The Queen's New Companion

BREAKING NEWS

The Royal Canterlot Wedding Attacked By Monsters!

Spiral sighed reading the article he was passing out to every single pony who would take one. It was three days since the invasion of the beings called the changelings. It was all stupid if any pony would have asked him about it. Sure, it was a dark time in Equestria if something like this did happen, but he personally didn't understand why the invasion happened in the first place.

Keeping an ear to the ground was part of his job. He had heard quite a bit about these creatures that had been in the paper for the past three days. Honestly, he wasn't surprised they invaded. Equestria is the most friendly nation around these parts. Also it probably was a bad idea to just make our land a HUGE target by announcing a royal wedding to a bunch of creatures that eat love and stuff close to it. Although something really bugged him about that, how is it that the changelings went completely under the radar for so long? More than that, wouldn't they have been a known species for a very long time? They couldn't have just popped up out of nowhere.

Shaking his head he passed a paper on to a noble pony who passed and got handed 2 bits as he passed. Oh sometimes he loved his job. Speaking of which he had more papers to sell if he was going to meet his quota before heading home. Steeling himself he picked up the last five papers from his stack and took flight. It wouldn't take him long. There was a few ponies he knew who always bought papers from him.

Damn that bitch and her husband, she was so close! She slammed her fist into a wall before sighing and falling to her knees and holding her stomach. Chrysalis was starving. She hadn't felt like this in such a long time. She is a QUEEN for the creator's sake! She should never go hungry! Her dragonic-like emerald eyes looked out from the alley-way she was hiding in for the past few hours. She was running out of energy, to hold a disguise. It wouldn't be long before she couldn't hold one all together and she was found out. If that wasn't the worst of it all... She had been trying to reach out to her children ever since her botched invasion.

The past few days her mind was silent, no chatter what so ever. This frightened her, she'd never admit it out loud but it did. Her dear children, all gone. Killed by those damn ponies and the one thing they need to live, Love. The thing she needed to keep her children fed, was what had taken them away from her. Spying a black pegasus flying a bit above every pony else she took note of the news paper under his arm. Royal Canterlot Wedding Attacked By Monsters. Monster, she hated being called that. In her long life, nothing bothered her more than that.

Her stomach growled at her causing her to hiss in frustration and walk down the alley a little ways and sigh sitting in the shadow of a large trash-bin. She needed to feed on somepony, anypony. If she didn't she'd surely die soon and that was not an option. She didn't want to die, not yet anyway. With a huff and a small groan at the pain she felt, changed into a light gray unicorn, navy colored mane and tail and keeping her eyes the same color as her normal eyes. A pair of shorts and a tank top covered her smaller chest and rather slim hips. She used this less than noticeable body to get around for the past few days without drawing attention. She was making herself look a bit young, like a teenager at the moment . She couldn't get any love or affection from anyone currently for how she looked aside from the occasional pervert who eyed her like a piece of candy. She made it a habit to never get involved with stallions who looked at like that. The last time she did she nearly got drugged. Who knows what would have happened if she hadn't have ducked out when she did.

Walking through the streets she felt her stomach claw at her. She was going to change back soon, when she wasn't quite sure but she needed to find some shelter and most importantly it needed to have plenty of places for her to hide from the guard. She was near the edge of the city now this would be the best possible place for her to find a place to hide in. Spying a set of cellar doors connected to a rather homey looking house made Chrysalis smile, a cellar would be perfect! She could hide in there! Making haste and making certain no pony was looking at her she moved to the cellar and pulled at the door.

A heavy padlock stopped the cellar from opening. "Damn it..." She cursed huffing. She wasn't at all in the condition to open this padlock with her magic. It would take much more energy than she had at the moment. She had to think quick because the ponies in this area were still on the look out for anything suspicious in the area and a random pony trying to open a cellar door while locked in a yard where she didn't live, would be considered suspicious.

Rounding the back of the house there was a back door other than that there wasn't much aside from a lone lawn chair and a small side table near it. "Well who ever lives here seems to live alone..." Chrysalis said quietly to herself moving to the back door and trying the handle. It was unlocked! She could get inside! Oh, thank the creators she would be safe for at least a few hours. She slipped inside, closing the door quickly and quietly, looking around carefully for signs of movement while locking the door.

She was now in a kitchen, a rather small one but it was filled with things. Pictures hung on the fridge, along with the occasional post-it note here or there. The sink was spotless as was the floor, counter tops and table in the center of the room. There wasn't more than six cabinets in the room. To her left was a closed door and in front of her was a doorway leading into another room most likely a dining room or living room. It was completely silent no matter how hard she listened not a sound was heard aside from her own breathing. She was alone, but she wouldn't be for long. She needed to find a place to sleep for now, any bed in this place would be a horrible idea. She'd be found immediately. Shaking her head, no she wouldn't allow that. She had to figure out who lived here. Finding out wasn't that hard, a letter pinned to fridge by a magnet told her everything she needed to know.

