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// Prologue: A Past Untold 
// Story: Changeling Fate 
// by Nightmare Rift 
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Twilight's POV:
Changelings are a daily part of life in Equestria or mainly Ponyville. Ten live in Ponyville, another ten live in Canterlot, the rest live in the hive. Mala is my favorite, as she is excellent with the fillies, and I often see her helping put Cheerilee at the school house. Tomorrow I have a meeting with all of the Princesses about random stuff, but I also get to hang out with Mala. She doesn’t do anything on the weekends as school doesn’t run, but we enjoy reading and studying magic together. She almost always stays in Changeling form, but occasionally she will pick a form if we go somewhere that isn’t use to seeing Changelings.

"Hey Twi, whatcha thinking about, since ya obviously haven't been payin' a lick of attention to Rainbow Dash's story?" Applejack questions me as I jolt back to reality. 

"Oh, wondering about the Changelings, speaking of which, I haven't seen any of them today. Where are they?"

"You don't remember Twilight? It's their day of mourning for those they lost in the War of Crystal. Remember?" Fluttershy pipes up quietly from across the room. 

"I completely forgot about that, thanks for the reminder Fluttershy."

I start to wander home thinking all the while that tomorrow will bring no surprises out of the ordinary. I make it home to see Spike dusting as he usually does Friday nights, and I go to make him Gem Hot Chocolate, just to let him know how much I appreciate him. As the day starts to end, Celestia lowers the sun, Luna raises the moon, and sleep will soon come. We all go back to our home to get some sleep, but I lay awake pondering if there are Changelings out there that believe that everyone shouldn’t be together, and if there are still evil Changelings out there?


Night Crystal's POV:
As my fellow Changelings all finish up their mourning period, I start to wonder what it must be like for them to do that every year. I've never done so because everyone in my family died when I was little, and ever since that, I had been raised by two Changelings that were too old to leave the hive. They both died about a year ago. I miss them every day, but not in the same way the others feel the loss of their kin. No one in the hive ever sees me or notices me, so I just keep to myself and not talk to anypony. A group is arriving back to the hive to join in the mourning, the group that goes to Ponyville everyday. I can’t imagine trying to fit in, especially with the way we look, reformed or not. I see a flash of yellow and pink in my vision and wonder what I just saw. I find the blur again and realize that an actual pegasus came to join the mourning. I wanted to go ask who she is, but I don't want to blow my cover for my new plan tomorrow. A plan to turn into a young (1327 year old) Alicorn and try to make friends in the real pony world, without being found out. Well, that sounds easy in my head, but I don’t think it is going to be.