, not denying any of it. “That’s about as simple as he would say. Though it’s a lot more complicated than that.”
Flash blinked. “What do you mean?”
The doctor lowered the file on his table, sighing begrudgingly. “Flash. You were never meant to live.”
(House by the hill) (Basement)
What is this place?
It was a basement, duh?
Twilight gawked at the dark room, feeling a faint musk in the air. Judging from the odor, the rush of air, it looks like no one has been in this place for years. Even when the house was lived in, no one in the group had noticed that the quaint little place had a large basement beneath it.
It was huge! Way larger than what a basement should’ve been. The whole place was made of concrete. Three separate areas sectioned with walls and empty doorframes. You would think that the previous tenants of this place was planning to make some kind of bomb shelter of sort or a prepper storehouse.
Though it wasn’t that unusual for a house to have a basement like this, something felt slightly off.
The entrance itself wasn’t out of the ordinary. The only reason no one ever noticed it was because it was still buried under the last bit of snow from winter. What caught their attention was the amount of locks placed on it. There were racks upon racks of chains holding the handles together, tightened with a secure lock pad. If she could paint a word picture, Twilight would say that someone didn’t want anyone coming in here.
Thankfully the chains were old and rusty from years exposed to the elements. Nothing Applejack’s super-strength couldn’t handle.
The other thing that gave her the fright was how unnaturally dark it was.
If it wasn’t for the small hole in the floor where Fluttershy smashed, the place would’ve been pitched black.
The last thing was how oddly creepy it looked. The chill in the air, and the creepy corridor gave it all the hallmarks of a horror movie hunting ground. You might even think that a monster would come out of a dark corner unexpectedly and give you one of those overly convoluted and not-at-all frightening jump-scares.
“Hiya!”
Twilight shrieked. “GAH! Pinkie! Will you please stop doing that?” The bubbly gal shrugged and giggled away in response. Honestly, she couldn’t really get what goes through that girl’s head sometimes.
…
No scratch that. No one can understand what goes through that girl’s head. Any attempts of understanding will only drive even the most skilled therapist mad. Some things are best left unfounded.
“Anyone else getting a bad vibe around here?” Applejack shuddered feeling a chill in the air. “I’ve been in the cold storage under my barn before, but this place makes it feel like you’re stuck in a freezer.”
And she wasn’t wrong. This place felt strangely colder than usual. Enough to make you shiver at least. Perhaps insulation built within the walls was meant to keep the cold inside?
“Hey!” Rainbow Dash shouted from the broken floorboards with Fluttershy beside her. “You guys find anything down there?”
“Not yet.” Twilight responded. “We’re still looking.”
“Ok. Just be sure to look out for traps. If I had a secret bunker under my house, I’d definitely one or two down there.”
Yeah… sure… traps.
Doubtful they’d find any kind of contraption here. I mean, this house has been a beacon of safety for all of them for the last few months. It was their headquarters, their unofficial clubhouse, and… maybe Sunset’s new place. But she wasn’t here right now so I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.
But then again Rainbow Dash was right back at Castle Hoofbeard so it may pay to be a little extra cautious.
“I found the light switch!” Pinkie yelled from somewhere before flicking something and everything turned bright.
Ow… my eyes! Pinkie!
Twilight squinted as her eyes adjusted to the light. She opted to scold Pinkie for that, but she quickly paused when she caught sight of the basement’s true nature.
What… in… the… world?
This wasn’t a storeroom. It wasn’t even a shelter.
It was… well… Twilight wasn’t really sure what to even call it.
There were gizmos and gadgets here stretching from side of the basement to the other. High-tech equipment that looked like they were from the future lined up neatly, covered under a thin layer of dirt. Buttons, switches and electrical wires rolled up to one another with computers on every corner.
Not to mince words but this looked a lot like her own lab back home. Except maybe… more professional in nature. It would actually even be considered cool if it wasn’t for the single object that stood out of place at the very center of the largest room. That single innocent thing that drew attention of every pair of eyes in the house.
At the very middle of that lab was a little dilapidated baby’s crib.
(Canterlot General Hospital)
“Wait wait wait wait wait wait wait!” Flash spluttered in both shock and confusion. It was a natural reaction seeing how someone just told you to kick the bucket. “What!? What do you mean I’m not supposed to be alive? I’m standing right here!”
“Calm down, Flash.” Dr. Flatline didn’t seem fazed by his reaction. “I understand your confusion. Your father showed the same expression. But let’s not be too hasty now.”
Ok ok. Calm. Let’s be cool here. No need to jump the horse right now. There’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for this. Right? Let’s just hear the guy out for now and see where it goes.
“Sorry. I’m just… surprised. That’s all.” The boy sighed, taking his seat, allowing the older man to continue.
Flatline nodded, coughing into his fist. “It was on the day you were born. I remember it like it was just yesterday. Your mother was rushed into the hospital as soon as she went into labor. And Sombra? Well… he was both excited, and frightened, as you could imagine. They were all looking forward to meeting you. It was to be one of the best days of their lives.” Flash could tell there was a ‘but’ coming. “But it wasn’t meant to be.”
