The Elysian Fields

"Why is there a changeling here? I could have sworn we exterminated the local infestation... Wait. It's coming over here? Okay Blackburn. Just don't move, It'll just think you're a statue. I will say though, it's a biggun. And it's mane is short and that kinda bitching flame orange color... Is it wearing a dress?"

"Ah, this will make for a fine temporary hive." She said.

"HolyShitItSpoke! Wait... Hive?!"

That was my cue to speak up, "Oh no you don't! I will not allow another hive here after the last one!" The moment I said that, She turned to me and froze. It was honestly creepy after three minutes.

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Queen Metamopha POV: Present
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I heard a rough, slightly distorted voice behind me. "The hell? Who dares to-" When I turned, My instincts kicked in. "Predator, Killer, Slayer, Destroyer, FIGHT OR FLIGHT!"

So I did what anyone would do... I begged for my life...

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Blackburn POV: Present
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"Um, What? What just happened?" One second she's standing there like a dear in headlights, next she's groveling and begging for me to spare her. I decided to look for answers so I gave her a chance to explain, then I could kill her. "Last time I checked, Changelings didn't speak, they only made clicking noises. What is your business here, Young one?" What? Everyone's young after you've lived as long as I have.

She was trembling but at least she wasn't knealing anymore, "I-I am Q-Queen Metamopha. Queen of the Badlands Changelings. My hive was destroyed by a massive cave in a few months back. My children and I have been searching for a new home ever since." One thought entered my mind. "Children?"

I looked to my left and sure enough, There where about 8 Drones standing there trembling. "Hmmm-"

"AHHHHHH!" They all screamed in unison. I wasn't in the mood for it so-

"Stop screaming!" I shouted. Afterwards, I could swear I heard some whimpering coming from dogs... "Now, How did you get past the citys' wards and my Golems?"

"It can't be..."

"The what and what?" The queen asked. I could feel my heart skip a few beats. I charged outside the bunker, "No no no no no..." It was as I feared.

My city, My kingdom, My Home. The majestic marble and lapis city was destoryed. I could feel myself fall to my knees with water dripping out the mask I wore. Elysium in ruins, my people gone, my armies in a deep sleep.

I could feel something welling up inside, fighting to be let out. It won over my attemps to stop it. "NOOOOOOOOO!" I fell to the ground sobbing. They trusted me to lead them, to create the greatest civilization yet... And I let them down. I was trapped in that damn place because I neglected to tell them where I was going.

This was my fault...

I could hear hoof steps behind me, but I didn't bother to look. It took all my ability to sit back up cross-legged, looking towards my ruined city. The voice behind me sounded sympathetic. "W-Was this Elysium, The mythically advance city? What happened?"

She was awful caring for a Changeling. "I failed them." It was the only thing I could say, both because I couldn't bare to say anything else and because it was the only answer that my mind was willing to make. I could hear the Drones steping closer to me and I could sense their willingness to attack me, Though it was more to experience then any super sense.

"Stop, My children." I could hear Metamopha say. "He has been through enough." I could see her turn to me from my peripheral. "I have an offer for you."

I was intreged to say the least. "What is the offer?" I felt like I should at least hummor her.

"My children and I help you rebuild your city, in return you allow us to remain here as citizens." I felt a shiver run down my spine.

They were insects, parasites to most creatures, pest! But I found myself considering it... I made my decision... Kind of. "I'll accept. You may stay if you help rebuild." What? I wanted to give her a chance. She was smart enough to speak, that alone was leaps and bounds from the last Changelings I saw.

I looked to the group. "But reconstruction will take a long while with only the ten of us." She looked surprised for a moment then nearly burst laughing. "What's so funny? I'm stating fa-... There's more of you, aren't there?"

"Definetly more. About 2000 give or take." At the metion of 2000, I sucked in too much air and started coughing. "Oh dear, are you alright?"

"Apologies, A sudden intake of air isn't good for anyone, I imagine... Now, 2000 you say?" To say I was shock would be an understament. "Just what did I agree to?"

"More or less, yes. Never got an acurate count while we were searching for a new home. But that problem is solved now, so a proper count is in order. Dominic." One of the Drones with us stepped forward. He was larger then the rest by both width and hight.

"Yes, Mother?" He asked. His voice sounded praticed, even, and commanding.

"Tell the others to gather in the city square. We shall introduce our new host before we begin the counting." The queen ordered. The Drone, Dominic, flew off instantly. She then turned to me. "Let us be off then. I don't want my children waiting too long now... And what is your name, by the way? It doesn't feel right just calling you the 'Host'."

"My name is Blackburn. And yes, Let us make haste." It felt strange to be working with a race that was so... 'Uncivilized' centuries ago...