//------------------------------// // Arc 7: Madness // Story: The Seven Tribes // by Scootaloo-009 //------------------------------// The Seven Tribes by Scootaloo-009, a.k.a. Mechsrule1 My Little Pony and related names, images, and scenarios are property of Hasbro Inc. Arc 7: Magic Camp Chapter 21: Madness         “Ow...” Frostfire moaned as she woke up. She rubbed her head but didn’t get up.         “Keep it down,” a voice whispered. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Scootaloo looking down at her. They seemed to be in some sort of cage but she couldn’t see anything beyond that.         “Where’s Sugar?” Frostfire asked.         “Still out.”         Frostfire looked around and confirmed that Sugar was lying nearby. As she went to lay her head back down she felt something brush her leg. “What’s this?” she cried, tugging at the metal band around her neck.         “Magic blocking collar. It stops you from using any magic.”         “What?” Frostfire whined. “I’ll get it off of you soon. Listen, I think I have a way out of here, but I need the help of your ‘pet’.”         “Fluffy? Why?”         “Because the bars are too strong for my magic to cut through. We’re going to need to steal the keys from the guard. I’ll keep her busy while Fluffy grabs the keys.”         “You’d better not let him get hurt!” Frostfire snapped. “It was hard bring him back once, I don’t what to have to do it again.”         “He’ll be fine! Just make sure he knows what to do. This is pretty risky but only for us, we have a Trals griffon here. I’m going to distract her now.”         “Fluffy will do it,” Frostfire said. She lifted up her hat and pulled the skeleton out. She laid the undead lizard on the ground and hid him with her hooves so the guard wouldn’t see.         “Hey, Trals trash!” Scootaloo shouted at the griffon as she flew lazily about the room.         The reddish brown griffon whipped around. “What did you call me?”         “You heard me. You’re nothing but a piece of Trals trash. What, get tired of being with the lowliest clan and decided to do some mercenary work. I must say it’s a step up.”         The griffon landed and grabbed the bars with both talons. Frostfire discreetly moved her hooves so Fluffy could get out.         “You have a lot of nerve, pony,” the griffon snarled. “For someone who would hardly make a meal.”         “I’d love to see you try,” Scootaloo taunted. “My mom says the only reason you hunt ponies is because you’re too weak to hunt anything that might fight back.”                  “I’ll turn you into glue, you welp!” the griffon snapped, jamming her beak between the bars.         “Arta, back off!” the pony in charge ordered. “We need her alive.”         “If she turns out bad, I want to kill her,” Arta shouted back, not taking her eyes off Scootaloo who stared right back. “Personally!”         “Go help Bruser clean the coolant system,” the lead pony said.         “Yeah, yeah,” Arta replied. She flew off but glared at Scootaloo as she did so.         “Did he get it?” Scootaloo whispered.         Frostfire smiled and held up the key ring. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -         “This is it,” Sweetie Belle announced.         “Are you sure?” Iggy asked.         “Positive. I walked all the way around. Scootaloo is definitely inside,” Sweetie Belle replied.         “So how do we get in?” Quickquib asked.         “It’s just a simple lock,” Sweetie Belle answered. She pulled a pin out of her mane and twisted it into a pick. She inserted it into the lock and began fumbling it around. “We’ll be in in just a second.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -         “Okay, here’s the plan,” Scootaloo said, holding the keys Fluffy had managed to retrieve. She was happily flexing her wings now that they were no longer bound to her sides. She’d easily removed the band from Frostfire’s neck after cutting the strap around her off. “I’m going to unlock the door and keep the guards busy. You check to see if you can find Blue Heart or any other ponies. Free them, then head for a door. Get out and get help.”         “What about you?” Frostfire asked, rubbing her collar free neck. “And Sugar?”         Scootaloo looked at the unconscious filly. “She’s dead weight. Unless she wakes up, she’s staying here.”         “But what about you?” she repeated.         “I can handle myself. I’ll be okay as long as they don’t grab another earth pony. Are you ready?”         Frostfire nodded.         “Hello there, little fillies,” the thin red pony said, suddenly appearing in front of their cage. “I’m Tick Tock, and I’m here to give-”         “Save it,” Scootaloo snarled.         