Fortuna's point of view as she mentors her apprentice, Pharynx, and teaches him to be a better creature as she watches him grow
Head General Fortuna Larynx has never chosen an apprentice before. She's never seen a changeling nymph that had the qualities she was looking for. That is, until Pharynx Elytron, the oldest child of Chrysalis-regina, reaches the apprenticing age. Fortuna knew from the stories she had heard that no other warriors would be able to turn Pharynx into the changeling she knew he was capable of becoming. So, it's time for her to finally select an apprentice to mentor. Fortuna can only hope she'll be able to encourage Pharynx to be his best self without too much interference from his mother.
He was a very capable nymph. Fortuna could tell the instant she set eyes on him as he sat proudly beside his brother. Pharynx Elytron, oldest prince of the Hive and first heir to the throne. But all Fortuna saw as she stared at him was an image of a smiling young nymph with a red mane in a braid, a purple carapace, and pupiled eyes that melded from purple to teal.
Fortuna smiled softly, then began her job. The meeting to choose who would mentor which nymph had gone on much longer than usual, and she knew exactly why. Everyone wanted a chance to mentor one of the princes. Preferably Pharynx, the warrior drones had heard tales of how he’d already mastered shapeshifting and intimidated all the other nymphs.
However, Fortuna felt none of the other warriors were right for the nymph. If he was truly as brash and stubborn as she had heard, he would need someone calm and wise, who would not just train him, but guide him.
Most of the changelings she felt showed promise as the right mentor for the young prince had already selected nymphs, however. Athrex seemed eager to train a prince, but Fortuna knew he would corrupt Pharynx. She had put her hoof down. She would mentor Pharynx herself, and Athrex would mentor his brother, the nervous prince, Thorax.
Now, all Fortuna had to do was announce it. She waited until the two princes were the last nymphs waiting to be apprenticed, then called Pharynx up, and named herself his mentor. She knew he would enjoy it, and she knew she was right as she saw the proud smirk on his face.
Fortuna was admittedly concerned by the fact that he seemed so stoic for such a young nymph. He explained that his mother had taught him to act this way.
“Well, that won’t do. I’ll have to get him to soften up somehow…” Fortuna thought to herself as she left the armory, having seen Pharynx off.
Fortuna headed to her private room, shaking out her mane and grabbing her lesbian hoofband, slipping it on. She looked out the window of her room, seeing some warrior drones leaving for patrol.
“I’ve some time to go with them before starting to plan Pharynx’s first lesson, I believe…” Fortuna murmured, picking up her crossbow before heading outside to follow the group.
After the patrol, Fortuna hung back, heading to the nursery. She peeked in, looking for her apprentice. He was nowhere to be found, and she sighed, heading back to her room.
“That little one is going to be a bit of a hooffull, just judging by what I saw before. But I think I can handle him…” Fortuna said to herself, re-entering her room and lying down in her nest. “Yes… what I have in mind should still work. We just need something different for a first lesson.”
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“Chess.” Fortuna stated, setting the board down in front of the nymph.
“What?” Pharynx glared at the board. “But I thought you were going to show me how to use the dagger.”
“Stabbing blindly won’t get you far in a fight. You must learn to think several steps ahead. So we shall practice until you have mastered it.”
“And how does this help?” Pharynx asked, glaring at the pieces as Fortuna arranged them.
“Chess is a mental game.” Fortuna looked at him. “You want to become King, right?”
“Mother wishes it of me.”
“Well, in the old days, it was said that chess was used to prepare young royals to take the throne.” Fortuna said, and Pharynx looked at the board again.
“Okay, so how do you play?”
“Each of the pieces do different things, I’ll go over them.” Fortuna picked up a rook. “This is the rook…”
Fortuna explained the basics of what each piece did, then let Pharynx pick a side. He chose black, and Fortuna chuckled.
“What’s so funny?”
“White always moves first.” she told him, moving a pawn.
Pharynx huffed and slid a pawn forward as well. Fortuna continued moving her pieces, noticing Pharynx was more or less copying her movements, but with different pieces. The result was that his side of the board looked much more disorganized than hers. Fortuna chuckled, taking many of his pieces quickly.
“Checkmate.” Fortuna said at last, and Pharynx growled. She smiled at him softly. “You see Pharynx, you are now ‘in check’. This is why you must learn to think several moves ahead.”
“...Raghh!” Pharynx screamed in frustration, his horn sparking as he grabbed the board and threw it at the wall. “I hate this game!”
Fortuna picked up the board in her own golden aura. “Pharynx-discipulus.”
Pharynx stiffened up and straightened his posture. “Yes Fortuna-domina, ma’am?”
“You will not get better if you destroy the board.” Fortuna remarked. “Come, let’s try again.”
“But I lost. You proved you are clearly better than me.” Pharynx said
“But you can also improve.” Fortuna replaced the pieces. “Mistakes only make room for growth.”
Pharynx growled, but nodded. Fortuna smiled and began the game. This time, it seemed Pharynx had learned and worked out what Fortuna was doing-creating a barrier around her king. He did the same and began moving and capturing her pieces.
“Heheh, I’m winning on the second try.” he smirked at her.
“Yes, it would appear so.” Fortuna said calmly. Pharynx blinked at her.
“Why did you say it like that?” Pharynx asked, but instead of answering, Fortuna gazed at the chessboard.
“Tell me Pharynx, how many of my pawns do you have?”
“Seven.”
“And how many pawns have I got total?”
“Eight. Why does it matter?”
“Because you’ve failed to see that while you capture the pieces I attack with from the front, one of my pawns has your king from behind.”
“What?!” Pharynx watched in shock as Fortuna knocked over his king with her pawn.
“Checkmate.”
“...Stupid game.”
“Come now Pharynx, you will learn. Practice makes perfect. Come on, again. Would you like to be white this time?”
“Fine…”
They played eight more games. Finally, in the last game, Pharynx managed to beat Fortuna.
“Checkmate!” he announced, and she chuckled.
“Yes, good job Pharynx, you’ve done it!” She hugged him, and he went stiff.
“Let go.” he demanded, and she released him, smiling.
“Good job Pharynx. I think we’re done for the day. Go ahead and go back to your room.” Fortuna told him, and he nodded, leaving.
“He acts far too formal for a nymph, and I’ve never seen any nymphs his age turn down a hug…” Fortuna sighed as she put away the chessboard. “That nymph needs some serious TLC…”
Fortuna straightened up, looking in the direction Pharynx had gone. Her eyes showed sympathy and certainty. “I promise, Phary. I shall teach you how a warrior ought to act, and show you the love a nymph should have.”
Fortuna watched Pharynx carefully, assessing his form as he lunged and stabbed at the training dummy with his dagger. She nodded in approval, reaching a hoof to stroke the head of the second nymph hiding under her - Pharynx’s little brother, Thorax.
“Brillaint job Phary, come take a break.” Fortuna called, and he stopped, blushing.
“S-Shut up, ‘Tuney.” he muttered, as he walked over. Thorax yelped and pressed against Fortuna, who giggled. Pharynx smirked and waved the dagger in front of his brother. “What’s wrong, afraid ‘lil Phary’s gonna send it through your skull?”
“Eek! S-Stop it Pharynx!” Thorax whimpered, hiding between Fortuna’s forelegs.
