On Earth, the humans lived their lives day to day, self-consumed in their own petty desires for money, fame, or whatever their heart desired. All except those few who had open minds, and realized that there was much more to life than the usual nine to five jobs that were so dull and boring.
One of these people was James. He didn't stand out particularly at all - just a normal height, normal weight average human male. About the only thing "special" about him was his mind. Due to a unique mixture of various mental ailments, his mind was quite open, and though he was incapable of showing it in public, he was also very, very smart. Able to figure out mathematics problems, but not be able to tell how he solved them. Able to take a computer apart down to the individual chips, and be able to put it back together. You get the picture, right? Not an idiot, but also not a savant. Just an average joe with a skill for most things.
On this particular day, James was sitting at home, watching one of his favorite shows on the television: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It was the final episode of Season 2, where Queen Chrysalis and the Changelings had just been discovered. The very moment that all the Changelings blinked out of Equestria in the sky, a sudden news report appeared instead of his favorite show.
"We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a very special news bulletin. Holes have appeared throughout the ground in Metro City. The Metro Police Department is urging citizens to stay inside and away from these holes until it can be deemed if they are safe or not. We now return you to your normal programming." As soon as the newscast blinked off, James turned his TV off, scratching his head. The timing was just too...perfect. He looked outside. It was still early morning, on a Sunday. Everyone would still be asleep, unconcerned minds lulled by the illumination of the streetlights and the glowing green portals outside.
Wait, glowing green portals?
James took a second look outside, and noticed that, as it closed, a large and feminine shape lay there. It was outside the light of the streetlamp so all he could see was green tattered wings, a long blue tail, a blue four-pronged crown, and very long, very messy light blue hair. He instantly knew who this was. This was Queen Chrysalis.
The Queen of the Changelings.
The one banished from Equestria.
And she was lying outside of his house, unconscious and probably very hurt. His eyes went wide as he continued staring at her, his breath caught in his chest. Everything he knew about Chrysalis was what he had seen on the show, and all of that portrayed Chrysalis as an evil tyrant, who wanted nothing more than to see all of ponykind enslaved to her whim. But James flat-out refused to believe that was all she was about. He muttered to himself, "If I were a leader and my people were starving, what lengths would I go to, to ensure their survival?" He frowned, hearing the news report come on again, saying this time there were reports of creatures arriving from the glowing green portals.
"Again, we are urging the public to stay away from these portals, if that is what they are. The creatures that are in them are to be considered extremely dangerous to life and property." The newscaster said, and just as James glanced back to the television, he saw the news anchor being passed a paper. "This just in. The Mayor has imposed martial law. All citizens of Metro City are to remain indoors until further notice. More information will be given as it becomes available. We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming." And as the TV returned to My Little Pony, specifically the closing of that episode, James turned back outside, weighing his options.
Should he risk his life, and rescue the Queen of the Changelings, someone widely considered to be a danger to everyone? Or should he phone the authorities, who would come and take her away, probably for government testing? Growling to himself, the human walked downstairs to the door, grabbing his coat - specifically, the one with the oversized hood. The last thing he wanted was for anyone to notice who he was - especially with the new martial law in effect.
James opened the door, retrieving his taser from the nightstand next to it; the last thing he wanted was to harm Chrysalis, but if push came to shove, he would do what was absolutely necessary. Once outside, James shut the door behind him, making sure to not create too much noise and alert his neighbors as to what was happening. He looked left - nobody there. He looked right - nobody there. Good, that meant that he could proceed down the path from his house to the street out front. The moment he got within touching distance of the black and green equine, he stopped, his taser held out, and his left foot gently pawing at the ground, much like a pony would. When he didn't see a reaction from her, he scratched his head. "Well...I can't just leave her here, and she's unconscious, so she can't really defend herself," James thought aloud, then paused for a few moments, his head suddenly whipping up as he heard sirens in the distance. He had to make a decision, and fast. "Oh, by the fates, I hope I'm not making a huge mistake here," He put his taser back into the coat pocket, and leaned down, gently putting a hand underneath her body, then the other one, and lifted, expecting her to be heavy. On the contrary, she was quite light, definitely a body built for flying with such thin wings as she had.
As soon as he had Chrysalis inside, he began thinking to himself, "Now, where should I put her? Someplace spacious enough she won't freak out, but nowhere with access to the outside immediately recognizable - I don't want her getting into the hands of the government. But she also needs to be away from me, in case she means to harm me." As James ran through his options, his mind only came to one conclusion: The bathroom. The lock on the door stuck quite frequently, and with luck, it could stick again.
After setting Chrysalis on a gathered pile of towels, James finally flipped the hood of his coat down, taking a long look over her body. He noticed that while her body looked just fine, her wings were tattered, with even more holes in them than what she had from the television. "Hmm..." He thought to himself. "I should bandage these...but she'd probably rip them right off when she woke up." The moment that thought finished, he stood up, slapping himself in the face. "Get a hold of yourself, James. This is the queen of the changelings. She's not a nice pony....You should go to sleep, and deal with her tomorrow." He said aloud to himself, then left the bathroom, heading for his bedroom and the comfort of his bed. "I'll deal with this in the morning," He said to himself again, shutting the now locked door; it would be a simple task to unlock it from the outside - he had tested it a few times before when he got very bored.
James lay awake in his bed a few hours later. Something was troubling him. Here he was, in a nice, warm bed, with blankets for warmth and pillows under his head, and in the bathroom lay a house guest - a potentially evil one, but a guest nonetheless - with no pillow or blankets, just towels to lay on. He grumbled to himself, and forced his way out of the bed, walking over to his closet and fetching out the spare blankets. They weren't anything fancy, just some gray blankets he kept in his closet. He also got a pillow he kept in there as well, and took the items to the bathroom, complete with a coat hanger to unlock the door.
Once the door was open, James threw the blankets over her body, making sure to cover as much of it as possible, then gently lifted her head, putting a pillow underneath of it. James stared at her body for a few moments....then suddenly stood and walked out, closing and locking the door behind him once again, due for his bed, and finally, for sleep.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, a green glow emanated from underneath the blankets, and from the horn atop the queen's head. Her eyes fluttered open, and she uttered two syllables, then fell unconscious once more.
"Kind....ness..."