He blinked in surprise, but continued. “Here to give you a great gift. How would you like-”         “To be an alicorn like Celestia,” Scootaloo finished.         “How did-”         Scootaloo sighed in annoyance. She couldn’t get the door open with him in the way. “You’re the fourth terra pony I’ve run into. You’re a bunch of liars and cowards.”         “You’ve met us before...” Tick Tock breathed.         “Scootaloo, what are you talking about?” Frostfire asked.         “There was a tribe of ponies long ago called the terra ponies. They’re basically weak earth ponies. They were supposedly extinct but it turns out they’ve just been hiding.”         “We’ve been waiting! Waiting to get our revenge on-”         “I’ve heard this before, can you just shut it? Your stupid plans are giving me a headache!”         He glared at her for a moment before turning away and flicking his tail dismissively. When he was far enough away, Scootaloo acted.         “Go!” Scootaloo shouted. She kicked the cage door open and leaped out. Frostfire jumped out behind her and began sprinting around the room, looking in every single cage.         “Get them!” Tick Tock ordered. At once the earth pony Bruser and Arta the griffon charged into the room headed straight for Scootaloo.         “I’m going to enjoy this!” Arta shouted, flying low for a tackle, but Scootaloo ducked down and slammed her back into Arta’s chest as she flew over. Arta crashed a few yard away.         “Did I mention my mom’s a blood-sister and taught me how to fight off griffons like you?” Scootaloo said, smirking.         “How about a griffon and a pony?” Bruser snarled, grabbing her from behind.                  “Hey, no fair!” Scootaloo cried, flailing in his grasp.         “Little pony, want to see something cool?” Arta sneered. She had gotten back up and was now slinking up to the trapped Scootaloo. She got close and traced a talon up her chest, leaving thin trail of blood. “I’m going to show you what your heart looks like. You’ll probably be able to see it still beating right before you die.”         “I doubt it!” Scootaloo cheered. She charged her wings and flapped them hard. She was really hoping that this would be the moment. The moment where she’d finally get the most basic of magic uses. It wasn’t to be. Instead of a magic blast, all she got was a big cloud of blue smoke. It did work to drive the griffon back, however, but Arta was brushing the mist away within seconds.         “Back off!” shouted a familiar voice. Scootaloo turned and saw Sweetie Belle, Starflare, Sketch, Quickquib, and Iggy had burst through one of the doors to the outside. Sweetie Belle was leading the charge, headed right for Scootaloo and the guards.         “Solar-” Sweetie Belle began. Scootaloo noticed the red glow around her horn and immediately clamped her eyes shut. “Flare!”         Scootaloo could still see spots but quickly recovered. She was still in Bruser’s grasp so she sent a slash spell at his foreleg that caused him to drop her. She turned to run to her friends, but something grabbed her tail and yanked her back. Scootaloo was thrown through the air and crashed into a cage. In an instant Arta was upon her, slamming her into the cage bars.         “How did you-”         “Do you think I’m dumb enough to just get hit by a light spell?” Arta sneered. “Now, where were we...” she said, baring her talons.         Scootaloo quickly brought up her magic and cast the only spell she could think of. She enveloped the griffon in magic and threw her aside.         “Frostfire, you find her yet?” Scootaloo called out.         “No!” Frostfire shouted back.         “We found Blue Heart. It’s too late,” Sweetie Belle replied.         “We may still be able to fix it,” Scootaloo replied. “Remember, they fixed us.”         “I don’t think they’ll be able to fix what I’m going to do to you!” Arta snapped, leering over Scootaloo.         “Why won’t you just stay down?” Scootaloo growled.         “You’re going to stay down! Permanently!” Arta snarled, grabbing each of Scootaloo’s wings in a talon.         “Bad move!” Scootaloo sneered. She sent her magic through her feathers, turning each one into a blade for just a fraction of a second. Arta pulled her bleeding claws back, crying in pain, allowing Scootaloo to scamper off.         Meanwhile Bruser had recovered and was now menacing the other foals.         “You don’t scare us!” Sketch declared, the rest gathering around him.         