Chrystil Mist: Of a Changeling

by Bass Kick

1.5 - Inside the Walls of Peace

Only those of desperate shallowness will feed upon the souls of unaware ponies.

~ Inside the Walls of Peace ~

"I said Open Up!" The voice commanded a second time, just as terrifying as before.

This time, Chrystil's father was only a few feet away from the wooden door that had possible danger on the other side of it.

Chrystil Mist had been upstairs in her room, terrified. Tears started to form in her eyes. This can't be happening... she thought.

Her father slowly unlatched the dead bolt of the door and opened it even slower, causing an audible creek to be heard.

"Hello?" He answered in a voice as calmly as possible, but still shaken from the surprise.

"The Council of this Canterlot has granted us permission to question your presence, sir." A grim looking Royal Guard said, just outside of the open door.

"Us?" The question came to Chrystil's father's mind, and he opened the door wider to reveal three other Royal Guards in view.

"Yes. And we have noticed some slight suspicions about your new arrival in this city."

"Well, I assure you that I am not engaged in any suspicions." He was telling the truth.

"Well then, may we have a look around, sir?" A bigger Royal Guard said, stepping up to the house's door mat.

"May I ask why you want to search my house?" Chrystil's father added, the sweat of the moment building up on his face.

Another of the Royal Guards spoke up, bringing the topic to hand. "We had noticed a strange pony enter your house with you."

Chrystil's father became rather shocked at the guard's remark. "This is absurd! That pony that had come into my house was my daughter, and she has a serious condition!" He was trying as hard as he could to keep the Royal Guards from entering.

"Your daughter, sir?" The grim Royal Guard questioned. "We believe that you had smuggled a Changeling into your house, sir." He said with a smug grin.

Chrystil Mist was listening in on the conversation from her bedroom, liquids of sorrow running down her cheeks.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The leading Royal Guard had now managed to step a hoof into the house. "Every pony that enters Canterlot is evaluated by magic to confirm their identity. This procedure was put into place after the Changelings attacked this city not too long ago."

Chrystil Mist was now bewildered through her silent sobs. Had her father known that Canterlot had previously been attacked by Changelings?

"My daughter is NOT a Changeling, sir!" Chrystil's father rebutted to the grim Royal Guard.

"Then call her into your presence, sir."

"She is asleep."

"This is a time of alert; we cannot take claims from any outsiders!" the bigger guard was now outraged. "Call her to our presence, now!"

"Or we will have you both apprehended and put on trial for treason in a time of crisis," The leading guard added, now inside of Chrystil's house and face to face with her father.

After a long thought, Chrystil's father called his daughter.

"Chrystil! Royal Guards are here to question us!"

Chrystil was in panic. She quickly grabbed and threw on her hooded drape and unlocked her bedroom door, peering downstairs.

After a moment of silent waiting, a pony had come into view and started to descend the stairs.

After noticing her, the bigger Royal Guard grinned. "So this is your daughter?"

"Yes, and she has to wear that because of a serious illness. I told you that."

Chrystil did not say a word as the stallions spoke to each other.

"Evaluate her."

At that moment, a unicorn guard pointed a glowing horn at the mare, and after a brief evaluation, stopped its glow. "This is strange," he said to the leading guard.

"What do you mean?"

"These readings are... unusual."

"How so?" The bigger guard spoke in an awaiting tone.

"I am getting Changeling readings, that is for sure."

That was all the leading guard needed to hear. "Good, now apprehend the intruder!"

The two backing Royal Guards started to circle the Changeling mare as she began to whip her head around in despair. Chrystil's father took a step toward the two guards, ready to defend his daughter at all costs.

"Wait!" The unicorn stopped them. "But my readings are picking up something different." He said, stepping closer to Chrystil. "Please take off your hood, ma'am." the guard used a tone that was much more polite than his companions.

After glancing around the room, Chrystil slowly brought her hood down with her front left hoof. The unicorn examined her hoof as she did so.

The other three Royal Guards examined her in awe.

"What is that?"

"She is a pony I have never seen before." The unicorn said, looking at the black rims surrounding Chrystil's irises. "May I ask why you look like this, ma'am?" The guard kindly asked.

By now the intruding Royal Guards had softened up, and wanted to gain knowledge on the strange pony. Chrystil's father had also calmed down.

Chrystil was in acceptance instead of defensiveness, for this was the first time any pony's actually asked about her appearance.