“Phary, let your brother be for a bit.”
Fortuna picked up the smaller nymph, examining the bandages on his body. She felt nothing but concern inside her as she checked him out, though anger also flashed for a moment. He had been hurt by someone who was supposed to look after him no matter what. His mother.
“How could she do this to him? To her own child? How could anyone hurt him? He’s too young, too innocent…”
“Tuney!”
Fortuna blinked, realizing she’d been spacing out. “Y-Yes Phary?”
Thorax giggled at the nickname, but his brother ignored him.
“I asked you what that was.” Pharynx pointed at something around her neck. Fortuna blinked, then looked down, realizing what it was he was gesturing to.
“Ah, I’d forgotten I put this on.” Fortuna set Thorax down, touching a hoof to the golden diamond around her neck, set in a thick silver band that seemed to shimmer in the light. Thorax blinked up at it, reaching a hoof out to touch it.
“It’s so shiny!” he exclaimed, and Fortuna chuckled.
“Yes Thory, it is shiny.” Fortuna beckoned for Pharynx to come closer. This might distract them from Thorax’s injuries for a bit. “This is Felix Monilia.”
“Necklace Lucky?” Pharynx translated, tilting his head in confusion.
“Yes Phary, brilliant job remembering the old tongue. It translates to Necklace Lucky because that’s what it is.” Fortuna rested a hoof on the necklace and closed her eyes. “It’s magical, and while I’m already gifted with a natural ability to see cause-and-effect-”
“What’s cause and effect mean?” Thorax interrupted, and Fortuna opened her eyes.
“It means I can see what will happen if I do a certain action. Like, if Phary and I were to spar, I can tell that I’d win-”
“Hey!”
“-If he was distracted.” Fortuna ignored Pharynx’s exclamation. “You see, this necklace enhances that ability, so much that while I wear it, every punch I throw or arrow I fire in battle lands true, and any attacks on me bounce off harmlessly.”
“Then why don’t you wear it when we train? I could beat you even if you were wearing it!” Pharynx said
“Maybe once you’re a little older and more experienced I’ll wear it during a sparring match.” Fortuna told him, and he huffed in disappointment. “It’s for your own good Phary.”
“Sure…” Pharynx grumbled.
“Can I hold it Forty? Please? Just for a bit?” Thorax asked. “Maybe it will give me luck too!”
Fortuna chuckled and unclasped it with her golden aura, levitating it down to Thorax. He took it in his hooves carefully, touching the golden diamond. Fortuna smiled at the nymph sadly. He shouldn’t have to wish for luck, he was so innocent and young. It should already be flooding off him, in dreams and wishes unknown to anyone but himself.
“So are we going to keep going, ‘Tuney?” Pharynx asked, and Fortuna looked down at Thorax. He seemed fine, despite the number of bandages on his body.
“But Pharynx… he thought this was normal… he thought this was okay…”
Fortuna looked at Pharynx, then Thorax. “Thorax, why don’t you go to you and Phary’s room and have a lie down?”
“B-But what if Athrex-eques c-comes looking for me?” Thorax asked nervously, and Fortuna nuzzled the frightened nymph.
“I sent him out on an all-day patrol, and if he comes back, just come find me, okay? I’ll send Phary along to join you in a bit, he knows where my room is.”
“O-Okay.” Thorax stood and gave Fortuna back the necklace before walking out. Fortuna smiled softly and put the necklace back on as she watched him go, making sure he left completely.
“What did you do that for?” Pharynx asked, but Fortuna didn’t answer right away. “Uh, ‘Tuney?”
“Pharynx, do you know why we go to war?” she asked finally, looking back into his dark lavender eyes.
“To prove we’re the strongest and best.” Pharynx said at once.
“No.” Fortuna gestured for him to sit down, and he did. “The real reason we go to war is so creatures like Thorax don’t have to.”
“What…?”
“The battlefield is no place for the faint of heart.” Fortuna began, and she could tell she had his attention. “The sad truth is that there’s always war. No one likes thinking about it, which is why many distract themselves from it with other things. But there are always those out there that have to think about it. They must put themselves on the line and leave their homes and families so that others who can’t stomach it don’t have to.”
Pharynx was listening intently. Fortuna took a breath and continued.
“Not everyone is cut out for it. But those that are do because they know they must. They must travel miles away from any place familiar to them, knowing one day they might not come back. They do this to shield the innocent, defend the defenseless, and protect those who can’t protect themselves.”
“Like Thorax?” Pharynx looked out the door where his brother had gone.
“Exactly like Thorax. One day, Pharynx, it shall be your turn to enter the battlefield. Do you know what you’ll do when you get out there?”
“What?”
“You’ll be terrified. Your heart will be racing and your legs about to give underneath you.”
“No I won’t. I’m not scared of anything.”
“Everyone is scared of something. It might even be something you don’t realize you’re afraid of.” Fortuna pressed.
“...Alright, I’ll bite.”
Fortuna sighed and continued. “You’ll be scared, on the battlefield. But then you’ll remember why you’re doing this.”
“Because victory is strength in a nation?”
“Pharynx, have you heard anything I’ve been saying?”
“I’m listening, I’m listening.”
“...The reason you are doing this is because you’re fighting for the ones who don’t have the ability to. The defenseless, whether they chose to be or not. The ones who shield themselves from the harsh truth of the world that you are willing to face so they do not have to.”
Pharynx nodded, eyes serious, and Fortuna could tell he was taking in every word.
“You must always remember the true reason we fight war. We always say it’s for glory, for riches, for our nation. But it’s never the real reason war is fought. Do you understand this, Pharynx?”
“Yes, Fortuna-domina.” Pharynx said after a minute. “I understand.”
“Then I ask you again. Why do we go to war?”
“To fight for those who can’t fight for themselves.”
“Brilliant.” Fortuna smiled at him softly. “Now remember Phary, battlefields come in all shapes and sizes.”
Pharynx nodded. “I understand, ‘Tuney.”
“Good. Now, run along to your brother before he gets worried.”
Pharynx nodded and collected his dagger, then left the room. Fortuna smiled after him sadly, standing and going out a new entrance to the room, which closed behind her as quickly as it had appeared.
“Chrysalis.” Fortuna spoke calmly, walking past the guards into the throne room.
“Ah, Fortuna-domina. What are you doing here? Has my son been causing you trouble?” Chrysalis asked, sitting still on her throne.
“Not at all, your majesty. He is coming along wonderfully, extremely gifted for his age.” Fortuna dismissed the thought. “Though it shall take a while to convince him the things you said to him are a load of rubbish.”
“Then why have you come to see me?” Chrysalis asked.
“It’s about your other son.” Fortuna said, and Chrysalis let out a laugh.
“Ah, has Athrex-eques found yet another problem with Thorax that needs to be reported and dealt with? I thought I had asked him to come to me with those, not you.”
“So that’s why the first time I’d heard of it was when Pharynx and I found him.” Fortuna made a mental note to speak with Athrex about it. No matter what their Queen said, problems with apprentices should still be reported to the Head General.
“Nothing of the sort.” Fortuna stated in response to Chrysalis’ question. “It’s about your treatment of him.”
Chrysalis’ gaze hardened. “I see.”
“Your majesty, permission to speak freely?”