Bruser smirked for a second. There was a flash of green fire and suddenly his blue body changed into a black carapace. Translucent wings appeared at his shoulders. A shell of blue, not unlike the color he had just been, protected his back.         “Uh oh!” Iggy said, backing away.         Quickquib stood up to the changeling. “Your hive must be pretty pathetic if you’re acting as mercenaries.”         “And just what do you know?” Bruser spat, getting in Quickquib’s face.         “Don’t tell me living among ponies so much has ruined your sense of smell,” Quickquib replied. “I could smell you before I even came in here.”         “You’ve got some nerve, nymph!” Bruser snarled. He swung with a foreleg and knocked Quickquib away. He crashed into one of the cages and slumped to the floor. “Now then-”         “You’d better choose your next words very carefully.” Bruser stopped and looked at the door. There was an bat pegasus at the door, in night guard armor, with several more similarly armored ponies behind him. Bruser snarled then leaped at the foals. Iggy got in front and threw up a magic barrier that Bruser bounced off of. The other three foals all charged their magic and fired bolts at him, sending him falling back. Three guards immediately pounced on him. Another four guards grabbed Arta who was too busy nursing her wounded talons to resist.         “How did-” Starflare started.         “Apple Bloom,” Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo said together as the earth filly came in, trotting confidently in front of a guard with Silver Star not far beind. Two guards followed closely behind them, one carrying a green and white something, another carrying a zoned out Spice. As soon as she was inside, she perked up and leaped off the guard’s back.         “Spice!” Sugar cried, leaping from the cage.         “Sugar!” Spice cried back, galloping over to her sister.         “What do we do about Blue Heart?” Silver Star asked.         “I don’t want TO Be stuck LIke this!” the failed alicorn moaned.         “Twilight will know what to do,” Sweetie Belle declared. “Can one of you get us a cloud? We need to get her to Ponyville quickly.”         “We’re not about to allow a bunch of fillies run off after this,” one guard said.         “Are things secure in here?” a gray pony walked into the warehouse after the guards. Behind him was a blue and orange dragon about twice his size.         “They are,” one guard replied.         The gray pony whistled when he saw the machine. “Hmm. What do we have here?”         “It’s a machine that combines ponies into alicorns,” Scootaloo explained.         “Like her,” Sweetie Belle said, pointing to Blue Heart.         “Fascinating. I’ll have to have a look at this,” the pony said, walking over to it.         “Our friend Twilight might know how to fix her, she did it before,” Scootaloo said.         “Sir, we can’t just let them leave,” one of the guards countered.         “Then give them an escort. I’ve heard of Twilight and she probably can be of assistance. I’ll be here to see if I can figure out how this works.”         “I’ll send a message if we find anything,” the dragon added.         “Very well. Come along, foals, we’ll fly to you to Ponyville,” the guard said, shepherding them to the door.         “Surely we don’t all have to go,” Quickquib said, getting up.         “We should probably stick together,” Sketch said.         “I wonder where that terra pony went,” Scootaloo thought out loud as she climbed onto one of the guard’s back. The guards flew off, leaving a small group left to cart off the defeated changeling and griffon.         “Sir,” one guard said, entering the building. “I found a body in the alleyway.”         “Oh?” the dragon asked, shocked.         “It was likely the pony behind this. It appears as though he shot himself,” the guard said.         “What a shame,” was all Gearbox said, in a bored tone. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~         Minutes earlier         “Blasted idiots, they’ve ruined everything!” Tick Tock shouted, exiting the building through a different door. He wasn’t going to let himself get caught. He just had to make it to the sanctuary and he’d be safe.         “Stay right there.”                  “Who?” Tick Tock turned. “Hey! What are you doing, pointing that at me? We’re allies!”         “I’m nothing like you.”         “We’re the same tribe. We have to stick together against the other tribes. We have to win this war!”         “It’s ponies like you that are the reason we have to still hide. Sanctuary Two wants no part in anything you’re trying to start up.”         “Then Sanctuary Six will be the saviour of the terra ponies!”                  “Your sanctuary will fall, and you won’t be there to see it.” The pony fired a firehoof. The other pony fell to the ground. The shooter then placed the firehoof in the corpse’s hoof. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -         “So, Seafoam, how was your first day on dry land?” Spike asked as he served up dinner.         “Actually it’s my second,” the sea pony replied. “And it was magical. I tried some cupcakes, then I visited an apple farm, then I fed some ducks. I almost don’t want to go back home.”         “Sounds pretty boring to me,” Spike said.         “Spike,” Twilight chastised, but the dragon was too busy to hear her. His cheeks puffed up to unnaturally wide levels, then shrank back. He fell down and rubbed his stomach. “Spike, are you okay?”         “Yeah, I think so,” Spike said, leaning up. “I think somepony tried to send us something but it was too big.”         *KNOCK KNOCK BANG!*         Twilight heard the crash and ran into the main room of the library to see a troop of foals walking into the library, followed by an equal number of night guards.         “Why do you always break her door?” Sweetie Belle asked.         “Ah can’t help it! Mah magic just does it’s own thing sometimes!” Apple Bloom replied.                  “Girls? What are you all doing here? Are you supposed to be in Canterlot?” Twilight asked, worried.         “Twilight, we need your help!” Scootaloo said, leading a final guard into the room. On her was a crumpled figure that made Twilight gasp. “There was another terra pony in Canterlot. Can you fix her?”         Twilight looked at the misshapen alicorn. “Maybe. Spike!”         “What?” Spike mumbled, running into the room.         “Get the blender online! Now!”         “Right!” Spike said, seeing what was happening. He ran full pelt across the room and went down into the basement.         “What’s he doing?” Sketch asked.                  “After the incident with you three, I took apart the machine and rebuilt it here incase something like this happened,” Twilight explained.                  “So yah can help her?” Apple Bloom asked.         Twilight turned the filly over, examining her closely. “Maybe. I don’t know. You basically came apart ideally, even given the little holdovers you have. Her... I don’t know. She’s a bit... flawed, if you see what I mean. She didn’t mix properly like you three did. I think she even got blended with a colt or two, which complicates things further.”         “Twilight? What’s going on?” Seafoam asked, cautiously walking into the room.         “What the?” Iggy exclaimed.         “Seafoam!” Apple Bloom cheered, seeing the sea pony.         “I’m just going to sit over here until things make sense,” Frostfire said, moving to one side.         “Seafoam, it seems the terra ponies are still very active. This time, in Canterlot,” Twilight declared. Seafoam looked over and gagged at the sight. “Is there anything we can do?” “I have some terra pony tech downstairs that should reverse this, but I’m not sure how well it will work. I really wish I had some parts from the other machine. That would make things a thousand times easier, assuming they were the last ponies put into it.” “Oh!” Seafoam exclaimed. A yellow mist had appeared near her and had solidified into three metal disks covered in inactive lights that clattered to the ground.         Twilight rushed over and picked them up with her magic. “This is exactly what I needed! Who could have sent these, and how did they know to send them?” She shuffled them around and found a note stuck to one of them. “From Gearbox. I’m currently at the incident site and I’m trying to understand how this machine works. From what I learned from examining it and a book I happened to find nearby, I deduced you would need these, so I’ve sent them as quickly as I could. I tried the direct method but it seems your dragon is too young so I had to send them in a more round about fashion. PS. I have informed the camp counselor about the foal’s situation. Please send the guards back here when the foals arrive, and come to Canterlot tomorrow. We have a lot to discuss,” she read out loud. She looked up but saw the guards had already left after hearing her words, except for the guard carrying the artificial alicorn. “You’re going to-” Spice started. “Fix her, right?” Sugar finished. “Please help me get her to the basement,” Twilight said to the guard. “I’ll see what I can do.” With that she went downstairs and closed the door. It only opened a few minutes later when the guard left, leaving the remaining eleven foals and Seafoam