My body feels chilled as I wake from the realm of slumber, my body feeling somewhat numb.
I open my eyes, but they feel crusty. I attempt to clean them, but my arm is not responding. I open my mouth and try to speak. A low hum comes out. I hear footsteps.
"I wonder if he is heal-" someone moves towards me, their hooves colliding with the ground in an annoying way, "Hey, buddy."
It's Streak in his pony form, lest I be mistaken..
He removes the towel from my mouth. I pop my jaws, my teeth feeling cold.
"What happened?" I asked, raising my head to watch him unchain me from the bed. He looks at me.
"You shouldn't ever look at the fire when you are changing, it hurts your mind."
"How?"
[clack]
He unchains me, "It makes you go insane for a while because you cannot comprehend it like real changelings."
I rise out of the bed, my long, black legs dangling as I sat on the bed. Streak looks at me.
"You should probably get changed, your clothes are all wet."
I look at my shirt, a charred red color, and start to shiver. I take off my shirt, seeing the pendent beneath it.
"Do you guys have any clothes for me?"
Streak nods, and opens a door. Behind the door was a big, black, block of sludge. He grabs a piece of the sludge.
"Put this on your chest."
Disgusted, I do so. The blob of sludge is cold as it touches my chest, and it suddenly moves. I almost jump, but Streak calmed me down by putting his hoof on my leg. The blob wrapped around me, little specks of green and white converging on my left side. The blob then inflated and stopped.
"A sweater?" I ask.
Streak nods, and goes to the door across from me. He motions me towards it.
"Get ready to meet your team."
He opens the door, pushing me out. I see a table of six ponies eating some hay.
"Hello?"
They all look at me, "So now we even have a human on this team? Are we out of options or some-" said a Dark Blue pony.
"Silence, Manko, the queen herself enlisted him." said a mare. She walks up to me. "Hello and welcome to the C.I.F." She sticks her hoof out. She then realizes I am almost twice her stature, so she stands.
I shake her hoof, "C.I.F.?"
"Canterlot Invasion Force." said a grey-blue pony, "We are led by Miss 'Light Heart', even though she is harsh." The mare stares at him and turns back to me.
"I am Nocturnal, but I was forced to take that identity by him," she coughs, "but, I guess we should do introductions."
I still don't know what my name is, so I think hard for a good name. One that sounds threatening, vicious, yet cunning.
"My name is Allen Nella," I lie, "and I hope to get along with all of you."
The grey-blue pony talks while eating a pie, "I am Lionheart, but my pony name is Soarin— New leader of this nation's air-force."
Wow, we really are dug in deeply...
The dark blue pony looks up from his meal with a frown, "I am a dragon without a real name, so just call me 'Paul Rounder' like the citizens of Canterlot do."
The pony next to him is asleep, so he wakes her up, "Huh, what?"
"Introductions." said Nocturnal.
"Oh, right." she clears her throat," My name is Sprinkled Apple, and I really am a pony."
She hits the guy, eating like a slob, next to her.
"I am just Frank. My pony form, which I am in, is also named Frank." he says, immediately going back to eating.
A refined looking pony looks at me, "Well, I'ma be honerst wit you, my name is Laffy, but my pony name is Muse Isane—Master of Clerssical music," He spat around while talking,"I'm a mule."
Nocturnal turns to me, "There are two more, Kyle and Bart, who are prestigious wandering guards of Equestria. We worked hard to get our positions without getting caught, and so will you."
"How?" I ask.
"Well, what are you good at?" she asks, looking at me.
Hmm... I do not have that many known skills, so maybe it'll help me blend in?
"Giving speeches." I say, remembering how easily I threw together a speech earlier.
"Then I guess it is time to give you a body." She says, a non-fitting grin emerging from her calm body. I feel scared. She looks happier by the second, though, and everyone seemed to giggle for a second.
This is gonna be an odd day...