“Granted…”
“When I first encountered Thorax, not including during the apprentice ceremony, he had several injuries that could have been fatal if left untreated. Upon asking Pharynx, he told me this is not the first time Thorax has returned from conversations with you with injuries. Forgive me for intruding, your highness, but is this the best way of ensuring you have an heir?”
Chrysalis chuckled and stood up. “Fortuna, you seem to forget I only need one heir. Thorax is weak and his brother is strong. So his brother will live, and he will die.”
“What if Pharynx were killed in battle? What would happen if you didn’t have another heir?”
“I have a plan, Fortuna. Just because I do not share them with you does not mean they do not exist.”
“You cannot use that as an excuse to kill off your own child!” Fortuna cried
Chrysalis’ gaze darkened, and she glared at Fortuna. Fortuna glared back.
“You and I both know how hard you worked for this position, Fortuna-domina. You would hate for all this to be taken away just because of one conversation, wouldn’t you?” Chrysalis asked
“...No, your highness, of course not.”
“Then you had best stay silent.”
“Not even her majesty can keep me silent about those two for long.” Fortuna thought defiantly.
“Your majesty, I’m merely suggesting you treat them as equals to each other. You respect one but you cannot respect the other?”
“Because Pharynx is strong, Thorax is weak and it’s becoming clear that won’t change.”
“Everyone has got their own strengths. Just because Pharynx’s strengths are easier to see does not make his brother weak in comparison. Given time, Thorax will grow and show everyone the strengths that they can’t see.”
“Fortuna, I have no need for your ‘guidance’. I am not a child, and I am done talking about my children with you.” Chrysalis snarled at her.
“This isn't the only problem. Pharynx seems to believe he must treat you with the respect you would expect of an adult drone, not a nymph. He hardly even addresses you as ‘mother’ and calls you by your title or rank.”
“That is how I have chosen to raise my children. They should treat me with the respect I deserve.”
“If they do not?” Fortuna pressed. Chrysalis ignited her horn.
“They get a reminder.” Chrysalis replied, baring her fangs. “How I raise my children should not be your concern, Fortuna.”
Fortuna was not intimidated by this act, and kept her gaze strong. “You know, they’re not just your children. They have a father, and I’m sure he would disagree with what you’re doing to his sons-”
“They have no other parent but me!” Chrysalis snarled, glaring at her.
“We both know that’s a lie, your majesty. I don’t know what you did with him, but my cousin-”
“Is dead to me!” Chrysalis slammed a hoof on the ground. “He abandoned this Hive and I will not allow my heirs to follow in his hoofsteps! They will grow up loyal to their Queen and if they cannot see that they will die!”
“Your majesty,” Fortuna said, keeping her voice level despite the rage growing inside her.
“What is it?!”
“They are not low-ranking drones in the Hive. They’re your sons of barely five years in age. You cannot ask them to treat you with the stoic, stern respect you ask of the adults, because they are not adults. Punishing them for being unable to control their emotions is not how you should treat them.”
“You are to be silent, Fortuna! I will not stand for this any longer and I am beginning to lose my patience! Since the loss of your rank doesn’t seem to intimidate you, how about another motive?!”
Fortuna stayed silent, knowing Chrysalis was merely pausing for effect. Sure enough, she continued.
“If you truly care about my sons enough to wish for their safety then you will not bring this up again! Is my meaning clear, Head General?” Chrysalis snarled at her.
“...Yes, your majesty, I understand. Forgive me, my queen.” Fortuna bowed to her, her golden mane falling over her eyes. Even though she was mad, she could not risk their lives. She would never forgive herself if she was the reason they got hurt.
“Very well.” Chrysalis snarled. “Remember your place, Fortuna. You are not their mother. I am. You have no say in their lives.”
“Yes your majesty.”
“Good. You are dismissed. Get out of my sight, now.”
Fortuna sighed, closing her eyes as she left the room. She lost herself in thought as she walked to her room.
“You are not their mother. Ah, but Chrysalis, if only I was… they deserve a real mother. Not the likes of you.” Fortuna thought, smirking to herself at her inner rebellion.
Fortuna walked through the Hive, stopping at Thorax and Pharynx’s room. She peeked in, and Thorax’s face filled her vision. She giggled and nuzzled him.
“Hallo Thory!”
“Forty!” Thorax smiled at her, then frowned and blocked the entrance. “U-Uh, you can’t come in…”
“Heh, whyever not?” Fortuna asked, and Thorax hesitated.
“Uh… because Phary said so.”
“Don’t call me that…” Fortuna heard Pharynx protesting weakly from somewhere in the room.
“Well, I was coming to get Phary because he didn’t show up at the time we agreed on for our training.” Fortuna said.
“I’m coming ‘Tuney!” Pharynx called from inside the room, his voice sounding raspy.
Fortuna blinked, then looked at Thorax. He smiled at her awkwardly, then turned around, his face tensing in worry.
“Stay put Phary!”
“S-Shut up, wimp…”
Fortuna tilted her head in confusion as she heard dragging hoofsteps. Thorax was shoved aside and she finally got a good look at her apprentice.
She immediately agreed with Thorax, he should have stayed put.
Pharynx’s ears were drooping, his face was pale, his eyes had lines under them, and his nose was red. His wings and the red neckfin that was growing in had drooped slightly as well. Fortuna lunged for the nymph, who quickly dropped into an attack stance, but Fortuna merely scooped him up.
“Phary, you’re ill, you need to have a lie down.” Fortuna carried him over to the nest in the room, depositing him in the soft moss. He immediately tried to get up, but she placed a hoof on his chest gently, holding him down. “Must I swaddle you up like a baby?”
“Heh, with what?” Pharynx asked, the glint in his eyes clearly daring her to find something remotely fabric-like to do it with. Fortuna chose to think on that one.
“Nevermind. Thorax, do you have-” She noticed the nymph pulling a first aid kit over, grateful that it was mandatory all rooms of high-ranking changelings had them. “Thank you Thory. Thermometer?”
Thorax pulled it out and hoofed it to her, and Fortuna nodded in thanks, grateful that ponies at least had some useful medicinal tools, despite being their enemies. She smiled and levitated the thermometer to Pharynx, who stubbornly kept his mouth shut. Fortuna giggled, he was being such a nymph right now, it was cute. Though she wished it hadn’t taken him being sick to act his own age.
“Phary, mouth open.”
Pharynx shook his head, crossing his forelegs and pouting. Fortuna dangled the thermometer a little out of his line of sight.
“Phary, your favorite food is roasted chicken, right?” Fortuna asked, and Pharynx nodded. “Well, I saw the chefs making one, I bet if you hurry they’ll let you have a taste.”
“Real-mmph!” Pharynx was cut off as the thermometer was stuffed into his mouth. He instantly began pouting again as Fortuna rubbed his head.
“It’s okay Phary, it’ll be over in a bit.” Fortuna soothed, giving his head a gentle pat before turning to Thorax. “Thory, what have all his symptoms been?”
“Symp… tons…?” Thorax asked, tilting his head in confusion, making Fortuna giggle.
“Symptoms. Has he been vomiting? Coughing, sneezing?”
“Oh, well… all of it? I woke up and he was sneezing and coughing really bad, and then he went over to the window and threw up.”
