Sit. A special changeling

It's been a few days now. Sit hid in a body of a dead changeling. He watched how a small swarm of drones flew past him. As they were out of sight he leaves the body. It didn't take him long to figure out how his abillity works.

When he relaxed his entire body he was able to become fluid. He was able to move in that form and even enter bodies or other things. But he found out that he still felt pain even if he didn't really take any danage. if he gets seperated he could easily gather again but it hurt as if that part of him got cut off. The pain was even worse when he entered something. It was like pressing himself into a much to small room and as if his entire body gets crushed. Butit was his only way to survive.

He was a little smaller as his brothers and much weaker. also he had no wings and no horn. But what was worst... He wasn't able to transform. From his instincts he knew taht he should be able to transform his body into anything he desires, but as he tried nothing happened. After a few tries he gave up.

The following days were even worse. He saw how groups of older changleings flew around and killed each other. If one of them got killed they accepted teh murderer into their group and continued their mercyless work.

He was hungry. Since he was born he didn't eat anything. He knew that he had to feed on love. His instincts told him that much. He also knew that there were sleeping prisoners in the upper levels of the hive that were captured to let the changelings feed of their love as they dreamed about their closest ones. But to get up there he needed a disguise. Just the stronger ones were allowed to enter there and even they got attacked sometimes. But if he would not go up there he would starve. So he made a plan.

He knew that he could enter dead bodies and also move with them a little but that wont be enough he feared. He needed a living one. But how would he able to get one? Sit decided to remain silent until an oportunity would appear. But the longer he waited the weaker he got. He needed to act and that soon. So he gave up his safe plan to wait until an oportunity appeared and decided to make his own.

As a small group of really big drones flew by he moved a body a little. One of the bigger ones saw it and told his comrades to keep flying and that he can deal with that alone. The pride and the envy of the drones where their biggest weakeness.

As the big one moved around the corner in a small passage Sit dropped down from the ceiling on the head of teh much taller drone. The surprised drone couldn't do anything as Sit became fluid and entered teh cahngelings body through his ears, nose and mouth. He wasn't even able to scream or do anything.

The entire take over didn't even take ten seconds and Sit now was in the head and body of the helpless changeling. He tried to move but the body resisted. Sit cincentrated around the brain and cut it off from the blood circualtion and the host lost his conciousness. Now Sit was able to move. Carefully slow and shaky in the beginning but after a couple of minutes he was able to move freely. But there was one problem. He wasn't able to fly. He thought about the problem and decided to do the only logical thing to explain why he couldn't fly.

He crushed the wings. There wasn't any pain for him but the host regained conciousness again and struggled. Sit put him back to sleep. He then walked back to one of the great halls where most of the changelings spent most of their time.

He was careful not to show any weakness. He wasn't safe. His damaged wings drew the attention of many of the smaller and even some of the bigger changelings but it seemed they knew the one he took over and tehy didn't try to attack him. He passed the hall and took some simple stairs up to the chambers of the imprisoned ponies to get something to eat. he felt really weak but he acted as if he was the strongest.

A small group of drones was infront of the room. Sit pushed teh ones aside taht didn't get away fast enough. teh others ran.

As he entered teh room there were 30 ponies of all kind and gender in the room. all asleep under a spell that forces them to dream of their loved ones. Just the stronger ones were allowed to enter. Well not allowed. but of course everyone aited here to take down the ones who are off guard while feeding on the ponies in there.

Sit walks up to one of the ponies an places the horn of his host against it. He then enters the dream of the pony.