Horilous, a changeling spy, had been living in Equestria for years before the mega-spells hit. He had wormed his way into the Equestian Hierarchy. He had even gotten hired at the ministry of image. He fell asleep one night, ready for a promotion to manager in his local branch and the brand new pip-buck that came with it. He didn't wake up to that day. He awoke to pillars of radioactive fire, death, and destruction. His chitin was bleached, his body irradiated. However, the world didn't have the decency to let him die. He burrowed his way deep underground. He forced himself into hibernation, hoping the world he would wake up to would be the same he dreamt of days ago.

He would not…

Credit for the original idea goes to Tracer, a reddit friend of mine, who gave me the opportunity to continue his story.

"Winning isn't everything, it's just the only thing that matters."

She had been a star student of some of the best flight teachers in Equestria. She claimed victory in so many schoolyard races. Her name spoke of speed unmatched.

For the first time in her life, she had lost.

She found herself weeded out of the crop of new rookies accepted for the second stage of training. She couldn't understand, she was the best at everything a Pegasus was known for since she was a child.

But now, she's in it for more than first place.

Recent note: So, I was given some advice on my story that I found needed to be followed. Soooo, I followed it. I edited chapter one and will be re-releasing chapter two soon.

Thanks for dealing with this.