“Anything else?”
“I don’t think so…”
“Alright then. Let’s just check that temperature.” Fortuna reached and gently pulled the thermometer back out of Pharynx’s mouth. Pharynx grumbled and sunk into the moss as Fortuna looked at the thermometer. “Hm… 110 degrees, yep, that’s a fever…”
Pharynx coughed and buried himself in the nest. Fortuna rubbed his back gently.
“Thorax, go to the kitchens and tell the nearest chef that I requested a pitcher of water, some towels, a bowl of soup-whichever one is your brother’s favorite-and get something for yourself.”
“O-Okay Forty.” Thorax stammered, running out. Fortuna smiled as she watched him go, then laid in the nest beside Pharynx.
“Yay, he’s gone. Can we train now-achoo!” Pharynx sniffed and rubbed his nose, and Fortuna chuckled.
“You’re not doing anything except staying here and resting.”
“But ‘Tuney-!”
“No buts. You’re staying put. In order for you to be physically and mentally capable of training you need to be in good health.” Fortuna told him, and he sighed, nodding.
“Yes ‘Tuney…” Pharynx sighed, and Fortuna smiled at him. The two sat in silence for a bit, until Thorax returned.
“Forty, I’m back.” Thorax came in, pushing a pitcher of water in front of him. A few towels lay draped across his back, a bowl of steaming tomato soup resting on them. He clutched something wrapped in foil in his mouth.
“Thank you Thory! You were quick!” Fortuna relieved the little nymph of the water and soup, allowing him to carry the other two things.
“The chefs were really fast! But I didn’t see them cooking chicken anywhere. I think you might’ve been seeing things, Forty.” Thorax said, and Fortuna noticed Pharynx giggling.
“Well, you’ve the soup and water. What else have you got there??”
“Bread.” Thorax unwrapped the foil covered lump, smiling. “You said I could get something for myself so I got bread for Pharynx to dip in the soup.”
Fortuna chuckled and pulled him closer to Pharynx, who was crawling off again, trying to escape. Fortuna grinned, grabbing one of the towels.
“Oh Phary~” she said, and he looked up, eyes widening.
“No! ‘Tuney, no!”
Pharynx didn’t have much of a choice, in an instant he was swaddled up in the towel. Thorax began laughing, chittering and pointing at him. Fortuna laughed as well, cradling Pharynx like a baby. Fortuna laid down on her stomach Sphinx-style, placing the Pharynx-bundle in between her forelegs, levitating over the soup. Fortuna dipped one of the other towels in the pitcher of water and then laid it over Pharynx’s forehead.
“There you go, how about some soup, Phary?” Fortuna asked, and he glared at her. She lifted up the spoon, holding it by his mouth. He grumbled, wriggling until one of his hooves was free, then let her guide the spoon to his mouth. “Drink up, Phary.”
Pharynx drank the soup obediently, as his brother curled up beside him, breaking off a little piece of the loaf of bread and dunking it in the bowl, nibbling on it. Fortuna smiled at the two, feeling affection rushing through her. Fortuna held the two close, humming to them kindly. Pharynx had a few more sips of the tomato soup, then yawned, falling asleep. Fortuna giggled softly, as his brother joined him soon after.
“Goodnight you two.” Fortuna nuzzled them both. “Sleep well, my sons.”
Fortuna sighed and smiled as she headed out to train her charge. Something was different about her today. She was wearing her lesbian flag hoofband. It was a test, to see how Pharynx would react. Not many changelings liked that she was openly lesbian, at best they treated it with indifference.
That was the test. If Pharynx accepted it, she’d know she was doing a good job as his mentor. If he didn’t, then she would have to explain to him why acceptance was such an important life skill. Fortuna smiled to herself, sitting down in the training hollow and awaiting her apprentice.
“There you are Phary.” Fortuna greeted her ten year old apprentice as he trotted up to her.
“Apologies Fortuna-domina, Thorax didn’t want to train with Athrex-eques today. I had to escort him there.” Pharynx reported.
“I’ll have to talk to him about why his apprentice is afraid of him.” Fortuna remarked.
“Guess so. So what’s today’s lesson then?”
“This.” Fortuna held out her hoof, showing him the lesbian hoofband.
“Teamwork, again?” Pharynx asked, and Fortuna gave him a look.
“Come on Phary, I know you’re not that dumb.”
“Okay, okay. So did you want me to try and steal it off your hoof like a pickpocket?”
“What? No… though remember that for tomorrow.”
“What then? It’s a hoofband.” Pharynx said, and Fortuna nodded.
“Yes, but do you recognize the colour pattern on it?”
“Yeah, it’s the lesbian flag. So what?” Pharynx deadpanned, and Fortuna blinked.
“A little blunter than I would have expected but I’ll take it.”
“So you don’t mind?”
“No? Should I?” Pharynx took her hoof in his smaller one and looked at the hoofband. “So you like girls, what’s the big deal-? Gah!”
Fortuna had brought him in for a big hug. Pharynx struggled in her grip, groaning.
“‘Tuney! Put me downnnn!”
“Not a chance, you little angel from Elysium!”
Pharynx turned bright red, and Fortuna could taste his embarrassment. He continued struggling, and she released him after a minute.
“I don’t get it ‘Tuney, why did it matter that I didn’t care?”
“Because a good warrior, or changeling in general, accepts everyone, no matter how different they are.” Fortuna explained. “No matter how big or small, whatever disabilities or special gifts they have, what they look like or who they love, you ought to treat them with respect and kindness.”
Pharynx nodded in understanding, looking at the ground. “...I kind of already knew you were lesbian, ‘Tuney.”
“What?” Fortuna blinked in confusion. “How? From other warriors?”
“No… mother.” Pharynx looked away, glaring at the ground as though he saw Chrysalis’ face there. “S-She told us you were a ‘fillyfooler’ and that it meant you liked girls. Thorax was confused and stayed quiet, and I did too. I didn’t know what was so bad about it. What’s the difference between liking the same gender or liking the opposite gender? Aren’t we all the same anyway?”
Fortuna smiled and lifted him up for another-less tight-hug. “Exactly, Phary.”
“Is this going to turn into another lecture about how mother’s not always right?”
“No, I just needed to make sure.” Fortuna smiled and set him down. “Ready to train?”
“Finally!” Pharynx pulled out his dagger, and Fortuna chuckled.
“Yes, ‘finally’ Phary. Come, let’s spar.”
Pharynx grinned and set his dagger aside, sinking into a crouch. Fortuna mimicked his stance, and they leapt at each other. Fortuna quickly tried to pin the younger changeling, but he slipped underneath her and sprang up, catching her midsection in his forelegs and knocking her backwards. She chuckled and lunged, and he spun on his forelegs, jutting his hind legs out and sweeping her off her hooves.
Fortuna hit the ground with a soft thud, chuckling as Pharynx came over and offered a hoof up. She took his hoof, sitting up.
“Brilliant, Phary, you’re getting better at playing to your strengths.”
“It won’t be my strength for long, I’m growing.” Pharynx pointed out.
“Oh, you’ve still got a ways to go before you lose that strength.” Fortuna chuckled and rubbed his head teasingly. Pharynx huffed, glaring at her. “Heh, come, let’s go back for the day.”
“But we barely started!”
