Chrysalis's little Rush

by Evowizard25

Bedtime Story

The edge of the tent glowed green as it flipped to the side. Chrysalis stepped in through the now open doorway. Little bags hung underneath her eyes. Her joints felt sore and it was tough for her even to move forward at a slow pace. She let out an exasperated sigh.'Ugh, that little brat can be so tiring.' All the manual labor left the changeling queen exhausted for the first time in years. That and nearly all day, every day since feeling the child's sickening sadness, she had been doing her best to make her happy. This entailed many fruitless endeavors called ‘games’. She knew for sure that no changeling child would act such. The queen made sure of that.

How she hated pony culture, with the exception of the ancient pegasi.'Now they knew how to live.' A small smile crept upon her face, before it was swept away in a blaze of fury.'NO! I WILL NOT REMEMBER THEN! I WILL NOT REMEMBER THEM! AND I WILL NOT REMEMBER HIM!'

To distract herself of those incessant thoughts of old, she reevaluated her options. Yes, she needed the filly to survive, but was it worth it? The answer came back to her, like always. ‘Yes. Yes it is worth it. My children cannot survive without me.’ And she should know. After all, she created her race. Her will had guided her children since they first took breath. Thus, her changelings had no sense what so ever when it came to self-government. 'In hindsight, maybe I should have allowed more individuality. It surely would have helped and we most definitely wouldn't be on the brink of extinction. Hopefully, my children can learn a thing or two about how to self govern while I'm gone.' That idea was stored away for later. Now, she just wanted to rest.

The queen of the changelings finally collapsed upon the small mattress inside the tent. She let out a contented sigh. The little mattress was indeed worthy of her majestic presence, with its soft and comforting embrace.

She felt the sweet tendrils of sleep take hold. She put up no resistance and just like that, was fast asleep.
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"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" A familiar voice shouted.

Chrysalis could feel the little filly jumping on the mattress. She groaned. "What do you want? Mommy's trying to sleep." She pulled the blanket over her head.

"But it's Sunday." The filly whined.

"So," Chrysalis growled. "If you want to go worship that blasted sun or it's caretaker than find by me. Just do it someplace else."

"But mommy, you always read me a story on Sunday before I go to sleep."

Chrysalis's head sprung up. This was another one of her slip-ups and she berated herself for it. 'Well, at least I know I'd fail as an actress.' She rolled her eyes at the thought.'As if I'd ever degrade myself by performing a play for the ponies...come to think of it, why don't we have a plays?' That was chalked up as another note, on her to do list. “Well, not tonight.”

“But I wanted to hear a story.”

Chrysalis growled. She hated this entirely. To be made the servant of some little earth pony was degrading. But alas, love is love. “Fine.”

“YAY!” The filly cheered and sped out of the tent.

Chrysalis took her head out from under the sheets. She gave a quick glance around herself. Since it was still evening, there was enough light to make out a few things. With her changeling eyesight, this wasn’t a problem. Her kind could see even in the blackest of nights. Of course, she still activated a spell which caused her horn to emit a glowing light. The sun was nearly out of the sky.

The filly returned shortly, walking backwards into the tent. She was dragging a large book (compared to her size) in her mouth. She brought it up to her and spat it out. She smiled triumphantly. Chrysalis couldn’t help but giggle at Sugar’s antics. ‘She’s so cute….for an earth pony.’

The tiny filly opened the book to a certain page. Sugar pointed to it. "This one. I want to hear this one."

Chrysalis looked down at the page, before pulling back. She hissed in anger, baring her teeth. On the page, was a picture of Celestia and Luna. “Child. How dare you bring this filth to my attention. I will not degrade myself by praising them in such a manner.”

“But…”

“I mean seriously, these vile traitorous witches should be condemned for their actions, not admired.”

“But…”

“Are you blind to the ways of the world, child? Anyone with eyes can see this as clear as day.” Chrysalis spat at her. The queen paused in her rambles when she saw the little earth pony’s face. She was crying.

“I’m not blind, mommy. I just didn’t know.” She sniffed. Her ears were splayed back and her face was tilted down.

