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// Chapter 15: Thoughts of Changelings  
// Story: Excalibur and the Zerg 
// by Disciple of Chrysalis 
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   Chrysalis trod across ice and snow, the Changelings zoomed out and about the Leviathan, Chrysalis was alone with her thoughts in this moment and they were far from pretty. After she had violently killed Cadence she felt bad for the Princess, she had only been doing her job throughout the course of Chrysalis's invasions and it hadn't really been what she deserved so Chrysalis had done something back in the city to hopefully make things better. It hadn't been much but she felt that it had done it purpose and Chrysalis was happy for the fact.

She had ordered all the bodies of the Crystal Ponies to be burned in the center of the city and Cadence's body had been the last to burn and, rather then laugh at the grisly display, she had spoken in to the noble battle the Crystal Empire had put up and ended it with a fabricated tale of Cadence giving her life to save the Empire though it had been in vain. She reached a hoof toward her neck and from a strong thread hung a pink rod, the horn of Cadence, still supercharged with energy.


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Excalibur hovered just outside the Leviathan, he felt remorse, the Crystal Empire hadn't really done anything against them and it had only been a matter of revenge, though his time in space had cut him off from most of what had happened, he had caught up quickly. He began to feel the exhaustion he had begun to feel since his return and only now he noticed how much he had changed. Blinded in one eye, covered in gray black scars, and bone thin, he was in poor health but that hadn't been part of the exhaustion he felt, that seemed to emanate from the Queen of the Changeling.

He flew back inside as the chill began to set into his bones, he was unsure of what he could be doing at this moment, while some Changelings had taken up the jobs of scouts, others had begun to maintain the Leviathan. His wings fluttered weakly as he walked across the squishing flesh of the Leviathan, he felt positively useless.


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Chrysalis began to hover, Equestria had probably received the unfinished letter by now and though what had been written hadn't exactly been enough to define what happened, the blood spatter would. Celestia would have defenses up and, though the Crystal Empire's defenses were outdated, Equestria's weren't. Alongside all of that no one had found Shining Armor, she had attempted to but just couldn't. Such thoughts steered it back to Cadence, while the horn was considered by her troops to be a grim trophy of the victory she knew that wasn't true, she in truth had kept it as something to remind herself to never do what she had done ever again. She felt remorse for her actions.


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Honey kept her eyes downward as she hovered under the monstrous creature, she could feel what the other Changelings felt about these Alien Creatures, a new chance at revenge, a return to their glory, but Honey felt only dread from the beings and even their Queen left a sickening feeling in her stomach. Her dull mane and tail hung limp as she flew, she did want to be singled out among the others so she kept her feelings to herself.

Though the male Changelings traditional to the role of soldiers because of their generic appearances, it was usually the female Changelings were more of the chaotic aspects of life came from, art, music, the like. Traditions said it was that way because of the fact that the females were individuals in appearance and held the chaotic natures to their cores, but Honey was far from chaotic. Life had a set to it and that was the way life was.