Chapters I yawned as I pulled myself out of sleep. I heard an alarm going off in my parents room right across the hall, signalling it was time to get mom up for work again. I barely even opened my eyes as I sat up and reached over the edge of my bed to grab and put on my pants. It's always been easy for me to get up quickly and act like I was never sleeping. In fact, I'm the only one who can wake up so easily in my family. Kinda crazy, how I'm the only outlier in a family of heavy sleepers, but it gives me something to do in the mornings. Like cooking breakfast for everyone.
With a yawn, I sit up and pass a glance to my tablet. I already know the time though. 8:30. Just past it is my little brother's bed. He's not there, though. He's already gone to school. He's only two grade levels under me, but depressingly, he's outdoing my every achievement. Honestly the only tallent I have that I can even remotely claim to be better at then him is cooking, because he never does it. I don't doubt he'll take even that from me once he starts. Thankfully, I'm a master of the art of not giving a shit. He could go and get into one of Jack Septic Eye's videos as a guest player and I wouldn't be jealous.
I stopped when I was about to get up, though. Something didn't quite feel right. I just couldn't quite put my finger on it... oh hey, look at that. I don't have fingers to put on anything. Just big black cheese legs. I stared at the limb I'd brought up to pull my beard thoughtfully with, yet I also noted I no longer had a beard either. After staring for another second, I reached up to my head to feel it, as well as my other cheesy leg under my crotch. I wanted to make absolutely sure I had all the functioning equipment.
"Woah, that's weird." I muttered when A: my twisted horn gave me pleasure from rubbing it, B: my horn had silky hair around it, C: I felt a sheath concealing my cock, and D: a pussy right behind that. I also blinked when I noticed the fact that I felt pleasure in the first place, considering I'm usually a cold fish. And my voice was another matter. Not only did my voice sound all buzzy and doubled like Chrysalis's voice, it even sounded like her voice.
At this point, I was getting pretty suspicious about what I'd become. Or rather, who I'd become. "Testing, testing, all hail the Queen." I tested my voice. Yep. It really was the monster Queen's voice. I only had one thing to say about this. "Cool. Guess I have shape shifting magic now."
I slid the rest of the way off my bed, leaving my pants on the floor and walking on all fours. Thankfully since I owned a special quadrupedal fur-suit from my time as a rather enthusiastic furry raver, I already knew how to walk on all fours, only this time my body was built for it. Just a side note, but I was only just a furry for one year before I met My Little Pony five years ago.
Once I was on my hooves, I trotted out to the kitchen to start making my mom some breakfast. I stopped when I remembered that I was now the cheese-leg queen and no longer owned a pair of hands. "Damnit." I sighed. Then I had a thought based on fanfictions I liked. "Hey, bug Queen. You in here? I need a tutorial on shapeshifting." I demanded of my inner conciousness. Nothing happened though. Either I insulted her, or she's not there. As much as I hope it's the first one, bets are all on the second. Either way, I guess I'd have to make due with learning by trial and error, and maybe blow something up. Heh. Maybe I'd vaporize the wall and accidentally catch a neighbor doing it.
Long story short, I used my vast knowledge some people could use as evidence of my borderline obsession for the show to determine that emotion is key, focus is the catalyst, and imagination is the ingredient. Of course I ended up blowing up a bag of cerial, but thankfully there wasn't any more than a bowl's worth left in it. Good news is that I learned how to use the destructo bolt.
Once I learned telekinesis, with the help of frustration, I settled for it and started to work on making breakfast. I decided to make an egg-sausage-cheese sandwitch, since I didn't trust mysealf with making pacakes in this new body. I'll have to do that tomorrow when I learn how to change. In the meantime, I think it's time to freak out my parents.
"What the fuck?!" Speaking of, there's my dad, standing in the doorway to his bedroom. I'm pretty sure he was just going to the bathroom, before he caught sight of me. However, getting caught like this got my less than innocent mind working as I smiled widely.
"Hello. My name is Queen Chrysalis, and I rule over my own little hive of changelings. Wanna fuck?" I asked bluntly enough to be a sledgehammer. Not that I would fuck him. He's my dad after all, and he's not into incest. Dad responded in the only way he could to that question. He threw up his hands, turned around, and said quite clearly, "fuck this shit, I'm out." I watched him go with an amused grin that I'm sure looked evil. "What? Too forward?" I asked him, knowing full well that comedy routine would need to end when he came back to deal with me.
