Mirrors

by Talguy21


Preview: Breaking Chains

This was Phalanx's first day on duty. Sure, maybe he was fresh from basic training, but how hard can guarding a prisoner be? As he stepped through the torchlit halls of Canterlot's dungeon, he noticed another guard approaching the prisoner's cell from the other direction. Like him, the guard was in the golden guard's armor, and had a white coat. It was the armor that did this, of course, but Phalanx could recognize his friend Stoic Bastion anywhere. As he approached the cell, Stoic stepped up beside him.

"Hey, Stoic." He said. "Thought you weren't on duty to--" His greeting was cut short by a hoof slamming him in the face, knocking him to the floor, unconscious. A dark shape stepped from the hallway behind Stoic, and she turned to face it. The shape slipped into the torchlight, and revealed a changeling. It chittered to Stoic, who nodded. In a flicker of green flames, the changeling looked exactly like the unconscious Phalanx. Stoic, meanwhile, reached down and retrieved a small golden key ring from Phalanx's armor, before turning towards the cell. Inside was another changeling. This one had a tattered frill, and the rest of his face was concealed with shadow. He stood and took a central position in the cell, stomping slightly.

"Very well done, my pets." He snickered. "Who knew you drones could be so useful?" He chuckled softly, a humming buzz sound. Stoic inserted one of the keys into the lock, and with a click, the gate creaked open.

"We have fulfilled our purpose, Pincer. What are your orders?" She asked. The other's ears perked, and stood outside the cell, keeping watch.

"First of all," He began, "get this blasted inhibitor ring off of me." She nodded, and used the inhibitor remover from the key ring to detach the offending restraint. In a blaze of green light, Pincer was replaced by another guard, this time a grey-coated unicorn. "Excellent. Now, Gamma, Delta, form on me. We're taking our leave."

"Yes, sir!" Both drones replied in unison. Pincer then stepped from the cell, and trotted down the hall, both drones in tow.

Just you wait, pest. This isn't over yet.


Next up, from the desk of Talguy 21... Momentum.