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// CHAPTER 32 (AKA: The de-monsteration) 
// Story: A thing or two about changelings and their habits saga 
// by Young discord 
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„Don’t move”
„I’m not!”
„If you wouldn’t move this would already be on”
“Well I’m sorry if I’m ticklish”
“There”
Twilight had finally put the helmet on Monty, it was time to test out the effect that Monty has on this Pegazooka as he seemed to be the only one able to activate it, much like with Pacifica and the Rumble Suit.
“Try using it”
The purple unicorn threw the Pegazooka on his hooves; Monty nearly fell off the table with the sudden weight.
“Shoot at the target”
Twilight pointed at a distant dot far off in the corner of the rectangular room.
“I don’t know…”
“Just shoot”
“Fine”
Monty did his best at aiming and pulled the trigger.
CLICK
Nothing.
“Well, where is it?”
“I can’t”
“What do you mean you can’t? Just do what you did in the woods; just remember to hold back on the magic”
“Yeah but there, it just… happened you know?”
“Happened?”
“Yeah, I tried a bunch of times to shoot but it didn’t work like now…”
“But that one time it worked… was anything different?”
“Hmmm… well we were being attacked by the giant timberwolf and I aimed and… well just shot”
“Hmmm… maybe this thing is activated by something, perhaps a magical switch? Try to hit the pegazooka with your magic”
Monty focused, he zapped the thing with a jolt of his magic, to their surprise the item began to glow and in a flash it was gone, in its place, a golden pendant of a door with half a sapphire on one side.
“Well… that’s new” said Twilight.
“I think I’ve seen this before…”
Twilight took a brief look at the readings from her machines.
“Interesting… it seems that this item resonates with your magical frequency”
“What does that mean?”
“It means that you and only you can use this, it’s as if somepony made these items just for you two…”
Monty looked at the swinging pendant that he was holding in front of him.
“Do you think you could change it back?”
“Maybe…”
Monty focused his magic once again and in no time at all a large Pegazooka clonked down on the stone floor.
“Well, now that we got that out of the way, we just need to figure out how to use it”
“I told you already, it works whenever it feels like it”
“I might have an idea on how to make it work”
“How?”
“These items seem to resonate with you two, maybe they react to your emotional state, what did you feel when you activated it in the woods?”
Monty frowned as he looked back to the recent past.
“I felt-“
The doors burst open, Luna approached the two, Pacifica stood in the background.
“Twilight… Monty… I hate to interrupt this discussion, it seems that it is time for you and Pacifica to go”





Every single heartbeat in Pacifica and Monty was pumping an increasing dose of stress and adrenaline that began to unpleasantly tickle their chests with every thump…
The two ponies geared up, Monty told Pacifica about his most recent discovery about their items, unfortunately there wasn’t time to figure out the rest.
Minutes later, everypony who was in on this was gathered… Mark, Rose, Queen Chrysalis and even the Mane 6.
“Why do we have to be here again’?” asked Applejack.
“Should the worst happen, we will have to rely on the elements of harmony” replied Celestia.
“The elements to the rescue!” Pinkie jumped on two hooves and whipped out a red cape out of nowhere.
“I’m afraid this time the elements won’t be enough… Discord, you are to find a good moment to slip Pacifica and Monty into the enemy’s ranks, once that is finished you are to come back at once”
Discord popped a private’s metal helmet and saluted Celestia.
Aunt Rose came up to the two little ponies all ready to go and squeezed them between herself.
“You take care of yourself dearies”
It was Mark’s turn but Pacifica wasn’t too keen on a hug from him.
Celestia approached the two and gave them a small sack of green glistening powder
“These are powdered dragon's flames, when you have some information, throw some of this powder into a fire, throw the report into the fire and it will transport it to my personal quarters”
Pacifica nodded.
“Well then, time to go, up up and away!” jumped in Discord
Discord conjured an invisible jet, smacked Pacifica and Monty on invisible chairs and took off to the sky looking totally ridiculous... and invisible.





The day of work had long since gone to make way for the hours of rest and preparation for the next one, the sun was nearly out of sight and it was soon time for Luna to take over the sky.
The Woodland Sea was now being infested with a stable income of changelings secreted from every single city, town or village an army was being forged through the depths of hunger, pain and suffering.