I decided to carry on with my morning routine afterwards, and followed him into his room. "Sorry for the shock, dad. Just got a new body this morning, and it's got one hell of a libido." I said as I grabbed my mom's glass and took it with me to the kitchen, where I promptly popped open a can of diet cola and poured it over a glass of ice. Dad didn't respond, likely too shocked to do anything after such a thorough breaking of his percieved reality. A couple times I tried out a few theories on how transformation worked, but none of them were right. Ah well, guess I'll figure it out later. It's not important right now.
Carefully, I levitated mom's sandwich and drink with me, surprised at how easy it was for me. No doubt I'd find it difficult if I tried to lift anything more, though. I took them with me into mom's room and set her breakfast on the small fold-up table that was her bedside table. Once it was all ready, I reached up and shook her awake.
"Hey mom, I gotcha breakfast." I spoke in a soft voice so as not to bring her crashing into the waking world. Her eyes fluttered open as she muttered an 'okay' before she started moving into a position to sit up, grabbing a remote from her table and pressing the "position 2" button, making the bed silently groan as it adjusted. Content that mom would be waking up soon, I made to leave, but I froze when I heard her say the dreaded three words.
"What the fuck?!" I sighed as I looked back at her.
"Just relax, mom. I only woke up as a shapeshifting bug pony that eats emotions. Trust me, you'll be seeing my usual face by the time I get back." I told her. Her jaw dropped.
"Arkane?! How the fuck can you be so casual about this?!" She asked, her voice cracking with the stress I could sense she felt.
"I'm going to give you the same answer I gave to Life, the Universe, and Everything:" I replied, starting with the lines I knew would prove without a shadow of a doubt that I was still me. "I don't give a shit. Just like Life, I'll take things as they come." Then I started to leave again. "If you need me, I'll be practicing my transformation magic in the living room." I promised her on my way out. I could sense her stress starting to lessen for a bit, before with the sound of air being sucked from an e-cig, it plumeted to more managable levels. I smiled as she calmed down. It would have really distracted me if her stress levels were that high. I didn't like the taste of it. It was like onions. Finally, I got back to experimenting with my magic. I knew it was going to be a while before I got it right. These things are only easy in fanfictions because those authors are just writing some stupid wish fulfillment crap. The reality is, if Twilight always felt the need to study to cast many of her spells right, then obviously magic must be something difficult and dangerous. As I started my horn to try out this next spell I thought of, I pushed my fears back. I needed to learn how to shapeshift, regardless of whether or not I blew myself up in the process.
"AAAAAAAH! WHY THE HELL IS QUEEN CHRYSALIS IN MY HOUSE!?" I had to duck and cover to prevent my ears from popping at my little sister's freak out.
"AAAAAAAH! WHY THE HELL ARE WE YELLING!?" I screamed back. I only noticed after the fact that I had used Pinkie Pie's voice to answer her. I smiled as I sensed my mom's sort of releif. It felt like the kind of releif you'd accompany with an eye roll and facepalm, while noting that some things never change. I knew this because I'd felt it myself before.
"......Who are you and what have you done with the bug queen?" My sister demanded. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.
"I'm your brother. And I just sorta woke up like this." I answered.
"Brother?" She asked, no doubt confused by that claim. I nodded and opened my mouth to explain, but then she got a devious look. "Hey. You sure you're still my brother?" she asked. Oh, this is too perfect. I gave an evil smile of my own as I answeted.
"Yeah, perfectly sure. I still have a dick." I replied. "I'd show you, but you're still too pure." Her face scrunched up with disgust, and she groaned, running to hide in the bathroom. I giggled in a playfully mennacing way. "You will fall to the corruption of lust one of these days, dear sister. I really wish you'd let go of that worthless purity sooner." Somehow, having chrysalis's voice made that sound scarry genuine. I didn't like that. I needed to figure out how to sound playfully sarcastic with this voice. And maybe learn some changeling magic. Magic is awesome.
Once again, I went back to my main focus of learning how to transform. Finally, with no interruptions blowing my focus out of the water, I finally felt my magic's flow. There wasn't very much of it. At all. I guess I'd need to do an active feeding or something to get any more than I had, but I wasn't about to do that to my family. Maybe I could be a prostitute? I could do that without risking my identity, maybe even fulfill a few fetishes in the process. Hive knows how much love that would give me.