alone. Most were busy staring at the sea pony. “How... have you been, young siren?” she asked Sweetie Belle, trying to break the awkwardness. “Um... okay... I’ve learned a few songs,” Sweetie Belle answered. “And how are you, Apple Bloom?” “Okay. Ah’m still a bit sore, but Ah feel better every day,” Apple Bloom said, rubbing her scars. “Who are you?” Silver Star blurted out. “I’m Seafoam,” she replied. “I handle land dweller relations for Barrier City, and I’m the acting ambassador to Equestria right now.” “But what are you?” Quickquib asked. “I’m a seapony,” she said, chuckling. “I know we don’t live in Equestria but surely you still know of us.” “We learned about you in school,” Scootaloo declared. “I didn’t,” Starflare said. “Well we’re a tribe of ponies that live underwater. We normally can’t live on dry land but thanks to some magic, I can for a short period of time.” “Hey, what was that about earlier,” Iggy asked Quickquib. “You were talking with that changeling like you knew him or something.” Quickquib looked at them sheepishly. “Well... you see...” “What’s this I missed? You with your changeling paranoia and you start talking with one?” Scootaloo shouted. “Um...” “Quickquib?” Frostfire said quietly. Quickquib stared at the floor in shame. “Quickquib is dead. He died when he was three days old. I replaced him before his parents even knew.” “Wait, you’re actually-” Spice said. “A changeling?” Sugar completed. “Yes.” “What’s a changeling?” Seafoam asked. “Er... They’re bug ponies, I think,” Starflare said. “We’re not,” Quickquib replied. “We’re technically insects but we only look like ponies. We actually feed of the emotions given off by other creatures.” “That explains why I’ve never heard of you. There are no insects underwater.” “You just... replaced the real Quickquib?” Frostfire asked. “Isn’t that... evil?” “Well he was dead.” “Dead from what?” Apple Bloom asked. “Dunno. We watch all newborn foals in case something like this happens. When they die young we replace them with a changeling nymph so they can have a way to feed as they grow. As long as it happens when the foal is young enough, they will grow up like a real pony and no one will know the difference. The parents don’t have to go through the pain of losing their foal so it works out best for all involved.” “Why were you picking a fight with that other changeling then?” Sweetie Belle asked. “There are a lot of different changeling hives. I’m not sure how many but we don’t get along.” “So what do you really look like?” Sketch asked. A light blue flame burst into being around Quickquib’s horn and slowly spread down his body, turning it black as it went. Seafoam backed away in fear of the fire, but it was over quickly and she relaxed. “This is my real form.” “So you just... eat emotions? How does that work? Is it like a lampre pony or something, sucking emotions instead of blood?” Seafoam asked. “We just need to be near ponies and we just sort of absorb the feelings you give off. These fangs are mostly for show.” “Ah, see, mine are for eating,” Seafoam said, smiling, showing off her sharp teeth. “Why would a-” Sugar began. “Pony need fangs?” Spice finished. “I’m an omnivore,” Seafoam answered. “That means I eat meat and plants. We don’t have all the different foods you have up here like cupcakes or apples so back home we eat mostly fish.” “Eww, meat?” Silver Star said, sticking her tongue out. “It’s not that bad,” Apple Bloom said. “Yeah, I have it all the time,” Scootaloo added. “Really? I thought you did not,” Seafoam said. “Mom and I didn’t want to tell you back then but everypony already knows now,” Scootaloo replied. “I hope Blue Heart is going to be okay,” Starflare said suddenly. “Ah’m sure she will,” Apple Bloom declared. “She’s done this before,” Sweetie Belle added. “And we turned out okay,” Scootaloo finished. “You mean you were like that?” Iggy asked. “Not really,” Sweetie Belle answered. “We were all stuck together but we didn’t look as bad as she did,” Scootaloo said. “It wasn’t much different than bein’ apart, only we had tah share doin’ stuff,” Apple Bloom explained. “But Twilight used the machine to get us apart again,” Sweetie Belle said. “So this will be fine then?” Sketch said hopefully. “Well...” Sweetie Belle said awkwardly. “Did yah see our flanks? It wasn’t perfect.” “That’s why Apple Bloom and I have magic, and they can walk on clouds,” Scootaloo said. “Aside from needing a dye job, you actually came off better,” Frostfire pointed out. “I actually like it,” Sweetie Belle said, rubbing her yellow flank. “Though we can’t play hide and seek no more,” Apple