Chrysalis woke breathing heavily looking around the room and nearly jumping out of bed. She slams her hoof onto the floor. She heard a thud come from the other side of the bed. She lit her horn to see what it was and jumped onto the bed ready to attack.
"No wait it is me. Please."
Chrysalis stop and dropped the glow when she saw Trance laying down on the floor. "What are you doing here?" She asked confused looking at the time.
"I heard you crying, and you said some things."
Chrysalis froze, she had been speaking in her sleep again. How much did he hear? "W-what I say?"
"Just something about changeling and friends and about no friends. Didn't make since like I was getting every other word. We are friends, though right?"
"Of course." She said she wasn't even sure she believed it but I made him smile. "I said Changelings don't have friends not me." That sounded more like her, hide the obvious and protect herself. Though why did she feel so strange?
They decided to stay up till the morning and play. It was only an hour or two. For a while Chrysalis just stayed in bed and helped him read books. He really enjoyed the story of dinosaur wars.
When the sun came up Chrysalis began to worry about her trip to Zecora later. each came out and made a delightful pancake breakfast. Chrysalis helped and shoved some love into the batter. Peach placed the plates on each spot of the table.
"Made with love." Said Peach. She had no idea how much though. Chrysalis loved every bit.
"So, Jane today I am going to take you to Zecora and see what she can do to help you. Then if it works right we will find your parents." Said Rusty as he smiled eating his pancakes.
"And if it doesn't work?" Chrysalis asked, though she knew what would happen most likely she would be found out and imprisoned.
"Well then we will find something else." Said Peach giving her an encouraging smile.
Trance ready to go to school. And Peach got herself dressed in an apron. Rusty put on a black tie and grabbed an escorted Chrysalis outside. She trotted behind him dragging her feet as she goes.
"You have to keep up my dear." Said Rusty from ahead. Chrysalis nodded and speed up a bit.
She could still make a run for it. Right now, while there is a chance. And leave these filthy ponies, leave, Trance. She moaned at that thought. She can't have friends but that pony from her dream said to protect him. Protect him from what? Was he in danger? Did she know something Chrysalis didn't?
Before she knew it, they were at a small home which was inside a large hollow tree. Outside hanging from the trees were several large masks. They seemed rather creepy but Chrysalis just thought that was just another pony thing. Inside wasn't much different mask hung on the walls along with several bottles filled with various liquids. Shelves full of potion books and potions filled the home, with a large cauldron in the center.
"Who do I have the pleasure to meet? And what is the purpose of this greet?"
"Oh, hello Miss Zecora, umm I am Rusty Star and this is well, we call her Jane." Said Rusty.
"Ah yes friend has sent somepony in need. To what can I provide a deed?" Said Zecora.
"Why do you talk like that?" Asked Chrysalis, "none of the ponies in town spoke in rhyme?"
"Jane!" Whispered Rusty under his breath.
"To this question, it is quite alright. I mostly do it as a joke" Laughed Zecora.
"Well umm anyway miss Zecora, this little filly has lost her memory. We are hoping that you have something that can get it back."
Just then a crash came from the front door. In fell Trance whom had been eavesdropping on the whole conversation. His ears flattened as he looked back at the door realizing it was off it hinges.
"What's this another filly? This is getting a tad silly!" Said Zecora.
Chrysalis tried not to laugh at this silly rhyme. As Trance rose to his hooves and began to apologize. Dusty went on for a bit about how he should have been at school. But trance wasn't paying much attention instead his eyes were on Zecora who was gathering various ingredients from around her house. After a minute, Trance walked away and step toward the interesting zebra. He began to smile. and finally spoke.
"Can I help?" He asked watching Zecora place some things in the pot.
"Why of course come around here and help me chop up these basil leaves." She said, this wasn't in rhyme which made Chrysalis wonder even more about this strange pony.
But Trance happily ran around and began to chop at the leaves on the table. Zecora smiled to see the happy colt cutting away at the plant. Trance placed the leaves and the giant pot and went on to the next thing. After a while a large puff of smoke emerged from the pot and a bright light came from across the room. Chrysalis turn her head to find Trance now laying on the floor. She ran over to check on him only to see something stranger still glowing slightly on his flank. When the light disappeared, there was a small image of a potion bottle. Chrysalis was shocked she had d=heard of cutie marks but never really see one appear on a pony before. Rather Interesting. Trance stood up in a bit of a daze completely unaware that his cutie mark was there.
"What happened? Did the potion work?" Trance asked, as he looked in the pot.
"Haven't tried it yet, I like the mark thingy." Said Chrysalis acting to be cool about it. In her mind however she was rather fascinated.
"Mark?" He turns to look around the house and then at his body and stopped when he saw the cutie mark on his flank. "I GOT MY CUTIE MARK!" He yelled.
Chrysalis wanted to shove cotton in her ear because he was now yelling the same thing over and over.
"I got my cutie mark! I got my cutie mark!" Said trance as he bounced happily around the room. Zecora finally stopped him and told him that he would have to remake the potion if he spilled it. Zecora put a large spoon into the pot and poured some of the potion in bowl.
