The Lost Heir
“I have a sister?!” Mothball asked in disbelief.
"Hey!" all the female changelings present exclaimed.
"Sorry. I mean a royal sister?"
"Yes," Chrysalis sighed as she stared up at the black canopy. "Bellatrix. Now that girl had spunk, something every queen should have. She would always go on and on about what she would do when she was queen, and would practice her magic whenever possible. Unfortunately, she didn't have the power you had, my son. When you were twelve, you could turn into a fly. When she was twelve, she couldn't even turn into an earth filly!"
Screwball looked at Mothball questioningly.
"It's harder than other pony forms, 'cuz you have to hide your wings and horn," he explained.
"She couldn't even control minds like you," Chrysalis continued.
"You have mind-control powers?" Screwball inquired.
"It's not like I ever use it," Mothball murmured.
"Exactly!" Chrysalis exclaimed. "That was always the problem with you, Mothball! You have so much power, yet refuse to use it! It was the opposite with Bellatrix. She would show off her power all the time, not that there was much to show off. She also wasn't very clever, and would have a hard time getting food because she couldn't make ponies love her enough." She groaned. "Couldn't blame them. There wasn't much to love. I suppose she got that quality from her father, whoever it was."
Screwball raised an eyebrow. Chrysalis rolled her eyes in response.
"I was very active at the time."
"So what happened to Princess Not-Lovable?" the chaotic pony asked.
"When she was eighteen, she had made little improvement, so I decided to give her a challenge. I thought some time outside the hive would build up her strength, so I banished her for five years."
Screwball snorted. "Well, aren't you Mother of the Year?"
"But that was before I was born, right?" Mothball questioned. "Why didn't she come back?"
"Oh, she did," Chrysalis replied. "You had just been born, actually. Frankly, your sister became jealous of you. Also, her time in the outside world had apparently made her weaker. She wouldn't stop talking about 'friendship' and how there were 'more important things than power.' So she left again, this time on her own accord. Since I had you to replace her, I thought nothing of it then."
"So where is this Bellatrix now?" asked Screwball.
The queen shrugged. "Don't know. Haven't seen or heard from her in ten years. She could be dead for all I know."
"Ten years?" Mothball said. "But I thought you said she came back when I was born."
"Oh, she came back again, to…ask a favor."
"But I was twelve then. I would've seen her!"
"You would have, but you were otherwise…" she darted her eyes at Screwball, "occupied."
The chaotic pony shrugged. "What are the odds?"
"That was the last time I saw her. She could be anywhere now, using a different name, a different body…"
"So say this Princess Bellatrix is still out there," Screwball said, "do you think she'd be up for taking the throne instead of Mothball?"
Chrysalis gazed back up in thought. "Our last meeting wasn't very…pleasant, but she'd certainly want the throne more than you, son. I still think she'd make a poor ruler, but at least she's not as much a goody-goody as you. However, even if she is alive, you'd have a hard time finding her, even with your changeling nostrils."
"She's right," Mothball nodded. "Finding a disguised changeling princess in Equestria would be like finding a needle in a haystack."
"But if we do find her," said Screwball, "and she does agree to take the throne, then Mothball's off the hook, right?"
"Whatever," Chrysalis groaned. "The changelings need a ruler, no matter who it is. Of course, you'll have to find her quickly."
"Why?" Mothball asked.
"Because I'm dying you imbecile!" the queen boomed, sitting up. "I have to give the royal blessing! The title is not official until I do!"
She coughed as she lay back down. General Mantis was immediately at her side.
"Take it easy, my queen," he whispered.
"Great!" Screwball exclaimed, turning to her fiancé. "So we just have to find this Bellatrix, demand that she takes the throne and we can get married with no strings attached!"
"But how are we going to do that?" Mothball questioned. "She could be anywhere!"
"I have no idea!"
"Ooh!" Lieutenant Bombus piped. "Maybe you can find a clue in her room!"
