Who da warchief now?

by Black Owl


The lazy changeling.

~The troll village~

A troll scout came running to their chief, Vol'jin, and knelled. "A camp of changelings have been spotted, all of them have weapons and they don't seem like they come in pace." The tall chief looked down at the scout and nodded.

"How many are there?" He asked the knelling scout.

"Just a few hundred," He spoke with venom in his voice as he continued. "They are underestimating us, chief."

"Send the best witch doctors, I'll come too of course. I have a plan." The scout moved to do what his chief ordered.


A changeling squad of 300 soldiers was gathered for an attack on the troll village by the order of Queen Idiot Chrysalis. The squad's morale was at the highest, after all they were fighting some weaklings, right?

What the changelings didn't know was that they were being watched by the same creatures they wanted to surprise. The trolls waited in the shadows, all of them being witch doctors. A new strategy made up by their leader, Vol'jin. "Is everyone ready?" At their chief's words the trolls all nodded. "Then cast the illusion spell." And with a long incantation they all disappeared in smoke and came out looking exactly like changelings.

"What are we going to do about their hive mind?" One of the witch doctors asked.

"I have made a potion with the dragon's blood, its power is to interrupt any type of information transfer and make one have no fear or emotion, or any rational thought. Of course, the only thing allowed is speech. Have you all learned their language like I asked you to?" They all nodded. "Ok we are going to move now..." And so, our trolls walked towards the changeling camp.

They were as silent as a panther while hunting, closing in to the enemy's camp. When they were close enough, Vol'jin while in the form of a changeling spoke in their native tongue. "Greetings, we have come in seek of a request."

The changeling guards that were defending said camp looked confused. "What do you want feral?" (Ferals are pretty much the changelings without a queen.)

Vol'jin gave them a smile and spoke with respect. "We wish to join your great queen." This confused the guard, but he soon spoke with pride.

"Of course, I will ask the queen tomorrow. For now come with us." The guard showed the new 'guests' the camp while talking about his queen. What he didn't realize was the disappearance of some of the 'changelings' following him.

The trolls started putting their plan into action, first they used the potions to destroy their link with the hive-mind. That action started a huge commotion between the changelings, mayhem started quickly spreading. Then the second part of the plan. Each of them placed a 5 fire runes next to the 'tents' made out of their weird material. When all the runes where placed, the witch doctors got in one place and ignited all the runes at the same time.

In the mayhem, some of the changelings started fighting each other, believing that one of them started the fire. Things quickly escalated, an outright brawl starting while the flames ate away at what was supposed to be the changeling camp. They leader, Toxic Spark gathered as many changelings as he could and quickly left before he could get caught in the fire or the brawl that seemed to make his subordinates mindless fighters. Unknown to him, Vol'jin and his trolls were a few of the changelings with him.


~Vol'jin's POV~

"Are you alright sir?" Vol'jin asked the changeling captain while helping one of the changelings soldiers.

"Yeah, it seems that the enemy launched a surprise attack. If only the queen wouldn't have rushed in with the attack..." The last part was said in a whisper. 'It seems that their queen isn't so wise... this will be way easier then I though...'

It took a few hours to get to their hive, the hive looked in a poor state. Starving changelings on the streets and the hive being in a destroyed state, all of this comes from either an invasion or, the more likely version, a bad ruler. A bad ruler can be either a selfish one or an inexperienced one. The castle was built with the same organic material the camp was. When we reached the throne room, I finally got to see their ruler.

"Your majesty, a feral changeling came and helped us when we got ambushed. He wishes to talk to you." She responded quickly with a tired tone.

"Bring him in ~yawn~"

In the throne room stood a gigantic version of the normal changeling, but she looked way healthier. 'She probably spends the most on herself, a gigantic mistake. Does she not know, the only way you can successfully do that is if you enslave everyone. However, if you don't trust your family, the end of your life will mean the end of your country.' She also had acid colored hair. Fangs coming out of her upper jaw, which looked like small tusks. 'Cute, but pretty useless. She also looks really young and inexperienced. My favorite type of ruler.' She was covered, literally covered in a huge amount of papers. 'Maybe she took my speech as a threat? Or maybe she was really stressed and my speech was a final straw?
Interesting...'

"Greetings, Queen Chrysalis. I have come for a request which will benefit your people more then mine." This made her ears perk up as she looked at me with a little hope and a lot of curiosity.

"C-continue-chu." She spoke a little while shaking slightly then sneezing.

"I shall ask of you to rethink your assault on the trolls. If you still want to fight them, only death awaits." This shocked bout the Queen and the soldier. A sinister smile making its way on my face. My body started changing, into my actual form. I stood tall in the place of the changeling, a bow in my hands. "So what shall it be? Come under us, or die?" When the words die came out of my mouth, tens of troll assassins, each with a poisonous raptor, appeared and surrounded them. All of them wearing black and green clothes.

"What!? How!?" The queen screamed while looking around at the assassins and their scaly companions.

"Just sum of da voodoo at work. Answer quick, ah don't got time fer dis." Some of the troll accent becoming visible as I spoke.

"Just one thing, will I not be able to rule and can I go back to being a princess?" 'Oook, is she seriously giving up so quickly? Welp, easier for me I guess.'

"Yes, but dat means givin' meh the control over da hive." 'I have no idea why she would want that...'

"Gladly! Go ahead, take control over the hive. Under one condition! I want protection and to be treated like royalty, except the whole marry me off for something." 'Dammit! She though about that too... Well, i guess I'm fine with it.'

"Well den, I guess it is official, however, I expected more of a fight." At that she started laughing.

"No offence, but I'm a terrible leader. All my decisions and attacks were bad ideas! I almost killed this hive off. So nope! I'm out, take care of them King."