It was Noon and breakfast has begun.
I sit down on a table, waiting for the Queen to get done with her morning duties. I play around with a magnet on the table, making it spin around an iron spoon. I flip the spinning object, watching the spoon spin instead. Nearly an hour passes as the Queen finally gets into the room with me. A dish of many types of foods are put in front of me and her by her servants, who look quiet interesting. I see nothing appetizing except some green jello-like substance. I scoop some up, tasting it from the iron spoon.
It was horrible.
"What is this?" I ask, rubbing my tongue.
"That is an acidic food used to melt down hard foods," she takes a sip from a red drink, "you're not supposed to eat it by itself."
She pushed me a plates of black things. I put the jello on it, watching the black things dissolve slowly.
"Why didn't I melt?"
She ponders for a second.
"Let me just say magic, for you probably won't know much else."
"If I can't know that," I say, playing with the black things,"then can I learn about your people?"
She smiles, "Yes, but be prepared for a lecture!"
I nod, watching her exit the room. A minute or two of twirling magnets later, she returns with a bundle of papers.
She pulls one out,"Our country, here relative to Equestria, is intensely small, but it was not always like this."
She pulls out another, but this one is a large scroll of different writings.
"Can you read what this says to me? My eyes are still blurred." I ask her.
"Well, we do not have much time, so I'll just summarize," she coughs, "In the reign of the first few leaders of the Chargers, what we used to be, we were an equine-domestic country, which means we were somewhat part of Equestria. This all changed when the two sisters deified their father's wishes, but I will explain that all later."
"What changed?"
"Well, let us just say that we went from a race of beautiful equines to insect-equines. We went from giving an infinite amount of love to only absorbing it to survive. We even went from a high-ranking part of Equestria to a so-called 'terrorist-organization' because of our endless hunger for emotions!"
The queen looks angry and storms off for a bit. I eat the black things, which have dissolved by now.
They were horrible
...
The Queen and I are going down a hallway after she let out her temper.
"Where are we going?" I say, not wanting to talk about history anymore.
I look around the hall. It is not very decorated, only a grey wall with green gems in random places.
She turns her head to me, "We are going to town, to introduce you to everyone," she smiles, "No need to be nervous."
Meeting new people? If they are like her, than they must be nice, right?
We go down corridor after corridor; I mentally mark the corridors so I do not get lost next time. The gems on the left side of the halls always tilt to the correct direction to leave, I see.
Paying too much attention to detail, I do not hear my queen stop in her tracks, and I bump into her.
"Sorry." I say, blushing.
"It's alright," she grins, "Better smile, for everyone is outside waiting to greet you."
I smile, feeling uncomfortable doing so. I look to my queen and feel relaxed.
"I am ready."
She slowly opens a wall, which turns out to be double doors. This place is a wonderful labyrinth. She motions me outside, and I go... and see hundreds of the same looking beings outside. But even though they look the same, their eyes shined different. Some that looked at me frowned, some smiled (some fake-smiled), and some looked in different places.
Chrysalis whispered, "Go to the podium to your left and give a speech. It is what all new arrivals do."
Speech? What should I...
I look at my queen and her, no, my fellow people and walk to the podium. My face is sweaty and I feel faint, but I stand on the little pedestal behind the podium. I clear my throat.
I guess I should just speak what I think about them?
"Although I felt sneers on me as I walked on stage, I feel welcome." I smile," I see that, throughout the crowd, that you do not look the same at all. You are all a mysterious bunch, but you are all also mysterious individuals!"
Some of the crowd looks slightly shocked. Some just nod their heads. Words flow through my mouth, feeling odd to say. It got their attention, so I roll it down.
"I wish to learn all about you and our queen. I wish to join you all in any trivial matters that combat you, for I..." I point to the sun, blocked out by a green field, "I despise the Sun!"
I look all around, seeing that everyone's attention was on me.
"For us there are only two possibilities: either we remain under the magnificent queen or we come under the rule of the Demons that attacked me mercilessly! This latter must not occur; even if we are small, we are a force. A well-organized group can conquer a strong enemy. If you stick close together and keep bringing in new ponies, we will be victorious over the Demons you call 'Ponies'!" I shout, feeling a large grin emerge.
