Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings, made a huge attempt to invade Canterlot during the royal wedding of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor with her Changeling army and soon take over all of Equestria by feasting upon the love from ponies and other creatures. But thanks to the true power of love from the soon to be married couple, her plan was foiled and was forced to retreat back to their nest establishment where they had to rest and regroup. Ever since then, Chrysalis' body became filled with rage of vengeance and her mind filled with dark, evil intentions. She soon gathered her whole army of Changeling warriors to discuss things further.
"Attention, my Changeling warriors! Our efforts in Canterlot a few days ago were unfortunately cut short thanks to that insufferable Princess Cadence and her so called royal guard of a husband. Now we're stuck in deciding what our next step to feasting upon other's love is! For days; no, months, we had no love to feast upon except our very own. If things carry on this way, our powers will become weaker and weaker until we have nothing left and we risk in becoming extinct!"
She felt a deep and regretful feeling in the bowels of her body when she made the following suggestion, "Even though it pains me to resort to this, do any of you have any open suggestions that could change the tides of this dreadful hour that we lay upon?"
One of the soldiers suddenly spoke up, "Well, we could just... invade that Ponyville place, it’s near Canterlot and a much easier place to feed."
The Queen just shook her head and sighed, "Even though that seems like a good idea #186, it's not. That town is too minuscule and not good enough in my tastes. Sure, we could get a good meal out of it, but it will serve next to nothing thanks to our failure in Canterlot. Besides, I heard that those 6 pony brats who wield the elements of harmony live there; we would be easily found out and crushed before our deed was done. Escape would be futile."
"That's a... pretty stupid excuse," said a random voice within the crowd. Different Changelings gasped as Chrysalis turned into the direction of the voice with angered eyes.
"What?! Who said that?! Which one of you worms claims my excuse to be stupid?!"
A group of the soldiers quickly dispersed in panic in a circle formation leaving a lone female Changeling standing in the center. The young creature looked up at the Queen with a mix of pure confidence and slight fear.
"Solider 457," said Chrysalis with a calm yet angered face, "do you have something on your mind?"
"Well... a-any source of food is better than none, right? But you know, maybe there is a better way to go at this."
Chrysalis arched an eyebrow at this minion of hers, "Oh... do tell."
"Oh, I know; maybe we can eat like the ponies. Yeah, learn to eat what they love to eat; if we can do that, then things can be a lot easier for us!"
Many more Changeling soldiers got wide-eyed then dispersed out more as their queen landed in front of the young female solider and started to circle around her in a calm-like fashion. #457's body started to tense up.
"#457, tell me, who are we?"
"Umm... Changelings, Mistress," she said in a slight sarcastic tone.
"And what do us as Changelings do?"
"'Sigh.' We feed off the love of others and spread fear throughout Equestria."
"Good. So tell me, do you really think that creatures such as us can just feed like normal creatures... LIKE THOSE GOD-FORSAKEN PONIES!!!?"
The whole room suddenly became silent due to the sudden rage-driven shout exhorted by their queen. #457 took a deep breath and spoke again, "Well, to tell you the truth... during our invasion in Canterlot I thought about something. We have been feeding for generations by tricking others and making them believe in their love fantasies; then we use their fantasies to drain them of their energy making them weak and defenseless. But maybe there is a way we can feed off other's love without force."
Chrysalis made a little scowl at the female solider and asked, "What foolishness are you going on about?"
"We can have others love us; as we are!"
Many of the different Changelings all gasped in shock while Chrysalis suddenly became appalled with a face of disgust, "What; How can you even say that, and in front of your queen nonetheless?!"
#457 looked a bit annoyed by her queen's reaction to her thought, "Well, doing it your way hasn't worked too effectively lately now has it? You said it yourself that if we go on like this we could risk of becoming extinct. If we can try it my way, then maybe..."
"Your way!? YOUR WAY!!!?"
The solders made sure to stay out of their queen's path as she laughs hysterically. She could not believe of her minions completely serious of such an idea.
"If I remember correctly, I am the queen here! Look at us, no one would ever accept us for who we are or how we look; which is why we do what we have to do! If we’re not loved, then we’ll take the love from them so we can continue to become stronger"
"But how do you even know that if you don't even try," said the solider, "Can't you at least give it a chance!"
