Chapter One: An Introduction

Hi there! Folks call me Blizzard, but you can call me Blizz. You must be wondering who I am, and how I got into Ponyville. First, let me tell you about my family.

"Okay, brother, I'm ready for school."

"Alright. Let me walk you down."

This is my sister, Snowdrop. You may have heard about her once or twice. What a great sister she is, I just wish she could see me...

"Oh. Sweetie, don't forget her lunch."

"Alright. Thanks, mom."

This is Primrose, our mom. She tends to forget things ever since Dad. Despite that, she's pretty cool and an awesome mother.

"Be careful of the ice, sis." I put my hoof in front of her and walked around it.

At last, we arrive at Snowdrop's school. Dear Celestia, how much I hate going here. The foals are always spoiled rotten to Snowdrop, and the teacher, nor the principal, hardly do anything about it. It pains me just to walk in, but I have to, due to my sister's condition.

I drop her off at her desk and waved at Ms. I. Cicle, the teacher. After that, I ran back to the house and did Mom a few errands. Later, I collected my pay and relaxed on Dad's old sofa, watching TV.

My dad's name was Hailstorm. He fought in the Equestrian Cold War and got a wound when I was younger. He was fine, back then. Then when my mom got pregnant with Snowdrop, Dad got a stroke, and since the events were happening at the same time, my mom and dad shared a hospital room. I was mainly focused on Dad's side of the room, praying to Celestia that he would be fine. The minute that the baby was wrapped in cloth, he died, and never got to see her, nor would she be able to see him.

I loved my dad. He would always hang out with me whatever condition he was in, and he always taught me to never be afraid to defend myself, and since the day he died, I never turned against his word. Tomorrow marks his anniversary, which also marks Snowdrop's birthday. She's turning 4 this year.

Then, about 3-4 hours later...

"Blizzard, honey! Pick up your sister from school!" My mom yelled from the kitchen.

"Okay, mom!" I turn the television off, kissed my mom goodbye, and ran off.

I'm just near the school when...

"Hey, Snowy Wonder! Watch your step!" This punk foal decides to push my sister down the damn stairs! Thankfully, Snowdrop got only one bruise from the flight of stairs. My sister wailed from the pain. "HEY!" I yelled at the kid furiously. "You apologize to her right now!"

"Sorry, dude. I can't help the fact she doesn't know where she's goin'!" The kid snorted. Then, when no one was looking, I made the kid look to his right and decked him. Of course, he yelled (and probably lied to his parents later), and I picked up Snowdrop and put her on my shoulders, then ran back home as fast as I could.

As soon as I got home, I ran to Mom and told her what happened. "And then, this kid pushes her down the frickin' steps!"

"Language." Mom said strictly, then immediately went back to worrying.

"Ow...Mother, it hurts." Snowdrop painfully whined.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. Mommy's going to make it better." She used her magic to pull bandages from the cupboard. She lightly kissed the lump on Snowdrop's head and put a bandaid over it. Then, I took her up to her room to rest for a while.

"Brother, why can I never see anything?" Snowdrop asked me before I left the room. "I wish I knew, sis, I wish I knew." I turned off the light and left. I started to cry as I walked down the stairs. As soon as I saw Mom, I ran to her and hugged her.

"It's...not fair." I weeped. "Why is she like this? Why did Dad have to die!?" I was both upset and very angry. "That's just the way things have to be, honey." Mom choked. "Now come on, do you want Snowdrop to hear you like this tomorrow?" She asked me. "No. No, I don't." I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Okay. Go wash your face now, honey." Mom turned me around, directing me towards the stairs. I went up to the bathroom sink and washed up.

About an hour later, I woke Snowdrop up from her nap for dinner. Her lump on her head was feeling a lot better according to her. Mom was making my favorite: Her famous twice baked casserole. My mom gave me a big platter of it, since she knew how I was feeling. Snowdrop got her usual amount and Mom fed her. We ate, watched some TV, then headed off to bed. Well, at least, Snowdrop was.

I was there, in my bed, lying there for hours and hours as usual without a wink of sleep. Snowball, our cat, climbed up, kneaded herself in one area and laid down beside my right arm, right along with Iceberg, my toy polar bear, in the left. As I lied, I prayed. "Dear Celestia, holy princess of Equestria, please bless Mom, Dad, Snowball, and most of all, my sister, Snowdrop. Amen.". And finally, as I what seemed to be finally falling asleep, it kind of looked like as if the stars outside were winking at me.