The Changeling race has been around longer than most ponies realize. They've always found ways to feed themselves without resorting to violence. But after their leader attacks Canterlot, one pony decides to throw away his life to see things ch
The Changeling race has been around longer than most ponies realize. They've always found ways to feed themselves without resorting to violence. But after their leader attacks Canterlot, one pony decides to throw away his life to see things change.
Author Notes: This is my first story i've written and published in any capacity. Please comment and inform me of any mistakes I make throughout the story as well as in tagging and such. Teen & gore tag for later scenes involving live experiments and such.
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“…and the stars began to die above me. The cliffs collapsed into the sea just inches from my face. The world lost all color and the warmth of the fires around me disappeared. I’ve lived for many, many years beyond what I should have been granted upon my birth; seen many sights that none shall see again, experienced nearly all that existed in my lifetime, but this was the only thing I had never felt before. Finally, after all these years, I’ve known what it feels like to finally embrace the end.”
“Not sure I get what he was saying there, sir.” The driver of the cart spoke as I closed my book. “Not that it doesn’t sound interestin’, it just seems a bit over my head.”
He gave the same look he’d given me several times over the last few days, silently asking for my view. I cleared my throat before speaking. “It’s a simple story when you understand the character. It takes place from the view of a pony who was cursed with immortality, and that last paragraph takes place after he finally cures himself.”
He shot a confused glance my way as he spoke up. “I don’t see how immortality would be a curse. We don’t have nearly as much time here as I’d like.”
“Then you feel as most do, but I sympathize with the character. All that time alive, all the friends he’d have to have seen die, all the pain others had inflicted upon him; death would be an act of mercy at that point.”
“So what about the princesses; they’re immortal and they ain’t in pain.” I couldn’t help but groan a bit at this.
“I’m sure the princesses’ lives are full of hardship. Some as extreme as their battle with Discord and their conflict 1,000 years ago. Others as small as the simple boredom that comes with ruling our country for this long. Trust me, when I’m not wandering the wilderness doing field research, I see them on a regular basis. The lives of royalty and their associates might not be filled with as much labor as most, but it’s hard all the same.”
The driver could only sigh as he began to understand my view. We’d done this dance a number of times over the past three days. He happened across me on his way from a town to the west. I requested a lift and he provided. I thought it would’ve been that simple, but boredom gets the best of me easily, and I have a bad habit of reading aloud while outdoors. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to mind. We would discuss whatever book I’d chosen for a bit before moving onto the next one in my bag.
Unfortunately, it seemed that this would be the last of our debates as my destination was finally in sight. Canterlot; the capitol of Equestria and home to the gods who controlled the sun and moon above, as well as a recent victim to the attack of an old and savage foe.
“Should be there within the hour.” My driver almost sounded melancholy as he gave me an update.
“Thank you.” I decided to lie down for a bit as we neared the city, but a revelation stirred me from my thoughts. “I just realized something; we’ve been traveling for three full days and I never once asked your name. I do apologize; these discussions have been so interesting that it must have slipped my mind.”
The stallion let out a big laugh and I noticed the cart swerve a bit before he relaxed himself. “Oh, think nothin’ of it. Most people don’t even bother strikin’ up a conversation with me, much less askin’ my name. ‘Sides, I ain’t asked yours either. But, if you gotta know; it’s Carrier.”
I jumped down to walk alongside him. We were nearly there and I felt my legs cramping again. I can fly of course; I simply prefer the feeling of the ground beneath my feet. “And mine’s Wind Bender. It’s been a pleasure talking to you Carrier.” I threw a casual bow his way as we reached the gate.
There were two unicorn guards standing alert in front of the entrance, and they moved to meet us as we approached. They moved to question Carrier first.
“What is your business in Canterlot?” The smaller of the two asked.
He jerked his head towards me before explaining. “I’m just givin’ this fella a lift and I s’pose I’ll rent a room in town for the night.”
“That reminds me, I almost skimped on your payment!” I reached my wing into my saddlebag and pulled out a coinpurse. “This should cover it, correct?”
I could see his jaw drop as he sized up his payment. “That looks like it’d cover two or three rides o’ that length.”
“Perfect. Then consider the extra your tip and a bonus for dealing with me.”
The guards accepted Carriers explanation and let him continue past the gate before turning their focus on me. “And what business do you have in Canterlot today?” The smaller guard began again.
The larger of the pair chose this moment to finally speak up. “Sir, I recognize those robes he’s wearing. They’re the robes of a scholar up on the castle grounds.”
“That doesn’t mean they’re his or that they’re real! Or do I have to remind you of what happened less than a week ago?! Anypony entering the city could be a spy!” After he finished tearing into the soldier, he turned his attention back to me. “Now then, state your name and reason for entering Canterlot.”
