The Forgotten Orchard

Chapters

Home Sweet Home
Out in the Fields
Detective cutie marks! GO!
Deep Into the Forgotten Orchard
Back on the Farm
In the Darkness
Sweetie Belles awake now
Apple Blooms Alone
The Final Piece
Scootaloo's Misadventure

Home Sweet Home

Small rays of early morning sun light drifted in between the curtains. The light chill on the breeze was enough to awaken the pony in bed.

"Looks like it's time to start bucking," she said through her awakening yawn.

Her mane was tousled, and awry. The light blonde hairs hiding her barely awake green eyes. Eyes that could easily, and did in fact, capture the fancy of any stallion. Bright green eyes, that when paired with her light dusting of white freckles, could melt even the coldest of hearts. She raised a hoof to brush the hair from her face.

Her hooves were not the softest, or the most polished, but they had seen many years of hard work. They were worn and tired, yet sturdy and undeniably strong. Her coat was, of course, in shambles. She did have a horrible case of bed hair. However, that orange fur was much softer to the touch than any other pony would have guessed.

She climbed out of bed, and did a very lazy pony stretch. Yawning as hard as she could. The muscles in her hind quarters tightened, showing off years of hard work. After her stretch, she turned to fix her bed. After all, who would want a messy bed after a hard days work?

Slowly strolling out of her room and into the hall, she began heading towards another bedroom. One with a lovely sign reading " Cutie Mark Crusaders ONLY"

The orange mare chuckled as she read that sign, it got her everytime. She could never figure out why it was so funny. Maybe it was the charm of those silly fillies. Or maybe, It made her think of happier times, times when she , too, would put up keep out signs.

Slowly pushing the door open, she began to whisper," Sugarcube, it's time ta get up, ya don't wanna be late again fer yer class."

The only answer she got was,"Ah don't wanna. lemme sleep five more minutes mah."

That word. One simple little word. Meaning nothing more to anypony else in the world. Nothing more than a southerners way of saying mom. That word. It made her want to cry. Right then and there. Just, break down all those walls she put up around her heart, and let the tears pour out.

Instead, she walked to the small bed, to the little filly laying so peacefully. Warm and snug in her bed. comforted by the warmth of her blankets, and the gentle touch of her pillow. Her red mane was everywhere. It looked as if it had not been touched by a brush since the day she was born. A smile crept across the orange mares face. her eyelids lowered. Her ears flattened to her head. One deep breathe later," AH SAID ITS TIME TA GET UP!!!! NOW GIT YER FLANK UP AND GET READY FER SCHOOL!!!"

The little yellow filly shot straight out of bed. She almost appeared to have been strapped to a rocket of sorts.

"Ah'm sorry, Apple Bloom, But sometimes, yer just to hard ta wake up. Thankfully, I have a pretty good screamin voice."

"Apple Jack, but why? Ah mean, it's not even a school day.. Ah coulda slept a bit longer."

"Oh ah musta forgot it was saturday.. well since yer up, ah might as well git ya to do some chores ta help out. today starts apple bucking season."

"Forgot.. sure.."

Thankfully, for the little fillies nerves, breakfast went a lot smoother than the waking up process. After she was done with her morning chores, which normally included sweeping and dishes, she ran out the door. "Apple Jack!! Ah'm leaving! Got a day planned with the girls! Ah'm gonna get mah cutie mark!!"

"Sure ya are, sugar cube. Y'all have fun, and remember not to go past the orchard gates. Ah don't wanna find no more fillies in that part of the farm. Ya know that place ain't safe, that's why we closed it down."

"We would never think of going back there.. "

"You better not. Ah'm not playin, little filly. Its a might too dangerous for little filles."

Author's Note

This is my first fanfic.. lol

if it needs something just let me know, other than that, i think we are good XD

wonder what lies in the forgotten part of the orchard??
only time will tell...

Out in the Fields

"Woo We!! Ah almost never thought we would get done with todays section."

She wiped the sweat off her brow, pulling her old dusty stetson off for just a second.

