Refugee Camp, three days to the battle
Queen Twilight Sparkle made her way through the refugee camp in earnest. Seeing the chaos and her subjects’ suffering created a weight on her shoulders that seemed far greater now than ever before. She was their queen now, and she didn’t have her mother to help, to give advice or direction. She was on her own.
Her mother’s death remained on the forefront of her mind, and her current anger stemmed from it. She had fully expected her mother to recover, Chrysalis was strong in both body and will, and she always had been. But then came that moment, the moment Twilight felt Chrysalis’ chest stop raising and the sound of her breathing cease. When that happened Twilight felt panic like she never had done before, and she immediately called for medical assistance. The doctors rushed in and with the then-princess’ help they attempted to revive the changeling queen.
Ultimately, to no avail.
After several minutes of trying the lead doctor had called it in, and in a sombre tone had noted the time of death to be recorded.
Twilight didn’t want to believe it. She had insisted they continue to try, had shouted and raged but ultimately no matter how hard she willed it reality came knocking.
Her mother, Queen Chrysalis, was dead. She died in that bed and Twilight could, in the end, do nothing to prevent it.
She had never felt so powerless.
‘Never again.’
Eventually she spotted the exact individual she was looking for, Queen Draco. She was still assisting with the relief effort. Changelings and ponies alike ran around as she gave them all directions, Twilight’s drones keeping an air of professionalism despite their own anger towards Chrysalis’ death.
On spotting her fellow changeling queen, Twilight began to make her way through the crowd as they parted from her path. Draco held a smile when she saw the younger changeling approach.
“Princess Twilight,” she greeted. “I trust Chrysalis is recovering nicely. I myself have just had a lovely conversation with Mi Amore Cadenza, you were right back at the council you know.”
Draco’s smile faltered when she saw the grim expression on Twilight’s face, and the grimace she held when she heard Draco’s dialogue towards her.
“Twilight?” she called out. “What’s wrong?”
Twilight breathed in heavily, and then out again. “It’s not Princess anymore. I am now queen of our hive.”
A fearful expression presented itself on Queen Draco’s features. “What do you mean? Chrysalis is stubborn and strong willed, and not one to pass on her title so easily. Was she maimed that badly?”
Twilight observed the changeling queen. Her expression said it all, Draco realised the likely scenario of what had happened, but didn’t want to admit it. She was hoping for the best.
False hope.
“Draco…” Twilight began. “My mother has… passed away. Her injuries were too severe, we did all we could but…” Twilight trailed off, unable to complete her sentence.
Draco examined the younger queen, looking desperately for any sign of deception. Why Twilight would deceive her she didn’t know, but she looked anyway.
And found nothing.
“I see…” Draco snarled, her narrow pupils dilating.
The elder queen’s horn lit up as she lashed out at a nearby pile of empty crates, her green magic shattering them into billions of tiny atoms as she screamed furious obscenities.
As sawdust flew wildly through the air, many others around them made the wise decision of avoiding the enraged changeling queen, but Twilight for her part just stood there patiently as Draco vented her rage.
When all was said and done, Queen Draco stood over the remains of what had previously a group of wooden crates; her breaths were heavy and laboured and as she calmed, her anger sufficiently vented for now, she looked back over to the stone-faced Twilight.
“My apologies,” Draco said. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve already been there,” Twilight responded. “She was your best friend.”
“But she was your mother,” Draco rebuked. “I’m so sorry, Twilight.”
“So am I,” Twilight said, crestfallen.
Draco sighed, sitting down on her haunches as her thoughts turned to her deceased friend.
“You know,” Draco started. “When I was a nymph, I was rather secluded by my mother. I only ever saw her or servants, I never interacted with nymphs my age, and thus I never had much in the way of friends. Until my first trip to the council that is…”
Twilight couldn’t meet Draco’s gaze, but her perked up ears told Draco she was listening, so she continued.
“We were both lost, you know. We bumped into each other by complete accident. She began raving about the history of the hive, and books - where do you think you got that from?” Draco grinned. “We became fast friends though, and I would always look forward to each council so we could reunite. Of course when we were older we would also arrange our own meetings when possible. And then, a little over twenty years ago, she became pregnant with you.”
Twilight looked up at Draco as she went forward with her tale.