"Enough, #457! Your idea is nothing but a useless vision that can never be obtained! It's completely foolish to even think of such a thing! Now get back in line so we can hear other ideas that aren't so... preposterous." She gave a little snicker as she walked away from the female Changeling.
#457's anger started to rise over the insults she was given, plus the pain she has gone through and she just lost her cool. She stormed at her queen as her back was turned. However, Chrysalis turned around upon hearing her coming; but before she realized, #457 came up to her face... and slapped her! The sound of the impact echoed throughout the cave, and everyone stood in pure shock and fear about what was going to happen.
"Oh yeah; well, I think that you think that it's stupid because... you never fell in love ever since your mom and dad passed on, haven't you!?"
Chrysalis eyes went from shock to pure angst and hatred; she buzzed her wings in anger as she leered at the young changeling.
"That is it, isn't,” she said in a mocking tone, “Ha! After all, they meant everything to you and you always wanted them to be with you! But after they died, you lost the will to believe in true love; what you have us do now is not for true love, just for a need of want! No wonder others would never love you; as far as I'm concerned, I'd say it was all your fault of everything that has happened!"
Chrysalis became overly furious about one of her minions insulting her in such a manner.
"How dare you! How dare you raise your voice to your queen and bring up the death of her parents in such a manner, you insolent little brat!
Her soldiers knew what was coming next as they coward in fear seeing their queens horn glowing an eerie green and her wings continued to buzz ever so loudly from her rage towards the female changeling. #457 stepped back and trembled a little knowing what was going to come; almost regretting her recent words to Chrysalis.
"I'll show you true love; true tough love!"
With one swift motion, a massive aura beam shot out of the queen's horn and blasted #457 across the room. She ended up slamming into a stone wall with great force; fracturing both of her wings in the process. She got up and groaned while shaking the pain off and glaring at her queen. Chrysalis stood back up while staring at her with wrath-filled eyes and spoke out.
“Is that enough love for you!? You're lucky I didn't fracture your entire body, insolent bug!"
She used her magic to float #457 back in front of her and slammed her onto the ground. She continued rant at her relentlessly.
"You have deliberately insulted your queen and all your brothers and sisters here; as well as mocking our very way of life! You want to try it your way, fine. From this moment forth, you are hereby banished from us; banished from this establishment and you’re not set foot around here ever again! Let’s see if your way can save you now!”
#457 stood with her mouth agape and buzzed her wings with anger; but then winced a little from the pain, “What, you can’t be serious?!”
“Oh, I couldn’t be any more serious than I am already, darling.”
She looked around at all the others wondering what any of them would say.
“Come on you guys! Is anyone going to stand up for me?!”
All the others Changelings had mixed reactions; some were kind of looking away trying not to make eye contact, some were going to say something but couldn’t get it out, and some were right with their queen; staring and glaring at the female Changeling looking smug and not caring at all. She couldn’t believe no one would say anything.
Chrysalis just chuckled lightly, “I’m afraid you’re all alone. Now leave my sight at once; and if you so chose as to set foot around here again, I will have you executed, immediately!”
“Well… well fine,” #457 said with tears in her eyes, “see if I care! But just you wait; I will find someone who will love me for who I am and not because of some tricky illusion;” she ran out to the entrance of their cave home and then faced them again, “and then we’ll see who has the foolish idea!”
After that, she ran out of the entrance opening and out into the nearby dark forest while still crying. Chrysalis flew back up on the tall stone platform that served as her throne and stood before her subjects looking down at them, “Well my minions, I do hope you have all learned from this; no one can truly love a changeling. What we do is our way of life, and no such foolish thought can change anything! And anyone who ever insults me will be dealt with severely... or worse.”
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The now lone changeling was stampeding through the dark forest not knowing where she was going. She was lamenting and muttering to herself of what just happened by at the nest.
“Stupid Chrysalis! Stupid clan! Well… I’ll show them; I’ll show them that my idea might actually work! I can do it! I will do it!”
She continued to go onward, but she was traveling for at least an hour now and she could already feel her strength sapping from her body; but she didn't let that bother her yet. Her travel was soon cut short when she heard a nearby low growl.
“Huh, who’s there?”
A dark, menacing creature with a body made of branches with glowing green eyes crawling out on four legs with claws as sharp as daggers were out was edging towards her in an attempt to have a late-morning snack.