“Sir! The recruits from Manehattan have arrived!”
“How many this time?”
“30 give or take a few, unfortunately mostly kids and teens”
“That won’t pose a problem, children are easy to control and learn quickly, take them to the training grounds and prep them for the talk”
Among the group of newbies, two familiar ponies were marching silently, not bringing any attention to themselves… they both wore a gold pendant each.
The new group was recruited into a freshly deforested plain, already full of other changelings in groups, training on dummies, climbing walls and crawling under fences under the orders from various trained grown soldiers, all sizes and ages of recruits were there though mostly those of the early teen ages of Monty and Pacifica.
The one leading their group stopped them at the middle of the grounds, where the grass had already worn off, showing the brown shaded grey dirt and rocks.
The leader took out a whistle and blew on it, the sound cut through everypony’s ears.
Other whistles followed from around the grounds as the others ordered the rest of the recruits from the field to group up together on the other side of the new recruits.
A long silence ensued, those who knew what was happening stood in silence and fear and those who were new to this were about to find out why the others were so quiet.
The leader of the entire organisation entered the stage in front of the new recruits.
Monty and Pacifica were standing silently three rows in the back not attracting any attention.
“Hello, I’m John and I will be looking after you during your stay here, now without further delays, does anypony know why you’re here?”
“…”
Nopony answered.
“You’re here for war, some think that I shouldn’t tell you but I think you have the right to know… you’re here because we’re at the brink of extinction, for eons we have managed to live quietly beside ponies but now they have cast us aside to die… it is time that we show ponies what we are capable of”
“…”
The new recruits were as silent as the older ones.
“I would like to demonstrate something to you all…”
The leader looked at the new recruits scanning for something.
“You”
The leader pointed at a colt beside Monty, he was about Pacifica’s age.
“Come here”
The colt uneasily approached the leader.
“Why are you here”
“To fight a war?”
“Yes, but are you aware of that?”
That’s was a strange question, the colt thought.
“Uhh… yeah…”
“That’s strange because I don’t think you are, I don’t think anypony here is”
Some of the older recruits were trying to not look at the centre of attention as if they were scared of something.
“Now… what is you name”
“Connor”
”All right, Connor, I want you to come at me as if you’d want to kill me”
It took a few moments for the order to sink into the Connor’s mind but eventually he obeyed expecting some sort of demonstration.
What he got in return was something entirely different.
Connor ran at full speed towards John who expertly turned to the side, grabbed him by one of his limbs and threw him down.
The new recruits began to clap at John’s amazing skills but he wasn’t done yet, he mounted the colt’s chest and began to punch and stomp the shit out of him.
The new recruits gasped in shock, Connor desperately tried to call out, barely being able to gargle out the word help but nopony did a thing, they were all too mortified to do anything.
For the next minute all that could be heard was the near rhythmic sound of the colt being pummelled with an occasional semi-scream that was interrupted by the next punch or buck and sometimes a grunt.
Monty saw this once before and this time he could do something about it, this colt was being beaten to death in front of hundreds of others and everypony was too scared to move, it was time to whip out the pegazooka and he would have done that if Pacifica didn’t hold him back at the last moment, shaking her head… their mission was too important to be discovered just now, they will have to watch this to the end, like everypony else.
John wrapped his legs around the bloody colt and began squeezing his soul out of his throat with his grab.
Connor was coughing, grunting and writhing but couldn’t get out of it.
The energy and will of survival was leaving the colt, he wasn’t going to see his mother again.
The body stopped and loosened up.
John let him go and flopped the limp body on the ground.
It was finally over.
At least that’s what they thought.
John bucked the body as hard as he could, reviving the poor colt who was at the edge of death.
The poor thing didn’t even have enough will to cough the blood out of his lungs.
The newbies now knew what the older recruits were so afraid of; this was beyond monstrous it was some sort of sick… demonsteration…
“THIS is what will happen to you, all of you! Your parents, your friends, they will all end like this unless you learn how to fight! I hope you are ready to give it 100% because that won’t be nearly enough! Remember this moment for the rest of your lives because this is what you will have to face over and over again”
John calmed down and bowed in front of the newbies like some screwed up entrepreneur.
“Welcome to the next 2 weeks of your life”