“You have no idea how happy she was, your father too,” Draco smiled at the memory. “And when she had to give you up, it almost destroyed her. She came to me, asking that my spies help to locate a suitable family for you in Equestria. Together we found Night Light and Twilight Velvet of course. And then when she went to deliver you I went with her, most of the way at least. When she came to the houses about one street away she insisted she go on ahead alone to say goodbye, and so I waited until she was finished and then departed with her.”
“Wait,” Twilight interrupted. “You were there that night?”
“Yes,” Draco nodded. “She kept me informed on just about everything that was happening with you; with the sole exception being the invasion to retrieve you, she omitted that detail.”
Draco placed a hoof on Twilight shoulder. “As long as I live I will be here for you, Twilight. As I always have been, as I always was for her. And I will pursue Crudelis until justice is done.”
Twilight shot her a grateful smile. “Thank you.”
“Now,” Draco said. “What do you intend to do about Queen Crudelis?”
“What do you think?”
“I understand,” Draco said with a nod.
“But before anything my changelings need a home,” the younger queen stated. “We will be discussing it later, the princesses are sending for some maps and information on that cave.”
“So it was mentioned to you then? And?”
“It seems promising so far,” Twilight said. “But we shall see.”
“We shall,” Draco agreed. “What now?”
“For now, I need some sleep,” Twilight supressed a tired yawn. “I’m no use to any of you if I fall asleep on the job.”
“It is getting late,” Draco noted, looking toward the falling sun. “I for one am not at all tired, so I will continue to keep things running until you feel up to things. After what you’ve been though I would think you need the rest.”
“Agreed,” Twilight said, moving off in the direction of her tent.
“Be well, Twilight Sparkle,” Draco called after her as they parted ways.
After she had gone, Draco kept in a sigh of sadness. But there would be time for mourning her friend later, she had a job to do keeping the refugees fed and safe. Chrysalis would wish her to do as much.
However, it was but a couple of minutes later that Draco was yet again distracted from her work as the Princess of the Sun approached.
“Princess Celestia,” she greeted. “What can I do for you?”
“I’m searching for Queen Twilight, have you seen her?” Celestia asked.
“I have, she has retired for what will soon be the night,” Draco told her. “She has had a most trying day.”
“I know,” Celestia said sadly. “I take it she told you?”
“She did,” Draco nodded. “I will mourn in my own time, I have a job to do.”
Celestia nodded back. “Very well, for what it’s worth I am sorry. Excuse me.”
Celestia moved away from the changeling queen and off into the crowd, making her way towards where Twilight was located.
Draco sighed, but promptly got back to work.
Twilight moved past the guards at her tent’s entrance and immediately collapsed into the bed at the other end, the same bed on which she had awoke in the early hours of that morning. A morning where Chrysalis had still been alive.
Tears began to flow freely, soaking into the pillow as she thought of what she had lost.
“Two years?” Twilight muttered to herself. “Was that all we had? Couldn’t even quite make it to the third…”
She heard ruffling from the tent’s entrance and then the sound of hooves approaching her.
Twilight knew who it was, who else would it be?
Celestia sat down by Twilight’s side, casting her a look of sympathy and remorse. “Twilight, I’m so sorry. If I had been faster this might have been prevented.”
“No,” Twilight said with a shake of her head, shifting to look up at Celestia. “Only Queen Crudelis is to blame, and she will pay for what she has done!”
“Are you ready to talk about it?” Celestia asked.
“No, thank you but… no,” Twilight dismissed.
“Twilight…” Celestia sighed. “I know you are angry. But don’t let it control you.”
“And what’s that meant to mean?” Twilight suddenly shouted. “My mother is dead. Doesn’t that give me the right to be angry?!”
“Of course,” Celestia assured. “But it’s also dangerous, especially for beings such as ourselves. Alicorns and changeling queens are similar in many ways, need I remind you what happened to my sister? Or even give the example of Crudelis herself, I hear she has quite the hatred for your family.”
“You’re… you’re comparing me to her?!” Twilight snapped, jumping up to confront Celestia.
Celestia’s eyes widened as Twilight glared at her angrily, fangs bared towards her.
“No! Of course not! You are nothing like her, Twilight. I was just making a point, anger can change us. And right now you are displaying a lot of it.”
“You have no right to criticize me, Princess,” Twilight growled.
“Twilight?” Celestia whispered.
“You’re the one who decided to send six teenagers to deal with your mess. To redeem a sister who was only like she was because you neglected her! You sent those same teenagers to deal with Discord for you as well, and when it came down to it you didn’t even realise your own ‘niece’ had been replaced by a changeling! Before I knew who she was, I was momentarily suspicious, had I acted on those suspicions and tried to expose her I doubt you, being as engrossed in the wedding as you were, would have believed me!”