“It’s… a Timber wolf! Oh, that’s just great.”
Normally a changeling could take on a Timber Wolf, but it could sense that she was weak and almost defenseless. It crept closer and closer with no sign of leaving her alone. She was already as pissed off as it is, and this situation didn’t help any.
“Alright you, I don’t have time to mess with you; so… BACK OFF!!!”
She stood her ground; and despite her power being a bit weak she used her shape-shifting ability to transform into a creature that Timber Wolves mostly fear… an Ursa Minor. She let out a huge roar that literally shook the entire earth around them and made the Wolf freeze in place with its tail tucked in between its legs. It started to whimper and then turned around and ran off. No-pony else realized this because her location in the Everfree forest was little ways off from civilization.
She changed back and had a mischievous grin on her face while shouting out, “Yeah, that’s right! You better run! There is no way I’m going to let something like you mess up my chance in proving my fact that we can be appreciated without tricks; but by being the way we are!”
But she soon realized that her current actions on the Timber Wolf caused her to become weaker than she already was. She began to have second thoughts of what she was trying to prove before. A single tear trickled down her cheek.
“Oh, who am I kidding? Maybe… Chrysalis was right; no one is going to love me for who I am; especially not after the invasion in Canterlot. And in the state I'm in, I might not even... m-make it. Ugh, I’m so stupid!”
She just sighed and got back up on her feet, “Oh well, it’s too late to turn back now; I’m… on my own.”
She continued to travel through the dark forest for about an hour or so while hanging her head down the entire time; feeling weaker and weaker with each step. With her banishment from her home and nowhere else to go, where was she going to go now? She suddenly released a violent coughing fit before collapsing on the ground. "Could this be it," she thought to herself, "Am i... going to d-d-die..."
Suddenly, she caught a whiff of something that she wouldn't believe. Whatever it was, it caused her to rise up to her feet as she ran towards the source in which she could smell. She finally got into a clearing and saw a nearby town in the distance. It was rather a small town from her view and she could see some fillies and colts playing ball nearby it. She started to think to herself, “Could this be… Ponyville?”
It was; and it seemed like a lovely place to be. She could tell because of the surrounding sweet aura of love and friendship among its citizens; and it was slowly starting to fill up her strength. She decided that maybe she could hang around here for a few days re-fuel her strength; however, she couldn’t just waltz in there as she was; every-pony would freak out. Also, she couldn’t just disguise herself as someone who lived there already; the citizens would become suspicious. #457 soon decided that it was time to try and cast a transform spell that she learned to change herself into a non-existing pony; but it wasn’t going to be easy for her. It was going to be hard enough for her to pull it off; and the state she was in could hinder too. She hid in some thick bushes, and then closed her eyes as she concentrated on her transforming energies within her, then chanted these words,
“With everything in my power with pure, positive bliss, change me into a pony that doesn’t exist!”
When the spell ended, she was still herself, but she was now a pony; a light-pink unicorn with a mane made of dangling fire-red dreadlocks flowing from her head to her wavy tail. However, the transformation made her eyes stay the same emerald green color; she was sure that no one would realize that anyway. Aside from that, for her first time fully using that spell, it was a huge success!
“Well, I guess this will do,” she said while admiring her work, “I just hope I won’t draw too much attention to myself by any-pony.”
She stayed on her guard and braced herself as she started to head towards the town. She didn’t know what was going to happen next, but she had nothing left to lose except finding her idea to be truthful. On her way there, her heart suddenly went all a-flutter while thinking a certain thought on her mind.
“Gee, I wonder if… he lives here.”
(Edit changes inspired by a completely edited version by MuffinsRule)
I...i thought that a chancelin had no gend- know what? Screw that, shall read.
Pretty good. Could use some work, maybe more showing versus telling, but who am I kidding, I make that mistake myself. I like it.
Good start! I shall be watching this.
No major grammar or spelling errors from what I could see.
Keep it up!
4/5 Big Mac's
i'm liking this so far. can't wait to read more.
857126 GENIUS!!!
And the story?
can not wait for more
Alright!!! Loving my positive comments and number of likes thus far.
More Changeling romance! And a way to pair up Spike! Me gusta
Please do more.
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This is my first romance fic, so based on my # of followers already, here's hoping that I can keep it good.
Actually, scratch that, I will keep it good!