I felt my chest tighten as he asked me his question. I had been living in Canterlot for forty years, served in the employment of the princess for thirty-eight of those, and this was the day that it all changed. I stood my ground and straightened up as I spoke with practiced authority.
“My name is Wind Bender. I am the advisor to the princesses and state itself in the areas of non-unicorn magic as well as head researcher of the non-equestrian history archives. I demand an audience with Captain Shining Armor of the Royal Guard. I will stay here until he can be found.”
Once the pair realized the authority I held over them, they tensed up and gave a quick salute. “Is there any message you would like delivered to him?”
I couldn't help but ground my teeth a bit as I contemplated my next course of action. This was a massive gamble, but the changeling attack a week ago made it a necessary one. “Yes. Tell him that a changeling is waiting at the front gates and wishes to negotiate a deal. That should make him hurry.”
I woke up to three loud bangs coming from the door across the room. Part of me wished I could just stay quiet and try to sleep again, but I had a feeling as to who was outside that door.
“Come in.” It was hard enough for me to say that much.
The door smoothly opened to reveal a royal gaurdspony on the other side; one I recognized straight away. He spoke up before me.
“Captain Armor.” He said while saluting.
“Lieutenant Dagger; at ease.” I didn’t even have the energy to match his salute.
“Did the Changelings attack again? You look like Tartarus.”
I put all the energy I had at my disposal into glaring at his smirking face. He knew damn well I had barely slept since returning from my honeymoon. Although, if the bags under his eyes were any indication, he’d been matching my insomnia quite well.
“Oh don’t give me that look. You should be happy to see me; I made coffee.” My lieutenant took his time walking over to my desk. I moved a few papers off to the side as he levitated the tray from his back and set it down in front of me. The aroma coming from in front of me helped to wake me a bit, but I barely had the energy to bring the cup to my mouth.
Once I finished off my drink, I turned my attention back to the unicorn standing in front of me. “I really hope you’ve come to do more than wake me up.” I cast a glance at his saddlebags which he promptly opened to reveal some papers.
“Of course Captain. We’ve just gotten our new reports from our scouts.” He cleared his throat before reading off the updates. “Northern scouts report no sightings of Changelings and have uncovered no information that would lead to such. Western Scouts report a small settlement that was unmarked on any maps. Upon further inspection, the settlement was a small farming community containing roughly 150 ponies of various races and genders. They recommend updating our maps and posting a small squad to watch them temporarily.”
Both my eyebrows were raised from this “That’s strange; this village isn't on any of our maps?”
“It seems so. Although, the coordinates the scout gave me point to an area pretty far out of the way. It’s possible they might just be trying to avoid the hassle of larger communities.”
“Possibly; inform the western guard to add that town to their patrol routes for now. We’ll figure out how to properly deal with them once this Changeling mess is settles down. Now please continue.”
“The eastern scouts sighted a small squad of Changelings, approximately six total, flying east at roughly thirteen-hundred hours. The troops attempted to pursue but they soon lost sight of them after flying into a forest. The southern scouts encountered a separate group at roughly fifteen-hundred hours. The enemy numbered ten in total and the scouts engaged. Six of the enemies were killed with the remaining retreating soon after the battle began. Two of our soldiers were injured in the battle.” He set the reports down as he finished, but I set them aside to review later.
I leaned back in my chair; mulling over the information. “What do you make of this Lieutenant?” I had my own theory, but it’s good to confirm it before acting.
“Most of the information we’ve been receiving this week seems to point towards the south. It’s possible that they may be based somewhere in that direction. Alternatively, the might simply be regrouping somewhere near our southern borders; preparing their next actions.”
“I agree, but I don’t think we can do too much until we get-“ A knock interrupted the rest of my sentence. “-Until we get more information.” I cleared my throat before calling for the pony on at the door to enter. I figured it would be another of my subordinates with more information, but I was pleasantly surprised by who it was instead. “Hello dear, what brings you around.”
My lovely wife gave a smile that could melt the ice caps before beginning. “Do I need a reason to bother you? You haven’t taken a break since we got back from our honeymoon. I know how important this is, believe me, but you need to at least sleep for a bit.”
“I know dear; but we’re just starting to get a few leads as to where they ran off to. And if we can just get our hands on a drone or two, their queen might not be too far behind.” I looked up to see my wife now just in front of me. I was about to give in and leave my work in the hands of my Lieutenant, until an earth pony guard nearly broke my door off of its hinges. All eyes instantly turned to see what the commotion was.
