Chrysalis sat on her throne, watching as several changelings soldiers, the Devil Horns, trotted past her. They soon stood at attention in front of her throne, their faces wearing stone cold expressions. She chuckled. “You boys put on one hell of an act!” she called.
The soldiers remained stone cold. But, it was obvious they were trying not to laugh. Chrysalis chuckled, stepping down from her throne, walking up to the platoon. She smiled peacefully, humming. She trotted between the rows, watching as the soldiers tried not to stumble over their own hooves. “Heheh, adorable.”
The changelings fidgeted, some trying to hide blushes. Chrysalis soon sighed. Whilst she did love and care for her children, as all mothers should, she felt that something was missing. Variety.
Every male and female looked the same. Gray chitin, blue carapace and wings, white fangs, gray tails, cyan eyes. They all were practically carbon copies of each other. Sure, they had different personalities, but there were so many changelings that any two bugs could have the same personality.
However, she then noticed someone. A changeling in the third to last row. One with golden eyes. She stared, stunned for a few seconds, before walking over to him. He looked nervous.
Chrysalis kneeled down. “What’s your name, soldier?”
He straightened up. “Private Foresight of the 1st Devil Horn Battalion, your majesty!”
She chuckled. “I said your name, soldier. Not your military information.”
The golden eyed changeling blushed. “Foresight, your majesty.”
She chuckled, looking around. Most of the other changelings looked jealous. She smiled. “Relax, I’m sucking any of you off.”
It was at this point, pretty much the entirety of the battalion burst out laughing. Chrysalis chuckled, looking at Foresight, who wasn’t laughing. Or at least, trying not to. She chuckled and stepped away, leaving the by now sweat covered changeling to breathe.
She chuckled. What an odd, but quite adorable changeling.
~~~
Foresight set his helmet on his bed. The golden eyed changeling was able to breathe a bit, then looked at the other soldiers in the barracks. They were eyeing him down, the biggest grins on their faces.
“W-What…?” Foresight asked.
“Don’t act all modest, Sighty,” Corporal Baxter said. “She was eyeing you down! She’s interested!”
Foresight felt his face burn hot with blush. “She does that to every unique changeling she sees… she did it with Stingshot too.”
“But she was staring at you for a long time, Sighty,” Lyce said, removing her armor.
“But—”
“Chryssi likes Sighty~!” The entirety of First Platoon sang.
Foresight felt hotter than he did before. “I hate you guys…”
~~~
Luna walked through the castle hallways, looking around at the paintings. She felt… lonely. She did this every night. She wanted a friend. She hummed a bit. “Lonesome…” she mumbled. She noticed most of the paintings and pictures were of the Royal family, but others were of past battles. Many depicted ponies who looked like brethren. They were smiling, singing, and just trying to make the best out of the situation.
Luna turned her attention to the few night guards who stood idly. They wore stone cold expressions, trying to hide their nervous demeanors. Luna trotted past, watching as they resumed talking, as they believed the princess wouldn’t hear or notice them.
Luna chuckled. Such naive guar—
Glass shards erupted beside Luna. She yelped, falling back. She looked up to see a pony run past. Luna had never seen this pony before. They looked like one of her own thestrals. The pony looked over, and upon noticing Luna, immediately jumped back out of the window.
The guards ran over, raising their arrow launchers, or as they preferred, crossbows, and began firing.
~~~
The young thestral ran through the Canterlot gardens, dodging the incoming crossbolts. She galloped past the fauna and late night workers, heading straight towards the gates. The actual city was almost in her sight. She removed her cloak, letting it fall to the ground, then burst through the gates and headed for the city’s lights.
Behind her, Luna picked up the cloak. She examined it as a few ponies ran up.
“Princess Luna!” one of the guards stepped up. “Do you want us to pursue?”
Luna shook her head. “No. My guards can handle it,” she said, lighting up her horn.
~~~
The thestral ran through the crowds of ponies. There was a large amount of ponies out at night, and they were seeming to party, something that surprised the thestral. What had she missed?
Soon, the skies illuminated with a blue glow. The thestral looked over, noticing a blue magic flare in the air. The thestral was confused.
What the…
A shadow blocked out the light. The thestral blinked, watching as the shadow got…
Closer?
Soon, the thestral had to duck to the ground as a blur of grey flew over them. They soon ran into a nearby alleyway, pressing their back against the wall. Their breaths were slow, for they feared the airborne hunters would hear them. Their golden eyes jolted side to side, and up and down.
They soon heard a weird ringing in their ears, but it wasn’t painful or irritating.
They looked up, noticing more shadows filling the sky, including a larger one. The thestral soon found themself surrounded.
~~~
Luna flew down, along with her guards. She looked around for the pony who attempted to steal from the castle. A few of her guards landed beside her. She nodded to them. Two guards went in front of her, whilst the others stuck close to her. They began walking through the alleyway. They soon heard…
Whimpering?
Luna, as well as the guards, were surprised. They expected the thestral to be tough. Especially if they had the guts to break into the castle. Luna looked straight down the alleyway. It’s not like they could run away, as Luna had practically surrounded the alleyway. Luna lit up her horn, illuminating the alleyway.
They then saw the batpony/thestral. They looked dirty, as if she hadn’t had a bath in weeks, their mane was dirty and unkept, and they looked malnourished. Luna’s eyes widened in horror. How could she let this poor thestral pass under her radar.
The thestral final spoke. “N-No food… no water…” the pony spoke, a feminine voice exiting her muzzle.
Luna stepped towards her, motioning for the other guards to lower their crossbows. They did so, and stepped aside to let another guard run by.
Luna walked over to the thestral, raising a hoof up. She whimpered, but walked over. Luna then wrapped her in a tight hug, stroking her mane gently. Luna noticed a bit of pink underneath the dirt, and it was tangled and full of knots. Luna then placed a hoof underneath her chin, raising her head. Two silver fangs exited her muzzle.
“What’s your name, young pony?” Luna asked in a soft voice, as not to frighten the thestral anymore than she already was.
A slight mumble escaped her muzzle. Luna leaned in closer.
“It’s okay. Speak up,” she said, still stroking through the batpony’s mane.
“S-Silverfang…” she muttered.
Luna smiled, picking up the batpony and placing her on her back. “Well, Silverfang, we’re going to help you, okay?” Luna replied.
“Okay…”
Luna nodded and carried Silverfang off towards the castle.