A collection of random stories that took place on the wedding night of Shining Armor and Princess Cadence.
A collection of random stories that took place on the wedding night of Shining Armor and Princess Cadence. Starts with Cadence in her wedding bed and follows other who were effected by their "Special Day". It ends with a mistake that Shining Armor makes and how it might echo into the future.
(Teen Just in Case) (Warning chapter 8 has light mind control themes, you have been warned.)
I do not own the right to My Little Pony; Friendship is Magic, it is the property of Hasbro. But I wanted to share this story with you.
This Day is Going to be Perfect
My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic
Chapter 1; First Night Magic
Newly wed couple start their new life. The two were in their honeymoon cottage in a beautiful glad.
The light of Luna's moon filled the bedroom nicely. After their hard earned marriage the wedding night was well worth the wait. A pink Alicorn with semi-curly multicolor main rested comfortable in her wedding bed, her lover, husband and one of her best friends, a white unicorn with multi streaked blue main, rested quietly on her stomach with his arms around her. Cadence, ran her hoof through his main. He had given her all and more, they had consecrated their marriage and proved their love this night. The passion they shared together, she hoped would reverberate through their entire marriage. With the smell of wild flowers creeping in Cadence could only smile and enjoy the hard won peace. She wished that she too could be fast asleep while embracing her lover. But being an Alicorn she had an Earthbound Pony's stamina and a Pegasus Pony's endurance while she was weak, she was far from tired.
"I love you soo much Shining Armor," She whispered to him. "I can't believe that I'm now apart of your amazing family and I can't wait to make one of our own."
She looked up through the skylight at the moon, her blue eyes shined. Aunty Celestia, Aunty Luna, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity and of course the little fillies that acted as flower fillies, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Bell, were they? Twilight, especially my new sister. Thank you for all that you did for us. She thought. She knew that they would have problems, they would fight, they would make up, he would doubt himself, they would cry, they would laugh and strive to do many things and that was life. Their life, together. It was strange how foal sitting, at her Aunts' request, one special little unicorn changed her whole life. It was at that moment She had an idea, she gathered magic in her horn and with all she could muster and her silent prey.
Please, if just for one night let all find love in their own way, may they find happiness and contentment that I have now with my beloved husband. With that she let a little spark of pink light into the air and it dissipated into the night sky. What's the worse that could happen? Cadence thought to herself.
In the that same night in the same land but in a dark corner, The price of failure was being felt.
The darkness of Tramper Swamp suited Chrysalis and her minions well. The swamp had many "Natural" twists and turns. The green, gray trees loomed all around. The massive banyan grove trees that helped blot out the sun, their roots strangled any other "Unwanted"plants and gusts from growing. There hive was a massive bundle of dead plants, rocks, tangled roots and their own saliva that crystallized into a twisted maze. Luminescent fungus covered every area adding light where torches just would not do.
Collapsing just inside the hive entrance she was exhausted and injured. "Seer," She cried as a small army of workers flooded in and started to attend to their queen and the few warriors that came in with her. She was battered, bruised and without any power, the hand full of warriors that could barely drag themselves up. The rest are lost, I don't care for weaklings. She side mentally. Chrysalis locked her eyes on the nearest drown. "Take me to the Seer, Now!" The workers obeyed and carried her away as she bid.
The Seer's chamber was much different the rest of the hive. While the hive was covered with black and an almost living neon green full of gloom, despair and death. The Seer's chambers was a vibrant brown with pieces of tribal art work all over, a bubbling black cauldron, in one corner was a dark hole covered with a mass of spider webs. All manners of medicinal herbs and plants hung from the ceiling.
"Seer, Seer!" Chrysalis shouted.
An old Zebra parted the spider webs screen. His main was long and unkempt, his eyes were milky white, he was adorn with rags, tarnished and old jewelry.
"Seer," She barked. "Your vision was wrong, I'm injured and my warriors were devastated!"
Zebra shook his head. "You did not listen to what I'd say and now you think I'd take the blame." He paused so words to sink in. "Did I not say, if you did not love the groom then your plan would be forever doomed." His aged, gravely voice ragged.
Now that she thought about it... an envision like that would have drown the love with fear. I had rushed headlong into something without studying my subjects thoroughly.
Chrysalis bit her lower lip slightly, he was right any other time she would have listened to him and his advice would be greatly rewarded, but she did this time... He was right but she wouldn't admit it to anyone.
"Fortune smiles on your brewed a second chance just for you." The Zebra interjected.
"How so?" The Queen questioned.
The Seer was mixing something. Turning quickly, the Zebra forced her mouth open and poured the mixture down her throat. The Queen felt her body twist, bend and buckle, there was great pain through her body but she soon was able to stand again.