The guard gave a swift salute before starting. “Captain Armor, I’m sorry for the intrusion but it’s urgent that you follow me right away. Sir Wind Bender is awaiting your presence at the front gates claiming that he has information on the location of a Changeling. He requested you specifically.”
My mind began racing; trying to process the sudden influx of news. My chair flung back hard enough to knock several items of the shelf behind me. “Wind Bender?! He’s been missing since the wedding. Did he say anything else?” The guard, Lieutenant Dagger, Cadance, and I began trotting towards the gate.
“No Sir. Just that he knew the location of a Changeling and he would wait outside the gate for you to arrive.”
“Outside the gate?” Just how urgent was this? “Very well; Cadance, please go inform Princess Celestia of this. Tell her that, if need be, I will be leaving Canterlot to follow up on this information and will be leaving my Lieutenant in my place.”
She looked at me shakily for a second before nodding. “Okay dear, but don’t do anything reckless. And if this leads turns out to be good; make sure you come back with it. I’d like to finally start getting some answers.” She nuzzled my neck for a moment before trotting off to the throne room. Luckily, the day was almost over so most of the court will have left by now.
I turned back to the two soldiers waiting for me. “Let’s continue.” I said sprinting past them. They kept pace with me and it took just a few minutes for us to arrive at the front gate. It normally wouldn’t be a troubling run, but the coffee from earlier was starting to wear off. Still we were here, and a trusted friend was waiting for me.
We walked through the gates and, just like the guard had said, he was waiting. I looked over him and he looked no worse for wear, despite disappearing for a week. His caramel coat looked like he hadn’t bathed in days. His short grey main and tail made him look as though he’d been up for days. And notable bags hung under his bright green eyes. All in all, he looked the same as most other times I’d seen him.
“Wind Bender, it’s good to see you. The guard’s been in an uproar trying to locate you.” It really did put me in a good mood to see him. He and I had been friends for most of my service and seeing him unharmed put at least one of my worries to rest.
He gave a polite bow before beginning. “Shining, it’s good to see you as well. I’m sorry for disappearing, but the Changeling attack shifted my priorities a bit.” He stared at me passively for a moment; his expressions were always difficult to read. “I assume you’re aware of my situation.”
My mind, thankfully, moved back on track. It was great to see him, but he was here for business. “I believe so. I was told you know the location of a Changeling.”
His faced dropped slightly and the air around him seemed to stir a bit. “I believe some of what I said might have gotten lost Shining Armor. My exact words were: ‘A changeling is waiting at the front gates and wishes to negotiate a deal.” He exhaled harshly at the end of his sentence.
My mind was reeling from this, trying to rationalize his words. The word slowed a bit and I understood, very clearly, what his implications were. My horn went alight and I hastily cast a barrier around the stallion in front of me. “Imposter! Reveal yourself now!” My emotions pulled a complete one-eighty and I was so full of rage that I wanted to crush the spell around him, but I thankfully restrained myself from such actions.
He didn’t appear surprised at all, despite his new circumstances. He cleared his throat sharply before speaking up again. “Captain Armor; please calm yourself. It’ll be difficult for you to remain unbiased if you’re contemplating my destruction. And, as for me being an imposter; that is, unfortunately, not the case. I am the same Wind Bender that acted as your first assignment twelve years ago. The same old stallion that would discuss tactics of warfare and teach you the histories of those who border us.”
My mind was in panic mode after this. If Lieutenant Dagger hadn’t taken control of the situation, we very well could’ve been there until the sun rose the next morning.
“If you are a Changeling, as you would have us believe, then please revert to your natural form.” I was thankful that he remained calm. I was already on edge and another of our officers in that situation would only serve to disrupt the soldiers around us.
His face broke into a frown at this request. “Very well; if that is what it will take for this conversation to continue, I’ll change. But please, keep control of yourselves. I find violence appalling when committed without reason.” He closed his eyes and funneled magic into his horn. Green flames surrounded him and just a moment later; a Changeling drone was staring back at us.
“So it’s true.” Thankfully, it was much easier for me to keep my thoughts in check this time. The situation had taken an unpleasant turn, but I still had to keep calm. I quickly thought through all my options and decided on the best one. “Take him to the barracks. I’ll be along shortly to question him.”
I was surprised when the drone’s was the next voice I heard. “Would you allow me to change back to my other form first?” I was surprised to hear it talk at all. During the attack a week ago the only Changeling that spoke at all was their queen. But this one’s voice was much sharper than hers; like a hoof on a blackboard almost. It waited a second before continuing. “I will go anywhere you demand but parading me through the streets in this form would draw quite a bit of unwanted attention.”