Ima tack and see what happens
Hmm, so far I think that it is a bit overrated by the above commenters. We all love our changelings, this is true. I highly recommend, however, that you acquire a prereader if you have not already done so. I found the paragraph breaks to be inadequate in separating the text, making it difficult to read. I also think that the general tone of the narration is too non-descriptive and plain. Certain clauses in said narration are redundant in places, as well.
Here's an example: "Chrysalis became overly furious about one of her minions insulting her in such a manner."
Everything after "furious" is redundant; it is not necessary that the reader be informed of this, because they have just witnessed the aforementioned minion dissing the crap out of the Queen for themselves and do not need to be told that after the fact. There is, however, a way to work with this (I will get to that later).
Now let's look at the "meat" of the sentence: "Chrysalis became overly furious." Now this is where the lack of description shows, and it tells me that you may have added the redundant clause as a way of padding it out (I mean no offense by this; everypony who writes is guilty of padding sentences, myself included). What I, as the reader, would like to know is this: What does an overly furious changeling queen look like? How did 487's peers react in the immediate aftermath of her outburst?
A cardinal rule of creative writing is "show, don't tell." You have told us that Chrysalis became overly furious, but we may have trouble visualizing this. I want to know what the Queen did that allows you to say she was furious before she even turned around. Something like body language or mannerisms. Now this might be headcanon on my part, but as bombastic and irritable as Queen Chrysalis is, I think that an evil attention-seeker like her would be a mix of stunned and enraged, which could make her initial reaction very quiet, but just as dramatic and fear-inducing.
Here is an example of what I am looking for:
The dark queen's eyes widened, then narrowed as she cast a glare of steel back at the upstart warrior, who remained defiant despite her growing feeling of dread. "What did you say to me?" she murmured, barely audible even to those closest to her.
"I...I..." stammered 487, the full realization of what she had just done finally penetrating through the haze of anger that had clouded her judgment.
"How dare you," Chrysalis rasped, "How dare you!" The Changeling Queen whirled around and drew herself to full height. Her gnarled scythe of a horn glowed with a sickly green aura as she hoisted the soldier into the air with crushing force, causing 487 to gasp for breath. "You insolent little brat! You would raise your voice to your queen? You have forgotten your place, 487, and you shall pay for your irreverence!"
See? We now have a much better idea of what overly furious looks like, and one sentence has been drawn out to over a paragraph. This can be applied to the rest of the story as well. Just look for fat to trim away, then focus on improving the vital plot points that remain. I like the concept of this story, and that cover image was adorable. You have my support in writing this.
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I believe you mean #457
But I agree with what is being said. There are also some things that I don't quite agree with as far as logistics go, and I'm pretty sure timberwolves eyes were yellow, not green. One thing I would change instantly is instead of calling her "young changeling" all the time, just use "number 457" if it is technically her name.
With that said, I'm interested in seeing where this goes.
can't wait for more
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You definitely do care about my writing. However I thought how I did it sounded emotional enough, but after what you said maybe I should take another look at my first chapter.
But nonetheless, this is one story I'm going to work really hard on to make sure it really good; especially after seeing all the faves.
860502 Excellent! This story has potential, and it pleases me to see effort.
Just as an aside, I find it hard to believe that a changeling--even a powerful one--would be able to mimic an Ursa Major. Even if she could, it would cause quite a stir in Ponyville, if not most of Equestria. Assuming a changeling can mimic other species besides ponies, a manticore would be more realistic. Personally, I would go with a zombie pony. =
nice story, cant wait for more, 7/10
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Good point; but in the story she was still a little far away from Ponyville, so no one noticed. But again, you make a good point.
Did anyone here happen to check out my first story on my page?
Just wondering since this one being shown so much love; and I haven't even set up the second chapter yet.
But hey, I not complaining.
Yay another story to add to my list
Great job till now I give it a 8.75/10 very good for a first but could use some improvements,I eagerly await the next chapter,
Signed:scarlet rider
God I hate auto-correct makes me do mistakes...
Another changeling romance fiction, for me these are hard to find but,
I LOVE THEM! I REALLY, REALLY LOVE THEM!! I really do enjoy these kinds of romance fan fictions a lot.
Now it is time to read this...:
God I am such a Romance Junkie when it comes to story's like this I wonder if that's a problem for a guy who is only 19 years old I wonder
Oh look, a story about changelings, and spike?