“How could you say that? Of course I would have!”
“Really?” Twilight asked doubtfully. “It must be so nice being you, sitting so high up on your throne while sending others to do your dirty work, keeping your pristine image so nice and squeaky clean!”
“Twilight I…” Celestia started, trembling slightly at her words. “I’m sorry you feel that way.”
Twilight growled, staring daggers at Princess Celestia as her rage drove her forward.
“That’s all you have to say?” Twilight snorted. “You’re ‘sorry I feel that way’? Well I’m sorry too… sorry that you’re too much of a coward to even address what I have just said!”
“Twilight, I have done what I believe right. I always have,” Celestia said sternly. “But I am not perfect, or all powerful or some kind of goddess like others have made me out to be in the past. I’m just a pony. But let it never be said that I don’t care, for you or any of my subjects. I love you, Twilight. I love you like any mother loves her daughter, just as Chrysalis and Twilight Velvet have done. You’re lucky to have so many that care for you.”
For a moment, Twilight seemed to relent. Her own eyes widening at Celestia’s words.
But anger is not so easily extinguished.
“Get out,” Twilight muttered.
“Twilight I-”
“GET OUT!” Twilight shouted, wings spread, horn sizzling and fangs glaring.
Celestia flinched backwards, before hastily retreating from the tent as requested.
Twilight flung herself onto the bed and cast sound proofing spells around herself as she began to sob hysterically into the sheets.
Celestia stepped outside into the fresh air, trying to get her trembling under control. Never had she heard Twilight talk to her as such, but she understood. Twilight was heartbroken, and all that pent up emotion needed an outlet.
Celestia was just unfortunate enough to be that said outlet.
And what Twilight accused her of, Celestia herself had long held guilt over. As she had stated to the raging changeling, at the end of the day she was just a pony like any other.
It was time for her most important duty, and as Celestia lit her horn the sun descended into the horizon, while elsewhere in the camp Luna raised the moon.
Night had fallen.
Oh my... we got some tension in here!
Diiiisssscorrddd Get your fuzzy butt out here now and fix what broke. Twiling needs you also Bring the others they are needed
Poor Twilight. Poor, poor Twilight.
Trust me Twilight, I've been through something similar. I hope that she calms down soon. Hatred can be like acid to souls. I've seen some people who are like that.
Well done. Great chapter.
Damn... it's not easy losing a family member, believe me I know...
Poor Twi, I can only imagine what that'd be like.
Her jab at Celestia does bring up the old complaint of how Celestia kept throwing a bunch of young girls at world-wide disasters, it's a bit unfair throwing sunbutt under the bus like that because she was only doing what she was destined to do as the messenger. Without using such a 'forge' to temper those girls, and Twilight in particular, she would have never ascended. That's not really applicable in this universe considering Twilight was never a pony to begin with and would never ascend to become an alicorn, although, if she had, that would certainly be an awkward situation for Celestia. Meta-aware beings would have seen this but they only exist in the comment section-- and maybe Pinkie Pie.
So, without her Dragon tank, is Crudelis really going to try an all out battle to wipe Twilight and Draco out in one swoop? Somehow I kinda doubt she'll play fair. She's already tried assassins in the past, why not again? Twilight needs to account for this and prepare. She's OCD about that after all and it would do Twilight good to see Crudelis' carefully laid plans fall apart around her.
Oh, what I wouldn't give to show Celestia how she actually reacted.
7479562 very true. I could understand NMM and Discord but some training would have been useful. Then the whole dragon thing. Celestia has issues.
*snugs his Chryssie plushie even tighter*
Once they get Crudelis, she will suffer what no living being ever suffered.
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Yes that WOULD be a problem, if changelings couldn't shapeshift. Your argument is invalid.
Twilight isn't even attacking the point made. This seems to be a strawman argument.
Then again she is just lashing out and not seeking comfort.
7480066 She is making a point. She is pointing out that Celestia has no idea what she was talking about, because she has always sent others to their deaths with a smile. Meanwhile Twilight was always on the frontlines. She even points out that Celestia is so detached from emotions and ponies, she didn't even notice her niece was replaced by someone who didn't act like her at all.
Crudelis will burn.
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Celestia doesn't know about anger and how it can change a person for the worse? And we do not know if Celestia has always sent others to their deaths. She is over a millennia old and this story does not go into the princesses' past.
