• Published 11th Aug 2021
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A Little Hope - DougtheLoremaster



Flurry Heart has taken the throne. The Princess of Hope has risen and now faces her first major task; redeeming Chrysalis, Cozy Glow, and Tirek. Something no Alicorn before her has accomplished in all their legendary feats.

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Chapter 2- Chrysalis: You know nothing of my pain!

“Urghh!”

As my carapace slams to the ground, a strange, strangled gurgle escapes my throat. The ground is a cold, stone floor. This is not where I was. Where was the grassy field I was in just moments ag-oh. Right. That. That cursed concrete, as it slowly creeps over my muzzle. I shiver as that memory fills my mind. Which leads me to wonder. Where am I?

We, Changelings, are masters of adaptation. As long as I can figure out where I am, I can survive. I can...I can’t move my head. No, not just my head, my body is heavy, my limbs won’t respond. What is this? Is it magic? Am I being restrained?

No. I cannot sense any magical presence on my body. Ugh, this pain. My body is so weak. Why am I so hungry? No, not hungry. I’m starving! Desperately I try to cry out, to look for food, to do something, anything. But my body won’t respond. I can scarcely keep my eyes open. Wait. Is that Cadance? The darkness is closing in. My thoughts are erratic. This wretched headache... So hungry. What is she doing here? Why am I so hungry? Why is she shouting...why is she running towards…

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Ugh...Where am I now? I can’t move. Am I finally in Tartarus where I belong? What is this cold sensation in my limbs? Huh? A tube? What is this? My eyes scan the room and fall upon a strange sight. That is not Cadance. It is too small, yet very clearly resembles her. A daughter perhaps? Is this the vengeance I’ve sought? Wait, it is talking to me.

“So...You claim this to be an infirmary. That you saved my life using your mother’s magic?... My horn, my magic. It isn’t working. What have you done to me?... Tell me!... I see; an anti-magical ring. So my failure in life is complete...A villain? You wretched whelp, you know nothing of me! “

My head hurts so badly, why must I bear the agony of such an existence? Talking to this little Alicorn, this thing that knows nothing of the pain I’ve been through. So, you say you want to know more about me, do you? Fine. I can’t do anything else it seems. I’ll play along, for now.

“No, I am no villain, child. I reached out time and again to your mother, the only one, whose magic could feed my starving brood. And yet, my pleas were met with deafening rejections. Meanwhile, my horde sought to eat. We grew ravenous, and so I deemed it necessary to take what was mine, what was ours. I had never wished to invade your wretched empire, but I was left with no choice.”

What do you mean Twilight said she tried to help? This child knows nothing of me, just what her ilk has fed her. Tried to help me, that’s a laugh.

“Twilight’s your aunt, is she? Well, your aunt never once reached a hoof out to me. That’s right, filly. Twilight Sparkle the great and benevolent Princess of Friendship, never once offered me such an option...Redeemed the Changelings? From what?... From themselves, how whimsical of them. I bet you think that the Changelings are in her debt now? A debt that never should have been. A Debt that your Alicorn brethren created!”

But it’s not entirely their fault, is it? No. As Queen, I was charged with protecting my brood; my children. And I failed. I couldn’t even feed them when they needed it most. I grew cold, hateful of outsiders, and my children paid the price. Perhaps it really is for the best, that they found a new way. Still…

“You should’ve let me die. A Queen who cannot protect her subjects is worthless. And I grow weary of this conversation. I will say nothing more. Get lost or when I get better I swear I'll strangle you.”

Hmph. You say you hope I recover even sooner now? I smell no hesitation in your words. What a weird pony you are, to care for a Changeling Queen with no fear. Perhaps you are different. Maybe I’ll talk to you tomorrow, whatever. I need some rest, I must be rid of this wretched headache!