Called it.
“What happened?”
“You… happened.” The man’s face went grim as he said it. “When babies are born, they normally cry when they come out. But when you came out of your mother… you were as quiet as a mouse.” That’s… not a good sign. “We discovered that you had a heart defect. It’s a rare case in these parts but not unheard of. Normally it’s treatable but in your case however…… it was not so simple.” The boy remained silent. “At first we thought to let you recover on your own. But after the first few months… your condition worsened. So much so that you needed specialized equipment just to keep you alive.”
So that’s what he meant.
“As you can tell, your father spared no expense on you. He hired doctors from across the world, brought in tools and gadget from everywhere. Your parents were determined to find a solution. I was kept along to monitor you. I gave you a checkup every week.” He paused for a bit, letting the words sink in. “But despite their best efforts, they couldn’t help you.”
“But I’m still here.” Flash croaked. “They found a way, right?”
“I’m afraid only your father can answer that.” Flatline answered plainly much to the boy’s surprise. “There was a reason why I was surprised of your visit.” He breathed. “As a doctor, I’m supposed to be optimistic. But judging by your condition back then, I predicted that you wouldn’t live to see even your first birthday. You grew worse with every passing moment. So much so that you hardly even breathed. But then…” His eyes lit up.
“Then…?”
“You suddenly… got better.” That turned a complete 180. “I don’t know how it happened. But you recovered instantly. Your heart started beating normally, your breathing strengthened. It almost seemed like magic. I could hardly believe it myself.” Magic. That was probably the key word here.
If Flash heard about this a few years ago, he probably would’ve called it complete nonsense. But knowing that this world had some semblance of magic, he wouldn’t pass by it so easily.
“So dad was right? Our family has a heart problem?”
Flatline raised a brow. “I don’t know about your family’s medical history, but there’s a possibility that the heart condition was genetic.”
Dang. Looks like he owes his old man an apology. “Did you ever find out what happened?”
“No.” The doctor sagged in disappointment. “Sombra dismissed me by the time you recovered and replaced my position with another doctor. Though I do recall it happened around the same time Sophia disappeared.”
Flash blinked. “Wait… what? I thought mom passed away.”
“That’s the official story that I heard from your father. A shame on that. She would’ve loved to meet you.”
Hold on. Something doesn’t smell right here. Flash could feel it in his gut. “Did dad ever tell how she died?”
“No. I’m afraid not. Though we haven’t exactly been keeping in touch since that day. From what I remember, your mother traveled to search for some ancient remedy in a distant land. She delved into some mystical nonsense that I couldn’t quite recall.”
In other words, Magic.
It made sense. There has to be a connection somehow. It had to…
“Excuse me. Dr. Flatline?” A nurse knocked, opening a tiny slit on the door. “Your 1 o’clock appointment is here.”
“Oh?” He jumped to his watch, gawking. “Oh dear. I’ll be there in a moment. Sorry Flash. But it seems duty calls.”
He waved it off. “No. It’s alright. Thanks Doctor for… giving me some answers.” Though it brought up a lot more questions than he had hoped. “I’ll find my own way out.”
He needed to get home.
He and his old man need to have a real long talk.
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Curiouser and curiouser. I look forward to seeing how this plays out.
From Bunnyshy to Fluttercat to Fluttermoo! Man, I love Fluttershy's new abilities!
Wow, things took a major mood whiplash in this chapter. We start with antics like Fluttershy's animal transformations and then get into Flash discovering he should have died from heart failure as a baby and the others discovering a creepy basement.
One thing is for sure, Sombra has got a lot of explaining to do. But something tells me Flash isn't going to like his answer, assuming he bothers answering at all.
Okay, so it's really leaning towards Sophia Hope being from Equestria. As she apparently "disappeared" which might mean that she went back to Equestria (instead of dying as Sombra said). It's possible that some combination of Equestrian and Aztec magic was used in order to stable Flash's heart.
Yep, it's the one place anyone would least expect it. 😒
Something tells me what happened to the others is affecting rarity too.
Classic rarity for ya.
You've got to be kidding me! 😨
Probably must of been from her transforming into those animals. 😬🙄
Good one Applejack.
Ngl, I'm a little scared as to what might be down there.
Wow, that went differently than I thought!
Wait, flash's real name is turbo! 😱
https://m.Wait what!?!?!? 😧
Yep, best not to wonder. 😑
Your not alone here Applejack. 😰
😲
Yeah, I think we're gonna need some answers for this one.
Something tells me magic might be involved with this. 🤔
Well this just got interesting.
Sombra isn't gonna like this one bit!
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When did Flash and Rarity hold hands? And Flash has not gotten any gem-sheild powers that I know of. The first powers he got where Fluttershy's.
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It was just a thought/theory.
Love you story please don't stop writing it