"Eeyup. we finally got it done. Now, we need to figure out what ta do about the "forgotten" part of our orchard."

Nopony knew he could talk so much. All he normally said was just "eeyup" and that was the end of his dialogue..

His red coat dusty from bucking trees, yellow mane a true Rarity nightmare. His green eyes, almost the same shade as his sisters, had dark rings under them. He looked exhausted, like he was bound to pass out on the spot.

" Ah got this covered. Ain't nopony gettin in there after Ah'm done. Now you just go one back to the house and rest up. Don't need ya passin out on me, like a little school filly," She laughed.

"Don't you sass me, youngin. Ah'm the one who stays up all night makin sure you and Apple Bloom are safe. Ah got a right to be exhausted. Ah don't see you on patrol, THEN apple bucking," He snarled. His eyes slanting into an almost fighting manner.

"Oh calm yerself down. Ah told ya Ah could take a shift, but ya always tell me ya got it."

Her tail flicked in an annoying told ya so, kind of way.

Unbeknownst to the two bickering elder siblings, their sweet innocent baby sister and her adorably sweet companions were hiding in the bushes.

"Apple bloom, what are they talking about? Why does Big Mac have to patrol that part of the orchard?" asked the most innocent and sweet filly Ponyville has ever known. Her eyes were big with excitement and wonder, her curled pink and purple mane swaying with the wind.

" I bet it has something to do with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon disappearing.. What if they fillynapped them, and have them hidden in there? We should totally check it out. who knows, maybe a cutie mark in detective work might be fun!!!" Her little orange wings flapping so hard you could almost here them buzz with excitement...

"Scootaloo, get real. Ah know mah family and ah know they'd never do that. But ah would liek to know whats back there.. But Apple Jack told me not to.. "

" Well, If Apple Jack told you not to, then maybe we shouldn't. I mean, we could get in a lot of trouble.."

" Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, How are we going to know, if we don't go. Our cutie marks could be in there. And we will never get them if we don't go."

"Well, it can't hurt if we just peek, right? Ah mean, it's just a peek."

"I'm not sure I want to know. But I don't think I want to be called a chicken, by the chicken."

"HEY!!! Who's idea is this anyway? Sheesh, let's just go."

Meanwhile, back in the farm house, Apple Jack was busy laying out plans to reinforce the protective fences around the darkest part of the orchard. The part where the trees grow like crazy, but produce a very deadly fruit. One bite would easily kill a stallion twice the size of Big Mac.

"Ah figured ah could get twalight to help us this time. She could use her magic to put a barrier on the fencing we use. Ah won't tellher much, just that ah need it to be strong enough to repel changelings. And timberwolves. That outta convince her."

"Ah just hope ya remember to make sure NOTHIN get through this time. Ah certianly don't want none of 'em comin back."

"It'll be foal-proof this time. Ah promise, ain't none of 'em comin back." Her smile being one of those crazed, yet intelligent murderers smiles.

Author's Note

Wonder who they are talking about?
What is going on?
When will we get answers?

That I don't know yet.. LOL
but thanks for reading

Detective cutie marks! GO!

"Girls, slow down. Girls, GIRLS!!! Ah cant carry all this stuff alone. Ah think we each need ta carry somethin." A sweaty, and extremely weighed down Apple Bloom said.

"I planned on helping, I just needed my saddlebag first. I couldn't possibly carry anything without it," Sweetie Belle said in her best Rarity voice.

"Sheesh Apple Bloom. You know our saddle bags are at the tree house. I promise we will help as soon as we get there."

She rolled her orange eyes. Letting out a sarcastic sigh. She was small, like all fillies should be, but her she was built like her family. The Apple family. They were known to be very hardy ponies. Taller than your everyday pony. Apple Bloom wasn't taller, just yet. But her body was beginning to put on the muscle her family was well known for. Her eyes, although not green, were still just as entrancing as her sisters. Those orange irises, the very same orange as Celestias sunrise. She could easily be identified as an Apple family relative.

