A Chang(l)ing World- An Interactive Fic

by The-Third


OPERATION INFILTRATION (Part 1)

My breathing was heavy as I regained consciousness Where am I? I thought to yourself, seeming to be floating in a completely empty void of complete darkness, until there was color, blue in fact, it was coming from some type of surface, trying to move towards it, I noticed I wasn't to my body. Looking down to see what I look like,I simply blended in with the darkness, though I did notice a small white patch near my abdomen Alright the new question is, What am I?

Putting my focus back on the small dot of color, I tried to focus on wiggling towards it, although it was slow it worked quite well as the dot started to grow in size and I could see more colors than just blue, I could now make out two creatures, a white one with the top of her head covered the many colors or the rainbow, and a dark blue one. The creatures were unusual, at least I thought so. The picture seemed as though light was glowing through it, 'glass' the word popped in my mind, it was a simple word, but it made sense. was that what it was called? I thought to myself hoping to find an answer from this voice in my head. There was no response.

As I began moving closer and closer to the picture, the movement was seemingly easier, it began to feel like I was now swimming through the air, instead of through the water. As I was only a few feet away from the picture, *slam!* I dropped straight into the ground, landing directly on my muzzle. it seemed that the previous buoyancy was now gone, and I was feeling the full force of gravity, and the pain of ramming right into what was indeed glass.

After stumbling around for a few moments, I finally got on my hooves, My legs felt fragile, maybe they had to do with the large gaping holes in them. Is that safe? Are my legs going to shatter? I thought about many problems with the fact that my legs were hollow while trying to walk around, to even less success than standing up. I'm definitely not used to this, what am I now? once again a small whisper in the back of your mind appeared this time it was 'Changeling' you pondered the word that appeared in your mind That's what I'm called, a Changeling? once again no response. Looking at my surroundings it was more of the same, black upon black for what seemed like forever. Might as well take this time to look at what a Changeling is.

Looking down at my body, I noticed the aforementioned holes in my legs, while they looked extremely painful, they didn't feel like it, so I just concluded that although the holes were weird they were just part of your seemingly new body, whatever your old one was. Looking upwards towards my head you see more black, though my skin seemed to be reflecting the light given off by the glass. In the middle of my body was a small white cylinder, it seemed to me as if the hard black skin you have on the rest of your body had been shattered off this part, revealing a much more soft and less durable inside. On the white area was what seemed to be wings, trying to move them, I hovered in the air for a bit then once again rammed my face into the glass. On the way down, I noticed the reflection of my face in the glass, and studied it, there was a single horn, as well as two pure white eyes and a small fanged mouth.

Getting back on my hooves, I began to study the picture in the glass, the creatures were similar in a few ways, as both of the creatures had both a horn and wings. They both had a small colorful aura around their horns, though I had no idea why. Behind the white creature, who I thought was some other species of changelings, was a bright yellow orb. Behind the blue changeling was a duller, gray one. They seemed to have a similar body structure to you, at the same time though they looked quite different. The two creatures skin was not a black like yours, and they didn't have the white stomach area, as well as this they had pupils and irises, unlike my pure white eyeballs. What am I I asked my self for the millionth time, this time questioning my past, more than what I physically was.


My thoughts were interrupted by a sort of rumble, as the floor began to shake, the glass seemed to be cracking and had began to start falling, noticing the danger, I started to gallop, though not very well, away from the shattering glass. As I headed towards the side of the picture that was much more intact, I realized that now the glass was beginning to speed up, and was catching up to me and I was running out of places to go. Then remembering my wings, I tried for my life to pull my body up from the ground. I slowly lifted from the ground and I began to think of what to do, and where to go. Remembering the place I began this experience at, I thought I could begin floating again, which would hold my weight until I could think up my next move. However, each flap was getting me more and more exhausted as the last of the glass fell. You didn't know what to do, I could try descending and reaching the bottom of wherever the mural went, or I could try to get back to where you were before and rest, but risk the chance of falling.

Making up my mind, I began the decent towards your new destination, I once again noticed the light though this time it was much brighter, and seemed to be moving away from me even though you were descending towards it. A second light also appeared, this time similar to the first one that came from the glass, this one was purple, though I could see a couple other colors mixed in, being Pink and Yellow.

My breathing at this point had now reached a pant, being tired from flapping my wings without experience, let alone for this long. My flaps have slowed down, and you have now began to half fall, only keeping yourself from plummeting to wherever this purple light was coming from. The light had grown larger now, and you could make out that this purple light was coming from yet another glass mural, this time showing six smaller versions of these other changelings, like the first two. All of them seemed to be teaming up on some type of villain, who looked much more similar to you than the rest of them.

After landing, I noticed something different about this mural, unlike the first one, this one had a door on the edge of it, as well as a few small pedestals. As well as this, the white light that had appeared earlier was here, and was moving closer to you. It seemed alive, though I didn't know for sure. His questions seemed to be answered though, as a voice a appeared out of nowhere.

"Hello?" It simply said, it sounded feminine, and I was almost certain I had heard it many times before.

Taking in the fact that I was talking to a light, I replied with a simple "Uh . . Hi.' The reply was awkward, but at the same time so was this entire chain of events, ever since I first woke up everything has felt weird, and I had no idea why. What happened? Why was I here?

The white light answered back to my greeting with a simple question, but at the same time it was the most complicated one I had ever heard.

"What's your name?"