Ch. 5 Excerpt and Gympis Model

I decided to give out some goodies, due to the delay. First, Gympis' introductory picture.

And second, a sneak peek at her defining scene in 1.5 Caper (Well, one of two.) After all, I told The Sleepless Beholder I'd been working toward a schism in the changeling race in this story, and here's the proof.

Gympis was only scant minutes behind the moving Viscera and Cori, only to lose them in the hedge mazes. An explosion in the distance put her back on track though, and as she buzzed to the blaze in the heart of Canterlot, her voice rang out among a sea of screams. “Is anypony hurt here!?”

“Aww, Gym-Glam.” And Prince Toxic Haze flew his way out of the blaze alone, slightly singed but otherwise undeterred. “Didn’t know you cared.’

“Haze?!“ Gympis stopped once. This time, however, she kept her distance. “I… well, I still do!” said the magenta –eyed changeling. “I don’t’ know what gotten into you!”

“It’s what I’ve been getting into, and velvety smooth as Twilight’s is, I’ve a Crystal Pony to try out on next.”

“You speak of love so thoughtlessly? Her reign is draining it from all Equestria, drop by drop! You’ll drive our race to its end! Does this all mean nothing to you?!”

“NO, actually, it doesn’t! Because I never meant anything to them! No ability to absorb love like your so-called ‘glorious’ queen leaves us to get wrecked by any group they come across! But not to worry, as she can just rape her way into prominence again, right?!”

Gympis’s eyes widened. In the Badlands…!” she said before realization set in.“Wait, were you there when Chrysalis was killed! And what is this about her… violating the Queen?!”

“Oh, I wasn’t just there, I helped Twilight snuff that oversized cunt out myself!” yelled Prince Toxic. “My only ‘kin’ now are those who know just how hot, how satisfying, how proper it is to take out stupid little weakling shits like her, and anypony else who’s crossed us! And all that gold skin you’ve shown me proves is that we should have gone a step further and torn the hive down around your pretty lead head.”

Gympis gasped.

“So run back to your hive and vomit out a room to sob in, you brainless waste of eggs! This is Twilight’s world, little fuckdoll. And all of you just live to get bent in it.” A disturbing flick of his tongue complemented his words.

“Gympis could feel her heart-and yes she had one – tear in two. By the stars, this… this thing had so willingly condemned her hive – All changeling-kind? Just to kill and pillage his way across this land? “This was supposed be our way out of the wastelands, not to make all Equestria one! Stop this madness, out-”

“I’M NOT STOPPING A DAMN THING!” shouted the changeling prince, foam flying from his muzzle. “Except those piss-ponies who dared step foot in our capital. And I’m definitely starting with the blueberry munchkin first. You can exactly watch me, or warm me up for her. Because there’s nobody here to save your death now but your stupid flapping tongue.”

Tears streamed down Gympis’ face for several long seconds. Then, the changeling dropped to her knees. “You… are correct. I do not know of where my friends are now.”

Princes Toxic closed the distance op her with a hiss of “Then shut up and stay still.” reared up his forelegs, moved to brace them on the wall behind her… and suddenly got blasted back into the side of the Arcane University, nearly a mile away.

Gympis’ horn was still smoking as she said, "But I shall now keep you from both them and the hive.”

Even then, Octavia’s voice before her… wondrous last teachings… strummed through her mind. <Home is where your friends are… and they are your heart yearns to be.>

A snapping of light brought forth Bon-Bon and Lyra to Gympis’s side again. “We couldn’t find Daring and Goldi at the rendezvous – whole load of Royal Guards putting out a fire, though!”

Then it has been compromised.” Gympis finally stood for her painful crouch. “Follow me.”

And with a flex of her fibrous wings, the changeling took off for the gates, certain either she would make it there, or they would.