> James: The changeling that changed Equestria > by SylveonAKASteven2Desmond > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Chapter 1: The encounter > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Canterlot wedding, somewhere between 6 a.m and 6 p.m, in James’, a changeling, perspective* I smiled at the chaos that was ensuing in Canterlot. As someone who worships Chrysalis, I loved to see it seemingly roam through the city that Princess Celestia lived. Everything was going wrong for the ponies, and I loved it. Everything was in discord. Ponies running everywhere, changelings tying all of the soldiers with ropes, screams echoing throughout the land, cries from the ponies here and there, properties getting destroyed bit by bit, ponies getting cornered and captured... It was a great scenery! I was about to fly to the castle in case our Queen’s plans failed until I got hit by something. I assume it was magic since there was not a single pony that was close to me. Whatever it was, it’s extremely painful. I yelped in pain as I tried to fly up but to no use. The pain got worse for me as I flapped my changeling wings as fast as I can, but it didn’t work. So I started to free-fall and landed back-first into the ground. I blacked out, presuming that I was dead. My eyes opened as numbness filled my back. I smiled as I first looked at the scenery, my changeling amigos still wrecking things from the outside.Then I realized I was in some sort of small alley. I looked back to see a purple pony with blonde hair bandaging my back, as well as covering me up with some sort of white tape, of which I think is another bandage that I don’t know. I looked at her face, and it was the most beautiful pony I’ve ever seen. Her smile can barely be described by words, and her face showed determination as she patched me up. After she finished bandaging me, from the wings to the back, she finally noticed me. And when our eyes met, I felt something... Love...I felt love... It was something that makes me feel greedy. But I did not feel it from her. I felt it on me... I feel like my body was giving in to her blue eyes. I feel like I’m alive. I know that this is love at first sight, even when I refused to believe it. And I did refuse for a split second. After a few seconds of our eyes meeting, she suddenly slapped me. It was by accident obviously. I’d be scared too if someone that captured my friends suddenly woke up next to me. “Ah...I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” She panicked, “Please don’t hurt me!” She backed up quickly, before hitting her back to the brick wall. I smiled as I got close to her, ready to drain all the love she had. But my mind had other ideas. It kept telling me no. “She saved your life. Why would you do anything to her!?” It told me. “Don’t do it you cruel soul!” I walked closer and closer to her as she tried to swing the remaining bandage at me, hitting me once or twice but not enough to faze me. “Back off you fiend!” She screamed out loud, hoping it would attract more ponies to help her. But it gave more attention to the changelings. I am now a few centimeters away from her now. Her wings covered her eyes, waiting for the worst to happen. My mouth opened, ready to have her ability to love to get sucked out. But I was stunned that my body just stopped and my mouth snapped shut. “I can’t do this!” I thought to myself. I walked up to her, before trying to put my hoof past her wings. I finally touched her chin, of which I suddenly hear whimpers. Her wings slowly shifted down to their position. I could finally see her face. Her eyes were shut, waiting for that moment. Tears streamed down her face as I could feel her body tremble through my hoof. I knew I had to do something to keep her calm. But what? “It’s okay...” I suddenly blurted out. “I’m not going to hurt you. Trust me...” “I don’t believe you!” Her eyes were still closed, waiting for her love to be drained. “Even I can’t believe myself. Don’t worry...” And my body did something that I never thought would have done. It suddenly gave the purple pony an embrace. I decided to follow suit, as I saw her eyes open up and letting me see the blue sparkles that were her pupils. It seemed to glitter at me, like if it’s trying look for weaknesses that I have. I suddenly realized what I had done, as I let go of the embrace, I felt guilty that I had done something against the queen. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be doing that.” I backed up, trying to comprehend what happened. “I hope you could explain what happened there...” The pegasi walked to me, before grabbing my arm and started to run. As much as I hated it, I just let her guide where I’m heading. And it was a big mistake when I saw her running to a wall. “What are you doing!?” I screamed out, scaring that I’m going to hit it with a thud. I yelled out and closed my eyes as soon as I felt like there was contact between me and something. But it was not hard. Instead, it was as soft as a pillow; it sort of hit me for a split second. “We made it to my basement. Hope it’s not that dark...” She said as I opened my eyes. The room was lit by a few candles, as well as a few torches here and there on the wall. In the middle are packed with first aid equipment like band-aids, chlorine, and some medicine bottles. “Are you doing some sort of ritual or something?” I asked, looking around to see what else was there. “No. I’m an apprentice. For medical school, of course,” She showed me her cutie mark. It was a first aid kit with a bottle of medicine in front of it. It was nothing special, in my opinion. “Before we do anything, can I at least know your name, changeling?” She smiled at me, knowing I was not hostile anymore to her. I gulped at the scariness the place seemed. There’s this feeling that I had right then and there. I felt like I was in her control. And...I liked it... “I-I...M-My name...is J-James” I shivered, nervous about not being able to escape. “Well...my name is Indigo. I’m 15 years old. How about you?” The pegasi looked at me, getting me even more scared. It felt like I was in complete control. I swallowed my nerves as I answered her. “I’m 14 years old...” Indigo looked at me, a bit shocked by my response. “You’re 14? You look like you were 20!” “Really?” I smiled, as she nodded with enthusiasm. “Yeah! I thought you were way older than 14!” I looked at her, and a realization hit me. “What’s the matter, James?” Indigo seemed to notice my concern. “There's two question. Firsts of all, how did you make my back feel less sore like that?” I looked back at the bandaging, realizing that it wasn’t as painful anymore. “I rubbed on you some medical herb I created. It’s supposed to be a test, and it should have felt painful, but when I rubbed it on your back, you were just snoring. And apparently, it worked. I started to blush at her. I can’t believe it! Not only have I snored next to a pony, I’m blushing at the very same pony that was next to me. I stayed cool, before asking my second question. “Why did you help me? You know I could have done some bad things to you. Why take the risk?” “It’s because I can’t let any pony nor changeling die because of this. It was the best I can do. Plus, I took the gamble since I believed in you.” I smiled as she looked down, blushing a bit at what she said. Her indigo cheeks turned a shade of pink. “Well then, I believe in you, too.” > Chapter 2: The talk and escape > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- We talked a lot about each other, from how my colony planned the invasion to how Indigo got her cutie mark. Apparently she got it while she patched someone in her class up on a field trip when 6 years ago. The boy had a somewhat deep cut, and she handled the antiseptic and bandaging very well. *6 years ago, edge of the Everfree forest, 3rd POV* “Indie, help!” Yelled an orange little filly with a red mane, trying to find her friend. “I’m here. Are you alright?” A certain purple pegasus rushed to him, a med kit strapped on her side with a rope. “I cut my right hoof!” Bits of tears dropped down the little earth pony as the pain he was feeling was agonizing. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” Indigo grabbed an antiseptic bottle and some cotton. After opening the bottle, she gave it to the filly and held the cotton. “Can you squeeze the bottle a bit, please?” The little earth pony did so with his spare hoof and puts the bottle onto the ground. “This is going to sting a bit, alright?” She looked at his eyes, a bit of desperation appearing on them. “Can I hug you?” He asked sheepishly. Indigo chuckled, before letting the boy do so. He was a bit screamish but Indigo cleaned his wound before he started to scare every creature, putting a bandage onto the cut. “Thanks a lot, Indie! I owe you so much!” “You’re welcome. It’s part of my job” Indigo giggled and soon realized that a flash appeared from her flank, and her cutie mark appeared, a med kit and a medicine bottle on the front “I got my cutie mark!” She screamed, jumping up and down in excitement. *Back to the present in Jame’s point of view* “So that’s how I got my cutie mark. We eventually got back to the crew and that was one of my favorite days of the year!” Indigo looked at me, smiling at the memory. And we talked more about my memory when I planned the attack. *2 weeks ago, Changeling hive, Badlands, 3rd POV* “Madam, we found a large potential love source.” A changeling bowed to Chrysalis. “Great