"Our queen told me all about our need to consume emotions, and that the ponies are the best source of them, but the leaders will not allow us to consume it, even though love is a renewable resource! I do agree that the mind-control that we did in your first attack was going too far, but that is it. I can only recall memories of sadness..."
I tear up, looking to the crowd.
"But even I sympathize with the murderer of my mother." I say quietly, having the front row gasp slightly.
"Their is no Black/White about what we do. What we do is just as 'evil' as them trying to starve our species! It is them or us, and I do not know about you changelings, but I want US to live in either Peace; where we are finally allowed to live together in Equestria, or we conquer them!"
I have no clue what I am saying, but people are cheering for more. I look to the green barrier.
"This would have never happened if the merciless 'Princess' Luna hadn't cursed our kind a thousand years ago! I would have been kind if it wasn't for HER deafening and nearly killing me! We would not be starving if it wasn't for them!"
With their hungry faces, each of them full of compassion, anger, and hope.
"For all of those wishing for a peaceful life with the ponies, say I!" I yell to them.
A loud, resounding answer of yes echoed across the main square of the city. Even my queen answered yes.
"Then we must all follow our queen and hope she makes the right decisions! I, although not one of your kind, pledge my eternal loyalty to out queen, for what she said has changed me for good!"
I begin to walk away to the podium, and our queen walks to me...
What she said to me, huh...
"Why arntsh you eatinsh?" I said to my queen, stuffing myself with eggs.
"Us Changelings do not eat solids like other animals, anymore."
"Anymore?"
She sighs, "I guess I should tell you the reason for our wars now." She gets up and goes to the front wall of the breakfast room. She puts her horn in a small hole in the wall and the wall opens.
wow.
From the wall there was; a large board with papers on it, a stick, and some drawn-pictures. I am short-sighted, so I cannot see them.
She shows me the board first.
On the board was diagrams on changeling bodies (Cool!) and their habits. To breed, a female changeling must be given a special saliva from the queen to eat, activating her egg-laying in a few days. The parent(s) of the child must teach them all of the powers they have in a few years, before they are all forced to be in the military until twenty. Male changelings only are able to produce a few special saliva their whole lives, so it si usually kept for emergencies. Male changelings also live much longer than the females; about two hundred years, so many of them are older than our current queen, who is about one-fifty.
"Queens live for a much longer amount of time, and any female changeling, with enough loving followers, can become one." My queen said to me, pointing to a ripped page on the right of the board.
She pulls out the photos.
"We did not always look like this though," she shows me the pictures, "we used to be the second region,ruled by 'Princess' Luna of Equestria, until SHE cursed us." she grabs the picture to my right in her magic, "This is what my grandmother looked like."
A yellow filly with a heart tattoo on her rear was sitting in the forest. The filly had light-blue hair going down her face, unkempt.
"Why did your leader do such a thing?" I asked.
She looked down.
"Because of the new power she gained, she attacked us with a spell meant to turn us into bugs, but her sister stopped her from casting it all the way and..."
She looks at her body.
"This is what you get."
I sat there, silent.
"We are not at war for that though..." she has a malicious frown on her face, "It is because the spell is irreversible, AND, by law, we were technically at war with the first section of Equestria and 'Princess' Celestia thought her sister was making her soldiers into powerful beasts and..."
"And..."
She tears up, "She destroyed moss covered building, believing them to be barracks when they were, in fact, homes and schools. She had used her light magic for Genocide, and TO PRESERVE HER REPUTATION in 'times of great need' she trapped us in a dark-green dome to prevent us from escaping..."
"How did you get out?"
"We brought a second curse upon ourselves for vengeance. We cast a body-morphing spell on us." She glew green for a moment, and changed into...
Me.
"Am I really that old?" I ask her.
I look like an adult, I even identify myself a one in my eyes, but I do not...
"You'll remember sooner or later." she said, changing to normal.
"Truthfully, we are trying to free the one being capable of reverse this effect."
"Who?" I asked
"Princess Celestia's father."