Twilight ignored the original point and threw up those of her own. If Celestia was talking about sending others into danger as being wrong, then Twilight's points would have had merit on the previous point Celestia made.
you know twi still knows that time spell she coud go back and warn her self of the trap
I'm still waiting for Twilight to beat the crap out of Crudelis.
7479576 Ditto.
WHEN THE HELL WILL TWILIGHT AND DRACO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF CRUDELIS!?!?!?!!!!!
7480228 Unless it ends up as it did before, with her beginning to tell, then getting thrown back to her time. Plus, there's the whole thing with paradoxes, which could, possibly, unravel the time-stream, making things worse than before. Or it could just create an alternate universe, thus not changing her situation. Either way, I doubt she could get her mother back. So, we just need to hope she doesn't try necromancy, as that never ends well.
7480149 In truth Twilight holds no ill will towards Celestia, she was just lashing out because of her emotional distress.
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WEDNESDAY, WEDNESDAY, WEDNESDAY!!!!!
THE ANCIENT QUEEN CRUDELIS TAKES ON THE NEW COMER QUEEN TWILIGHT SPARKLE AND HER ALLY QUEEN DRACO.
BE THERE AND WITNESS THE GREATEST BATTLE OF THE CENTURY AS THESE TITANS DUKE IT OUT FOR THE FUTURE OF THE CHANGELING RACE.
Now here's Todd with the weather...
7480606 Now that was some interesting news, now then! The weather for today is rain, crudelis blood rain!
7480624 Thanks Todd.
Now it's obviously going to be an interesting week. Further details about the confrontation will be available at your local fimfiction.net whenever suits the author.
Until then, I'm John Hancock,
You stay classy fimfiction.
Well, that was dumb of Celestia. As old and wise as she is, you would think she would have known to give Twilight some space for a while. Way to rub salt in the wound, Tia.
Excuse me, but Eris is a 'she'.
Damn, Twily is really pissed off.
Seeing how she treats Celestia of all ponies, makes me imagine the sheer carnage that she'll commit on Crudelis.
sigh... if twilight continues to go through the path she is taking... she'll end up like anakin skywalker
(discord, where in the name of everything that exists are you?!)
Let the bloodbath begin!
7482467 sitting in a couch eating popcorn perhaps?
Good job, Twily! I mean it. Now, if you could hate Celestia forever, I would be happy.
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Yeah compare the distraught to the very cause of it, especially while its fresh. celestia its called tact. What needed right there was a friend not an anger management lesson.
Why do I feel like Twilight will spare Crudelis instead of skinning and drowning and burning her like we all want her to?
If this is all sunshine and rainbows, I don't want to be around when the shitstorm arrives.
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7582669 oh sweet lord it's Mt. Moon all over again.
If I was twilight I would hunt crudelis down, trap her in my own embrace and turn myself into a nuke killing myself crudelis and all of her changelings
But my second option would be breake every bone in her body rip off all of her limbs rip out her mane, wings, and tail then her horn and ears. Gouge out her eyes but only so she can watch me slice open her stomach pull out all of her internal organs except her heart and lungs burn them and crush her skull in the most brutal, maniacal and murderous way possible.
Then snap my own neck because no one would ever trust me again combined with the fact that wouldn't be able to go on living with my mother dead and my thirst for vengeance satisfied
Yeah, she's going to need to be in a better state of mind...
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Well damn you don't need to be that violent calm your ass
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my, how edgy
It's the end of the world. Film at 11.
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Just realized I’m late.
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*Stumbles in after* I'm here! I'm here!
When they defeat her it will be... Parties and Rainbows. Wait where did that come from. Oh I know *points at Pinkie* Parties *points at Rainbow* and Rainbows
This is so sad ;-; It's even worse when you consider their life span. They should have had hundreds of years together.
Hmmm, funny you should say that....
Not even close, I'm hoping your joking.
Oh that's right! I almost forgot about him, I don't think that evil Changeling Queen has even planned for Discord, if she were to attack Equestria or even harm Fluttershy, she would be as sure as dead in just a matter of seconds.
Also I really hope Celestia doesn't take anything that Twilight has said to heart, Twilight is currently mourning the loss of her mother and she feels a lot of anger, Twilight is currently letting her anger get the best of her so obviously she is gonna say some stupid things, but everything will work out and Twilight will eventually regret everything she has said and probably apologize to Celestia a billion times.