It all started when the queen decided to invade Canterlot to get food for the hive. I was left behind because I was just a nymph. I always felt like I was different from the others.
While the others abducted ponies just to get love, I freed any I could find. It just felt wrong. Every other changeling thought otherwise and ridiculed me. I might have been because I didn't have any friends.
Well... I did have one friend. We both didn't have names due to the queen not naming us. The hive was just empty minus a few remaining nymphs. I tried to chat but with no avail.
I had decided that this wasn't the place for me. Every other changeling in the hive had a heart of black. How was I supposed to fit in.
As I exited the hive for the first time I had gotten a chill.
Everything was dead. There was no plant life. No living creatures besides me. I was alone. I continued across the badlands until I reached a small town with griffons.
I decided to enter. I had to get away from the hive.