"Bombus!" Mantis bellowed.
"No, General," Chrysalis moaned. "He's right."
"But my queen, you forbade…"
"I know what I forbade! But I'm at Death's door, General. Show them to Bellatrix's room."
The general sighed. "Lieutenant, escort the prince and his," he grunted, "fiancée to the princess' chamber."
Bombus saluted and gestured for the couple to follow him. Screwball took Mothball's hoof.
"We'll find your sister," she whispered, "and all of this will be over."
Chrysalis sighed as she watched them leave.
"They remind me so much…" she whispered.
"Remind you of what, your majesty?" Mantis inquired.
"So much…so much…"
"You should rest, my queen," the general said, setting her head down. "You've been through a lot."
Before she drifted off to sleep, one word escaped her lips:
"Discord…"
It was Chrysalis' twelfth birthday and she was out on her first hunt. She was flying over the lifeless trees as she scanned the ground. So far, she hadn't had much luck in finding prey, as not many creatures dwelled within the Changeling Forest, for obvious reasons.
Then she spotted a brown speck on the ground and slowly floated down to find that it was a strange creature the size of a small pony, but it didn't look like one. It had the gray head of a pony with a black mane going down its neck and a white mop at the top, but the rest of its long, brown body was made up of many different types of animals.
Curious, Chrysalis perched herself on a branch and watched the strange little beast. It was staring at its reflection in a puddle. The sadness in its face made her heart swell in sympathy.
Poor little guy…
She shook the thought out of her head. She was on a hunt, and it was her job to feed off other creatures' emotions. Her mother, Queen Arachne, had told her not to return until she had gained enough power to feed an army. So she used the spell her mother had taught her to peer into the creature's heart and see who it loved, as love was the strongest emotion for a changeling to feed on. Her eyes widened in surprise at what she saw.
Nothing. There was no one the creature loved.
She was so stunned that she didn't hear the branch crack, but the creature did. It jumped up and searched from left to right.
"Who's there?" it called in a male teenage voice.
Chrysalis gasped when a baseball bat appeared out of nowhere. She stepped forward to see if her eyes were deceiving her, but putting her weight on the branch made it snap. She let out a shriek as she plummeted to the ground.
She groaned in pain as she opened her eyes. They were met with a pair of yellow ones with red pupils. She yelped at the fact that she had been caught and quickly changed form. It was too late though. He had already seen her.
When she turned back at his request, he was surprisingly…unafraid.
The creature was a draconequus named Discord, and he interested the young changeling princess. He was so strange, and the fact that there was no one he loved intrigued her. She became even more impressed once she realized he had powers beyond belief.
And though she was reluctant to admit it, he was sort of…cute. In a chaotic way.
When she heard he didn't have a place to stay, she had the strangest feeling that it was her duty to help him. Maybe it was because he had said he was all alone in the world. Despite the fact that she was a princess with a thousand half-siblings, Chrysalis sometimes felt that way too. She rarely left the hive, and her mother didn't want her playing with the other changeling children, as she was "above" them.
But this young creature was just as powerful as she was, maybe even more. Perhaps that factor would make her mother allow her to keep him as a playmate? Or at least a pet?
Either way, she asked him to come back to the hive with her.
"Why?" he questioned.
Chrysalis wasn't sure why, but she wanted to help Discord, to learn more about him.
She shrugged. "That's what friends do?"
He stared at her in disbelief. "We're friends?"
She held out her hoof. "Sure. Why not?"
She really had no better explanation, and the thought made her smile. He looked at her hoof with uncertainty.
"Come on," she urged. "Would I steer you wrong?"
He stared at her for another minute before slowly taking her hoof. "I really don't know the answer to that, but I've got no other option."
Chrysalis giggled like a giddy school filly as she dragged him to the hive. The guards at the entrance raised their eyebrows as the princess walked through with a strange creature, but she didn't pay them any heed.
"Mother, Mother!" she called. "Look what I found!"