Her friends, however, could not have come from more different family lines. The girly girl or the group, Sweetie Belle, Was begining to thin out. Her legs were a little lengthy when compared to Apple Blooms and Scootaloo. Her coat was sleek and shiny, and as soft as a newborn fillies. Her mane was luxurious and full of volume, her green eyes shimmered like emeralds. But what could one expect from the little sister to Ponyvilles own Rarity?

Scootaloo was a different story entirely. She was plain. She looked just like your average filly at her age. Except the wild fire in her eyes. She worked so hard, every day to be like her idol, Rainbow Dash. The coolest weather pony in all of Equestria. No matter how hard Scoots tried, Rainbow was always ahead by 20%. Her eyes would never put out their flame. One day, she always told herself, One day I'll be just like her.

When they reached the clubhouse, Apple Bloom dropped all the supplies in the floor.

"Girls, Ah need a break before we go any further."

" Make it a quick one, I don't want to miss anything.." Scootaloo said with a smirk.

After about an hour, the Cutie Mar Crusaders were on their way. On their way to the forgotten Orchard. To discover what secrets were hidden inside those dark tangled branches and roots.

When they reached the edge of the fenced off orchard, they stopped. Their knees were shaking, a faint gloom of terror in their eyes.

"Are y'all sure y'all wanna go in there? Ah'm perfectly fine with going some place else."

"Pssshhhh. Look who's being a scaredy pony.. Me and Sweetie will go without you.. If you are jsut too scared."

"No ah'm not. I was just thinking Sweetie Belle might not want to go in.. Right Sweetie? Sweetie?"

Before they could finish argueing, Sweetie Belle was already crawling in between the boards on the fence. It was as if someone, or something, was calling her. She felt this strange tugging in her chest, as if she needed to be in there. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom hastily ran after her. When they caught up to her, her eyes looked dazed and confused. Her mane was messy from twigs snagging it.

"How in Equestria were you moving so fast? One minute you were beside us, the next, you were almost so far we couldn't see you?"

"I..I.. I honestly don't know. I felt, I felt this pulling, a calling almost. I'm not sure what it was. But there is DEFINITELY somepony else out here."

"Ya really think so? But ah don't see anypony."

"Maybe I was just dreaming," she giggled."in that trance I was in. maybe I just dreamed somepony was here."

She knew the truth. Somepony was out there, and they were watching the three young fillies.

Deep Into the Forgotten Orchard

"Ah think we are lost. And uhm, Ah think we should try to get out of here. Ah feel real uneasy here. There's something just not right about this." Apple Blooms face plastered with fear. Her eyes were watery, her fur was caked in blackish mud. Her mane was stuck flat to her head from sweat and mud. A small twig even adorned her head, in an almost decorative kind of way.

Sweetie Belle was almost no longer recognizable. Her fur, too, was covered in the blackish mud. Her mane was destroyed. It looked like a yarn ball that had been attacked by numerous kittens. her horn was emitting a faint glow. A beginners spell Twilight Sparkle had taught her.

Scootaloos wings were so caked in muck she couldn't even extend them. her big purple eyes were about the only thing pony. She was completely covered. Sticks and leaves clung to her, as if she was some sort of savior.

"Apple Bloom, we are trying. Don't you know how to get out of here?"

"No Ah don't. Ah've never been in here."

It was that moment all three fillies froze. Their eyes wide in terror, knees shaking. Out of breathe and teeth chattering.

"Wha-What was that?"

It was almost a whisper. A faint whisper. Yet something about it sounded oddly familiar. Like a voice they have heard most of their lives, a taunting, almost evil voice. And yet, it sounded like it was in pain. so weak and feeble. The girls slowly began to let curiosity over power their fear. Slowly and cautiously, they began to move toward the voice. One tiny step after another. The black mud sucking their hooves every time they took a step. Twigs scrapping their bodies, thorns trying to dig deep into their warm flesh.

After what felt like an eternity to the girls, the sounds was just on the other side of some brush.

"Alright girls, Ah'm going to look through first. Just in case, Y'all get ready to run." Her Apple family loyalty showing through. It always seemed the Apples put everyone before themselves. She poked her head through. Just enough to see what was making those horrible noises.