“I know. But I’m in the mood for a chess match.”
“...Okay. But I’m going to beat you!”
“You wish!”
“Oh yeah?” Pharynx raised a brow.
“Yeah!”
“Prove it.”
“Hm… the first one there gets white!” Fortuna shouted, then raced off, laughing as she heard Pharynx rushing after her.
Fortuna slowed down a bit, letting Pharynx overtake her. She skidded to a halt inside the room where they stored the chess set seconds after Pharynx had. He panted, chest heaving as he caught his breath, and Fortuna giggled. She got out the chessboard, and he joined her at the table.
“Ready to play?” Fortuna asked, but Pharynx didn’t respond. “Phary?”
“‘Tuney?”
“Yes Phary?”
“...Did you really expect me to react badly to the hoofband?”
“Well… I didn’t know for sure. I was making sure you knew about acceptance, because it’s something you should do. Respect and tolerance will guide creatures to the right path, sometimes without them even knowing.”
Pharynx stayed silent, and Fortuna lifted his chin.
“It’s not that I wanted you to react badly, Phary. I know what your mother is like and I know that she and many others don’t see the beauty behind my preferences. I didn’t want to automatically assume you would tolerate it. But I’m glad you do.”
“O-Okay ‘Tuney… what if I had reacted badly, then?”
“I’d have made sure you understood.” Fortuna shrugged.
“You wouldn’t punish me?”
“No… did something happen, Phary?”
“No.”
“Alright…” Fortuna said hesitantly, but continued. “I shall never resort to physically harming you, Phary. I’m here to protect and guide you. Not cause you pain and make you afraid of me.”
Pharynx sighed and nodded, then grabbed a white pawn and slid it forwards two spaces. Fortuna took this as a signal he was done talking, and took her turn. She sighed internally, watching the nymph silently play against her.
“I know something’s wrong… but the last time… oh, blast it all. Chrysalis is getting a talking to, whether she likes it or not.”
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“Your majesty, did you hurt Pharynx?” Fortuna asked, walking into the throne room.
Chrysalis looked up, a snide look on her face. “He has missed training with you, hasn’t he?”
“A couple weeks ago he fell ill.”
“He was sick when he was five, he used that excuse. He needed to be punished.”
“An excuse is not the same as throwing up every ten minutes.” Fortuna said, eyes narrowed. “Your majesty, we-”
“-Discussed this five years ago. How I raise my sons is not your concern and if you wish for them to remain safe you will not speak of this. Remember?”
“...Yes, your majesty, I remember.”
“Good. If that is all, I have duties to attend to.”
“One more thing.” Fortuna took a breath. “I believe your son is eligible for early ascension in rank. I know he’s young, but he has grown and his talents have increased tenfold.”
“I see.”
“Pharynx deserves to be made a warrior. If it is alright with your majesty, I would like him to become Pharynx-legatus. Right away.” Fortuna proclaimed.
“Your deputy? I see.” Chrysalis strode over from her throne, heading for the doors. “Very well. But only once he is thirteen or older. Understood?”
“I… understand, your highness. Thank you.” Fortuna said, letting the Queen lead her out.
“Well, at least she gave me permission… and this gives me more time to teach Phary a bit more.”
Fortuna was sound asleep when she felt something poking her in the shoulder. She yawned and opened her eyes, seeing Thorax blinking up at her, tears in his eyes. Pharynx stood a little ways away from him.
“Thorax?” Fortuna sat up, looking at the nymph. “What’s the matter?”
“I-I had a bad dream…” Thorax whispered, and Fortuna glanced at Pharynx, who looked over.
“He needed my help finding your room.” Pharynx dismissed, and Thorax looked at him.
“But you said you wanted to come too-”
“S-So you wouldn’t spend half the night wandering aimlessly in circles, yeah, that’s what I said.” Pharynx spoke before his brother could finish. Fortuna smiled softly at the nymphs.
“You can sleep with me for the night if you like, Thorax.” Fortuna hardly was able to finish her sentence before Thorax had jumped up and squirmed into the mossy nest to join her. She chuckled, then looked at Pharynx.
“I… uh, I’m going back to our room.” Pharynx told her.
“No, you’re coming over here and joining us. Let’s go Phary, up.” Fortuna said, patting the space beside Thorax. Pharynx blinked, then sighed and crawled in obediently.
“I can sleep by myself, ‘Tuney…” he grumbled, but Fortuna ignored this. She pulled him over, watching the two nymphs to make sure they went to sleep.
Thorax fell asleep almost immediately, but Fortuna noticed Pharynx was only pretending. She sighed and lifted Pharynx up, rolling over and laying him between her and the wall of the nest. He squeaked and tried to get up, but she held him down.
“Phary, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong ‘Tuney…” Pharynx looked away from her.
“I know that face, Phary, it’s the same one your brother makes.” Fortuna lifted his chin, gazing into his lavender eyes and putting a hoof around his small form. “You know you don’t have to hide things from me, right?”
“I… but warriors don’t have nightmares!” Pharynx blurted out, then covered his mouth with a hoof. Fortuna chuckled softly and pulled him close.
“Everyone gets nightmares Phary, it’s what happens when we’re stressed, or scared, or sad.”
“B-But… you don’t.”
Fortuna smiled at him. “I had a nightmare just last week.”
“...You’re just saying that so I’ll tell you what mine was.”
“I’m not, warriors’ honor.” Fortuna swore, smiling at him gently. “It was about not being able to protect you, or Thorax.”
“Wait, really?” Pharynx shifted and looked up at her. “Why?”
“Because I love you both.” Fortuna booped his nose with a hoof, and he squeaked, making her giggle. “I care about you, and I don’t want to see you hurting.”
Pharynx looked down, biting his bottom lip, then huffed and crossed his hooves. “Still… mother said good warriors don’t have nightmares, and they don’t feel anything because they’re never scared.”
“Phary, your mother-”
“Don’t tell me she’s wrong. You’ve seen how the other warriors act.”
“Because her views have influenced them. She’s the queen, they listen to her opinions. But that doesn’t mean you have to. Phary, everyone has feelings, it’s okay to be scared of nightmares. You saw Thorax.”
“It’s okay for him because he’s a wimp.”
“He is not a wimp, and it wouldn’t matter if he was the strongest warrior in the Hive-he still has the right to be scared.”
Pharynx sighed, then rolled over and looked at the wall. Fortuna thought she was going to have to move him again, but then he spoke.
“Mother was beating Thorax again…” Pharynx whispered. Fortuna wrapped her hooves around Pharynx, gently lifting him up and turning him to face her.
“Go ahead Phary.”
“S-She was doing it in front of me this time, a-and I wanted to tell her to stop, I-I wanted to get angry, to be concerned, b-but I just felt empty… a-and I was standing in a crowd of guards… they weren’t doing anything either… When mother was done, she kicked Thorax out of the way, h-he was barely breathing. She went over to me and said ‘good son, you have learned your first lesson well. A soldier feels nothing, so that w-when they… when they kill, they feel no remorse.’ T-Then she left… and Thorax’s body disappeared…”
“Shh, it’s okay.” Fortuna pulled him close. “That’s a terrible dream, Phary. You know why?”
“Why…?” Pharynx looked up at her, and she smiled down at him gently.