A tall changeling resembling Chrysalis, but with green hair, was conversing with one of her lieutenants. Her head turned at the sound of her daughter's voice. She hissed when she caught sight of Discord.
"What is that?!"
"Whoa," Discord uttered as he gazed up at the changeling queen. "You're tall. You're like one of those dead trees out there."
The queen growled as her horn glowed green. "Why, you little…"
"Mother, wait!" Chrysalis exclaimed, standing between them. "He's a friend!"
Queen Arachne's horn dimmed as she looked questioningly at her daughter. "Friend?"
"Yeah! His name is Discord! He's a…drakoki…drakani…a whatever! I found him out in the forest! Anyway, he needs a place to stay, so I brought him here!"
Her mother blinked in confusion and then scowled. "Chrysalis, I sent you out there to hunt! Not to make friends!"
"Please, please, please, Mother? Can we keep him? I promise he'll make himself useful! Discord, show her that trick of yours!"
The young draconequus smiled and snapped his talons. Arachne gasped when a small pink cloud appeared and started pouring brown rain.
"How did…how…?"
Then her lips curled into an evil grin. "Oh, I see. He's too powerful for you to consume on your own, so you brought him back so we could all have a snack, hmm?"
"What?" Discord squeaked.
"No, no, no, Mother!" Chrysalis insisted. "I didn't bring him for you to drain! Besides, even if I did, it would be impossible, because he doesn't love anybody!"
Arachne's smile vanished and she squinted at Discord. After a few seconds, her eyes widened. She looked sternly at her daughter.
"Dearest," she spoke in a low voice, "might I speak with you in private?"
Chrysalis put her hooves behind her back nervously. It was never good when her mother spoke in that tone.
"Yes, Mother," she murmured.
The queen turned to her lieutenant. "Make sure that thing doesn't cause any trouble."
The lieutenant saluted and went to Discord's side.
"I'll be right back," Chrysalis whispered to him before following her mother to the tower.
As Arachne shut the door, she turned coldly toward her daughter.
"That thing can't stay here."
"But mother…" Chrysalis started to protest.
The queen held up her hoof. "No! He has no emotion for us to feed on. What good is his power if we have no way to consume it?"
"Maybe we don't need his power! Can't we just keep him the way he is? I mean he has no place to go."
Arachne arched an eyebrow. "Why are you so concerned for this creature?"
"Well…" The princess looked down at her hooves and blushed. "I think he kinda likes me."
Her mother huffed. "Likes you? In this form? Darling, you know as well as I do that no one can love a changeling, at least while undisguised."
"But he didn't run when he saw me…"
"That doesn't mean he likes you. He's a monster himself, so it's no surprise that he had little fear."
"But…he could…"
"Chrysalis!" Arachne exclaimed, stomping her hoof firmly on the floor. "I've seen his heart. It's as empty as a bottomless pit, with no love to give you or anyone else."
"But…" Chrysalis sniffed as tears formed in her eyes. "But…but…"
"Oh, Chrissy," Arachne whispered as she lifted her daughter's chin. "You're too young to comprehend. If you're going to be Queen one day, there is one thing you must remember: love is a weakness."
The princess tilted her head. "But don't we gain power from love?"
"Exactly! It's weakness to whoever feels it, but strength to those who can take advantage of it, like us. But for us to feel love will only lead to our destruction. Take you and this creature, for instance. If this…liking you have for him becomes anything more, you would never be able to drain him of his power."
"But you said he doesn't…"
"There are other ways." The queen released her daughter and began pacing the room. "Even if we can't drain his power, we can still use it to our advantage. You said this creature was looking for a home, yes?"
Chrysalis nodded. "He's the last of his kind."
"Yes," Arachne murmured, rubbing her chin. "It just might work…"
"What might work, Mother?"