"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

With that she fell backward, trying to scramble away in mud. Curious, Scootaloo decided to have a look. Just as Apple Bloom before her, her head barely went in.

"OH MY SWEET CELESTIA!!! IT"S DIAMOND TIARA!!!"

That was all it took for all three fillies to run, as fast as possible in mud, toward the pony. Her frail body a mere corpse of what it was. She used to be the prettiest and most popular filly in school.

Her light pink fur was ripped in some places. Her skin, Lacerated and bleeding heavily. Her mane was mangled and in such a disarray.. Her sky blue eyes, once filled with life and ignorant bliss, were now darkened. Her fire for life was now perished. Her body, once coveted by many school fillies, was now torn and pathetic. Her bones could now be seen, as if she were just mere bone and skin. She was too weak to move herself out of the mud. Her voice was now jsut a mere whipser, a raspy, dying whisper.

"Heee....lllll...."

"Ah honestly don't want to touch her, but we can't just leave her here. Whattdaya suppose we should do?"

"Well, I say we try to help. She looks like she has been attacked. Unless we try to help we may not know what it was."

"Ah still don't want to touch her."

Despite the not wanting to touch her, the three young fillies began pulling Diamond Tiara out of the mud. Unfortunately for Apple Bloom, They loaded the almost zombiefied Diamond onto her back.

"Remind me why Ah'm carryin the nasty zombie girl who used to bully us?"

"Cause you're way stronger than we could ever hope to be!" Sweetie Belle said with a cute smile.

"ugh. This thing stinks. She smells like a dead critter."

"She might be dead," laughed scootaloo.

As they trudged on, Sweetie couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She knew someone, or something, was out there. Waiting. She didn't want to tell her friends, But she was afraid. Afraid that whatever happened to Diamond Tiara, would happen to them

Back on the Farm

Apple Jack was pacing the living room floor. Back and forth, back and forth. A worried look, paired with confusion and pain was plastered to her face.

She had been out a little earlier to look for her sister. She knew sometimes those silly fillies would run off to someponies house for a sleep over, but the news she got was far worse than that.

"Big Mac!!!" She yelled as he walked in the door. "Ah, Ah don't know what go into that little fillies head, but we may have to break our word. Ah know that's not how we operate, but Big Mac, Apple Bloom..She.. " Her eyes filled with tears, her bottom lip trembling. All her pacing had caused her red ribbon to come free from her mane. Her blonde mane was a mess. Damped with tears that now poured freely from her bright green eyes.

"Ah already know. They told me. But we can't go in there. We just can't. It's up to her to fix what she has done. You know this, as well as Ah do. Eeyup, that's what;s got to happen."

"You can't.. You won't.. Big Mac she's our sister!! Our baby Sister!!! we can't just leave her!!"

"Either she fixes what she has done. or everyone dies. It's your choice AJ. And Ah pray to Celestia, you make tha right one."

With that, he slowly walked to his room. His head hung low, his ears pressed back against his head. The piece of hay falling to the floor. Everything was so quiet, you could almost hear it hit the floor. He slowly looked back, and to Apple Jacks surprise, his eyes were wet with tears. His face stained with pain, tear trails left in the dust on his face.

The following morning, the Apples got up to start the day as usual. A heavy grief fell upon the heads of the eldest siblings. Through this grief, they continued on in their daily chores.

Just when it seemed the day wouldn't end, Twilight Sparkle came by the farm.

"Applejack I'm here to help with the fencing. I'm not sure why you need me to just fence in some trees, but okay."

She tried to put on her best fake smile. She explained that they farm has had a problem with timberwolves lately. hint the need for a magical fence.

Right away Twilight got started. It wasn't too late in the evening before she finished.

As they sat down from finishing the fence, Twilight became too curious.

"Apple Jack, has there been any word on the two fillies who disappeared? Have you went in there to see if those two might be ok? I just think somepony should at least go in there to look for them."