Did I just use a changeling-ism? Huh. Maybe Queen Cheeseleg is in here after all. Wonder when she'll wake up. My guess is she would very likely disaprove of being anything but a dominatrix in sex. And she might insist on only using sex for breeding purposes, and expanding the hive or something. But me? Well, I have a lot of fetishes I can finally try out! And like hell I'm gonna pass on a chance to bring some of them to life.
Something rumbling in my gut distracts me from my mental tirade. I can feel something filling up in there... Could it be my eggs? I guess I gotta put them in someone. They must be reacting to me getting horny. Yeah, that settles it. I need to head out and fuck someone the second my homework is done.
Ugh... homework. The one thing not even this new body will let me escape. I thought. Well, technically that wasn't true, I could pull some kind of act that made it look like chrysalis was taking over or something, but it's too much hastle and the consequences I'm sure would not be worth it. So I was just left with having to do it. I couldn't do it well if I couldn't use my changeling magic though. I needed to shapeshift if I wanted to be efficient.
[Well, are you going to play with my magic, or are you going to sit there and monologue like a villain all day?] a familiar voice cut into my thoughts. I froze, my eyes going wide. Then, slowly, a smile lit up my face.
Queen Cheeseleg! I mentally cheered for her. She groaned, and I felt my muscles twitch as she tried to facehoof.
[Of all the people to get stuck with... You know, those holes in our legs are a sign of starvation and malnutrition, right?] she asked irritably.
Sure I do! I just don't give a shit. But hey, all joking asside, could you teach me how to shapeshift, Chrysalis? I'd appreciate knowing how, and the sooner I know, the sooner we can get out and start building a hive.
Chrysalis sighed. [Fine. But don't expect me to teach you anything beyond that.] she grudgingly agreed. I smirked in response.
Don't worry. It's the only skill I'll really need. I cockily assured, scenario's allready running through my head. I could feel Chrysalis pale at some of them in "This kid's going to get me killed" fear and a "Holy shit, that is brutal" admiration. Once I'd cleared my mind of fantasies, we got to work. Soon, I would learn how to change.
Author's Note
Hello, and welcome to the pilot episode of "I Am a Bug." Today, we learned that the main character is pretty much a walking bag of horndog, and Chrysalis hates him. Should I make this chapter longer?
Admittedly, the second Chrysalis explained exactly how to shapeshift, I thought it was bullshit. Because honestly, picturing something in your head and then pushing my magic into my whole body seemed too easy. I countered, explaining that,
Chrysalis, that just sounds too easy. I mean, it feels like some shit an author would put in his story for petty wish fulfillment. You sure there isn't some sort of training I need to go through? Of course, Chrysalis being the smug little know-it-all she was for being so much older than me or anyone I know, pointed out two simple words that made me feel like an idiot.
[Hive mind, Dumbass. Who needs training or lessons when the memories of it all gets passed down as instinct to whoever joins it? And since you're in my body with me, you're closer to the knowledge than any of my swarm had ever been.] she told me condescendingly. Rather than facehoof and potentially give myself a concussion, I grabbed onto a single, tiny detail.
Oh yeah... that reminds me, why aren't you demanding I find you a way back home? I imagine you miss the poor guys. I asked. I was genuinely curious, since I'd always imagined Chryssie as the spoiled sort that usually got whatever they wanted through basically any means necessary. Of course that mental image was shattered by her snort of amusement at it. It also didn't last when I read fics about her being a family woman who cared deeply for the wellbeing of her swarm. That image got a sad sort of smile from her.
[Truth be told... my home is gone. After what I did, the whole swarm was so overloaded with love, they... perished. Even if I did go back, I've essentially guaranteed the ponies' genocide against what changelings are left. I wouldn't survive even my first encounter with them. I need to start from scratch. That's why I came here.] That really blew my mind. Did Twilight really bash down Chryssie's pride so much that she simply gave up on her own world? The explanation drove me to get a case of the Feels. I think maybe it was in those Feels that I made just about the dumbest piece of shit promise of my damn worthless life.
Hey, look at what you found. You got yourself a member of the most god damned determined race in the fuckin multiverse. What do you say we use that asset? I can getcha back, and take an extra twenty miles past that. I swore to her. Her scoff of disbelief, one well warranted since she saw my memories and is in my head, drove me on. What, don't believe me? Fine, it has been said that actions speak louder than words. Let me show you my determination! What's Step 1?