"You know that new land just over the mountains? That place has a very special kind of magic that I've been dying to get my hooves on, but that same magic protects it!" She chuckled to herself. "Perhaps, if that little creature gets motivated enough…"
Chrysalis bit her lip. "W-what do you mean, Mother?"
Arachne grinned mischievously. "Chrissy, my darling, would you do your mummy a small favor?"
She whispered her plan in her daughter's ear and Chrysalis became sick to her stomach as she listened.
"Mother, I can't…"
"You must," Arachne demanded.
"It'll hurt him…"
"If you're going to be Queen of the Changelings, you must learn not to let your emotions get in your way of power!"
"But…"
"How about I make you a deal? If this plan succeeds, and the new land becomes ours, you can do whatever you like with that creature." She tapped her chin. "Now that I think about it, that would make our takeover all the more official." She nudged the princess toward the door. "Now go, my girl. Make Mummy proud."
Arachne opened the door with her magic. Through it, Discord was juggling broken bottles for a group of worker changelings. Chrysalis glanced at him and then back at her mother. She shrunk under her cold stare. There was no use arguing with her mother. She always got her way, no matter what.
Chrysalis looked back at Discord and gulped. She slowly approached him, her heart growing heavier with every step she took. The draconequus smiled when he saw her.
"Hey, Chrissy!" he exclaimed. "Watch this!"
He tossed all the broken bottles in the air. When they came down, they were oranges. Chrysalis couldn't help but laugh, but then frowned when she remembered her task.
"Um, Discord?" she squeaked.
"Yeah?" Discord said.
The princess looked down at her hooves and rubbed her foreleg awkwardly. "You, um…you see…"
She glanced back at her mother, who was standing in the entrance of the tower, urging her to continue.
"Well," she gulped, looking back at Discord. "You…you can't stay here."
Sadness welled up in the young creature's face. "You…you don't want me here?"
"No, no, I do! But…my mother doesn't."
He hung his head. "Oh. I see."
"I'm really sorry, but…"
"No, it's okay," he sighed, turning to leave. "No one ever wants me around."
"Wait!" she shouted, a little too loudly. "There…there is a place you can go."
He looked back at her skeptically. "What do you mean?"
She took a deep breath. "Just over the mountains is a land of ponies. All types of ponies: unicorns, earth ponies and pegasi. They all live together in harmony and accept each other's differences. You're…sort of a pony. They might accept you as well."
She choked on her words, knowing that last part wasn't true. The hopeful look on Discord's face made it worse.
"You really think so?"
She winced. "Y-yes."
"What is this land of ponies?"
"They call it," Chrysalis breathed again, "Equestria."
As Mothball and Screwball followed Lieutenant Bombus, they passed by a large room that was sealed off with crystalized mucus. Mothball paused and looked at it closely.
"What's wrong?" Screwball asked.
"That's my room," the prince muttered.
"Oh, yeah," Bombus snorted. "The queen did that shortly after you left. She didn't want anyone going in there."
He continued forward, but Mothball was frozen in place. Screwball lightly took his hoof and dragged him along.
"You okay?" she whispered.
"She just…" he stammered. "She just…forgot about me. Cast me aside, pretended like I never existed…just like she did with Bellatrix. Is…is that all I am to her? Something that can be replaced?"
She patted him on the back. "Hey, that's probably not true." She paused. "Okay, maybe it is, but hey. She called you back, didn't she?"
"Only because she didn't have anyone else. You heard her. She thinks Bellatrix would make a better ruler than me. She just brought me back because I was easier to find."
"But isn't that good? I mean if we find Bellatrix, you won't have to be King, and we can be together. That's what you want, right?"
He sighed. "I guess."
Screwball frowned and let her hoof fall. "You guess? What do you mean you guess?"
Mothball opened his mouth as he struggled to find an answer. Fortunately, Lieutenant Bombus came to his rescue.
"Here we are!"