“Because it’s not true. You needn’t bottle up your emotions or pretend to be something you’re not. If you’re constantly pushing down your emotions and who you truly are, you’re only going to end up having it all come bursting out one day.”
Pharynx hesitated, then pressed his muzzle into her shoulder. Fortuna rubbed his back with a hoof, murmuring to him.
“When we push down our emotions and force ourselves to do too many things without feeling, we lose the chance we have to be a part of the natural, crazy aspects of life.”
“W-What do you mean?”
Fortuna sighed and lifted a hoof, revealing her lesbian hoofband. “I got this at a pride festival, it was for ponies, but I snuck in, disguised. I was planning to just find a hoofband, but…”
“If you say ‘I found love’ I’m gonna hurl.”
Fortuna giggled and nuzzled him. “Relax, I didn’t. I did end up staying to listen to some of the speeches, though. I think everyone could tell how excited and eager I was, and because of that, someone asked me if I’d be willing to share my story-”
“You revealed yourself-?!”
“No! Of course not Phary, who do you take me for?” Fortuna rubbed his head. “You see, I was originally the first one up from the crowd, but I was so nervous, and excited, and happy, that when it was my turn, it just all came spilling out. I started crying and smiling because I was happy to be there, and…”
“Did they kick you out?”
“No, actually.” Fortuna hugged him. “The other volunteer speakers were on the stage with me, and when they saw how I was reacting, they all immediately rushed at me and gave me the biggest group hug I’d seen or experienced from ponies.”
“Wait, really?”
Fortuna nodded, wiping her eyes. “They started comforting me, saying it was okay, they were there, they understood me. It was… beautiful, Phary. It was a wonderful, freeing experience, and I know for a fact that if I had hid away my emotions, it would never have happened.”
Pharynx’s eyes widened. “All that just because you started crying?”
“Not just from crying, Phary. It was the fact that I was able to release all my emotions and not worry about anyone judging me.” Fortuna lifted his chin. “Like you can with me.”
Pharynx hesitated, then lunged and grabbed her, hugging her tightly and burying his head in her shoulder. Fortuna wrapped her hooves around him, feeling his smaller body shuddering as he let out a sob.
“Shh, it’s okay, Phary. Let it out.”
“I-I just d-don’t w-want T-Thorax to get hurt…” Pharynx whimpered, and Fortuna could feel tears falling onto her shoulder as he hugged her. “I-I protect him from the other n-nymphs b-but I-I can’t from mother…”
“I know Phary. You leave that part up to me, okay?” Fortuna said, and Pharynx nodded dimly. “It’s okay. Just do whatever you must, I’ll wait until you feel better.”
Pharynx continued holding her, burying himself into her embrace and crying hard. Fortuna rubbed his back and whispered to him soothingly as he did. She held him close, until eventually, the room fell back into silence. Finally, Pharynx spoke again.
“T-Tuney, I… I’m scared…”
“And that’s okay, Phary.” Fortuna nuzzled him, bringing him close and holding him in a cradle position. Pharynx blushed slightly but nestled up against her. “Did it feel good to get it all out?”
“Y-Yeah…” Pharynx admitted, and Fortuna nuzzled him.
“Just rest for now, Phary. But remember, don’t keep all those emotions bottled up. It’s not good for you or your loved ones, eventually it’s all going to come out, possibly at them.”
“Okay ‘Tuney…” Pharynx sighed, closing his eyes. Fortuna smiled softly and hugged him close.
Pharynx grasped onto her in his sleep, burying his face in her golden mane, smiling in his sleep now. Fortuna carefully rolled back over, cradling the nymph, so she was once again facing Thorax. He seemed to still be sleeping, having not even stirred since he fell back asleep. Fortuna pulled him closer as well, hugging them both gently.
“I meant what I said Phary… you leave protecting your baby brother to me. I promise, I’ll keep him safe.” Fortuna whispered, kissing the two nymphs on the forehead. “I’ll keep you both safe. I promise, until my last breath.”
“Mum. He called me mum!” Fortuna couldn’t help thinking as she trotted through the Hive, each step she took was lighter with excitement. “I didn’t even consider that he thought of me as a mother the same way I thought of him as my son!”
Fortuna smiled widely as she headed down a familiar hallway. There was just one last test to be sure.
“Hey Thory.” she said, poking her head into the room of the princes.
Thorax, thirteen years old like his brother, was sitting in the room. He was looking through their first aid kit, but looked up at Fortuna as she entered.
“Hey Forty!” he said cheerfully. “I-I was just looking at our supplies, we’re running low on dock leaves and tansy.”
“Pharynx and I can gather some on our next patrol.” Fortuna told him, sitting down. “I was just wondering… your brother and I were talking, and he called me something…”
“Like, a swear word?” Thorax blinked. “I didn’t think he cursed around you.”
“No, he-wait, are you implying he does curse?” Fortuna questioned, and Thorax gulped.
“U-Uh… no…” Thorax said unconvincingly. Fortuna rolled her eyes and rubbed his head, catching one of her leg holes on his neckfin purposely. He squeaked and she chuckled.
“I’ll ask him later.” Fortuna said, winking at Thorax. “He won’t have to know you might or might not have mentioned it.”
Thorax sighed in relief. “Thanks… so what did he call you then?”
“Mum.”
Thorax’s eyes widened and he stood up. “Wait-but-dang it!”
Fortuna blinked, then giggled at his reaction. “Come again?”
Thorax sighed and laid down. “Hunter-discipulus was talking with me-he’s not so bad now, he’s cooled off a little-and he and I made a bet that you would call Pharynx son first… I just lost.”
Fortuna chuckled and rubbed his head. “Well, you two probably made that bet long after I first saw Pharynx as a son, so I’ll repay you the money you’ll have to give him.”
Thorax blinked. “Wait, really?”
“Of course!” Fortuna nuzzled Thorax. “You’re both my sons.”
“Really?!” Thorax hugged her tightly. “I didn’t think you cared about me the same way you did Phary.”
“I’ve told you not to call me that!” Pharynx groaned, storming into the room and laying down in the nest. Fortuna giggled and reached over to rub his head, brushing his jagged red neckfin in comfort.
“We were just discussing how you called me mum.” Fortuna explained, and he blushed.
“I didn’t think Forty saw me as a son too…” Thorax told Pharynx, who rolled his eyes.
“Thorax, we’re brothers, of course she sees us both as her children. Besides, you’re around her almost as much as I am. It was going to happen eventually.” Pharynx said.
“Your brother’s not wrong.” Fortuna agreed, pulling Pharynx up with one hoof and dragging him into a hug.
“Ack! ‘Tuney!”
Fortuna giggled and nuzzled him. “You have been my sons since I first met you. I care about you both, and I’ll do anything for you.”
“Is that the reason I’m becoming a warrior?” Pharynx raised a brow.
“Yes, but a different aspect. You’ve earned the rank many times over Phary-”
“You’re gonna be a warrior?!” Thorax tackled his brother in a hug. “Yay! Go Pharynx, I knew you could do it!”
“Ack! T-Thorax, get off!”
“But Phary, you’re gonna be a warrior!” Thorax cried, smiling at him. “My big brother’s gonna be a warrior before anyone else!”
Fortuna laughed as Pharynx struggled, and he glared at her.