Furious at her friend, she yelled," Ah waned everypony there were Timberwolves in there. But nobody listens ta me. By now, them youngins are as good as dead. If they ain't been ate, then they'll surely starve. But ah ain't letting anypony else in there! You got it? It's for everyponies own good nopony go in there!!! now just go on an get home. Ah don't wanna hear no more!"

And with that, She turned and ran back to her house. The Farmhouse. Where her brother, her, and her sister lived. Where they raised Apple Bloom. Where they shared all the laughs, and all the arguments. Where life was good. Or at least, where it was, until they came along.

In the Darkness

Lost, cold, and tired, the three fillies, and added shell of a filly, came to a stop. They had found some flat rocks sticking out of the mud, perfect for camping on. As they climbed up onto the rocks, Diamond Tiara almost slid off Apple Blooms back. With quick as a flash moves, Scootaloo managed to catch her and help put her on the rocks.

"Well Ah guess it's a good thing we brought camping stuff. And food, Although if we run out, looks like there are some apples growing out here. So we will at least have those."

"I'm so tired, and I want a bath, and my bed. This is horrible, Why did we come here? "

"You were the one who walked in. Remember?"

"Oh yea.."

The girls quickly set up a small camp, and a small fire. They laid Diamond Tiara next to the fire, and managed to get her to drink some water. She was too weak to chew food, So the girls thought maybe water would be enough. They all laid down, near the warmth and light of the fire. Exhaustion soon set in, as the three lost fillies soon fell into a restless slumber.

" OH SWEET CELESTIA!!!! SWEETIE BELLE!!! SWEETIE BELLE?!?! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!"

Apple Bloom awoke to the sound of Scootaloos frantic screaming. As her eyes opened she realized Sweetie Belle and Diamond Tiara were gone. As if they just disappeared into thin air.

"Git yer saddle bag, we are going to look for her!!," Apple Bloom yelled at scootaloo.

"I.. I woke up and she was gone. Just gone. What is this place, what's going on? Apple Bloom.. Why the buck is this place even on your farm???"

"ah don't know, but if we want to find her, we got to stay calm and work together." as calmly as any panicked filly could say.

And with that, the two set off. Hoping to find their friend.

The Orchard was more of an abandoned forest. And as the day went on, the air become heavier and heavier. They were just trudging along the best they could. Feeling like they were barely making it. Scootaloos ears shot up.. Her eyes became wide with fear. She began frantically looking about. As if someone was there. As if it all became clear what Sweetie Belle had heard.

"Scoots, are ya ok? hey!! scootaloo, talk to me.. SCOOTS?!?!"

Before she could stop her, Scootaloo took off running as fast as she could. It almost looked as if she was, flying?
But, no, that couldn't be, thought Apple Bloom. She doesn't know how to fly yet..

Scootaloo was definitely flying. But she wasn't doing the lfying herself.

She felt hooves grab her. Hooves she couldn't see. But they were there. And they picked her up like she was nothing, only to fly off with her through the dense trees.

Apple Bloom couldn't scream, she couldn't move. Her body was stiff from such a shock. Seeing Scootaloo just take off flying like that, in a total state of fear. It was too much for her to process. She had no idea what just happened, or if she would ever see her friends again. Or her family. Her wonderfully happy family. The ponies she cared about.

If only they would have listened and stayed away. She would still be there with all of them.

Sweetie Belles awake now

Her eyes fluttered open. As if she was just waking up from a nap. One of those, sprawled out on the hillside, warmed by the sunlight, kind of naps. But as soon as her eyes actually opened, it dawned on her, this was no cheerful, happy nap. However, much to her surprise, she was on a bed.

Her body began to panic when she realized she was tied down. Her Body had been cleaned of all the mud. her beautiful white silky fur was once again proudly showing itself off. Her mane had been washed and brushed back into her cute little curls, her tail even felt brushed. Her eyes felt a little strange, as if they had makeup on them. Her horn felt new and polished. She would have felt simply marvelous had she not been tied down to a bed.