Mothball relayed his surroundings. He was in a lower part of the hive he had never explored before. In front of them was a large, circular doorway that had fragments of crystalized mucus decorating the edge. He figured there must have been a barrier there that had recently been blasted through. Hanging from the doorway was an old black curtain, much like the one that used to conceal Mothball's room. The lieutenant pulled it back to reveal the changeling princess' old chamber.
In the center was a black, queen-sized canopy bed that was covered in dust and cobwebs. On the left was a bookshelf and on the right was a green vanity. The green walls were covered in colorful posters.
"Her majesty ordered that this room remain untouched," Bombus explained. "No one's been in here since the princess left." He smiled brightly. "Well, good luck! I'll be out here if you need anything else!"
"Uh-huh," Screwball muttered. "Well, let's get started."
Mothball nodded dumbly as he followed her into the room.
"Okay," she said, pointing to the side with the vanity. "You take that side and I'll take this side."
He didn't say anything as he complied with her request. He started searching through the vanity while Screwball rummaged through the bookshelf.
She whistled as she read the titles. "Check this out! The History of Starswirl the Bearded? Hoofdinni's Great Escapes? The Magician's Hoofbook? This Bellatrix sure was a fan of magic."
Mothball levitated an old green crystal brush out of the drawer. "And she sure liked beautifying herself." He examined the hairs on the brush. "Huh. Her mane was green. Well, that's a surprise."
"Look at these posters here! She sure had a crush on Starswirl the Bearded."
Mothball shrugged. "Mother did say she tried to improve her magic in any way possible." He tilted his head when he came upon a pack of playing cards and a plastic wand. "Real magic or not…"
"I've never heard of this guy," Screwball said as she pointed to a poster of a brown unicorn with blue eyes and a brown beard, wearing a green top hat and cape. "Ozcar the Great? Eh, probably some amateur magician."
Mothball paused as he gazed at all the posters. Screwball noticed and frowned.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Mother never let me decorate my room," he mumbled.
"Oh."
She tried to think of something comforting to say.
"Well, uh," she stuttered, "look at it this way. She preserved your room."
"You mean sealed it off," he muttered.
"But she didn't destroy it. I mean she kept this room in decent condition, right?"
He said nothing, so she decided to look under the bed.
"Hey, I found something!"
She used her magic to bring out a gray pony rag doll wearing polka-dotted pants. Mothball scrunched his nose.
"What is that?"
"It's a Smarty Pants doll," Screwball declared. "Apple Blossom had one of these when she was little. I guess this belonged to Bellatrix."
Mothball took it in his hooves. He was so confused. Mother had let Bellatrix decorate her room? She had even let her keep a doll?
He sniffed it curiously. "Mother has touched this."
Screwball tilted her head. "How can you even tell? I mean I know you have that super smell and all, but…"
"Every changeling has a distinct scent. We all smell of dried mustard, but with something else thrown in. How else do you think we're able to tell the difference between male and female?"
She shrugged. "Fair enough."
"Anyway, royal changelings are a mix of mustard and plumeria. Mother has that, plus some jasmine to verify that she's female and a hint of sulfur."
"Blech!" Screwball gagged. "Sounds awful."
"You get used to it."
"So what do I smell like?"
"Chocolate milk with a hint of cotton candy. Oh, and there's a bit of strawberries in there somewhere."
She blushed. "Oh, you…"
"I think I've got Bellatrix's scent on here too," he said, inhaling the doll again. "But it's very faint. It hasn't been used in so long, and Mother's scent is masking it."
"Why not try this brush here?" Screwball said, summoning the crystal brush covered in green hair.
Mothball took the brush and let his nostrils draw in the scent. "Mustard." He sniffed again. "Plumeria." And again. "Jasmine." He inhaled deeper. "Burnt toast?"
"She sounds fun," Screwball joked.
"But it's like Mother said, even if I have her scent, it would take forever to find her. Do you know any magic that could help us?"
She shrugged. "I could try and summon her, but I've never met this girl, so that would make it harder. I could teleport us to her, but I don't know where she is. Even chaos magic has its limits."