job, Tarsus. We really need the love to get our rule of Equestria back.” “It is going to take a bit of waiting though. The love source is the wedding of Shining Armor and Cadence in the next 2 weeks, your highness…” “It’s still a very great potential love source. I will accept the wait.” Chrysalis nodded, pleased with the new love source. The changeling has been hungry for years. And finally, now’s the chance to be fulfilled. “But who should you replace to drain the love?” Tarsus asked, a bit curious about who to kidnap. “I still am not sure. Who’s the one setting up the Canterlot barrier?” Chrysalis puts her hoof to her chin, waiting for a response. “It’s the prince, madam.” “Well…I’ll fake the Princess then. When I get the love soul of Shining Armor, we will control the barrier, and we will be able to charge in with our full army.” Chrysalis laughed at her genius plan. “So shall we do this?” “We shall. Thank you for your helpfulness, Tarsus. You’re a loyal subject and a hero for the changeling kind.” “Thank you, your highness. I will discuss more plans with other people in the army.” The changeling walked out of the Queen’s room and went ahead to discuss about tactics wise. *Back to present, in Jame's POV*  I fought the urge not to drain her love, or so I thought. But I felt like I have never been hungry, something surprising for a changeling that has been so for years. “How long did it took you to plan and invade this place?” Indigo asked. I tried to remember how long it was. I just giggled, thinking about how much time the whole scheme took. “Around two weeks, funny enough...Ever since the news about The Prince’s marriage spread, we already started to plan it out. We waited for the perfect time to invade, when the Queen drains love from the prince. That’s when we attack” “How come the name’s James, and not...I don’t know...Tarsus and Mandible?” “Well buck! You knew my real name…” I murmured to myself. My real name is Tarsus Changeling, and it sounds a bit weird. The tarsus is the end-joint of the legs of insects. The name means (in changeling form) I’m the person who supports everyone, judging that the end-joint of an insect’s leg means they usually carry the weight of the insects, “I knew your name is not James!” I realized I murmured it too loud, and Indigo heard what I said. “What are you...talking about?” I looked at her, but then I just looked down, blushing in shame. “Don’t lie...I know you’re lying.” Indigo looked at my expression, before gleefully remarking my question. “And it’s clearly obvious. The name came directly from a book made by someone named Lyra, the pony that admitted to have found more creatures in this world named humans on her journey out of Equestria.” “How would you know this?” I accidentally blurted out, and I covered my mouth as I realized what I said. But it was too late. Apparently she went with it, however. “I mean that’s the least changeling-like name ever. It’s not even insect-related. I imagine Changelings like you should have name after their parts or specie that is in the world, for example, say Wasp or Antenna. I mean the closest name would be Anthony in my record because Ant puns you guys probably have thought of before us or how you misspell Antenna.” “I just want to be like you guys, alright? With a good name and stuff...” I sigh, admitting why I chose the name. I only read the book from the pony named Lyra Heartstrings because it was so fascinating, to the point I risked getting caught to read it.  This made her giggle even harder, however. “What?” My black cheeks seemed to change color, as it got hotter. “The name James is not even pony related. There’s nothing related between your name and what you look like or what you do!” I was about to argue as well, but Indigo is a purple pegasus...so it did seem to make the argument that I would make useless. “So should I just call myself Tarsus?” I asked the pony, who just shakes her head. “I’d rather you have the name James. It sounds better in my opinion.” “Well, thanks I guess…Although…” I thought for a moment about what is going on. I wanted to take the opportunity to do the things a changeling does, catching her off guard. But I never felt this full in my life. And I guess I’m just going to lose trust from her if I tried to do that. “I really wanted to say this...” I looked at her blue eyes, “from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much. You made me realized that I don’t have to force myself to drain love from the ponies to be happy. I gave you a chance to live, and you helped me feel happy. I don’t know how much I could thank you.” Indigo hugged me at the response, of which I returned the favor. We stood there, our breath and heart beat seemed to sync with