“Not helping, mom!” he snarled.
“Oi, don’t fight, you’ll make me pick favorites!” Fortuna giggled, and Pharynx snarled.
Quick as a flash, Pharynx had grabbed Thorax’s hoof and spun him, sending him flying into their nest. Thorax shrieked and sat up, and Fortuna laughed, trotting over to help him brush off the moss now stuck to his carapace.
“That’s why you’re becoming a warrior.” Fortuna told Pharynx. “Pure skill. And good reaction time.”
Pharynx smirked, puffing out his chest, and Fortuna giggled, smiling at him. Thorax gave another small cheer.
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Fortuna couldn’t be prouder of her son, watching him stride up to her as she marked him not just a warrior, but her deputy. Fortuna chuckled to herself mentally as she saw the look of momentary surprise on her former apprentice’s face.
“I’m so proud of you, my son.” Fortuna thought to herself as she dismissed the warriors and stood up, seeing Pharynx walking towards her.
“Your deputy?” He asked, and Fortuna chuckled. “Why?”
“Why do you think? You deserve it.” she replied. “You will continue to learn, you are still young after all, and I hope to be the one who shall continue to guide you. But you have earned the rank, and I am proud to have you as my equal.”
Pharynx nodded in understanding. “So should I still meet you tomorrow at the usual time for training?”
“No, we’ll be going on patrol tomorrow. Your first as a warrior.” Fortuna smiled at him. “You don’t have to be formal around me, you know, Phary. It’s still me, I’m still ‘Tuney’.”
Pharynx blushed, then nodded. “Alright… mom.”
Fortuna chuckled and smiled as he left. She felt another burst of pride as she headed off to her room.
“You shall go far, Phary. I’ll make sure of it.” she thought, smiling, walking down the hall.
“Ah, Fortuna-domina.”
The voice halted her. Fortuna turned, gaze hardening. “Your majesty.”
“So, my son is a warrior now. Your deputy.”
“You gave me permission to make him such when he turned thirteen.”
“I am aware of the agreement we made.” Chrysalis gazed at her. “I question why his brother has not improved. You said you spoke to his mentor?”
“Not everyone can excel quickly. For some it takes longer.”
“Yes… still, Pharynx… I am not sure it was wise to make him deputy.”
“Why do you say that, your majesty?”
“I have plans to make him the next King. He cannot be king and general, and if you are to… regrettably… lose your life on the battlefield, we will require a general instantly, we would not be able to wait for Pharynx to select and train a replacement for himself before ascending to the throne.”
“I know what I’m doing, your majesty.” Fortuna assured her, and Chrysalis narrowed her eyes in suspicion.
“Very well… just remember, he is a prince first. Anything else is second to it.” Chrysalis reminded her.
“I am aware, your majesty.” Fortuna assured her.
“Good.” with that, Chrysalis was gone.
“Just what are you planning for my son, Chrysalis…?” Fortuna murmured, continuing to walk to her room. “As for dying on the battlefield… you wish, Chrysalis. I plan on seeing my sons into adulthood, and protecting them until I can get them out of your clutches. Just you wait.”
“Phary? Thory? Are you ready?” Fortuna looked into their area of the caves in Mount Canterhorn. The soldiers had all been relocated there, until their Queen gave them the signal that the barrier was weak enough.
Pharynx was pacing around, on the alert, and nodded. Thorax, meanwhile, was hiding in the back of the cave. Fortuna stepped in, nuzzling Pharynx before moving to Thorax. She took his hoof and helped him stand. The two boys were fifteen now, and almost at her height. Fortuna realized, for a brief second, that it felt like only yesterday they had been tiny little five year old nymphs, who looked up at her in admiration.
“So ‘Tuney, you going to approach Nalia-medica after the battle?” Pharynx asked, and Fortuna blushed.
“Th-That is not important right now, Phary.” she told him, and he smirked at her knowingly. Fortuna gave him a gentle glare of warning, then looked at Thorax, eyes soft. “Are you alright Thory?”
“Y-Yes, b-but I’m worried… what if something happens?” Thorax asked nervously.
“It’s going to be okay Thorax. I promise, I will keep you safe.” Fortuna soothed, noticing how he trembled.
“B-But… w-what if…”
“Nothing bad is going to happen, brother.” Pharynx said, walking over. “Just stick near us, and for the Hivemother’s sake, try not to scream, you’ll just draw attention to yourself.”
“O-Okay… a-and Forty has Felix Monilia, right?” Thorax looked at Fortuna, who nodded, reaching up and unclasping the necklace, holding it out to him. He touched a hoof to it and seemed to relax, though only slightly.
“It’s going to be okay.” Fortuna repeated, and he nodded, calmer. Fortuna put the necklace back on, then looked at Pharynx. “Ready, Phary-legatus?”
Pharynx blushed, but nodded. “Yes, Tuney-domina. I am ready.”
“Then let’s go.” Fortuna and Pharynx led Thorax out of the room. “Soldiers! The time has come!”
Every single changeling in the caves moved towards them. Fortuna stood tall and strong beside her son, smiling at him with pride in her eyes as, at her command, he led them out of the cave. Fortuna may not agree with her Queen’s morals in this battle, but she was giving Pharynx an opportunity to take the lead. That’s what mattered to Fortuna.
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Fortuna’s necklace seemed to be working well during the battle, not just for her. Pharynx’s training had done him well, and he was easily throwing off any soldier that tried to attack him. Fortuna gave a proud smile at him, and he returned it, diving back into the fight. Thorax hadn’t been hurt yet as well, which was good, especially considering he was just hovering in midair, clearly out in the open. It might be because Fortuna and Pharynx were nearby; the other soldiers could see how good they were and were keeping away.
Fortuna knocked away another soldier, muttering to herself. “I knew this invasion was a bad idea.”
“I know a worse one.” Pharynx called, dodging a soldier and flying to her.
The two talked calmly in the midst of the battle, which Fortuna found slightly ironic. But then…
Thorax was being surrounded.
Fortuna led Pharynx over to his brother, tackling two of them at once and tossing them away. She saw Pharynx shoot some arrows at two more, driving them off. Fortuna then struck the last one, spinning and kicking him in the side, sending him flying. That was when she heard Thorax scream. She whipped around, eyes widening.
Thorax had been blasted away from Pharynx by a unicorn guard on a building roof. He was now struggling against a large pegasus guard, who was pinning him to a wall. Fortuna snarled, and a fire lit up in her golden eyes.
“No one hurts my sons!” she snarled, streaking towards the guard. She could faintly hear Pharynx shouting for her, assuming he was right behind her.
Fortuna flew headfirst into the guard, grabbing his side with her hooves and resorting to a more straightforward move of biting him in the shoulder, underneath his armor. He howled in pain and shook her off. Fortuna gasped slightly as she felt something snag on his armor. The necklace. Fortuna reached out a hoof for it and barely caught it in her hoof, clutching it.
Catching the necklace did not do her any favors, however, causing her to miss the chance she had to catch herself. She was thrown headfirst into a wall. Head spinning, Fortuna struggled up, hissing and growling at the guard. She then cried out as the guard slammed her into the wall.
