Twilight Sparkle, Changeling Princess

by mojomcm

Rating: teen
Tags: Alternate Universe, Other, Changelings, Queen Chrysalis, Adventure, Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 2208

Twilight Sparkle: a name often associated with magic, friendship, harmony, and most recently, ascendant princess of Equestria. Nopony, not even herself, could have thought that she would be a changeling.

Twilight Sparkle: a name often associated with magic, friendship, harmony, and most recently, ascendant princess of Equestria.
Nopony, not even herself, could have thought that she would be a changeling.
Especially not a changeling princess.

*I may add more tags as the story continues on.*
*There will be no romance/dating relationships whatsoever.*
*Thanks to you readers, who managed to get this story into the Popular Stories box.*
*Old cover can be found here: http://mojomcm.deviantart.com/art/Twilight-Sparkle-Changeling-Princess-443381533*

Published 2014-03-30 14:30:04 UTC
Last updated 2014-04-01 23:43:32 UTC

Bonus Chapter/Prologue

Author's Note

Chapter title comes from "I See Fire" by Ed Sheeran, which plays during The Hobbit 2.

This chapter is more of a deleted scene than anything.

Bonus Chapter/Prologue

Fifteen Years Ago...

Deep within the heart of the Badlands, a cavern-riddled wasteland south of Equestria, resides the Hive. This hive was no ordinary hive, for instead of housing bees or some other from of insect, the Hive's inhabitants were a creature almost unknown to Equestria and its ponies.

Celestia, monarch of Equestria and princess of the sun, did know what was in the Hive as she flew into the Badlands. She had heard reports of attacks and ponyknappings on the nearby towns, such as Appleoosa. These attacks were no ordinary occurance, and the strangest part was that the attackers were changelings, creatures that had not been seen in almost five hundred years. These changelings were those that dwelled within the caves that made up the Hive.

Landing with a thud and a silent promise to eat less cake before bed, Princess Celestia strolled into the Hive as if it were her own castle, with the expeption that any and every changeling she saw was instantaneously incinerated in a blast of bright gold magic, heated to temperatures that would make the sun itself turn on the air conditioner. Celestia's usually colorful mane was a firey inferno, and her tail left scorch marks on the floor behind the white alicorn. Her hoofprints were seared into the ground as she walked. Nopony had, nor ever will see the sun princess as angry--no, livid--as she was that day.

"Come out, Chrysalis!" Celestia called out into the tunnels. "You will harm no more of my little ponies!"

"Make me," Queen Chrysalis hissed, allowing her buzzing voice to bounce off of the walls and reverberate throught the Hive, so as to throw Celestia away from her true location.

Celestia snorted and blasted apart the walls around herself, and walked through the new doorway into what appeared to be a hatchery. Changeling eggs glowed greeen and dotted the floor in groups, while tiny nymphs hung from the ceiling inside slimy green cocoons. The baby changeling drones slept soundly, even throught Celestia's rampage.

"Chrysalis?" Celestia growled, her hair flickering in its own flame. "Where are you?"

"Right here," the queen said, standing right behind Princess Celestia. Her sickly green mane and tail hung limp like sea weed, and was desperately in need of a wash. Chrysalis' carapace was dirty and her wings looked even more fragile than usual. Her hooves had gaping holes up past the knee, and her stomach was sunk in, both signs of starvation.

"You look terrible," Celestia taunted. "I'd have thought you would actually look fed after attacking so many ponies."

Chrysalis chuckled, which soon turned into a wheezing cough, as she said, "It wasn't for me."

"Then who did you attack my ponies for?" Celestia asked, horn charging up with bright gold magic. "Moi?"

"No!" Chrysalis snarled. "And you won't lay a hoof on her! I won't let you!"

"You? You couldn't even keep me out of your own home, much less away from any of your changelings," Celestia scoffed, her flaming hair crackling in rage. To emphasize her point, Celestia's magic shot out, blasting away a clutch of eggs. Tiny bits of shell and ash floated down from where the eggs had sat.

Chrysalis gasped, her breath caught in her throat. "You-you-you monster," she choked out, having heard the unhatched changelings die within the hivemind, which was the mental connection all changelings had.

"Oh no. You're the monster," Celestia said as she incinerated more of the eggs and even some of the cocoons, all of which Chrysalis could hear in her mind.