one another as our embrace continued for minutes. Her warmth seems to spread to me, and vice versa. It felt like our hug lasted for hours on end. I broke the embrace as soon as I hear a loud explosion, I looked at the “wall” of the place to see a pink bubble suddenly expanding from the left to the right, and all of the changelings that was hit by the bubble seemed to be flung off somewhere. “Shoot…our plans must’ve failed…” I looked at the place, a bit shocked as I got through the “wall” and tried to break the bubble that was a few feet away from the home Indigo was in. I tried to hit the bubble with all my might, but it didn’t seem to be breaking through at all. I flew back to Indigo’s basement, of which I started to panic. “Indigo help!” I looked at her, my eyes filled with fear as I looked around, scanning a way out. “Don’t worry” She walked to a corner of the room to the right. She looked at some sort of metal object and pressed a few numbers. A door suddenly appeared and it opened, revealing a hallway filled with lighting filled the whole way, of which I estimate to be 100 feet long. “I got your back, James. Now go, before your hive notices you’re gone.” I looked back at her, before nodding. “Can we meet again?” I ask the pegasus. She gave me a pat using her wing, before nodding back at me. “Any time, James.” I looked at her, and chuckled at the response. “How about tomorrow? 7 at night?” I asked, blushing as I thought it was weird to ask out a pony. “Sure, why not?” She looked at me, before giving me one last hug before I go back. Her wings gave me so much warmth as I felt like I’m about to be overloaded. “I felt like the luckiest changeling…” I closed my eyes as I responded, only to open and saw two more pegasi going through the “wall” “I’m runnin’. See ya!” I released the embrace and flew my fastest to the end of the corridor. “What have you done to our Indigo! Come back here you wasp!” One of the pegasus screamed out. It’s definitely a girl. I got to the invisible wall of the other side of the corridor, flew through it and looked back. The two pegasi gave up the chase. I looked back and the semi-sphere was behind me. I sigh in relief as I made my way back to my hive. > Chapter 3: Thorax and his plans for me... > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Badlands, somewhere south of Equestria, around 6 p.m in Jame’s POV* Finally, after quite a long flight, I made it to the hive. It is a big, black and withered tree that seems like nothing fun is happening. Nobody would expect a hive to be living there, making it perfect as our “base of operation" I went in through the “fake entrance” of the hive, and the whole colony was there. It was not that chaotic, but at the same time, it seemed a lot of changelings rushed back to their base as the operation failed. It seemed like all of them just want a good sleep to forget all of the crap I made them go through for nothing or at least something for those who managed to steal the love of some ponies. I hoped not to meet the Queen as I sneaked my way to the room of a friend of mine. It was Thorax, who is considered a Weakling, as we call it, because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, and I was the only one who befriended him. I think people looked at me as a Weakling as well, but they might not say it directly to my face because I am 2nd in command. Lost in my thought, I bumped into someone and almost fell from the impact. To my surprise, and my fear may I add, I looked up to see the Queen right there, her face seemed to be somewhat happy, awkwardly. “Tarsus, I would like to have a word with you” She smiled. She showed me the direction to her room. I gulped as I followed her, knowing her intentions to rip me to pieces. I looked down and away from everyone’s eyes, including Thorax, who was walking back and forth between his and my room to wait for me. He didn’t seem to notice me, but I shook it off, before arriving deep in the base, pretty much at the end of it, at Chrysalis’ office. She opened the door and moved aside as I walked in the room. As soon as she came in and close the door, her face turned from happiness to anger beyond expression. “Did I do something wrong?” I asked her, as I backed myself into a corner. “You’ve given us false information!” She replied, her face turning red, “You told me that the pony side would be defenseless after I got the Prince’s love, not to be defeated by the love that Cadence gave or the two bonding or whatever it’s called!” At this point, I was confused at first. I was surprised how the plans failed. I could’ve told her to steal love from the princess first, and then the prince. Why am I so gosh dang stupid! No matter. I have to deal with the Queen now. I have