"I am not a Changeling," she started. "But I do have some Changeling features, some that I'm not so proud of," she finished her claim on a quiet tone.

"And this is your daughter?" The bigger guard had now focused his attention to Chrystil's father.

"Yes, she is partially of a Changeling descent, but also of my Earth pony descent." Her father started to look down at the floor as if there was a secret he was trying to hide.

The leading guard stood proudly in the center of the room, ready to deploy his question. "So her mother is a Changeling, and her mother is your mate?" The stallions had accepted the idea that Chrystil's father was an Earth pony and his daughter was a hybrid.

"Yes, her mother is a Changeling. But you just don't understand," Chrystil's father said in a low tone, seemingly becoming aggravated.

"Why are you speaking towards a Royal Guard in that tone?"

"It's because... you just don't know; I didn't know..."

"Know what? The guard asked inquisitively.

Chrystil didn't know what her father was going to say about her mother she never met, but didn't want to find out.

"So what is going to happen now?" she softly asked the unicorn.

"I don't know," he replied. "What will we do with this mare?" he asked the leader of the pack.

"Our council would approve if we demanded a showing of the mare to her Majesty."

Her Majesty? Chrystil thought. She had always wanted to meet the joint ruler of all of Equestria, but not on this note.

"We will expect your presence at the Royal Castle tomorrow at noon," the leading Royal Guard said to Chrystil and her father before hinting to the other three guards to follow him out of the house.

When the guards left and there were only two ponies left in the living room, Chrystil's father sighed deeply.

Chrystil decided to put what was going to be said about her mother in the back of her mind, focusing on the point at hand.

"So we are going to see Princess Celestia tomorrow?" she asked her father.

After bringing his eyes up from the floor in deep meditation, he simply said, "Yes".

~ Inside the Walls of Peace ~

Okay, guys! That's the second chapter of the story. I intended for this chapter to have more dialog and plot buildup to it, somewhat away from the normal lines of the story.

Chapter Three will be coming, but first, a question for the audience:

Where should the story lead towards from here? I mean, what atmosphere should be brought about? Yes, I've decided to turn this story into sort of a whole fan creation, so I need your input!

And if you like my story so much, then you should follow this guy!

And as always, moustache.

Comments

[Deathpony]

cant wait for the next chapter just keep on writing how you are

[Bass Kick]

Thanks Deathpony !!!

*Gives you a *

[Bass Kick]

Clonetrooperkev

The. Picture. Equals. Perfection.

Oh, and thank you for your input!!!

[Bluenova]

I got a feeling Celestia would give her a chance, after all she is half pony and has yet to do anything wrong; Celestia would however probably bombard her with questions about her background and any abilities she may posses. Though I doubt most of the ponies living in Canterlot would even consider being anything but cruel to her.

Also your character strikes me as self loathing and possibly suicidal, while actually committing suicide would require a tragedy tag, a failed attempt and possibly getting caught would not require a change in tags. Also a failed attempt would probably cause Celestia to cook up some sort of plan to get her to stop hating what she is, and learn to love who she is, possibly by sending her to Ponyville.

[Mother3Forever]

I shall be awaiting more.

ALLONS-Y!!!

[Gabriel LaVedier]

Yes, I agree with the above, that Celestia would be understanding and compassionate to a Ponyling. I think most of her questions would focus on the location of her mother because she is a compassionate, family-oriented being and would prefer to keep a family whole. And I would like to see her integrate into society in a slow and awkward fashion.

I wish I had a photo of myself. I have a grand that I keep waxed.

Looking forward to more.

[Elastas]

Make it about acceptance if anything. It shouldnt have a wicked tone of despair. Sure there will be NEIGHSAYERS, but overall, I believe Celestia and Luna wouldnt be so harsh to judge her because of some distant cousins

[Bass Kick]

Thank you all, my royal citizens, for the input!

And about that idea of Princess Celestia... I hope you guys will like what I will do with her!

Signed, #3

[Mr. D the Pony]

Just saw the update, so happy!! & the age makes sense now, I don't know if the description was changed or I just overlooked (which is extremely likely), but now my age question has been (mostly) quelled.

Now, on to what I think about the chapter, it was too short in my opinion, bit still good nonetheless. I would assume that the princesses would be understanding, maybe a but over cautious at first, but they would most likely accept her and even try to help her to some extent, the Canterlot ponies though, I would assume they would ostracize her, and by extension, her father.

Still like this story!

[reader of the night]

Great chapter, really enjoyed it.