Her hooves were each secured in a cuff. a leather cuff. Something soft,yet strong. Each of those cuffs were connected to a chain. which in turn, connected to a bed post. However, she soon realized that while they were all attached, they were not pulled taunt. They were slack, as if to give her some room to get comfortable. She slowly sat up. Looking around the room. She was stunned. While the room was dark, it was decorated with some of the finest gems she had ever seen. Emeralds adorned the bed posts, sapphires in the mirror, and diamonds in the chandelier. She wasn't sure what to think about this. Whoever had her, did indeed have great taste, and money.

Suddenly she snapped out of her daze as she heard a door creak open. As she turned around, she noticed a figure coming into the room. Sweetie attempted to run off the bed. This ultimately failed. It left her with her rump in the air. fully exposed to whoever was coming towards her. Just as she was about to adjust herself, the chains tightened. forcing her to stay put as she was. Her faced became flustered as she felt hot breathe on her flank. She heard somepony inhale deeply, and felt something she assumed was their tongue, run over her blank flank.

"Who are you!?!?! What do you want with me?!?! Why am I here?!?! I want to go home!!! Let me go!!!" And with that she began to cry. Her sobbing must have annoyed whoever was holding her hostage. Just as she hoped they were walking away to leave her along, she heard hoofsteps coming back toward her.

"My dear, you can either lift up your head and look at me, or I can force you. The queen said i must treat you with care, like a most prized possession. So that I will."

She looked up, in the direction of this voice. This soft masculine voice, which hid a deeper hiss than she could have imagined. When their eyes met, Sweetie felt she might faint. His eyes were ice blue. He had no mane, he was covered in holes. A changeling!! As she opened her mouth to scream, he quietened her with a ball gag.

"Now please, I must insure you are ripe enough. I would greatly enjoy your cooperation so that I have no need to drug you again."

He took her face into his hoof, and wiped a tear off with the other. He gently bent down and ran his tong over her horn. The sudden touch made her jerk. Then blush a deep rose.

"Ah, I see you have yet to experience that. Oh I do hope that means you have failed to experience all things of this nature. It would insure you of a fate most worthy."

She began to cry as he lowered her head and walked away, back towards her rump. He ran his hoof down her side, clearly enjoying the silky feel of her fur. he then leaned in close to her, and ran his tongue over her, Stopping before be reached her Most private of areas. Se cringed., Praying he would go no further. Instead he Pulled his snout just mere inches away from her, and inhaled deeply.

"Ah, perfect. This news will please the queen greatly. I am please those ponies would keep their end of the bargain. Such a fine specimen they have so graciously sacrificed.. Ah yes, You will do quit nicely."

He left shortly after. Sweetie let out a quick sigh of relief, only to hear the door burst open and more hoofsteps. These sounded like they were running. Her hopes began to rise as she thought maybe someone had come to save her. Just as she began to get excited, she felt a tugging at her tail. It felt as if her tail was being tied up, as to not be in the way of her fillyhood. She began to panic, but was unable to move. then everything went silent. It was a painful silence. One that would bring anypony to their knees.

She then felt breathe again. This time. It was on her fillyhood. She was frightened of what would happen, yet, at the same time, aroused. It was a sensation she had never felt. She knew this year brought about her first heat, and had been feeling strange feelings, but, this. This was new. This warm breathe on her like it was. Her body jumped when the other ponies nose grazed her.

She became confused. Not sure what to think. It was all to much. She strained to see who it was, but before that could happen, she was hit with the worst pain she had ever felt. far worse than just scraping her knee, or falling. She had been penetrated!!! Whoever this was literally took advantage of her. She began to cry, her body shaking from the pain. He bagan to thrust more and more, faster and harder. Her body was on the verge of giving out. That was, until she felt someone licking her horn. There was more than one pony. One was in her, the other was having a relationship with her horn. As she tried to look up, her eyes rolled back into her head. between the pain and pleasure, she wasn't sure what to feel. She wanted to cry out in ecstasy. But she also wanted to cry out in pain.

Just when she couldn't contain herself, her body let loose the strongest orgasm either assailant had ever seen. The male who had mounted her had finished shortly after sweetie. He then pulled out and left. A tired and staggering male.And a tired and used Sweetie.