to find an excuse, however. I decided to give her the truth: a carefully edited truth. “Well...I was injured...I got hit by magic so I was unconscious for a while” “Kind of explains the point of you not being there to watch the world burn...” Chrysalis seemed to calm down a bit. “When I woke up, I saw chaos ensuring like normal. And so I just ran around Pony houses just in case any pony left behind still haven’t gotten their love souls leeched; before I heard an explosion and saw all of the changelings being blown away by some sort of balloon” “That was the love barrier, you dimwit. It blocked us from getting in and knocked us back to the wild.” The Queen looked at me one more time, anger clear in her eyes and tone. “I was inside a house so I wasn’t affected. But I couldn’t get out. It explains why I came back so late. It took me a while to find a loophole in the system to get out...” I looked down as her face drew closer and closer to mine. My face was about an inch away as my sweat started to pour. I was terrified that, like a dog, she would sniff out the truth from me. But instead, she shook her head in frustration. “You, Tarsus, are grounded for a week! We will talk about this later. You’re grounded still until we can figure out another love source to take over in Equestria. Do you understand my conditions?” I gulped, before nodding furiously. “Y-Yeah! I’ll learn my lesson...” “Good...” She looked at me, before showing me the door, “What are you waiting for? Get a move on!” I flew to the door as fast as I can, opened the door, and slammed it shut. It was so tense that I wanted to scream, but I decided to calm down, just to not trigger any more alarms for Chrysalis. I walked back to my room, and opened the door; only to see Thorax being there already, sitting on my bed (not that I’m complaining about it anyway) He seemed to be down as well, looking droopy and stuff. “Thorax, are you alright?” I walked to him, nervously waiting for an answer. He looked at me, before giving me a sigh and a nod. "So what’s the matter? You want to talk?” I looked at him again, a bit more nervous by the second. “I guess so...I don’t know how I want to say this...” Thorax looked at me, his changeling eyes seeming desperate. “So what happened? What made you so sad? Is it because you weren’t able to be brave enough to drain people’s love soul?” “I...I don’t know...actually. Can you...please keep this a secret?” Thorax looked at me, his eyes seemed more dreaded than before. I nodded out of sheer pity. “I will. As a trade-off, I want to tell you a secret, too.” I looked down, sighing as he too sighs as well. “Alright...The thing is...” Thorax started, “I think changelings are wrong. Just very wrong in my opinion...about how we get those love souls” I was a bit stunned when he told me this. Changelings are wrong? Sure, we’re wrong in some cases, like causing chaos and stuff (and I have to admit, that’s just pure evil), but how we absorb love...that’s wrong? I tried to look as normal as I can before asking him, “What do you mean by that? That seems surreal!” “I...” Thorax started sobbing, as he finally said what he dreaded to say, “When I saw...the 6 other ponies that fought our kind off for a few minutes...I...I felt their friendship...It...it was something I never experienced ever, nor any of us...would if we weren’t paying attention to just fighting alone. I saw them...their...bond of friendship was beyond belief...” My ears drooped as I hear him saying his words. It was true, too, since what Indigo did to me showed that the changelings don’t have to steal love to get love. Thorax continued as he sobbed, tears still streaming from his green eyes, “I...I never felt so much worse in my...l-life. I don’t want to hurt anyone, I-I don’t know why, but now I know...I was afraid, that throughout my hunger, I’d steal love that wasn’t mine to begin with...I don’t want to do so. I...think that love should be shared throughout...every single being in Equestria. It betrays the hive’s...belief and that’s why I-I...only told you so...because the Queen will...” At this point, I can’t take it anymore, as I silenced him by placing a hoof to his mouth, a polite form of saying to be silent. I started to wipe away the tears from his eyes, as he looked at me, stunned and in wild disbelief. I was stunned, too at the point, thinking that it is just something changelings had to do just to keep the hive strong. But it seemed like my gesture was more of an affection one compared to one out of sheer necessity. It was a motherly act, something Thorax never seemed to receive. “I...Thank you...Tarsus” I gave him a little hug, of which he returned it. It’s not all the time you get to go all touchy-feely with another