Chrysalis was silent. The filly’s emotion filled her, making her guilty of her actions.‘Guilty? How can I feel guilty? I’m in the right. But she’s crying. I didn’t mean too….STOP FEELING SYMPATHY!” She shook her head, trying to distill these thoughts. She wouldn’t feel for a pony; not after everything. Yet…Chrysalis reached out and pulled the filly into a big hug. “Don’t cry, sweetie. Everything’s fine.” She stroked the filly’s back. “Please don’t cry. I don’t like it when you cry. It makes me feel bad.”

The filly stopped sniffling. “I don’t want to make you feel bad, mommy.”

“Good.” The queen kissed the top of her head. She turned her attention back to the book. ‘I can’t believe I’m about to do this.’ “Now, how about a story.”

The filly immediately brightened up. “Really?” Chrysalis nodded. The filly hugged her tight. “YAY!

Chrysalis grabbed the book in her hoof and brought it closer to herself. “Let’s see. Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria….” The Changeling Queen had to fight the urge to gag.‘Celestia, you sure do know how to draw ponies in.’ She thought, with a roll of her eyes. She looked down at Sugar Rush, who was nestled against her. She couldn’t help but smile.‘Maybe I should spice this up a bit. Make it a bit more realistic.’ “There lived two immortals, known simple as Alicorns, who ruled over the ponies. The eldest, Princess Celestia, raised the sun each and every day. She also has a very poor memory” She snarled. “But we’ll get to that later. The next is Princess Luna” An angry squint and a deadly snarl appeared on her face at the mention of that name. “Or Riika, as I like to call her. She raises the moon, yadda, yadda.”

“Why do you call her Riika?”

Chrysalis nuzzled her. “I’ll tell you when you get older.” Sugar pouted. “Now, for a long while, the sisters lived in Harmony. But the younger’s sister’s heart was impure. She was a being born of darkness, so it was only natural that violent thoughts would arise. Her sister did not see this, even though it was plain as day. I mean, how could she not see it. She’s a riika! A giant, murderous riika who cares not for anyone other than herself....Sorry. Trailed off for a second. As I said, her sister ignored the signs. She didn’t want to see the truth, for her heart was already weary of events of old.”

“What kind of events?”

“Events of old, of course.”

“And they are?”

“Old.”

“Old?”

“Old.”

“Can’t you just tell me now, mommy.”

“I’ll tell you when you’re older.” She couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw the look of frustration on the young one’s face. “Where was I? Oh yes. Jealousy had taken a place in her heart. The fateful day came when Princess Lu…Riika refused to lower her moon. Her older sister demanded that she obey, but the moon goddess answered in kind: She shed her disguise and become her true self; Nightmare Moon. Her elder sister watched as the moon goddess scoured the land, killing at whim all those who did not cherish her night. Many horrors played out during those horrid two years…..”
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“The evacuation is going swimmingly, my queen.” One of the scout drones reported.

Chrysalis nodded. She looked over the large mass of changelings that were moving on to a new home. They had to leave. She knew this. The reason lay up in the sky.‘The moon.’ She had always feared the night and for a very good reason; it’s guardian. Usually, none of her children, nor her, would go on such an endeavor during the night. They would wait for the safety of daylight. But that’s just it. The sun hadn’t been seen for over two weeks. Reports from her scout drones had informed her of the reason. ‘Luna.’ She snarled. Oh how she hated that alicorn. Of course, this news of her betrayal did not shock her. She knew that the moon goddess would one day turn on her kind hearted sister. What she feared was the safety of her children.

“Good.”

“Yes, very good.” A demonic voice hissed out from behind her. The queen’s eyes went wide and she glanced to the scout drone. He was shaking so much, she feared he’d slip out of his exoskeleton. Mustering her courage she turned around to look the goddess in the eye. Walking out from a shadowy portal, a black alicorn walked. Chrysalis could see the changes that had taken place upon Luna’s form. She was much taller and her coat was the color of the blackest night. Her eyes were slitted, similar to her own. It was her wicked smile made her blood run cold. It was far larger than normal, with part of her cheeks bare of skin, showing muscle. Her teeth were more predatory, taking the liking of a dragon’s or her own.“I especially love the large security forces surrounding the nymphs. Nice touch.”