The Seer passed several calabashes filled with the same potion. "More brew for your brewed."
"Excellent after that we begin our new attack!" She cheered with a new exuberance. Or at least some sort of revenge. She thought to herself
"Not as of yet, you are not set!" The Seer warned.
"Then when Seer?" She questioned.
"We must wait to act too soon shall seal our fate."
"We? You mean me! Why must I wait?" She flashed him a twisted grin.
The Seer shook his head. “It is time you must take. Not while you are so irate."
"Fine I'll wait, but it must not be long." She barked and left the Seer's room. She knew that she had to make better plain.
The old Zebra nodded but said nothing, the Seer watched as she left his chamber. The Seer made a wicked smile. "And soon I will have it all and only watch while you fall.” He looked down in his cauldron. "Trusting me is most certainly a mistake"
Meanwhile in Canterlot a unicorn the color of baby leaves sat at her desk her orange eyes fixed on the papers she was grading. Her long, wavy, burgundy, brown striped main fell around her face.
This day was suppose to be perfect, a day that I would dream of since I was small. Instead of eating wedding cake with my stallion date I was left in a closet knocked out cold. She though woefully.
In truth Charming Aspen had been locked in a janitor's closet the whole time. Yes, she was out cold, but no one bothered to looked for her. Did they know to look for her? Granted the first wedding was actually an attack by Chrysalis, Queen of Changeling's and her brewed. Like anyone outside academia would know her name. Charming fumed in her head. "This day was important to me, the wedding was between a former classmate and friend. Captain of the Royal Guards, Shining Armor." She couldn't help but grows again.
She was oddly shaped just like her mother. Unusually long neck, oddly long arms, larger hoofs. In fact except her main and tail, she got that from her father, she looked just like her mother. An odd wobbling mess, she has been described. Few, if any Stallion, in Canterlot bothered with an oddly shaped mare like her. It was a little dishearten by that but... She had come to except that, still it stung, just a little. She closed her eyes and started to dream of dancing with a stallion but her mental image of the stallion was a blur. She could she see the beautiful decorations, the light, the food, she leaned in towards her date for a kiss when... The front door slammed.
She snapped out of daydream. "Well the rest of the family is here." She spoke as she fixed he oversize round glasses.
Walking out of her room/office and down the hall to the kitchen where the front door was. She stumbled and landed face first on the floor just in view of the kitchen.
"Hay sis." A group called to her.
"Hello, little Filly." Another voice added.
Five unicorn stallions of varying ages came tromping in, to the immediate left of the door was an enormous round table. Each slumped down into the five of seven chairs. Charming lifted herself up and joined them in the chairs.
The twins were closest to her, Hook and Ladder. Both strong, burgundy colored unicorns with stripped blond mane and tails with mischievous eyes identical in every way except for cutie marks. They were both Fire stallions, both of their marks had a fire stallions hats, but one had a latter the other was a pole with a hook at the end. They were always the jokers of the group but today the hung their heads low.
"Today was an absolute nightmare! Wouldn't you say Hook?" Latter asked his brother.
"You got that right Latter. But at least you weren't stuck to the wall." Hook answered. Brother sighed deeply and quietly.
Her older brother, Vital Sat was an EMT pony a dark yellow unicorn with an aqua streaked main and tail he had a cute mark of a blue cross leaning against a green cross. With his head was resting on the table his eyes closed tight. Charming hope he would be OK, he always took life so seriously. Of course he was always the first on the scene at any calamity. He never let anyone down, except himself.
"Yesmostdeffently!" Vital Sat said fast and his face still barred in his front legs.
"Slow down!" Hook sated.
"We can't understand you." Latter conclude.
Raising his head. "I said, yes most definitely!" Vital snapped before putting her head down again.
Next to her older brother was, Set Right a muddy, gray unicorn with black spots and light green main and tail and a cute mark of a pair of handcuffs and police hat. He was a Contralto Police officer. Though the Capital city didn't really need a Police force, because the Royal Guards were housed here, but today was definitely different. He was as true and law abiding as any pony could ever be, honest to a fault.
"Buck, buck it all! They had everyone on the street, even the meter mares were in the fray," Set Right said. "I got snagged too, but I went down swinging, I think I took a few out."
The final stallion was, her father, Stalwart a dark brown unicorn with burgundy main and tail, going gray. He his cutie mark was a set of papers and a hard hat sitting on them. He was a city engineer. He was much broader than the others in his head was hung lower. Normally he would give you the shirt of his back but today he was really worn.
"You all did a real bang up job, I'm proud of all of you and the find work you all did. No matter what happened you've made me and your mother," Her father looked at an empty seat. "Are proud of you all."
