Extinction.
It’s a word I grew up around, but never fully understood.
Mother always talked about it, but I never got it. After all, there were hundreds of us, almost a thousand. How could we go extinct?
Mother always talked about the time before, when there were thousands of us. If I was good, she would tell me the story of the wicked ponies of Equestria, and how they drove us out here into the badlands.
Back then, “extinction” was just a far-off word that Mother always harped over, almost as much as her “Grand Plan” to take over Canterlot and then “all of Equestria would fall before her.”
Now Chrysalis is gone, her grand plan failed, and the last changeling hive is in shambles.
And extinction isn’t just a word anymore.

Further chapters will be uploaded as they are edited.
Naming and editor credit goes to [REDACTED]
Name of the story is a reference to the song by the heavy "Who needs the sunshine."

*Edit: Got some fanart! which the artist has kindly allowed me to use as a cover image, thank you Stormwatch.

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Hey! Audio!

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