Broken Love

You are a prisoner of the changelings, abducted to hear a story from their Queen.

I am Queen Chrysalis. And I would be willing to bet you know about me and what I have done: Trying to steal Candace's husband from her, to feed on his love. You probably hate me for it.

But I have time to tell you something, something I hope will change the way you see me. I may be evil at times, but that should not sully my reputation.

I do not have to kill or kidnap to feed on love, but any alternatives are much more challenging, and thus, frustrating.

My story begins in Ponyville, the small town just a few hours away from Canterlot. I was disguised as a young colt, trying to feed off of his parent's love for him. As I walked through the streets of Ponyville, a storm began to brew. I considered going back to the home of the colt, and receiving more love from his parents, but I took into consideration the fact that if I did not return and the parents found me shivering in a bush to try and hide from the rain, that they would worry about "me" and when they found me I would receive more love than before.

I crawled into a large bush and sat down in the wet dirt. I felt the soft ground sink beneath me and heard the sound of the rain hitting the leaves above my head.

Looking up, I saw a mare walking through the streets, pulling a cart of groceries behind her. Lightning flashed in the distance,  and the mare turned to look behind her. She quickened her pace.

Lightning struck again not too far from us, maybe a mile behind the mare. She started to run.

The Queen fidgets uncomfortably and swallows.

The lightning struck again, hitting a tree in front of the mare. The tree began to fall, and upon seeing this, the mare attempted a full stop.

The cart's wheel snapped upon being forced to brake, and the cart itself flipped, crushing the mare. The tree fell onto the wreckage and broke the cart.

Switching to my true form, I stepped towards the wreck. No other pony was in sight, they were all taking cover from the rain.

I peeked into the wreckage, and I saw a horrifyingly twisted gruesome wreck of a mare. Her face was mutilated, and no one would be able to tell who she was. She was wearing a small bag, and I used my horn to lift it out of the wreckage.

Her name was Emmije, a Canterlot  - born pony. She had photos in her bag of her and a handsome stallion. They were in deep love. If he were to find out she was dead, he would most likely kill himself.

I did not think rationally about what I was about to do. I used my magic to take her form, and tracked down her husband.  I found their home, and stepped into it.

"Emmije!" He said to me. "I was worried you got lost in the storm."

I put the new body's voice to work. "I'm fine dear, but the cart..." I forced my voice to trail off.

"What happened to it?" He inquired.

"I abandoned it because of a tree falling towards me, and it struck down another mare." I lied.

"Oh my..." He said. "Is she still alive?"

"No." I said a bit coldly.

He noticed the change in behavior and stared at me for a moment.

"N- nothing could have survived the crash." I said, keeping up with the facade.

He was satisfied with the change back to normal, and he sent a message to the police asking for them to gather the mare's body.

I spent more time with him, finding out that his name was Egas, and that he was also from Canterlot, and that the couple had moved to Ponyville for a more simple life away from the city.

We moved to the bedroom after sunset, and I layed in the bed next to him. Just as I closed my eyes, I heard him say: "I love you, Emmije." And he kissed me. As our lips connected I felt a surge of love - energy course through my very body. This facade would keep me healthy for years.

The Queen paces the room, thinking.

But... something else happened besides that. I fell in love for the first time that night. I felt as if his energy didn't just keep me alive, but it... benefited me. It was a great feeling. I slipped out of the room through the window under the cover of night and released the colt. He would surely say he was kidnapped, but he would appear as though he was lost in the rain and in shock from the experience.

The Queen calls for two changeling guards. They lead you out of the room and throw you into a cell. As you lay on the provided mattress to fall asleep, your curiosity peaks. "The Queen of the changelings, in love?" You wonder as you pass out.