The empty seat next to her was where her mother would have sat, Wavering Willow she was good at gardening and owned a flower shop. Which now belong to someone else, none of them could continue to run it after her death. Her father and brothers all said Charming was much like her except for her main. She had few faint memories and what she was told by the rest of her family.
"I see that everyone had the same kind of day I've had." Charming said cupping her head in her hoofs. "Ruined for everyone."
The rest of her family looked at her with confusion. "Well, in my case," Charming began. "I ended up locked in the janitors closet I didn't ever get to go to my old friends wedding. The fake wedding and the real wedding, when they had it. I just got out a few hours ago."
"Sorry about that sis." Vital Sat said.
"Didn't your date look for you?" Hook asked
"Yah, wasn't he wondering where you went?" Latter asked.
"He didn't, he just paired up with one of the single mares at the wedding." Charming waved a hoof at them and let out a sigh.
"Well I know someone who's getting a boot on his carriage." Set Right said as he pounded his hoof on the table.
"Don't bother, I knew that would happen I just didn't want to be set up with Mr. Barley's nephew, he have no idea how to use soap. I just didn't want to miss the wedding, but I did." She pushed herself up out of the seat and look at her brothers and father, she knew only one thing that could cheer them all up. Our favorite treat should turn things around. She thought smiled faintly at them. "Hay, I'm sure that there is a noodle cart that is still in one piece that we can buy from. My treat!" Charming finished with as much enthusiasm as she could fake.
"Noodles!" Her brother called out in unison. "Yah, I think that would be the best right now for all of us, you too." Her father said. Putting an arm around his daughter and a smile on his face. They all got up from the table and out the front door.
Luna's moon shone down on the Canterlot streets, it was eerily beautiful. The streets were still covered with blast holes, many of the store fronts were broken into while other were simply gutted completely out. Lamps lights were intermittently lit and sparse people were out. The family finally found what they were looking for, a mobile noodle shop. The white- blue stallion that worked behind the counter his eyes looked as if they were suck in a permanent squint, but he worked quickly and with great detail to their work. Passing his patterns their food, Charming watched her brother's mouth water. They all took a seat and began to order but that's when she notice something. It was only out of the corner of her eyes but still...
"Hey guys I'll be back in a moment I've got to take care of something."
"OK, sis but your still paying." Hook called out.
"No problems, just be a moment." Charming called back. I can't be sure. I thought I saw a filly slide into a sewer, but why would a filly be down there. She thought to herself. If I followed her what's the worse that could happen?
Her name is Breezy Halberd, she was a Pegasus in a city of unicorns.
Her makeshift settle bag rubbed uncomfortably against her stormy gray coat, her long, white, and blue main kept sliding in front of her light green eyes. Her parents had abandoned with only a name. She knew she sounded bitter, but it was sadly true. They dropped her off at the dead of night at a cut-rate orphanage. Day in and out she would struggle to survive against all the unicorn bustards, well not all of them were bustards, just most of them. That's where she learned that she wasn't the only unlucky foal, even the rich abandoned their children. That was one good thing for her, her parents were just dead beats. Yes, there were other Pegasus and Earth bound ponies, but they were out number and quickly subjected. Not her! She wanted to be top of the heap, she had big dreams and the orphanage was no place for her to make them come true. She had to run away.
She gave a smile of satisfaction. Today turned out to be just perfect for my plans. She thought to herself. "I thought that the wedding would have caused enough distraction for me to get the ingredients I need," She snickered with a devilish smile. "Buck yah, the changelings were better than I could hope for. I got all I could ever need and I didn't even need to cover my tracks because the Changelings will be blamed for everything that I took. Can't ask for a better opportunity."
She snaked around the mason tunnels to her home base. It was a little out cove with a canvass covered lean-to and a cooking fire. She placed a large pot filled with water on the fire, while waiting for the water to boil she organized her ingredients. "So, everything will be ready. Just need that old book."
Slipping into the her lean-to and pulled the old book she had, liberated, from the Canterlot liberally. Flipping threw the old yellow pages carefully as not to damage them, until she found the page she wanted. "Ah, The Potion of Maturate. Just what I need." Piercing said with a smile.
As the waters started to boil she pulled her ingredients out of her settle bag. Several jars of various things powders, liquids, plant and animal body parts. She read the ingredients off to herself, measure each of the ingredients and dropped them into the boiling water. She watched the water changed not only color but viscosity and change in viscosity, she read the book to make sure she was still doing everything right. She stirred the potion slowly and continued her work with fence determination. I'm almost done, mere moments away! She cheered to herself, internally.
That's when she got sloppy, she didn't noticed another pony come up behind her.