The Changeling Queen’s voice was lost to her, as her mouth lay agape. Her fear radiating off her like the heat from the sun. “Lu…Lu…”

“It’s Nightmare Moon to you, Trawsian scum.” The demonic goddess snarled. “Or should I call your insipid race Changelings.”

Finding the strength to speak, Chrysalis answered. “Changelings.”

“A fitting title.” Nightmare Moon nodded. “I can see why you would seek to change. Your appearance it ghastly.”

Chrysalis let out a growl. “I would say that term suits you more. Especially in your current state. Though, I think it suits you. You’ve finally let your true colors shine.”

“Yes I have, haven’t I.” Nightmare Moon chuckled.“But I haven’t come to gloat. I just wanted to reminisce of times long gone and you just happened to catch my notice.” The moon goddess paced around the two changelings, like a predator sizing up their meal. “A relic of the ‘Great War’.”

Chrysalis’s eyes narrowed. “As long as I still draw breath, the war still rages between our two races.”

Glee shown from Nightmare’s eyes. “I see.” Her horn glowed and a bolt of dark magic shot forth. It hit the scout drone dead on and he disappeared in a burst of shadows, leaving only a cry of pain behind. Chrysalis could feel her child’s death scream deep within in her, igniting a spark of rage. “Then let today mark the end of our bloody conflict.’

Chrysalis shot a green bolt of magic at the Alicorn, but she teleported. Nightmare appeared behind her and let loose another shadow bolt. The magic projectile hit the queen, sending her reeling to the ground. Chrysalis tried to get up, but a shadowy tendril wrapped itself around her midsection and lifted her up and then brought her back down. Again and again, the tendril repeated this action. The black alicorn laughed. “I haven’t had this much fun in ages.” Of course her fun was then cut short, when the changeling queen let loose an explosion of green magic. It dispersed the shadow tendril and sent Nightmare flying backwards. She quickly used her wings to stop her tumble.

Chrysalis stood there. Her cuts and bruises healing before the alicorns very eyes. She spat out some of her blood. “Is that the best you can do?”

Nightmare’s shock rapidly turned to anger. “Oh you haven’t seen anything, Trawsian scum.” The two immortals sped towards each other, horns lowered. Their horns glowed as they charged up their magic. Right as they came within a hairs length of each other, their opposing magics came into contact. A visible dome of magic formed around this impact, before an explosion lit up the night.

For hours the changeling race watched with both awe and terror, as the two power houses fought with tooth and hoof. They traded blow after blow.

Chrysalis’s sides heaved in and out.‘I can’t last much longer. She’s too powerful.’

“What? Getting worn out already.” Nightmare Moon called out. “I would have expected Xenos’s daughter to put up a better fight than this.” She laughed. “What am I saying? He was a wimp.”

The Changeling Queen screeched in anger. She flew forward, catching the alicorn by surprise. The two immortals, after colliding, tumbled through the air. Nightmare, all the while, tried to get away from the changeling. But Chrysalis would have none of that. She clung on, using her hooves to beat the moon goddess. Then, she opened her mouth wide, which wasn’t hard since changelings can unhinge their jaws like a snake, and bit into the Nightmare’s neck where it met the shoulder. Nightmare Moon screamed in pain, before she was finally able to push Chrysalis off of her. A good thing too, since they were just able to avoid hitting the ground.

Chrysalis could see that, instead of blood, purple ooze seeped out of Nightmare’s wounds. “THAT’S IT!” Nightmare screamed. “I’ve had it with you, Trawsian scum.” Her horn glowed brightly. “JUST DIE!” Chrysalis braced herself for the next attack. But instead of a magic bolt, a giant wave, similar to Nightmare’s shape swept towards her. The next thing she knew, her world went black.

Instantly, she could hear screaming. At first, she couldn’t tell what it was, but then it became clear.‘My children!’

“Yes, that is their death cries.” A familiar voice said. It reverberated seemingly everywhere at once.

‘Stop this. Stop this at once.’

“No. I think not. For you see Chrysalis. I know your fears. It’s my job after all.”

‘I fear nothing.’

“Oh, but you do. You fear being alone, cut off from everyone. Yet, you also fear for your children. An admiral trait, even for Trawsian scum such as yourself.”