Fortuna felt herself slipping into unconsciousness, head drooping. Miraculously, she kept her grip on the necklace. Then, just before she could go completely limp, something as hot as the sun collided with her side. She opened her mouth but the pain burned too much for her to even cry out. She heard a scream, a familiar one…
“Phary…” Fortuna thought weakly, raising her head just enough to try and see him, forcing her eyes open.
There he was, she would recognize those shockingly purple eyes anywhere… he was clutching another form… Thorax, most likely. He was reaching out, towards her. Fortuna smiled sadly as she felt herself being flung far away, her necklace still clutched in her hoof.
All at once, she saw things…
Pharynx beating her at chess for the first time
Thorax staring in awe at Felix Monilia
Standing up to Chrysalis for them both
Snuggling with Pharynx and Thorax as Pharynx recovered from his cold
Holding Pharynx close when he was scared and cried for the first time, in her hooves
Sparring with fourteen-year-old Pharynx
The pride she felt when he became her deputy
Just being in their lives…
It was ironic, Fortuna supposed, as she watched the treeline come closer and closer with her half-closed eyes. How her life was clearly about to end right when she had just watched Pharynx take the next step in his.
“I’m glad you were my apprentice Phary…” Fortuna whispered hoarsely, feeling the wind buffeting her as she braced slightly for impact. “Stay strong, my sons… I believe in you…”
Fortuna took a breath, closing her eyes and submitting herself to her fate. She had done her job, protected her adoptive sons until her last breath. Just as she had sworn she would. Fortuna wondered, briefly, if this was Chrysalis’ plan all along, to get rid of her in the battle…
She didn’t let the thought linger. Instead choosing one last memory of her two boys, wanting her last thought to be one that would make her smile.
Pharynx and Thorax snuggled up to each other as they slept in Fortuna’s room that night when they were ten. They didn’t even realize they were cuddling together, hooves around each other, the holes in their legs locking together perfectly as they slept, secure in the safe hold of their mother-figure’s hooves.
A cloaked figure looked up at the shouting, looking around for the source. They climbed up a tree and observed as two changelings burst through the undergrowth. Both were heavily injured and looked as though they’d been thrown into a wall.
“Fortuna! Tuney!” The first was screeching, his purple eyes scanning the vicinity in frantic worry.
“Pharynx, please-”
“No! She’s here! I know she’s here, she came down here, Fortuna!”
“Pharynx we’re probably miles away from where she landed by now!”
“I don’t care!” He yelled, wings buzzing as he lifted up into the air. “I’ll find her! She needs to come back, she can’t be gone! Fortuna!”
The creature seemed almost sympathetic to the scared changeling, but still hunkered down in the tree. Not getting found was more important, and they weren’t sure of either one’s skill set just yet. The purple and red one was tearing through the trees, still calling the name. Unfortunately, it was one the creature recognized. Though they didn’t know why this changeling was looking for her, they could take a guess.
“Pharynx, give it up!” The second changeling screamed, tears rolling down his face. “Pharynx, she’s… she’s not coming back…”
The first changeling stopped, before he turned to the second with a look that made it seem inevitable that he was going to hurt him. But then, his eyes widened, and he collapsed onto his haunches. The other stepped forwards and seemed to offer a hug.
“You remember what she told you, don’t you?” he asked softly. “We go to war…”
“...Knowing one day we might not come back.” The first spat angrily. “She had her whole life ahead of her, Thorax.”
“You do too. And you’re still here.” He lunged and hugged the other changeling tightly. “I regret being the reason she was hurt, but… but she saved me, Pharynx… she saved me so that you and I could still have each other, e-even if…”
“S-Shut up-”
“Even if she didn’t come back-”
“No!” he pulled away from the second changeling’s hug. “I’m going to find her! We have to find her, the Hive needs a General!”
“Pharynx, you’re their General now.”
The creature seemed surprised, creeping forwards a little bit to see better. The two changelings stared at each other, then the red and black one reached and punched the other in the shoulder, knocking him over. He snarled and bared his fangs at him.
“Fortuna is our General!” he insisted, then tore off again.
“Pharynx! Pharynx, wait! Please! You’re going to push yourself too hard, wait!”
The second changeling’s voice faded into the distance as he followed the other changeling. The figure deemed it safe and jumped down from the tree, looking around to check for more changelings. There were none that the figure could spot and no objects around were seeming to watch the figure, so they simply hung their head and continued on.
“Grief will do that to a creature.” The unknown creature murmured, glancing in the direction the two changelings had gone. “He will soon think clearly again. Hopefully the rest of his Hive will give him room to move on.”
With that, they continued on through the trees, hoping to find proper shelter before nightfall.
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It was late at night and the unknown creature was still moving. They wanted nothing more than to stop and rest, but they were wandering through the Everfree Forest. They knew if they stopped here, their next rest would be their last. There were far too many dangers lurking in the shadows of the Everfree, ones even they would not contend with.
The creature paused briefly to dig a canteen out of a satchel hidden under their cloak. As they took a sip, the moonlight shone through the dense trees for a moment. They stowed away the canteen again, but as they glanced down at their satchel, they spotted something silver glinting in a bush, reflecting the moon’s silvery light.
“What in the…?” They walked over to it cautiously.
The creature reached and carefully lifted up one end of the shining object. It was a silver necklace, glimmering without the need of light, a golden diamond embedded within it. Their eyes widened.
“Felix Monilia…” The creature gave it a tug, seeing it was caught on something. They pulled it out further, revealing a hole-covered hoof, which made their eyes widen. “It can’t be… Aureum in generali… no… Fortuna?”
They reached into the bush, feeling around within it for a few tense moments. The creature seemed to find what they were looking for, and plunged both forelegs in. After a minute of seeming to adjust their hold on something, they gently lifted out a large creature. A gold and silver themed changeling.
“F-Fortuna… it really is you…” The creature breathed, sitting down and checking over the golden general.
The changeling was limp, and the creature could see no breath, nor feel a pulse. They sighed softly, though it was barely audible, and ignited something under their cloak, a horn glowing with a green aura.
“It’s not what you were meant for, and it’s nothing compared to what you should have. But showing up at your home now with you on my back would raise many suspicions. This will have to do.” The creature murmured, cradling the limp changeling. “Hopefully the others will remember you despite it.”
The creature rose again, continuing to cradle Fortuna, and quickly used their magic to clear a space in between the trees, also using their hooves to knock away any rocks and twigs. They then laid Fortuna gently in the grass, placing the necklace on her chest. Their horn continued to glow and the clearing became momentarily awash in the unknown creature’s green aura, before it faded out, and the clearing returned to normal. The creature then brushed back Fortuna’s golden mane, running a hoof through it momentarily.
“You always were lucky until the very end, weren’t you?” They whispered, stifling a chuckle. “I can’t do much, but… may our ancestors carry you safely to Elysium, Fortuna… you should have lived long and had a fulfilling life. You were a great general… I hope whoever succeeds you knows you will always be the greatest.”
They then turned to leave, the hood of their cloak falling down as they moved. Then, the moonlight began to shine through the trees. The silver light illuminated the clearing, and the creature heading back into the forest. But before the creature could go much further, their attention was captured by a sudden, gentle glowing. They paused, silent, and nothing happened. Then, as they were about to continue on their way…
“M… Mi…” A soft voice tried to say, and the creature turned back around.