"What are you doing little filly?" A voice from behind her asked.
Breezy turned around she could see a unicorn staring back at her. Her big, bright orange eye and equally round glasses reflected her, transfixing her in place. Piercing did not know what do. Why can't I move She quickly thought to herself. She tried to pull her eyes away from the unicorn's eyes, but it was impossible for some reason. She was being held there by some force, those eyes! So soothing, calming, drawing.
"Why can't I take my eyes off you? What is so drawing about you?" The unicorn asked her. Snapping her back to reality
"Don't know? Now leave!" The unicorn continued to look at her, she tried to shake her. "Get the buck out of her and leave me alone!" Piercing shouted. Those eyes quickly had her again, transfixing her pulling at her mind.
"Wow, you got a mouth on you. Nothing I've haven't heard before." The unicorn said still with a puzzled look on her face.
Breezy knew she had to do something and do it fast. But she couldn’t move like a spell was holding her in place by those eyes. The unicorn came closer to her, Breezy tried to back herself up, but she couldn't do it fast enough. The unicorn came closer to her she tried to get away, but as soon as she did the unicorn tripped. Breezy jumped to one side as the unicorn tumbled over the fire and knocking over her potion. The potion and all it’s remains drained into the near by watery channel. When she came to a rolling stop Breezy noticed that he main and tail had started to catch on fire.
Acting fast, as if by command, she threw a blanket over the unicorn and started to pat her down to put out the fire. When she was sure that the fire was out she moved away from the unicorn. She was only slightly singed nothing more. Why did I do that? Breezy though. Yah, know she doesn't seem dangerous.
The Unicorn had gotten up now and was shaking herself. "Thank," She said with a smile. "My name is Charming Aspen and I followed you down here. What is your name?"
Breezy was transfixed by those eyes again. " Breezy Halberd." Answered as if by command she could not disobey.
Charming noticed the book and walked over to it. "The Potion of Maturate, why would you want to make that? I mean if you used that if forces the hands of time forwards and there's now turning it back. Your time as a foal is to teach what you need when you are a mare. What do you want to be, Breezy?"
The filly didn't answer her. Charming spoke up. "I wanted to be Head Mistress of Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, I mean I know that Celetia's the real Head Mistress but she always has another Unicorn running it for her. I guess I would be called The Dean of Academic Affairs."
The spell was letting up or was she getting use to it? "I want to be a Weather Boss!" She snapped at Charming.
"A Weather Boss?" Charming asked.
"A Weather Boss is a Pegasus that helps runs Cloudsdale Weather Factories. There are Five Bosses; Winter Boss, Summer Boss, Autumn Boss, Spring Boss and The Four Seasons Boss. Like the Winter Boss runs all the weather and its aspects for Winter. Every single aspect, timing, preparation for special event and so forth. Same goes for Summer Boss, Spring Boss and Fall Boss. The Four Seasons Boss runs every single thing, the factories and the four other Bosses, every thing. That's what I want to be, The Four Seasons Boss." She thought about her dream and her eyes seemed to dazzle.
"I didn't know that there were still Pegasus that wanted to do that. Most want to be racers or Wonder Bolts." Charming mused.
"Racing OK , but without the Weather Bosses then there would be no racing or any food or anything for that matter, there would only be Chaos," She looked at Charming. "Did you get your dream?" The eyes weren’t holding any more she could run, but now she didn’t want to. She wanted to know about this unicorn.
Charming shook her head. "No, I'm only a teacher at the school, but I love my job. I like training young fillies, like you, reached their potential."
"Oh," Breezy looked down at the ground still wishing that the potions was not gone. "That's a bummer."
"Some dreams come true, Some dreams die, Some dreams fade, Some drams change, and Some come back to life. I found that I liked teaching more than being a bureaucrat maybe later I'll try and become The Dean of Academic Affairs." Charming's smile widened. "Right now, I think I want to help you make your dream comes true."
Breezy looked at her skeptically. "Why?" She felt comfortable now no longer scared.
Charming seemed to be in thought. "Well, too many Pegasus are obsessed with racing and soon who would be left to take care of the weather. If you truly like weather then you should go for it but you can't do it alone."
"Yah, I know that, but you didn't answer me. Why do you want to help, it should be no skin of your snout what I want to do!" Breezy snapped at the unicorn.
"I see a lot of myself in you and helping you will help me vicariously bring my dream to reality." Charming looked in the little filly’s eyes again. The two could no brake the there stair. "Most of all I want you in my family, will you join me and my family?" The two not wanting to look away from each other.
"I can't say no to you," Breezy cited in an almost faraway voice. "I want to be apart of your family." She said flatly, still looking the mare in the eyes.
