TThe First Changeling-Pony War
MLP: FiM
Dark
Drama
Thousands of years before the Mane Six, before harmony, Equestria was plunged into a four year conflict between the ponies and changelings. The four year conflict will shake the country and everyone in it to its core. Especially those on the front...
Violence
Gore
Death
Celestia
Luna
OC
Other
Chrysalis
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Two sneak peaks?! · 2:41am Jul 29th, 2021

First, TFCPW:

Foresight and his squad stood around Kater’s bed. Lyce and Foresight looked at Curvature. He pushed his glasses up slightly. Foresight didn’t noticed it earlier, but Curvature had a brown mane.
“You know Curvature, you’re the dude changeling I’ve seen with a mane other than Chrysalis.”
Curvature chuckled. “I hear that a lot.”
Foresight smiled, before looking around. Lyce sighed, looking at one of the doctors with worried eyes. “Will uh… will she be alright?”
The doctor nodded. “Mhm. She’ll be fine.”
Lyce breathed a bit easier, before looking at the other two. They didn’t need to hear a single word. They were just about to leave when the door opened. They expected Granite, but instead, a greenish grey hoof stepped through.
“General Vertex!” Foresight said, surprised.
The three changelings threw up a salute as the general stepped through. Vertex, a changeling with a birth defect that left his chitin greenish-grey and gave him red eyes, wings, and carapace, stepped through the door, he’s medals and ribbons on display. He smiled and saluted.
“Heheh, at ease, lads.”
They eased up. Vertex closed the door, then walked over to Kater’s bed.
Lyce smiled. “Well, we should get going sir. Granite’s gonna chew us out.”
“Actually, you’ve all been pardoned.”
Curvature blinked. “Really? By who?”
“By me.” Vertex rubbed a wet towel on Kater’s head. “You three learned the most important lesson about war. Never leave behind someone you can save,” he said confidentially. “After all, it is our motto, right? No Bug Left Behind.”
The three nodded.
“Heh. You three should head to the messhall.”
They nodded and began to leave.
“Oh and Foresight? Chrysalis wants you to report to her. Asap.”
Foresight froze and nodded. “Y-Yes sir.”
With that, the three changelings left, two heading for the messhall, one heading the throne room.

Now, B311

The hive was buzzing with activity. It was just a normal day, nothing out of the ordinary. Yet.
Walking through the hallways was a master of disguise. A changeling like no other. With a black suit and red tie, Hero ‘Bell’ Elytron walked through the hallways, a gold-plated revolver concealed within it. Stepping past the changelings, he soon set his eyes on a certain changeling. He walked over to the changeling. With a swift swing of the hoof, the changeling was knocked unconscious. Hero dragged the unconscious changeling into a broom closet, before stepping out. The now disguised changeling walked out, walking towards his target’s room.
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Parquel and two of his friends walked into his room. The lights were off, but they didn’t question it. They switched on the lights, before turning around and jumping. There, sat in a chair, was a green reformed changeling with red eyes.
“Apex?! The fuck are you doing in here?!” Parquel asked.
“That’s not the question you should be asking.”
Parquel sneered. “You piece of shit. I’m gonna kick your—”
“Do you feel regret?” Apex cut him off.
Parquel. “When I beat your sorry ass? Unlikely.”
Apex nodded. “Thought so.” With that, Apex pulled out a golden revolver and fired four shots into Parquel’s chest. His two friends screamed and ran out of the room. Outside, another gunshot rang out. Thorax and Pharynx ran over.
“What’s going on?!”
The two were incoherent. After a bit of soothing, they finally were able to string together the story of Apex shooting Parquel. But their story seemed less truthful when Thorax pointed out they’d found Apex stuffed in a broom closet. Now they looked even more guilty. Pharynx ran into the room, then peaked out.
“He’s dead. Four shots to the body, one to the head.” Pharynx looked at the two nymphs, before holding up a used pistol. “It seems these two shot Parquel and tried to blame it on him.”
Thorax frowned, before dragging the two off.
In the distance, Hero watched silently as they were pulled away.