Suddenly, a light bulb appeared over her head. "I've got it! Auntie Twilight once showed me a spell that can find some pony using something that belonged to that pony."
"Can you cast it?" Mothball asked.
She sighed. "Unfortunately, finding spells aren't my forte. But if we bring that brush to Auntie Twilight, maybe she can help us!" Her smile disappeared. "Uh oh."
"What?"
Screwball glanced at her hoof and summoned a watch. "Holy Frijoles! It's almost nine a.m.! We gotta get back to the castle!"
"Now? Why?"
She rolled her eyes. "Think about it. The two of us are engaged and neither of us are in our beds. What's Dad gonna think?"
Mothball tapped his chin. "I have three guesses."
"And they are…?"
"One: that we eloped. Two: that we went off someplace to…you know. Three: that I led you into the deepest part of the forest, sucked you dry, flew off into the night and left you for dead."
"You know my dad so well. Now grab that brush and let's go before he notices we're gone."
Mothball nodded and levitated the brush. Screwball raised an eyebrow as he set the Smarty Pants doll on his back.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh…" he stammered. "You know, uh…in case the brush isn't enough."
Screwball shook her head with a smile. "Sure, whatever you say."
She placed her hoof on Mothball's shoulder and teleported them to her room back at the Castle of Chaos.
"You think he noticed we were gone?" the changeling asked.
They heard a cough and turned to see Discord sitting on the bed, his arms crossed and his eyes glaring fiercely at them.
"He noticed," he growled.
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Oh crup.
He's a liiiiiiiitle bit...
FURIOUS!
One thing I don't get. Why can't they use their chaos magic to make her better? Even if Screwball doesn't have that much control, I find it hard to believe Mothball wants his mother to die, and Screwball doesn't want him to be sad, and Discord doesn't want her to be sad. Pretty big plot hole if you ask me.
5304772 It's not that kind of illness.
5304778 And I'm assuming chaos magic would care?
So Chrysalis's mom is the reason for Discord not liking Chrysalis...man I've seen a lot of evil mothers but she takes the cake...anyways this story still looks awesome! Keep it up ^3^
5304788 Screwy said so herself: "Even chaos magic has its limits."
5304794 I dunno, when Discord was treating the sun and moon like yo-yos, changing his body into different species like it was nothing, splitting his face in half with no internal organs visible, making ponies sick, etc etc... it may have limits, but making Chrysalis better seems like it should be well within them. I can understand if you give a reason, but for the characters to not even consider it is kinda idiot-ball-ish.
I have a feeling that you will not use an OC for Bellatrix alterego. She will be a real character from the show.
And I have a realy good feeling about it.
I hope it's not who I think it is...
5304836
I think we have the same idea.
5304802 Okay, good point. Don't worry, I figure something out.
I am calling that bellatrix is going to be Trixie. Get rid of the B, L and L you get Etrix. Move the E to the end what do you get? Trixe. After that put an I in between the X and E, now what do you get now? Trixie
Fluttershy better be near when Discord explodes with anger. Also, A Smarty Pants Doll!? A fan of Magic!? Speaking good words of Harmony!? There's only one pony I know who likes all of them...
5304982
The smell of burnt toast was the final giveaway since it is a reference to Equestria Girls.
CLIFFHANGERSSSSSS!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!
OH GOD!!! What he going to do? The SUSPENSE!!!! XO
5304982 POKEMON Z CONFIRMED!!!
... Oh wait... Sorry wrong conspiracy!
NICE!!! :D and Kudos on putting a reference to Oz the great and Powerful in there, I have to say that's a nice touch.
5304950 Most likely using chaos magic to restore ones body is a bad idea as it's bent around throwing things out of order, so even if it could neutralize whatever's currently killing Chrysalis it would have side effects up the wazoo that may be worse than the current problem.