The two embraced each other and they wanted to stay that way. They could feel a warmth, a feeling not of interment nature but of a familiar nature. The feeling of mother and daughter. They broke their embrace and smiled at each other. "Lets, go and see my brothers and father. I think they'll like a new little filly in the family. My brother will just love their new little niece."
"They're into little fillies?"
"Sort of," Charming smiled sheepishly and scratch the back of her head. "I think it's more like they like to protect mares and fillies but... I'm not sure." Charming said hesitantly.
"So, how many brothers do you have?"
"Four and my father, so more like five at times. But now there's seven in our family because of you. My little filly." The two smiled at each other.
The Pegasus filly smiled back and replied. "Thanks, mom."
They had survived and that was the important part. They were stuck in the sewer behind enemy lines, in the enemy's capital city to make matter worse. The world was not a place for a drone to be they had no individualism to help them they were stronger only as a group and all they were...
Eight in all, eight in total, only eight. They had no name and never actually had any way to help themselves. They were only drones, works at that not, warriors. They were only workers they had nothing else but to try and find safety. They had taken refuge in sewer so they knew they would have some level of protection, for now. They didn’t know what to do, they had to take refuge and work together. Thats all they could do they were drones nothing more to them
That is until they heard. “The rest are lost, I don't care for weaklings.” They heard their queens words. They became dishearten and they were willing to meet their fate, imprisonment, experimentation, even death.
But then IT happened.
They feed off love, but they still need water, even if it was a brackish and possibly contaminated. They drank deep of the water, they drank until they received their fill. Something was wrong, they felt strange. Their bodies cracked and aced they twisted, writhing in pain.
When the pain subsided the tunnel became smaller much smaller, or did they became bigger much bigger? The eight looked at each other, they had all changed, but they were still changelings, but not like they were, bigger, stronger, buffer. Spikes, stingers, fangs, and stronger limbs. They were not just drones any more, they were more than that. They could think for themselves now, they could talk and express themselves too. It was a miracle!
That's when we heard IT. "Now you're lost and all alone but I'll give you a new home. " The aged voice echoed in their mines like the link they had with their former queen.
They chattered to themselves, collectively they gave their answer. "Yes!" They hissed in their new voices.
They could hear his smile. In a booming respons. "Welcome to my hive, now it's time for use to thrive!"
Collectively they answered again. "Yes, your majesty."
A lone stallion sat in the middle of a junk yard. His long, scraggy, tan mane fell around his face, his tail swiped the ground. His jade green coat covered in oil, encrusted in dirt. The Earthbound spoke, quietly. "This day was going to be perfect, a day that I have dreamed of since I was young, ruined and burning flame! Now all I feel is pain... Now I have nothing at all!" He roared to the mounts of scrap and refuse.
He had been refused, his dreams gone. His name was Chain Link, he was a mechanical genies, but he was forced to work in a junk yard. ‘His Kingdom’ of thrown away things like him.
"No, No, this can't be happening," He tried to convince himself of what he was looking at. He was huddled over a letter, a letter that was from his mare friend, Oil Slick, She had left him. "It's bad enough that I'm trapped her in this overgrown trash can. But I could have dealt with it if I had you. Now you are gone and I have this!" A hollow feeling tore into his chest and the worst he could not fix it. He knew that there was nothing he could do, he was empty and he would be like that forever!
He was the son of a Chambermaid and Master. That selfish , self serving unicorn made her abandon him in a dump! He could have just left him in an orphanage where he would never know but, NOOOO! The Day he was born, That very day, down the trash shoot! How could he know this? He had fallen into the arms of a stallion named Scrapper. Scrapper was the garbage stallion. The stallion was old but knew the value, the true value of things and kept him safe. Taught him everything too, a true loving father.
That was until he passed on. In truth Chain Link did not exist but Scrapper left him the all that he owned. He dare not leave this dump for he was technically not a legal citizen of Equestria, no birth records, no ID number nothing. But the Property was still privately owned by a shell company Scrapper had set up so Chain Link could have it, smart stallion he was. But in truth he was trapped, he loved Scrapper but hated being stuck in this world.
The thought came back, the thought of Oil Slick. She had pushed back the sadness and anger in his life. The Pain came back in force now. He opened his hooves wide as if he was showing the Scrap yard to the sky. "Buck it all, buck it all there is nothing I can do, I mean obviously but... what the worse you can throw at me now!" That's when he heard a strange whistling noise he looked up in the sky. Something was coming this way, what could it be? He watched as a black figure bounced of the ground and crashed into one of the piles. He moved in closer to see what this new thing was. It was a strange pony, sleek, black shiny with a curved horn and insect like wings. It had tiny white fangs and a gray white frills of a main and a tail the same color. He had to bring this new creature into his home, especial if it could be dangerous. He didn’t really care about his own safety any more.