The changeling tried to shield the eggs, disrupt Celestia's magic, even attack Celestia herself, to no effect. Chrysalis heard a shriek that nearly deafened her before she realized that it was her own scream, wailing with a mother's agony.

"Scared?" Princess Celestia asked. "You should be. Nopony hurts my little ponies."

Chrysalis' scream turned into a choking sob. "I had no choice! Please, I beg of you! Spare my children!"

Celestia scoffed, "You are in no position to beg for mercy. Perhaps twenty victims ago..."

Chrysalis shivered, sobbing. Her frail wings quivered with her cries. "Spare us! Please! Please."

The princess ignored her, instead turning to a private room adjacent to the demolished hatchery. Stepping inside the crude door, Celestia lit up the room, her firey mane giving off more than enough light. The room's sole occupant, a tiny unicorn filly, slept soundly inside a green-tinted cocoon.

"Thou hast gone too far, Queen Chrysalis," Celestia spat out, turning back to the crying changeling. "Who doth thou thinkist thou art?" she growled backing Chrysalis into the wall. "Who doth thou think thou are?!"

"I-I don't-I don't know what-what you're--"

"Have thou no boundaries to your evil, twisted ways?!" Celestia screamed, her flaming hair crackling madly. "You will most certainly pay!"

"Have I not paid enough?!"

"I shalt have thou sent to the depths of Tartarus for what thou hast wrought!"

Chrysalis collapsed, covering her face with her forehooves. She peeked up at Celestia through the holes in her legs. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Princess Celestia jerked her head towards the room housing the unicorn filly. "Even thou shouldst know that foalknapping is a most henious crime, punishable by death!"

"Foalknapping...?" Chrysalis asked hoasely, her eyes widening and her pupils shrinking to pinpricks. "No! That isn't--She's--I'm not--!"

"Plead all thou wish, all thine evidence is against thou."

Chrysalis grabbed at the white alicorn. "No! Please don't! Don't touch her!"

Celestia shook the changeling off and glared at her. "Don't touch me."

Tears ran down Chrysalis' cheeks and onto her chitinous hooves as she cried out, "Don't hurt my daughter!"

The sun princess froze, and without turning around, said in a voice cold as ice, "Cease thine lies, for they fall on deaf ears. Thou shalt steal away no more of my ponies as long as I shall live." Celestia met Chrysalis' eyes. "And I will live forever."

Chrysalis whimpered quietly as Celestia's golden magic pulled the filly from her cocoon. In the light, both monarchs could see the infant clearly. Soft lavender fur met straight purple hair, and when the filly yawned and opened her eyes, Celestia saw big, bright purple irises staring up at her. The princess' own mane and tail died down from a firey inferno to a soft rainbow of pastels as she smiled at the child.

"I will not kill you here," Celestia said after a pause. "And risk harming one of my little ponies."

Chrysalis sighed with relief.

"But, so help me, if you ever step hoof in Equestria again, I will send you straight to Tartarus."

Chapter 1

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Chapter 2

Deep within the heart of the Badlands, a cavern-riddled wasteland south of Equestria, resides the Hive. This hive was no ordinary hive, for instead of housing bees or some other from of insect, the Hive's inhabitants were changelings. One changeling, the queen, stood outside the Hive watching the single road that led to where she stood. She was waiting for somepony very special, the pony who would be the saviour of her race. That pony was her long lost daughter.

Chrysalis smiled, her fangs glinting in the sun. A ring of green flame, the signature appearance of a portal, had appeared a little ways down the path. She could see three of her loyal drones carrying an unconscious alicorn mare, one she recognized from the Canterlot incident. Oh, how she wished she could hate Twilight Sparkle.

But she couldn't.

All she felt was joy, joy that Twilight was alive, and love. Love that was so vital to the changelings' nature, love that only a queen--nay, a mother--could produce. Love that would make her daughter more powerful than the sun and moon, if not all of Canterlot combined. It was no wonder that her daughter had chosen a talent in magic.

Or, that's what Chrysalis hoped.

Secretly, the queen wondered if, perhaps, Twilight had not chosen her cutie mark. That her daughter truely believed that Chrysalis was a monster. Chrysalis grimaced. What if her daughter rejected her?