changeling, but it’s weird why my heart melted to a Weakling. “Speaking of which, I have a secret I want to tell you, too” I looked at him, sort of blushing at the stupid idea of telling the secret, He nodded and smiled. “After what you’ve done to me, sure. I won’t tell anyone...” Thorax snuggled on my shoulder, making me blush even more He was affectionate, and he knew how to share friendship. I don’t know how he got it, but I hope nobody notices it, either. We’d be screwed if anybody knows. “I...I also...” I looked at him, nervousness filling my body, before letting a little sigh and shared, “I also found out you can give friendship willingly.” “You do?” Thorax looked at me, a bit curious. “Yeah...I was injured...and I fell from the sky. I woke up to see a pony, whose beauty I can’t describe through mere words. I saw her giving friendship to me...she bandaged me up and healed my wounds. Without her, the pain of magic might have probably killed me.” “Wow, that sounds horrible!” Thorax looked at me, concern in his tone. “Well...I was tempted to get her love, but...I decided not to since I don't want to hurt her after she saved me. And since that forgiveness I gave in to her, I felt less guilty about myself and I am much more full of happiness than I thought. Not that I think about it...I realized that friendship is not physical, nor is it mental. It’s magic; it’s the thing that bonds everyone together, and without it, we’re nothing. We’re getting friendship thinking it’s a physical thing, but it’s really not. It’s a magic that can be shared with anyone as long as you open your hearts to it.” It’s awkward, that Thorax was acting way out of character today, instead of avoiding anyone, even me, he instead is acting like if he was friendly to me, like someone who cared. He’s acting like a kid, even when he’s at least 6 or 8 years older than me, leaning on me and stuff. “Can we meet the girl?” Thorax asked me, smiling as he wanted to see who that pony was. “I...I’m not sure...” I looked around, making sure nobody was near me, “I was supposed to meet her at 7 tomorrow...but I’m grounded for a week...Maybe you can help me out?” Thorax smiled in excitement, before coming up with a plan. “Wait...there’s no cameras in your room right? And no windows for other people to see inside your cell right?” “Yeah...” I looked around, making sure nobody would hear our conversation from the outside. “I need to shove you in a box if you know what I mean...I have a changeling job in Canterlot to disguise and find a love source. How about I sneak you there and get you back here before the week? She might not notice a thing!” “But what happens if she finds out that I’m not in there?” “I’ve got a plan.” He looked at me, then around the room, again like me making sure nobody could hear us, before he gave me some sort of watch and whispered: “This is a voice interference device. This is unknown to the changeling community so I guess there’s no fear of people knowing what’s going on. I can set an alarm when there’s somebody who knocks on the door or hits it hard, using the camera and sensor I’ve put since I tested it on your door before the incident, you can literally sound like you’re here. Also, since the Queen, nor anyone, knows your password for the door, nobody would know that you’re not there at the time. So every time there’s someone trying to knock on the door, it will alarm you via this watch. Press the green button, and you’ll be able to have your voice live and talking in real time. That way, they think you’re in the room, but you’re probably somewhere else” “That’s brilliant.” I beamed. “But what happens if somebody somehow knows my password? Wouldn’t they go in to find that I’m not there?” “Well...I can give you the teleportation device. You can lock the door in your bathroom and...actually you know what?” He looked at me, a sly smile appearing on his face. “Uhm...should I be concerned about the smile or what?” I backed out a bit, making sure he wasn’t trying to kill me. “No, you don’t have to. I can give you the coordinates of my teleportation device and you can just teleport to me instead of trying to hide and seek and stuff. How about that?” I was excited that there was an easier way to do this. I can finally be on time for my meeting with Indigo. But I don’t show it since it shows my cowardliness. “For a Weakling, you’re not that bad” I mocked him, getting a little chuckle from Thorax. “For a Changeling, you seem to be desperate” He mocked me back. “Oh shut up...” I blushed, looking away in embarrassment. “What are we waiting for? Let’s do this...” Thorax stood up. I stood up, too; and I’m willing to do anything to get out of here... Even without the Queen’s permission... To see her again...