"Drink this little filly. It should help."
Chrysalis cautiously took the cup and drank it. Everypony stared at her as she swallowed every drop.
"How long should it take?" Asked Rusty.
"It should be immediate." Replied Zecora. She walked toward Chrysalis. "How do you feel little filly? Any memories?" She asked.
"No miss, I don't feel anything." Chrysalis spoke, of course that was a lie all the memories she once forgotten about. All the memories of her mother.
One ran though her mind.
"Chrysalis!" Came an angry voice from down the hall. The young filly that had looked rather stranger turned her head and stared at the doorway to the living room. Nothing but fear was in her eyes. Her eyes were a bright blue and as deep as the ocean. But this filly did have one problem. She looked strange. She had wings that looked like they came from a bug, and a horn on her head which had several holes in it. Her legs also had several holes which went straight through her body. But these holes did not hurt her, at least not normally. They were just there. They only bleed when injured although that does happen quite a lot.
The filly stopped playing the five wooden blocks which were in the room and she ran and hid in the small shelves against the walls. She held her hoof over her mouth to control her breathing.
"Chrysalis!!!!!" Yelled the voice once again.
Hooves were seen slightly through the crack in the doors as they passed by the shelf. Chrysalis let out a sigh of relief. Just as she did the doors swung open and Chrysalis let out a scream as a yellow light of magic surrounded her foot. As she was dragged out of her hiding spot she turns to see a large wooden bat being swung in the air toward her. After that It was black.
She woke up upside down and an extreme pain in her hooves in the holes. She began to cry for she knew this pain. She felt it often. She heard hooves walking toward her. She tried to stop crying but it just kept flowing. Chrysalis look to see an old mare walk in. She thinks she is old but really, she is only about 40. She walked around the filly that was held in the air but chains in the holes in her legs. Her legs began to bleed again.
"The school teacher called. Said she saw you trying to play on the playground with the other fillies and colts."
Chrysalis cried even more. "I just want some friend." She whimpered.
"FRIENDS? A FREAK LIKE YOU DON'T GET FRIENDS!!!!!" She yelled as a metal pipe swung and hit the fillies back. Chrysalis let out a scream as the stinging pain ran through her body. The mare began to walk away. "Mommy please let me down I won't go back please mommy. Don't leave me." Cried Chrysalis. The mare turned her head slightly not looking at the filly.
"A freak like you needs a nice long punishment for her sins."
So, there she hung for hours. Until at last her mother came back and untied her. She fell to the ground laying on her back and sat up to look at her hind legs. The mare left quickly as she came. Leaving the filly to cry in the pain in her legs and hooves. Eventfully she tried to stand and limped out of the tortures of the basement. She peaked her head out of the door to hear her mother 3 rooms away in the kitchen. Chrysalis limped slowly into her room. It was not much of a room, the walls were plain and grey, all that was in it was a bed with a light pale blanket and a single pillow. There wasn't even a window or any toys. Though there was some book on a small shelf against the wall. These books were the only thing that brought her comfort. Her mother hated taking her in public so she went to the library alone and brought back books. Mostly because reading kept Chrysalis out of trouble, Chrysalis really enjoyed magic books. Some new ones were coming out by a marvelous Stallion known as Star Swirled the Bearded. At least that was the name he used in the book. She read through ever book in hope that she can find a spell that can make her normal. She found one she hadn't read yet and carried it to her bed.
She spent a while ready until a sandwich was slid under the door. Her horn glowed a bright green as the plate was levitated to her. She continued reading her book, she is learning about a interesting spell that may be able to help her at least get out of this house. She placed down her sandwich and gave the spell a try. Her horn glowed brightly as she tried to constraint. A large flash grew and push light all around the room. As she did this she begun to change. Her teeth grew sharp and pointed and her pupils narrowed. She let out a scream, not that anyone would come to help.
When the light died down she got herself up to see herself in a mirror. This spell didn't work! It only made matter worse, and now she was very hungry. She took a bit of the sandwich and spit it on the floor. Why did that taste like worms? It was awful! She ran out of her room still with a limp in her legs. She ran straight into her mother. Who had a stallion with her?
"Chrysalis!" Started her mother but she paused and looked at the stallion. "I thought I told you to stay in your room when mother has her friend over!" Chrysalis just stared in the air, here was some kind of red heart coming off of him. Chrysalis reached out and grabbed one only to be pushed back into her room by her mother. She held the heart tightly in hand. Never had she seen something like this before and it smelt so tasty.
"Quit embarrassing me!" Her mother mutter in an angry tone. "Now Charlie, where were we?"
The door slammed behind her and Chrysalis heard the lock of the key. She turned back to her bed and began to munch on the chewy red heart. She loved it, it was warm and smelled like honey. She wished she could have more but, how could she? She was trapped in her room again. But this time she felt strong her injury in her leg no longer hurt and she felt she could take down a bull. The next time mother opened that door. She would be free.