5304802
Well Discord could maybe save Chrysalis, but he also really really really hates Chrysalis. That whole trying to destroy Discord's life, killing Fluttershy, and whatever other bad stuff happened in the distant past may be a bit much for Discord to forgive.
As for Screwball, she probably does not have the power or control to pull that off. Well, not yet anyway.
5305117
I don't remember any burnt toast in Equestria Girls.
Why I feel that Bellatrix is certain and known unicorn with a big ego?
5305321
It was a song if I remember correctly. I was mostly drunk and a friend notified me of it.
is a certain blue furred unicorn named "Trixie" have anything to do with this?
( P.S.) when's the next chapter?
5305321
Yep. Trixie's song has the lyrics
"I'm a full course meal, and you're just burnt toast."
--Spade
5305794
I HATE SPOILERS!
5305655
WAH!
5305903
The "burnt toast" line isn't really all that easy to hear during Rainbow Rocks.
I'm loving where this story has gone so far
This is great
I know who the princess of the changelings is. She has interacted with the Mane 6 before, but it has been a long time.
Fun fact I didn't read the other comments before I posted this.
“I have a sister?!” Mothball asked in disbelief.
"Hey!" all the female changelings present exclaimed. hahaha!!!!!!!!
Trixie, so much Trixie!!!!
I wonder what she'll be like after all these years
HA! YES!
Bellatrix had ambition, Mothball has power. FUSION DANCE! (Sorry, I had to.)
Makes sense.
To be fair, he doesn't need to, he has a loving fiance, a loving mother in law a (more or less) loving father in law and I don't think it works on other Changelings.
Like I said, they are opposites.
I'm suspecting it's Trixie, similar name and I have seen that be her full name at times, or having someone in her family called Bellatrix.
More like a needle disguised as a piece of hay in a haystack, but yes.
Hopefully.
Useful spell.
Yep.
A Draconequus.
That's never good.
Wanna bet?
Oh boy.
I was afraid of what.
Lieutenant Bombus to the rescue.
Another Trixie hint.
Just like Twilight. Interesting.
BAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Guess Big Mac isn't the only in universe equivalent of a brony.
Oh boy.
5304772
Healing someone isn't very chaotic, so harder to do.
Can I change my betting slip to Trixie
Cause...
She likes on-stage magic
Fan of Starswirl - Trixie's costume is basically his cloak and hat without the bells
There was a poster of Ozcar the Great (guessing from Oz the Great and Powerful) - The Great and Powerful Trixie
And lastly Trixie's always boasting how great she is - which she wouldn't need to do if she doesn't think that herself
Oh God !! Finally after waiting for days
Finally it's out! YESS
Can't wait to read it
5304982 or, ya know, Trixie being short for Bellatrix. There's always that.
That's it Bellatrixs identity is confirmed...nearly.
Okay so Bellatrix is really Bella-Trixie.
Her backstory, confirms it. Side note Chrysalis did care, she just won't admit it.
Her love of magicians and primping just further support it. Also she did rip off Starswirls look. if I'm not mistaken her green mane is a call back too, from when Trixie dyed Raritys mane green.
Don't be jealous Mothball.
Only flaw of Trixie being a changeling is she didn't need to hide herself while wearing the Alicorn Amuet? That minor flaw aside and back to the good it explains why she kept Snips and Snails close, also I'm sure her stylish cape covered any hint of her wings her magic might have missed.
Well, this steers into Trixie's direction. The only problem I have is the colour of her magic. Which is why I clung onto Flim and Flam. But maybe there are two Trixies roaming Equestria? Maybe she saw one of her shows and said: "She's a travelling magician, she could appear anywhere, no one will notice if there are two?"
It's not like chaotic creatures don't have it, too. Ask your dad, Screwy.
To be fair, sometimes it's good to kick someone out for their benefit. Even Fluttershy had to do that with the breezies.
Details, lady, details! Anything could be important.
D'aw.
There's two sides to every story. I love the backstory sequences, well done, Miss DF, well done! It's all the point of view.