Hours after the ordeal, she heard more hoofsteps. She braced herself, she felt it was coming again. She heard a females voice this time. Only, it sounded like two voices at once. Confused, she looked up. Before her stood none other then Queen of the changelings. Chrysalis.

"My newest subject. Youare awake and fine I see. I am glad that did not kill you. You are one of the few mares to survive that. "

"Mmmmm...MMMpphhhhhmmmm"

"Oh dear, I forgot to explain... I suppose thats what you are wanting to know. Why?
Let me put it simply. You see. I have laid so many eggs, my body simply cannot lay anymore. The female changelings cannot lay eggs. They an care for and raise the pupae, but they cannot reproduce. This is where you come in. Although, to be honest, I wasn't expecting them to sacrifice somepony so close to their family. Oh well, You are a fine choice, and will, without a doubt, produce fine young. But, now that the breeding has taken place, we must begin your transformation process soon. Lest we loose all those precious eggs you are now creating."

The door flung open.

"Your majesty, Sorry to interrupt, but We have another female we need to inspect. It seems those Apple ponies Are sending a few virgin mares to insure we find a proper fit."

"Well, after those two pitiful mare before.. that Tiara and spoon duo, I'd hope they sent more."

Apple Blooms Alone

"Hello? Hello?"

Apple Bloom asked for the thousandth time.

"Ah'm not sure how long Ah've been here, but Ah'd appreciate something to eat. Ah'm really hungry."

A changeling came to the door of her cell.

"Really? I literally fed you yesterday. You ponies are so needy. Glad I'll be taking you home here soon."

" might ah ask how long ah've been here, and have mah brother and sister sent y'all what it is ya'll wanted? Cause Ah wanna go home"

"Finally they have. We have watched them slaughter tons of mares, even leave them stranded here in this orchard we call home. All in search of the perfect mare. And If I heard right, they finally have. And you've only been here a week.

She could care less. Honestly she just liked hearing him talk. It got lonely here. Wherever here is. She just wanted to get home. She had some unfinished business to attend to..

"GUARD! You may take her home. After so many years of searching, we have found her. This one os of no use to use any longer. Return her home."

"Yes my Queen."

After a quick bow, the guard opened the door the Apple Blooms cell and picked her up.

A short flight later, the changeling guard was dropping her off back at her home.

The door flew open as Apple Jack and Big Mac came running outside.

"Apple Bloom!! AH told y'all not to go in that orchard!!! How did ya get out?"

"Uh, Ah never went in there. Ah was here, waiting for the girls, and the next thing Ah knew ah was being carried away. only to be put in a cell. and left for a week."

Puzzled, the elder siblings looked at each other. the realization of what happened suddenly came crashing down on them. The changelings they had living in that part of the orchard had fooled them to get Apple Blooms friends. Due to being the last two of age fillies. They were at the perfect age. The age where they were just about to hit marehood.

"Well Ah don't care, ah'm just glad you're home."

Applejack pulled her younger sibling into a tight hug. One she never wanted to let go of.

The Final Piece

Sweetie Belles body felt like it was being wrung out. Like she has been twisted, and tossed. Maybe even hit by some boulders. She had no idea what was going on. Or why.

"Now, don't fret my pretty little one. Soon it will be all over. And you, shall take my place. Well, you shall rule under me until I am no longer able to rule at all. A replacement queen. Since I Can not give birth to the heir. I have to make one. And You. You are perfect."

Sweetie Belle wanted to scream, but she couldn't. No sound would come out.
She felt a warm feeling crawl up her legs. As she looked down, she noticed a few holes forming in her legs. She panicked!! Why were these holes forming? what was going on? Why her?

As the procedure went on, Sweeties legs began the lengthen, To the same size as the Queens. She had fewer holes in hers, and her fur stayed white. She felt her body begin to grow. Insect like wings sprouted up from behind her shoulder blades. Her cute curly hair began to grow, holes forming here and there, but still maintaining a curled look.