Bloom added. “We can also kinda tell where each other is at. We can only tell direction though.” “So that’s how you knew where she was,” Quickquib said. “Yup. We’re not sure how far away it works though,” Sweetie Belle replied. “Pretty far, when I was in that warehouse I could sense both of you, even though you were by the castle, Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo said. “Come to think of it Trixie looked different too,” Scootaloo said, remembering their short altercation. “Who?” Silver Star asked. “Another pony who got turned intah an alicorn,” Apple Bloom replied. “Though when we were like that we could all talk, and so can Blue Heart and the other two she’s stuck with. Trixie was the only one who talked.” “I wonder what happened to her,” Sweetie Belle said. “Rarity said she didn’t know.” “Rainbow Dash said she thinks Trixie ran off with that griffon so she wouldn’t get caught. She’s probably out there somewhere doing her lame routine or something,” Scootaloo added. “It’s strange, when Ah went tah get help, Ah found this pony,” Apple Bloom said suddenly. “Ah said Ah needed the Princess, only he got Princess Luna. Ah keep fergettin’ there are two princesses, but whah her? It was still day time.” “He was wearing that medallion,” Frostfire pointed out. “Maybe he just works for her.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “An attack in my city!” Celestia roared. “Luna, you said you would handle this!” “I am!” Luna shouted back. “I’m working on it right now, pulling together a team to solve this issue, and if anything this proves that what you are doing is a waste of time. All your security and it still happened.” “This team had better produce results soon or else I will send out the entire army and turn over every last rock until we find them.” “Sister, I have it handled.” “I have yet to see you capture one terra pony,” Celestia yelled. “You want to find a terra pony?” A grey pony walked calmly into the room. “Gearbox...” Luna said through gritted teeth. “Now is not the time.” “Do you want to know where to find some?” he continued, ignoring her. “You know that new town, Haven?” Princess Celestia nodded. “I think so. An earth pony colony right?”         Gearbox smirked. “Wrong. The town was established thirty years ago. The first earth pony moved in last year.” “What!” Celestia shouted.         “That’s right. There is a whole city of terra ponies living peacefully and have been for a long time. These ones attacking Equestria are a minority. We are just as committed to stopping them as you are.” “Luna, you brought him here knowing what he was?” Celestia demanded. “I was suspicious, yes. We needed an inventor and I got us one.” Celestia eyed him and he glared back. Luna stepped between them. “Sister, he has done nothing but help. A lot of them have, and you know that. If you are still stuck in your vendetta, then you will have to face me as well.”         Princess Celestia turned and began to stride out of the room. She turned her head before she had completely exited it. “You have one month to produce some sort of result or I will have Haven leveled.”         “She wouldn’t...” Gearbox whimpered. “I’m afraid she would,” Luna said sadly. “She blames you for a lot of things that are not your fault. Captain?” One of the night guards perked up and looked towards her. “Gearbox, please go with him and give him possible locations for Sanctuaries. Captain, I want a patrol to check every area he indicates within two days time.”         “Yes, Princess.”         “I also want to be ready incase this does come to open conflict. Do what you can to make sure we can secure the Canterlot weapon stockpiles first in the event my sister makes a grave mistake.”         “Yes, Princess.” Gearbox walked over to the captain. “Let’s go to the library. There are plenty of maps here I can use.” “Right with you,” the captain said, following him out of the room. “It’s like it was a thousand years ago,” Luna said to the now empty room. “Only now it is you who must be freed from madness. I pray for a better outcome this time, sister.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~         If you like this story, you should check out some of my other works: My tumblr, an alternate universe mixing MLP and Cyborg 009.         Forever a Changeling, my new story starring Rainbow Dash as a changeling.         Samurai Applejack, a drastically different kind of story. It’s rated mature for violence and some suggestive lines.         Night of the Werepony, what I consider to be my worst story, but it’s my most popular. It’s just one chapter long.