So, from Chyssy's perspective, she was an ingredient in the soup that was her mother's plan along with Discord.
And all that caused Discord being bitter towards the mere mention of friendship. As far as I remember, their next meeting wasn't until he took over Equestria, where he was just angry at the whole universe and Chrysalis probably started pretending that she never cared out of hurt feelings.
How would she know what a baseball bat is? Discord I don't question, but this is shortly after the founding of Equestria. Medievalish times.
I guess the spell sorts out those who are considered dead by the victim. Or he has unintentionally locked his heart in his bitterness with every ounce of chaos magic he had so that Chrysalis' spell can't get through. Poor guy.
Sounds about right.
Wonder what Twily is going to say about this. Helping the changelings, the race that not once, but twice almost destroyed her and her friends familys? That ruined her romance with Flash? But, on the other hoof, she'll probably see that a new queen that was influenced by ponies can bring the long needed change for the changeling-pony-relationship?
Yeah, ponynapping wouldn't occur to him as an option. Not with Screwy's and Moth's power levels.
Typos?
'Show them Bellatrix's room' or 'Show them the way to Bellatrix's room'? Or Chrysalis-talk?
remains?
5308983 What's wrong with "Show them to Bellatrix's room?"
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Wow, you're quick.
Nothing, I guess.
Sorry for my bluntness, it just sounds odd to me. The non-native speaker that is me should quit pointing such things out.
5310314 GROSS!
I mean...you got the fact that Chrysalis was in love with him, right?
That's a touching backstory with Chrysalis. I hope she gets a chance to apologize to Discord before she dies.
Man finding this girl is going to be tough!
Even if they do find her they better be careful...
cause you better believe that she's got tricks up her sleeve...
5310345 Hey never said I was right. I had figured she would have wanted Discord to rule so she could manipulate him, also you had Chrysalis take Discord back to her hive, is it unreasonable to assume that she originally wanted him to be a heir and then later on fell in love with him.
Well the "Lost Heir" chapter put a nail through this theory, though I must say I feel bad for Chrysalis as she had no choice but betray Discord.
Errr mi gaaahhhhd please update asap coz i wanna have some trixie and some Discord-is-mad-at-Screwball-because-of-something-that-he-should-be-mad-about-but-shouldnt-at-the-same-time!!!
I know why ''Bellatrix'' would have a Oz poster... >:D
You made Trixie as the Wizard of Oz in Wicked, right?
After ree-reading the chapter (I loved Trixie's song in Rainbow Rocks so I heard the toast reference) , seeing that last vídeo DisneyFanatic did and seeing the coments (funny that I decided to look at the coments only after) I'm soo damn sure it's Trixie.
Unless DisneyFanatic has a very big twist prepared.
When's the next chapter due?
5315712 I second that
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I'm saying that that's dumb & unfair. I was saying that she didn't earn the power, she was born with it.
Ponies having to earn alicornhood thru deeds makes more sense in a balance of power/supporting harmony way.
It especially doesn't make sense for Twilight's or Cadance's children to be alicorns because we know they weren't born that way.
An athlete's kid isn't born an athlete (though they're more likely to be raised to become one).
New alicorns shouldn't be born that way.
5326183 First of all, alicorns are a species. Therefore the athlete comparison (as well as, arguably, the argument of Twilight and Cadence not originally being alicorns) is illogical.
Second, though having to earn the right to become an alicorn does indeed fit in with the theme of 'harmony' (the inverted commas are there because, to me, it seems like order is a more fitting word), it doesn't make sense from.. well.. pretty much any other point of view I can think of.
Third, in response to your final sentence:
[insert obligatory Lady Gaga joke here]
and
I refer you to point number one.
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Alicorns aren't a species, they're a race, the species is pony. This means what would make the most sense in that regard, keeping in mind this series rules, is the child would be one of the main races but their relevant abilities would be SUPER CHARGED.