All my personal feelings aside; I knew it was right. Walking a Changeling through the city undisguised would no doubt cause a stir. Besides the oddity itself; the recent attack being in everyone’s mind might force some to react in unwarranted ways. “Very well; change back into your previous form. Lieutenant Dagger: restrain his legs and hold him in place. I’ll drop the barrier once that's done.”
“Yes Sir!”
The drone once again cast its magic and transformed again. This time: into a form that made me sick. All the time I’d know him; Wind Bender was very controlled with his emotions. Even when our debates would get heated, he simply kept his cool and looked at me like nothing was wrong at all. And then, once I’d calmed down, he'd toss me a smirk; laughing to himself at how I’d lost my cool. I’d gotten better at keeping calm since then, but ponies’ emotions never change completely and seeing him now was nearly enough to send me back into rage.
Dagger wasted no time casting the spells I requested. Instantly the drone was surrounded by the Lieutenant’s magic. The maroon glow pinned his limbs in place and I dropped the shield a moment later. Two guards were standing by at the gate awaiting orders. I signaled for them to come over and they quickly placed their restraints on Wind’s legs. During this entire affair; Wind Bender kept his stoic appearance. He voiced no complaints at any point in this process besides raising the issue of his appearance. It was unsettling to say the least.
“Alright then; you two take him to the barracks. I’ll be along shortly.” The two that restrained him proceeded to lead Wind off to await questioning. I had to stay there for a bit; clear my head.
"Thoughts Sir?” I had almost expected Dagger to follow the troops back to the barracks. But he was here and my thoughts were all a mess. Looking over my shoulder, I could see he was just as confused as me.
“Something’s off about this whole thing Dagger. The Changelings attack, we drive them out, Wind Bender goes missing, he turns up a week later, and we just now find out he’s a Changeling?!”
“You think he really is an imposter?”
“I’m not sure. Truth be told I’m not sure which would be better. Either Wind Bender really is a Changeling or we're dealing with an imposter which means that the real Wind Bender might be dead. Neither choice is very appealing at the moment.”
That was all that needed to be said. This was a difficult situation and the only upside was the prisoner awaiting question at the barracks. One way or another; I was about to get some answers.
“Lieutenant: please go inform the Princesses of the change of events. Let them know that I’'ll be questioning the drone shortly and will present the situation to them myself once I’m done.”
“Yes Sir!” We both trotted into the city; matching our pace from earlier in the day. It took us less than five minutes to arrive at the castle grounds where we departed ways. I continued my pace for only another minute before arriving at the barracks.
Making my way inside, I noticed that most of the guards had cleared out. The only ones inside, in fact, were the two that had escorted Wind Bender here. They were standing by a sturdy looking door on the far side of the room. What lie beyond was the castle dungeon, and its newest tenant. The soldiers tensed up a bit as I approached and gave a swift salute when I stepped in front of them.
“At ease. Did he give you any trouble on the way over here?” He didn’t seem aggressive while outside the gate but if Wind could keep this hidden, who knows what else he could do.
“None at all Sir. He cooperated the whole way here and is currently sitting quietly in his cell. Would you like us to move him to interrogation Sir?”
“Yes; and then you both can retire for the day. I’d like to be alone when I question him.”
“Yes Sir!” Both of them said with a salute. The guard to my left levitated the keys from a nearby table before unlocking the dungeon door. They both walked in to gather up the Changeling and prepare him for my arrival. It only took them a few minutes to transfer him to interrogation but it felt like an eternity waiting for them. They came back ten minutes later and saluted before exiting the building.
I gathered myself before walking through the door. The hallway I entered wasn’t too big; just a long corridor with several cells on either side. At the end, though, was another door leading to a world of headaches. I’ve spent plenty of time there listening to every form deception out there; from subtle mind tricks to outright cover-ups. And now I was about to have a conversation with a species whose entire existence i based around deceiving others. It was quiet as I walked down through the dungeon. There wasn't too much crime in Canterlot as it was and most ponies were still keeping quiet indoors, so all of the cells in this area were empty at the moment.
Once I arrived at the door, I couldn’t help but hesitate for a moment. On the other side of this door was a pony who was one of my oldest friends. He’d been the first pony I’d ever been ordered to protect once I'd graduated academy and the stallion who had taught me so much about military tactics and history. It's not a stretch to say that I wouldn’t be the soldier I am today without his help. And now it was my job to squeeze him for as much information as possible. It was days like today I wished I drank.
I took one last deep breathe before opening to door. On the other side of the room, chained to the table was Wind Bender. He didn’t even look annoyed with his state. All throughout this day, he’d been calm and collected. He had many opportunities to lose his cool today, and yet here he sat, with the smile of a pony who was happy to see a friend.