[Ugh. Fine, if you're so determined to get our head taken off, we're going to need a lot of love to make the portal open. I'm sure you know what to do.] I smirked as I saw where she was going with this.
Ah yes. As I so eloquently asked my dad... "Wanna fuck?" I promptly snickered, and put Chryssie's logic into action. I followed the instructions she'd given me, and a moment later, as a test, I emerged in Chrysalis's form... but with hands. You guessed it, I was now anthropomorphic. I based the form on something I'd seen recently in a different fanfic involving some convoluted Gatekeeper crap. Basically, I was just a bipedal copy of Chrysalis without the horn, but I threw digitigrade legs into the package because why the fuck not? I liked them. I chuckled merrily as I inspected my form in the mirror that made up the sliding cabinet drawers. I turned every which way, changing small things here and there to add more sexiness to my shared body.
[W-wow... you, uh... you have a really creative mind...] Chryssie stated as I started imagining the things I wanted done to this body, and some of the things I could do as other creatures. I merely giggled lightly and switched into a meek pose that fit the blush Chrysalis had unwittingly put on our face. When you've walked vast corners of the internet with an open mind, you tend to get real fucked up. That's all I'll say about what our resident cheeseleg had seen.
As soon as I was satisfied with our new appearance, I turned on my hooves - much less satisfying now that I can't say heels - and went back into Mom's room to present my new figure. "Hey Mom! Guess what!?" I asked, acting bubbly as I skipped in. She groaned and facepalmed when she saw my new form. I giggled at her reaction, sensing a bit of envy, probably for my to-die-for figure being so flawless.
"Please tell me that was a freak accident..." she asked, gesturing to my form. I rolled my eyes and stared her down in a way that told her to listen. I think Chrysalis put a bit of herself into staring my mom down, because it worked.
"Look, things are about to get complicated, so I'm gonna give it to you straight. The real Queen Chrysalis is co-habiting this body, and because of her, I've decided to go on an intergalactic quest for peace. Now, I don't want you to freak out, but this means I need to fuck as many people as possible and build an army of the results." I told her. When I said that, I sensed, and heard the shatter of something glass.
[Oh, good job. You broke her. That's got to be some kind of record. Why'd you have to be so blunt?] the Queen in my head asked.
Reason one, it was funny. I responded without hesitance. Chrysalis was quiet for a moment before she replied.
[If you weren't sharing my body, I'd blast you through a wall.] she claimed.
That reminds me, why the hell did you basically merge with me? I asked, pretty curious about that. I mean, if she could get through the dimensional barrier like she did, then why not just keep her body as her own?
[Because I needed a guide to survive in this world. I... assumed I would need to force people to help me and that taking their body would force compliance. Imagine my surprise when I ended up stuck in the "back seat" as you call it. You have a strong will, human. And I have to commend you for having such a flexible perspective of the world.] Oh, she was stroking my ego, and it was inflating like a nice dick. [But seriously, I want control of my own body back at some point. I won't simply sit back and watch everything. I'm sure you understand.]
"I'm sorry, you're going to do what?!" My mom finally snapped out of her trance with a blaze of disbelief and anger. I smiled despite the discomfort that anger brought me.
"I just told you, I'm gonna raise an army by having a lot of sex, and then I'm gonna smash the dimensional barrier to promote peace between previously hostile nations." I once more bluntly declared. "Oh, and I have another soul in this body."
"...Why?" Now, unlike most questions, I actually had a good answer for it.
"Simple, dear mother. The pursuit of happiness! I've told you about my fantasies of being a hero, and going to Equestria, right? Well, now I can finally get off this shit stain of a planet. I always said I had no future here."
[You get onto me for giving up on my world, and you don't even give your world a chance? What a damn hypocrite.] Cryssie shot at me. I rolled my eyes.
I've got good reason. My world's nothing but a shit storm to me, where I'd waste all my potential on stupid fanfictions that won't get me anywhere. In Equestria, I can actually serve a purpose. That, and you already had an influence in your world. Only mark I've got here is some slightly above average literature, and I could get something from 'ol Sunbutt to get internet connection over there. I explained, thinking about that mirror from Equestria Girls.
"Fine..." Mom said through a sigh. "But if I hear you've gone and hurt yourself, others, or got captured by the military for experimentation, then magic powers be damned, I'll kick your ass to the moon and back." she threatened.
[She can do that?] Chrysalis asked, perplexed by the declaration.