This creature needs to be fixed first. Then he would go into town and see if he could find out anything he can about his new guest. He had so many plains to work now. In side his home he started to work. Construction of a frame was simple. A moving cast! Brilliant! He thought to himself as he went to work on his new masterpiece. He would have to go into town under cover and figure out what she was and even get supplies but all would be well.
He need work to keep his mind sharp and off his troubles.
She was a worrier, not the best but not the worst either. Her Queen had failed, she called out for aid and all she got in returned for her plea for help from her hive was, “Your of no future use. I don't care for weaklings”
A tear came down her multifaceted eyes. She had nothing, now. A changeling with out a hive was nothing. Why had this happened she had always been good the the Hive why did they leave her? But where was she now? In prison, some scientist lab, a torture chamber? She opened her eyes. The room was covered with all manner of junk, she lifted her head. She was laying on an old worn out couch. She felt like she had been crushed but she struggled to get up, surprisingly she was moving! Her limbs had been wrapped in metal, but it wasn’t confining. In fact she felt like she could move even better.
She was in a home? It was covered in all manners of devices that look very unusual to her. Pieces of metal, other odd and ends everywhere, books of different types was surround her. The whole place was lit with rows of lamps that branched out from the main room but they were all out. There was no windows that she could see and there was for anyone so see in to the house. She saw a light from a far away room, her curiosity got the best of her.
She made her way to the room and carefully pushed it open the lightest bit and peered through the crack. There was a stallion there working at a metal bench, tinkering with something that remedied her of the device that she had now. He nimble, crafted his device and with out any work.
"Oh, you're up." The stallion stated without looking at the door. He seemed focused on his task.
"What..." She clicked.
"What am I doing, or what are you doing still alive?" He questioned.
"..." A slight clicking noise followed the silence.
"Yes, look what you are up and from what I found out from town. You are a changeling a creature that feeds off love, you can change your form and your kind attacked Canterlot. Why did I not turn you in?"
She did wonder that, so she nodded. She opened her mouth to speak but then shut it.
"The point is, why should I? By Equestrian law I am essentially a prisoner here.” The stallion made sure she heard that clearly. “So in a very real sense that means you are too. I am not afraid for my safety because I have no love in my heart and so thus nothing for you to feed on. This place is a junk yard so I can find iron easily, it's poison to your kind. Am I right?" He shifted his gaze to the female changeling.
She looked around and saw a broken photo with a mare in it. She focused on the image trying to get a mental image, she need a form...
As if he seance what she was trying to do. "Don't bother, that mare is my ex. So what is your name?" She could tell, he was not lying, she could sense no love in his heart.
The stallion heard a clicking noise before she started to speak. "I have no name or at least one that is translatable in your language."
"Would you like a name?" He asked. "I'm Chain Link by the way."
With a few click. "Why not, I can't even fly, I am too hurt right now."
"Yes, that device is a walking cast and it could help you move around and heal at the same time." Chain Link turned around and gave her a slight smile. He slowly walked around her examining her closely. "Yes, I think I have a name for you. You're all sleek and shiny like grease but the curves? How about Grease Blossom?"
She could sense something inside him start to grow. Was it Love? No, admiration perhaps She thought to herself then about it for a moment with a click. "All right that will do but what will I eat? Chain Link is it?"
"Yes it is. I'll think of something, it's not like I have anything better to do." Chain Link went back to his work on the metal bench.
"Are you not afraid that you will be found out if someone from your family comes and visits?
"You mean am I afraid that you and your other, um, come and get you?"
"Hive and I've been abandoned by them. I have no where to go." She told him bitterly. Even saying it aloud hurt her a lot.
"Same as me, like I said before I am more a prisoner here then a resident."
"Can I join you?" She clicked out. Grease Blossom felt something stir in her, she joined him at the workbench. A spark of hope? But from who? me or him. Grease Blossom doesn’t sound too bad a name anyway. She mused to herself. “What are you working on?"
"I'm working on something truly interesting something that could..." Chain Link faded. "I'll wait to tell you."
"Why?" Grease Blossom chattered.
"Weather we could ended up as allies or just two individuals stuck in the same place. Time will tell though." He continued his work in silence. Grease Blossom looked as his work and started to think about what this strange stallion was up to.
The two stayed up the rest of the nigh, Chain Link working whiled Grease Blossom stayed by his side. It was her realization that the two had much uncommon, they had nothing and they were nothing, but they could possible take what they wanted from this world.