Dear Son,

I hope that you are well, the last time you wrote you said you felt pretty sick. I actually just got over a cold myself a few days ago. I had a pounding headache and a fever, but don't worry your mom is still as tough as ever! I don't need you to come rushing back home just for a small case of a fever and the sniffles. You know, sometimes I still call up the stairs that dinner is ready. I know your not here but I still do it on occasion. It makes miss your father so much. He'd probably tell me, Lillian the boy is off living his life. So quit living in the past and get your head outta the clouds...'

Oh, that does remind me. I did get those chocolates you sent from that fancy shop on main street in Canterlot. Spiral, you don't have to send me anything. I do appreciate it but my co-workers thought I was getting chocolates from a stud in Canterlot with a lot of money. Those chocolates are very expensive. Don't you dare spend money like that on me again understand? You should focus on getting a mare-friend instead of spending your time worrying about your mom. I'm not getting any younger, and I want to live to see my grand-foals. So get to work on that you hear me?

Although that wont stop me from visiting soon, I took about a month off of work and will be coming by next month so you can show me just how far along you are. I know that you insisted that I wait but I am coming anyway. I found that you do the best when put under pressure just like your father. I'll be sure to bring a plate of grandma's home-made Cookies, you know the ones she made for you when you were little? I made them from scratch just like your grandma used to and you are going to tell me if I finally got it right this time.

Your Mom,

Lillian Storm

Chrysalis couldn't keep herself from smiling at the letter as she read it. Spiral was the name of the pony who lived here, he had to be no older than mid twenties given how his mother was scolding him in the letter. Given from the letter's date it was written about a week ago, so he must have received it yesterday or maybe the day before if she could give a guess. Inspecting the other things on the fridge she spotted a family photo which had three pegasii in it. Two adults and one colt all smiling for the camera taking the picture. The mare was a dark blue pegasus, white mane and tail with sea green eyes filled with happiness and love. The stallion was a few inches taller than the mare next to him his wings were much wider than hers, Chrysalis could tell that by just looking at him. His fur was dark brown with a jet black mane and tail with piercing blue eyes full of strength and pride. Lastly the colt, he had a pure black coat and wide wings like his father behind him, a dark grey mane and tail seeming to be a mix of his parents his eyes being cyan but had the confidence and pride of his father.

Well she had the information she needed for now, she had what she needed to feed off of the stallion if she got the chance but first she needed sleep.Looking to the door on her left she sighed, if she was right this door leads down to the cellar. She honestly didn't want to sleep in a cellar but what other choice did she have? She opened the door and gazed down the steps into the dark cellar. She fortunately didn't need to turn on any lights to see in the dark but she'd need to drop her disguise first. Doing so made her feel much better going down the stairs and closing the door behind her. She was going to get as much rest as she could and possibly if she's lucky be able to feed off of him a bit before hitting the road. She yawned reaching the bottom of the stairs. There wasn't much down here, a few sacks of soil and gardening supplies lined one of the walls. The rest of the place was completely empty. It puzzled her why the pony didn't have anything else down here but she would think about that later. Sleep was calling her name and she wasn't going to refuse it any longer.

Spiral finished selling off his last paper to one of his regular customers and sighed in relief cause that meant it was quitting time. Thankfully for him this was his last day for the rest of the month. He had requested some time off so he could finally start that garden in his back yard. True he wasn't an earth pony but he could still grow a few vegetables and save himself a few bits here and there on groceries. If there was one thing he remembered his mother telling him it was, 'Gardens are money savers if tended to right. Your father and I saved nearly 3,000 bits in a year from having one. ' He thought to himself flying towards his house.

He sighed, he honestly missed his mom. He left home for school and after he graduated he had decided to move away from Philydelphia, head out into the world. His mom was so proud of him that day. Gave him a hug and a small bag of bits to get him started in the world. She was coming up to visit him soon from the most recent letter he'd received from her. He was excited to show his mother that he was doing well for himself! one more reason for her to be proud of him. The only thing he didn't have however was a mare-friend, that was something that evaded him. Here in Canterlot things are much different from back home, a lot of mares around either think themselves too good for a stallion like himself or are already spoken for. He got a lot of things from his father, but his luck with mares was not one of them.

Landing on his front yard he fished his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door pulling it open and going inside closing it behind him making sure to lock it. "Oh right," He said looking up at the ceiling shaking his head. "I should lock my back door before I start dinner." He walked through his living room to the kitchen and looked at the door stopped in his tracks. It was locked already. He was notorious for never locking the back door to his house it was ALWAYS unlocked when he got home from work. Why was it locked?