The Changeling (Redone)

The Changeling

Prologue

Why is it we must be forced to be what we are? I never wanted to be this. Why couldn’t I have just been normal? Or at least different in a way that everypony else is, just personalities, appendages, cutie marks, and talents. Instead, I have to be one of these...things, these...monsters! Oh, you’re here. I don’t suppose you heard any of that, did ya?...Of course you did….Anyways, I’m Pesticide, though I much prefer the name Evergreen. And as you can see, I am a changeling. Not only that, but the changeling prince. Wait, don’t go, I’m not trying anything. I swear, I’m not like the others. What do I mean? Well, you’ll learn soon enough. In the meantime, would you like some tea? Or maybe a coke? How about some popcorn? No? Well, then. Just take a seat, and relax. For this is my story.

It all started many years back, around the time of my birth. Mother was at that wedding in Canterlot, posing as the bride, making the groom none the wiser. Then Twilight & friends showed up, yadda yadda yadda, you should know all this already. Little did they know when she was blasted off, Mother was pregnant with Shining Armor’s foal. That was me. It wasn’t that long ago, but as a changeling, I was born practically the age of 15.

Perhaps it was my bloodline that makes me think differently. I could never go through with the missions she sent us on. The others followed their orders out of blind obedience. I, on the other hand, never had the conscience for such a thing.If you’ve seen the show Supernatural I was pretty much Sam, whereas the others were all Dean I eventually became Castiel. How do I know about a show in the human world? Well, let’s just say one of our missions was in the human world. “Earth” I believe you call it. Someone was watching the show, and I decided to sit around for it. It was an interesting show.

Anyways, back to the story. One day, about a year afterwards, I couldn’t take it anymore. That night, I flew off. I didn’t care where as long as I got away from there. It was...horrible...to say the least. The worst of it was that I knew my father could never meet me. I mean if your son was a monster, would you love him? Or want him dead? I’m really getting off topic aren’t I? Yeah, I do that a lot. Anyways, I just flew. On the way there, I came up with a…”ponysona” if you will. That’s where Evergreen came from. I was a green pegasus with dark green hair and blue eyes. I hadn’t known what a cutie mark was, so that was out of the question. Best decision I ever made. Why, you ask? Well, now, and here I thought you didn’t trust me.