This should be good.
WALL, WALL OF TEXT.
ABORT, ABORT.
She suddenly released a violent coughing fit before collapsing on the ground. "Could this be it," she thought to herself, "Am ... going to d-d-die..."
That 'i' needs capitalization.
Another thing that has me wondering, is how can something the size of a pony, turn into an Ursa Major?
Me Gusta
I like it. Favoriting.
Also:
She just sighed and got back up on her feet, “Oh well, it’s too late to turn back now; I’m… on my own.”
You said "feet" instead of "hooves". I don't know if this was intended, but it doesn't look like it.
Okay, so I downloaded this chapter to read and I've just finished reading. Next thing I know I'm hacking some poor sod's internet to comment on it, 'cause it deserves comments.
First of all, you did a great job coming up with a good idea and presenting it well. I'm liking your idea and you seem to be a capable writer. However, I can see where you're inexperienced. There were a couple points in the story where I can see potential for improvement. Blitz the Dragon's comment explained lot of what can stand to be improved on and how. I'd just like to touch on a couple more specific points that can use some work:
'One of the soldiers suddenly spoke up, "Well, we could just... invade that Ponyville place, it’s near Canterlot and a much easier place to feed."
The Queen just shook her head and sighed, "Even though that seems like a good idea #457, it's not..."'
'"That's a... pretty stupid excuse," said a random voice within the crowd. Different Changelings gasped as Chrysalis turned into the direction of the voice with angered eyes.
"What?! Who said that?! Which one of you worms claims my excuse to be stupid?!"
A group of the soldiers quickly dispersed in panic in a circle formation leaving a lone female Changeling standing in the center. The young creature looked up at the Queen with a mix of pure confidence and slight fear.
"Solider 457," said Chrysalis with a calm yet angered face, "do you have something on your mind?"'
According to this, the same changeling speaks in both exchanges. Part of the effective use of imagery is making sure that the reader is getting the appropriate sensory information from the right sources. In this case, we have an offscreen, anonymous character conversing with a known, onscreen character. As such, when you had 457 speak up again, you should have indicated that it was the same voice speaking. Also, because you had Chrysalis say 457's name(or number in this case), it would have worked to simply indicate that it was 457 speaking the second time.
i.e.
'"That's a... pretty stupid excuse," the voice from before piped up.' - Indicating same speaker
'"That's a... pretty stupid excuse," 457 prodded sardonically. - Indicating by name
And there's one more thing I'd like to point out.
'On her way there, her heart suddenly went all a-flutter while thinking a certain thought on her mind.
“Gee, I wonder if… he lives here.”'
This seems a little quick and forced to me. 457 was just banished from her hive and made it to Ponyville by the skin of her teeth. Even considering that she came to Ponyville looking for love, it doesn't seem like Spike would be the first thing to cross her mind upon arriving. That doesn't make it impossible though, it's just that more insight into 457's thoughts leading up to that point could be used. Here's the first idea that came to my mind for this part:
'As 457 made her way into town she considered her Queens words earlier, and how she had spoken of the bearers of The Elements of Harmony residing in Ponyville. She recalled the bearers from the battle outside the chamber containing the Elements themselves. She also recalled observing Him being very friendly with them, even riding on the back of the purple one from time to time. If the bearers did indeed reside in this town then maybe...
"Gee, I wonder if… he lives here.”'
Not sure if this is anything like what you have envisioned for this character as I haven't read any other chapters yet, but this gives us a better understanding of what her point of view was like during the invasion and also provides a better transition into her wondering if Spike is in Ponyville.
There's only one more tiny thing I want to point out, when including numbers (i.e. 3 of these, 6 of that, yada yada) be sure to actually write out your numbers (i.e. three, six, nine, twelve, etc.). It's just generally good practice, but it's not necessary one hundred percent of the time. Rule of thumb: If it's less than four digits, write it out.
Other than that, watch your capitalization and you have a winner on your hands! I'll do more stuff like actually hitting the "like" and "track" buttons when I get back to using my internet and not leeching off somebody's unsecured internet connection.
5 out of 5 cunts for dis ere start of dis 'ere story!
Which goes to show that good always wins...because evil is dumb
...ursa majors are absolutely enormous. There is no way an ordinary changeling (or any changeling for that matter, but ESPECIALLY not a rank-and-file) could turn into one.