Queen Chrysalis shook her head. Of course she won't reject me. I'm her mother, and that means she has to love me. Right?

Here goes nothing.

Twilight's eyes fluttered open slowly. Lifting her head, she could see what appeared to be her bedroom at the library. That can't be right, she thought. Wasn't I on a train?

Looking closer, she saw that the room had no windows, and the shelves had books that she didn't recognize, along with several she did. There was other things that were slightly off about the room, but the biggest thing that was wrong was the room's other occupant.

A single changeling drone sat at the end of Twilight's bed, a sight that caused the alicorn to shriek in fright. Twilight jumped up, and bounced a few times on the springy bed, before snorting. "Who are you? Where have you taken me? Why do you want me? And why in Equestria are you staring at me?!"

The drone cringed. "My apologies, your highness. Queen Chrysalis wished to know when you would awaken."

Twilight eyed the drone suspiciously. "Why? What does Chrysalis want with me? Revenge? My crown? Revenge?"

Shaking his head, the drone said, "You should let her tell you. She's waited almost fifteen years for this moment."

Twilight frowned. Fifteen years? She was barely fifteen herself. What could Chrysalis possibly want for as long as she had existed? She barely noticed as the drone beckoned her to follow him. Why did they try to trick me into thinking I was back at Ponyville, then prove I wasn't? Why?

Twilight rubbed her forehead, near the base of her horn. She could feel a headache comming on, and the magic ring around her horn truely didn't help. Also, the strange buzzing noise that she had heard on the train ride was back, but worse. Twilight wondered for a brief second if she was going crazy.

The drone motioned to a large door at the end of the tunnel he had led her down. Pulling it open with her hooves, Twilight Sparkle stepped inside. The first thing she saw, or even cared to notice was the tall changeling who sat on a throne at the end of the room.

"Queen Chrysalis," Twilight said with disgust, ignoreing the voice in the back of her head that said she should be more polite to the queen. "What do you want?"

Chrysalis grinned, "Come here, I want to look at you." She waved Twilight over with a holey hoof.

Twilight frowned. "Is this some sort of a trick, changeling? You can't fool me anymore. As soon as I'm able, I'm getting out of here, and you know it."

"Manners," Chrysalis tsked. "Oh, you've grown up so much! And you make for a darling little alicorn."

"Did you ponyknap me just so that you could dote on me? I have two parents at home who do enough of that. I don't need my mortal enemies doing such a thing as well." Twilight rolled her eyes.

"Did Celestia not tell you?" Chrysalis sighed. "They aren't your real parents, or birth parents as I should say. You were adopted. "

"Now, I know that's a lie. If I was adopted, don't you think somepony might've told me?" Twilight snorted. "Like they'd lie to me over something so trivial."

"But what if it wasn't?"

"Wasn't what?"

"Trivial. What if Celestia found you as an infant in a cocoon in the Hive, and took you thinking that I had fillyknapped you for your love?" Chrysalis' draconic eyes stared straight into Twilight's. The latter made no answer as Chrysalis continued. "And what if Celestia was wrong? What if you were actually a cha--"

Twilight interrupted her. "No, you're wrong. Celestia is never wrong, and she trusts me. She would tell me if I was...adopted...under abnormal circumstances. And I'm not a changeling. I think I would know if I was."

Chrysalis frowned. "For changelings, shape-shifting is as easy as thinking. You might have subconsciously shifted yourself into the form of a lavender unicorn."

"But I'm not a unicorn anymore," Twilight said, fluttering her wings. "Which means you're wrong. Still."

"Same thing. Your subconscious needed a viable excuse for Celestia's spell not taking hold, the reason being that you weren't really a unicorn, the spell's intended recipient, but a changeling."

"Where, then did the spell's magic go? It couldn't just disperse without Celestia knowing."

Chrysalis smirked, "Oh, but it did disperse. Celestia couldn't tell because the dream realm where you disappeared to was already saturated with solar and lunar magic. Such a small discharge in comparison would barely make a difference."

Twilight pouted, stumped. "B-but I can't be a changeling. I just can't."

"Don't deny who you are," Chrysalis said gently. "Besides, you aren't just any old drone. You're a princess."

Author's Note

The whole conversation about why Twilight had to be a changeling comes from an actual conversation I have with a few of my readers.