After 4 hours, it was done. Sweeties transformation into a changeling queen was finally finished. She was stunning. Even Chrysalis herself was feeling a touch jealous. The guards then brought her the carapace. A customary item that every queen wears. Hers was a pinkish purple. matching her mane. Her new wings slid easily into place. And a small crown, an exact replica of Chrysalis'.

"Ah, this new form. It feels. It feels so different, yet, so much better. I could get used to this. But I still wonder, why the rushed breeding?"

"HAHAHAAHA!! The full moon rises tonight. I can no longer lay eggs. You can. A changeling Queen can only lay eggs by a full moons silver light. The silver Moon is tonight. So Begins your training as the new Changeling Queen."

Back at the farmhouse:

"Ah don't get why y'all were sending em mares anyway. Ah thought the changelings were the enemies."

"I'm afraid not. Apple Bloom. Some how in the crazy scheme of things, Granny Smith was taken. They held her hostage. They sent a drone here to watch over us. IF we so much as Took a breath wrong, it was reported. If we didn't give them what they wanted. They were going to kill her, and you. So Ah figured, better we sacrifice some mares then to lose our family.'

"Ah still don't get it. Why us? Why not some other family? What did we do to deserve it, heck, why?"

"Applebloom. They know our darkest secrets. Everything we have ever done. they were going to expose those. And we cant have that."

"Our what?"

"We are not as we appear. We have killed, we have stolen, and we have beaten our way to the top. There is no competition for apples because we insure there isn't. By any means necessary."

Her face drained of all color. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her family? Kill other ponies?

"Yes darlin,we did. We killed every competitor that ever dared to challenge us."

"So it was a few mares, or our family. And what's a few mares compared to our family? Plus now they have the mare they wanted, so they'll leave us alone."

Author's Note

maybe ill go back in adn fix this end. but for now, im going to sleep :P

Scootaloo's Misadventure

"This? This is what they send? Oh well, at least one of them will do. This one, she can't even fly.. Oh well, Send in the tester to see if she will work. I suppose having more than one will work."

Scootaloos eyes popped open. Her body was tied down to an exam table. her wings, stretched out to an almost painful point. Her flank was elevated higher than the rest of her. At this thought, she began to struggle and blush. She felt hot breath right on her fillyhood. She was mere days away from her first heat, so this sudden burst of warmth made her squirm with desire.

" This one is good, but not as perfect as the other mare. This one would make for a good breeder, she has potential to be great, but, is too rash. Plus i dont believe she will have the physical prowess you want. However, she is filled to the brim with love, so she may also make a good feeder."

"Send her to my quarters. I could use a snack."

"Yes my Queen."

Scoots eyes began to water. Her body began to tremble at the thought of being someponies food.

They began to roll her out of the room. the hallway was just as dark as the first room. After about 10 minutes, they stopped. The doors opened and before scootaloo was the biggest and most magnificent room she had ever seen. Jewels, and silver. Plush cushions. More food and drink than she had ever seen. They released her from her restraints and forced her into the room.

She tried beating on the door. She screamed and cried. After 40 minutes or so, she heard somepony else in the room. She got ready for an attack.

"Wow Scoots, going to attack me for coming in here?"

An all to familiar voice. Rainbow Dash!! She was saved! Rainbow could bust them out of here, and save Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. However, much to her dismay, Rainbow dash simply strolled over to scoots. She shoved her nose right into scoots plot.. Scoots Blushed and moved away.

"Rainbow! what are you doing?"

"Oh come on now, kid. Don't you wanna have some fun? I can show you a bunch of tricks no pony else knows. Just me, and you"

She looked at Scootaloo. Lowered her eyelids, and began to lick her lips.

Oh my celestia, she looks so hot like that.. but what should i do? If i say no she may not ever talk to me again, but if i do, everyone will tease me about being a filly fooler, she thought to herself..

Before Scoots knew what was going on, Rainbow Dash was on her. Biting her. Hitting her. And laughing at her.

Scootaloos opened her eyes just in time to see Queen Chrysalis standing above her.

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

Author's Note

What is going on here? just why and what?

Keep reading.. :P