I'm just going to pretend that didn't happen.
Well at least it...wait, she needed MAGIC WORDS to change her shape? That isn't remotely in line with ANY other application of magic that's shown up in the-- can't change her eye color? That is empirically untrue! All the changelings that took on a different form were capable of changing their eye colors! You...what...
This...isn't...doesn't...even. THIS ISN'T DOESN'T EVEN.
General zoey picture? Please?
the ursa was a little excessive
So was chrysalis that changelings sister?
Put more spaces in-between some of the paragraphs. It's easier on the eyes
Preface: I'm not saying this to be a dick, or trash you, I really wanted to like your story, but felt that some constructive criticism could greatly improve its quality.
The characterization of Chrysalis, and subsequently the organization of the changelings, made it difficult for me to get through the introductory chapter. I know that the story is not about Chrysalis directly so I persevered, but the notion of beginning the story with the events as they unfolded set the expectation that they were important enough to at least partially define the adventure(?) that was being taken under by this changeling.
It felt so jarring from what I understand of her having read the IDW comic and this assessment of her behavior in A Canterlot Wedding. After all the first issue of the comics featured her return to Equestria by an invasion of Ponyville. Citing one cannon source while ignoring and outright contradicting the other started the entire story with a discontinuous "elsewhere" vibe that didn't feel like it understood that it was an elsewhere story, and created no expectation for the reader in that regard.
All that said, I chose not to downvote the story because I recognize that there is a lot of it remaining that could change my opinion.
Though the way that #457 did not create her own identity (at least a hint or a shadow of one) lead me to believe that it could be, that had I not read the story's description, the story was going to be about Chrysalis. I feel this is poor conveyance, as the chapter neither set up or executed on a reveal, that the story was not about Chrysalis but instead the soldier. The story doesn't establish whom it will be following until after a thousand words in when the scene changes to follow her.
By having Chrysalis established on behalf of #457 that the soldier lost her friends/family created the context that it was the misfortunes of war, rather than a personal tragedy. That could have been a great opportunity for #457 to in some way differentiate herself from her designation, at least internally, if not externally. Without this internalization of an identity separate from her number, it fostered the expectation that the character was as disposable as she was being treated, and by the end of the introduction there was still no such differentiation. Thereby creating no reason for a reader to become invested. I'm not going to say that readers didn't get invested (because that's clearly a lie) but the elements designed to create that investment felt absent.
The powers described in the Ursa Minor transformation, are not befitting the setup or explanation of the Ursa Minor transformation. Also, Ursa Minor transformation. It literally broke my brain to see a solid mass character transform into an ephemeral energy being, and an earthquake no one noticed, especially after (again IDW Canon) indicated (in the CMC short story arc) that this is not how the mechanics of transformation work. Which returns us to the elsewhere vibe, and again to the lack of proper expectations set by the introduction. The general rules for transformation have remained fairly consistent across all mediums, forms, and iterations of the idea. Similar size, shape, and consistency.
Entire story is undermined by the statement "Proving my fact that we can be appreciated without tricks" by the fact that it literally followed using those tricks to live long enough to try to find someone to prove it to. However, in the end, these are all minor gripes to the reason that I'll likely not be reading further in the story. The story failed to deliver a consistent tone by which that it would carry the reader from event to event. I can appreciate any type of story as long as it can remain tonally consistent, which I admit is a difficult thing to do.
I'm not saying that a sad fic should be sad all the time, or that a tragedy need be tragic at all times, but if there are large life events they should be treated as such. If they're referenced at a later time (as I imagine this one will be), maintain that same tone with the reference, if the character's perspective on an event changes, give the event a tonal shift in that recollection but voiding it of the original tone entirely uproots any semblance of tonal consistency. If something is important to the development of a character, please take the time to indicate it to the audience, or we just won't know, as that importance doesn't just come from nowhere. By having the character look to similar events in a similar light it allows the reader to do so also.
As an example: The tone of the ostracization of the main character went from devastating to dismissed in a few short paragraphs. While I personally would suggest something to the tone of disheartening, or at least a preoccupation that can be set aside when more pressing matters arise.
That's what you get for dragging someone's dead parents into the discussion. You're lucky Chryssie didn't kill you outright.