The cabin seemed to be empty, Cadence was missing and nothing seemed to be stirring, no sound, it was not natural. Something was not Right! Shining immediately put up his guard and readied himself for anything. I’ve failed once, but not again! The raged to himself. He couldn’t let it happen again!
He started to check the cabin there was still nothing. That’s when he notice a faint glow, it was coming from the bathroom. Shining knew that glow it was green it was, a changeling one must have followed them here. Rushing forward he threw the door open just in time to see the last of the pink Alicorn mare to fade away to reveal the sleek black form of a familiar foe.
“Chrysalis! How did you get her?” Shining Armor raged.
She shook her head. “Oh dear, dear Shiny there never was a Cadence,” her voice lowered into a calming hiss.
“What! No, your lying!”
“Believe what you will but it is true, the real one was executed a looong time ago and I replaced her. I have been planning this for so long, but my stand in got a little too big for her own good and started to cause trouble. I must thank your pretty little sister for helping me. May be after I make you my King she can be my adviser?” Chrysalis mused. “I will stop you this time!” Shining declared. “How?” That’s when Shining started to notice his body moving closer to her’s. Her crooked horn lit up with green magic. His eyes forcefully forces on the glow. “Not this again!”
“No, this is different, now just look at the pretty little light and forget everything but our love and your obedience to me!”
“No!” Shining shouted.
“Hush, just quiet…” She calmly said starting to lightly way her head. “Calm down and look, my love. It is for the best, watch the glow let it consumes your attention, you don’t want to look away and the more you look the more it become harder to think and the more loving and obedient you will become my king.” Shining could stop his eyes form following the glow as his body move inches away from her’s. Slowly she embraced him with her front hooves. “Let my embrace calm and relax you.” she hissed softly. Shining felt his muscles obey her wish as his eye continued to follow the light, the beautiful light. No, not beautiful! His thoughts tried to rage. Things were becoming cloudy.
“I do love you My Shiny that is why I’m going to make you my king and not a thrall. Just watch the light everything will be OK.” She flashed a fanged smile.
It was like quicksand, his body sunk deeper and deeper into Chrysalis’ hooves he eyes would not stop watching the light. Little by little the fog of his mind became worse and worse until all he would see was the light. He fought, he did but there was nothing he could do as he felt magic being to violate him. “That is it Shiny almost there, OH you will look so handsome.” Chrysalis voice said. Deeper, deeper and deeper he sank until he was floating in a sea of calm and bliss.
No thoughts, no feeling, nothing but love. “Wak-e, wak-e Shiny.” Chrysalis voice said. Shining’s yes opened. There was a massive black Changeling, two expansive insect like wing unferald this changeling had a blue mane and was looking back at him.
“You look so good now Shiny, say when we get back lets start with you sister and her friends. What do you say?”
Shining was terrified as his voice answered back with a reverberated twist. “I like that idea my love.” He body replied “Nothing is going to stop us now, lets get to work on making a whole new batch of changelings. Chrysalis beckoned him to the wedding bed.
A gasp escaped Shining Armor as he woke up, sweat covered his face. Looking around he knew it was late, but the feeling wouldn't leave him alone. He quickly exited the room and himself. Nothing out of place! He breathed a metal relief. A dream obviously, but it still didn’t make him feel better. The dream was a product of his turbulent heart, he needed time to think about everything.
“Sorry Cady, have to get up.” He whispered softly to his bride, who was still deep asleep.
He slid out of bed, trying not to wake his lover, he took a long look at his wife. His face took on a shape of someone in pain. Shining went out into the living room where a smoldering fire sat into a stone fireplace. He slumped down into a chair next to a dying fire and stared into the embers. Everything was still bothering him but he couldn’t elevate the pain in his heart.
I was such a foal! He thought to himself. How could I not see it.
Shining stood up and with his magic put another log on the fire and then pushed the coals around with a rod iron poker. I racked my sister's heart through coals, because I couldn't see. I almost ruined my sister's life, because I was so blind. He sat down in the chair again, and glanced back into the bedroom where his wife was sleeping.
Looking back into the fire he wondered what he could do to stop this from ever happening again. He knew he was not very smart nor very studious, like his sister. He was powerful just like his sister, but he was more of a one trick pony. Shields that's all I'm good at, when it comes to magic that is. How can I ever be the strong supporter that Cadence needs if I can be so easily taken en. She needs a strong knight and a sure husband to support her and right now I'm neither. I need to do..." He stopped in mid thought.
Shining’s eyes looked around the room, until his eyes fell on his wedding gifts. He noticed a scroll that sat on top of the other gifts. Curious he got up from the chair and unfurled it.