If Chrysalis could scowl, she would be doing it right now. ‘Release me.’

Nightmare’s laugh could be heard. “Do you honestly think I would release you? You are in my domain and in my domain you will stay. For all eternity.” Nightmare’s laugh become louder and louder, as Chrysalis slunk into herself. The screams of her children as her only company.
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“Mommy!” Sugar Rush yelled into her ear.

Chrysalis shook her head, clearing out the bad memory. “Do not scream into my ear, Sugar.” She rubbed it. “It hurts mommy.”

“But you were quiet for a long time mommy.” Sugar Rush said.

“Mommy was just thinking.” Chrysalis looked down at the storybook. “Eventually, Nightmare Moon amassed an army and attacked Canterlot.” Sugar Rush gasped. “Yeah, I know. Audacious. Anyways, Celestia, using the Elements of Harmony…”

“What are the ‘Elements of Harmony’?” Sugar Rush asked.

“The Elements are six character traits which, when combined, form Equestria’s greatest defense.” ‘Besides love explosions…Somehow, that expression doesn’t sit right with me.’ “They are; Honesty, Loyalty, Laughter, Generosity, Kindness, and most importantly, Magic.”

“Wow.” The little filly looked up at her in amazement.

“Yes, wow.” She returned her attention to the book. “Celestia, using the Elements of Harmony, banished her sister to the moon for a thousand years. And then soon after forgot she had a sister, since she has the habit of FORGETTING HER OWN FAMILY!” She seethed, but quickly reeled in her anger. “So, for that time, Celestia ruled alone.” Chrysalis snorted. “Served her right. A sweet taste of justice.”

“But didn’t she miss her sister?”

“She didn’t miss me.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” Chrysalis quickly said, realizing her mistake. ‘By Faust almighty, I’ve been slipping up way too much.’ “Off to bed with you.”

“But I’m not tired.” Sugar Rush said, before yawning.

Chrysalis giggled. “Somepony’s an awful liar.”

“I’m not a *yawn* liar.” The filly’s eyelids drooped. Chrysalis nuzzled the filly, trying to push her back on her hooves, but the earth pony wouldn’t budge. “Mommy, can I sleep with you?”

The changeling queen huffed. “Fine, but just for tonight.” When she felt the filly’s happiness, she couldn’t help but smile. She looked down at Sugar who was nestled up against her side. She kissed the top of her head. “Sleep well.” She turned off her light spell and fell asleep.
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And then the light vanished. The darkness of the forest swept in, unimpeded. Unusual for this time at night, there was naught a sound to be heard. No crickets chirping, no owls and other late night birds. Just silence.

Yet in that silence, a presence roamed. Several of them in fact. The only give away of their presence was faint, red eyes. Pawing the ground and circling the tent. Prey lay inside, but their master wouldn’t let them feed on them. No. They were just sent to observe. And observe they would.
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Authors Note: Sorry for the delay in posting. Life issues and other such nonsense.

Originally, I planned on making this more of a comedic chapter, focusing more on a parody of the events, told by Chrysalis. Eventually, I decided to instead showcase a little event in history. I hoped you enjoyed it.

Something I should mention, the changeling language is draconian.

Draconian:

riika (=) bitch

Comments

[The Guy on Your Right]

625450 Maybe they make out with their victim I think.
Ask Shining Armor because his love got sucked out once.

[Evowizard25]

1870631 No. They most likely feed off the energy that love and other good emotions create. And that way...would never make it's way into this fic. Chrysalis is no pedofoal.

[13foxywolf666]

I like the way Chrysalis's relationship with Rush is developing. It's building gradually, and the emotions she's starting feel are getting obviously stronger but not so quickly that it feels rushed. Great work! I also found the background and history part of the story pretty neat!

[Tonto the Trotter]

Good chapter Evo, nice to see an update from you.

[ScopeEva]

You know I actually googled riika thinking it was some nasty mythical creature. Turns out its the capital city for a country in central Europe.

[AlphaRidley]

Love the story so far!

‘She will pay for actions. I swear it. And it won’t be pretty. Oh no, it’ll be brutal. So brutal, that the brutality will be renowned through the brutal underground that was founded on brutality...