Dear, BBBFF
You probably just notice this gift, I had Spike send it to you, so don't worry you didn't miss it. I found this spell in the Royal Library and I thought that it could be useful. I know that you aren't too good at learning new spells. You don't have a vast array. Your Shielding spell, a couple of attack spells, and some restraint spells, if I'm not mistaken? Well this spell could be used to unmask Changelings. The spell can break through magic that changes perception, such as the Changelings ability to become other ponies. You can try and learn it on our own, but if you're having trouble, then I'll help you learn it when you get back.
Love, your LSBFF
Shining studied the spell for a few moments. He started to scratch his chin in thought. "Brakes though magic that changes perception ah, that could be useful. I could use that..." An idea came roaming into his head. "Even if I master it, there's got to be a way to use it all the time. I'm not like my sister, I can't just make up a new spell, even if I have an original to work from." Another idea came to him. "Yah, just may be..., What was it that Charming told me?" He said to himself.
The memory came back. A time before he had began his relationship with Cadence. When he was dating a unicorn named Charming Aspen, a specialist in charm magic. The two had just finished a lovemaking section, they laid in bed together, he was dozing while she was writing on her pillow case. He was use to a mares, and fillies, burning the midnight oil.
"Charming, what are you doing?" He asked with his eyes still closed.
"Working on a little something..." She replied childishly
"Oh really," He opened his blue eyes and focused on her. "What is it, something world changing?"
"Maybe? It is a way to apply charm magic to the body with out an intermediary." She respond still working on it.
"I did not understand half, if not any of what you said." He told her.
"Simply put, charm magic usually needs something to attach the magic too. Charm magic is release only when the conditions are right. Usually this conditions vary depending on the charm. What I am working on is a way to apply Charm magic to a living being without any thing else. Does that clear things up?"
"A little," He looked down at the formula and examined it. "This will do it? Say, what's the difference between spells and charms?
"Spells have to be cast the moment they are needed and you need an X amount of magic to complete any spell. A spell's power is equal to the amount of magic power in the caster's body. But charms can be use by any unicorn because you can charge the charm with power and in many case it can keep or even strengthen over time. A charm could be set up with a little magic now and months even years later, I could use it and it would be just as good as a unicorn casting a spell the same day I use the charm. The charm can be used by non unicorn as well. Any better?"
Shining laughed hesitantly. "I guess I'll take your word for it."
"Simple, I can take a spell and picture it being wrapped around the object you want, like your shield spell. Then let another pulse of strait magic and picture the magic tying the spell to the object. Dose that help now?" Charming smiled.
"A little, so why do you need a formula for all that?" Shining asked.
"I only gave you a simplified and water down version of charm magic." Charming giggled and pushed a pillow into his face. Before she pounced on him again. "Ready for another round?"
"You know it." He laughed.
"That mare was insatiable," Shining said with a chuckle. "I just couldn't deal with her family, we had to part way,” He paused. “But she did point me towards Cadence. I wonder if she found her special somepony. I mean she is kind of wobbly, but get beyond that... though I didn't see her at the wedding." He thought about it for a moment. "Well, to be fair a lot of guest were missing after the first wedding..."
Shining looked back at the spell and then remembered what Charming said. He smiled and nodded, it was a sound idea, right. He knew some of the formula and the basic idea so why wouldn't it work? He study the spell and got up from the chair and walked over to a full size mirror. He aimed his horn at the mirror and focused on his eyes, he slowly charged his spell and just as Charming said he slowly wrapped his eyes in the spell. When he was sure that his eyes were completely covered he readied to let out another burst of magic to seal the spell to his eyes. He focused letting another burst of magic energy build. With a deep breath and steady himself and then let his magic loose. The magic charge blasted from his horn and bounced off the mirror and back into his face. He was thrown back and collide with the wall.
Shining awake, he was not sure how long he was out. He didn’t wake Cadence. He wasn’t sure that he efforts worked. He looked around he could was something different, but it was all the same. He looked into the mirror and saw an unnatural sheen to his eyes, he seen that before when Charming had made them in front of him. "I think it worked," He breathed a smile crossed his face. "Can't be sure, but I'll see if I can talk to Charming when we get back."
He was tired from all his work and he knew he need sleep. He didn’t notice a strange bleeding of magenta energy from his eyes. He could sense something was out of place but he couldn’t put his hoof on it. He returned to his wedding bed with his wife waiting for him. He was too tired and as soon as he put his head on the pillow he drifted off to sleep. While sound asleep his partner shifted slightly, only enough to reach Shining's ear.
"Good night Gleaming Shield, my love, sleep tight." A voice that sounded like Cadence but slightly deeper. If Shining was still aware of his surrounding he would have noticed a more muscular, pink arm drape over him.