Nope. She just cares a lot for me. "Thanks mom. Love you too." I replied to both.
"Now, I believe you have something else to do, Mr. Equestrian Hero?" My mom prompted, pointing out of her room towards... my... computer...
FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUU-!
[Shut up! Or I'll send you to the moon myself!]
I. Hate. The School System. I groaned as I resigned myself to my homework.
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3) A con? Ooh! I always wanted to go to those!
By the Hive, YES! I'm finally done! I cheered, not even caring I'd just used another changelingism as I submitted the fourth hour-long assignment that day. Admittedly, I wouldn't have had to do that many if I hadn't skipped out on assignments last week to write pony porn and a human turned changeling kicking Nightmare ass, but I find the sense of accomplishment is greater when I've done more. Despite hating it so much anyway.
Oh, shut up. I've already done enough today. Besides, I still wanna get out there and give our eggs to someone. I've got a virginity to lose! I reminded her. This time, she was the one that rolled our eyes. I was a bit freaked out that she could do that.
"Password!" My sister cheered right behind us after that. I grinned, knowing this would be her last assignment for the day too. She worked surprisingly diligently today. Usually she falls asleep in the middle of doing one assignment or other, because she doesn't know how to speak up when she needs help.
"Hey dad, I wanna head out, see if I can't make some new friends. I'm gonna need a lot of love if I'm gonna get Chrysalis back to her world, so I might be gone for a while." I told him, leaving out the part where I was gonna fill a bunch of women up with eggs. But I was being at least honest about the time. I might be gone for several days, thanks to what I'm planning.
"Well, as long as you keep up with your school work, wherever you're going. And try to keep in touch, I don't want to worry about you all the time like those days you tried to run away." He said, making me sigh. I'm glad he was so understanding about me going away, but did he really have to bring up that crap? I guess I sorta brought it on myself.
[Wait, you've tried to run away before? Why?] Chrysalis asked in surprise. I facepalmed.
"You need to be reminded every now and then to make sure you don't make the same mistakes. Those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it." He reminded me. I sighed once again.
"Alright. I promise I'll keep in touch. I might make a Youtube channel for Chryssie and use that to keep you updated." I said. He just nodded his approval.
"Alright. Have fun, and try not to blow something up." he said before turning his attention to his computer, no doubt handling some bills since he wasn't playing a game. I gave him a deadpan glare.
"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence..." I muttered before leaving.
I didn't switch into another disguise when I left, but since there weren't any kids outside at this time, I didn't get the pleasure of seeing their reaction to seeing me. There were a few adults out though, none that knew who I was, but their reactions to me at least satisfied my desire for some kind of reaction. I waited around for a while, just hoping at least someone who recognized me would stop to gawk.
Scrreeeeee! I turned my head to the sound f a car skidding to a stop. Thankfully, it wasn't a cop car, but that didn't mean there wasn't a cop in it. I stared tensely, but curiously at it as the window rolled open... only to reveal some woman gaping at me. She had amber hair and was dressed in some casual clothes, though judging from the costume parts in the seat next to her, she might be headed to a con of some kind.
I giggled at her expression, though it came out sounding like villainous amusement. Playing it to my facade as Chrysalis, I turned to the side and ran my left hand up my figure.
"Like what you see?" I asked the woman. She blinked and sputtered for a few seconds, though I could tell I'd gotten her imagination running. She was blushing too. It was cute, in my opinion and Chrysalis' amused chuckle told me she shared that opinion.
Nope. Just the most of us. Humans just have this thing they call decency, but there's a small percent of us that don't have any. like me! I answered as I began walking over to the woman in the car.
[I see. Well, as fun as it is watching you break people's composure like this, maybe you should consider putting on an actual disguise? You've got a potential host for my eggs now.] Chrysalis advised. Listening to her advice, more out of the need to avoid human nature's tendency to overreact violently to the unknown, than her reason, I became myself. On me was a red hoodie, a red sports shirt, and some red shorts. Not the best sense of fashion, I'll admit, but I honestly didn't really care. Never did.
"I see you're headed to a con. I'd love to come, if you'd let me." I asked. Rather than answer my request, she instead asked the question that plagued her mind since she saw me.
"Queen Chrysalis, what are you doing here?" she asked. I rolled my eyes as I walked around her car to the passenger side.
"That, my dear, is a conversation for the road. Can I get in?" I once more pressed my question.
"S-sure... just... don't drain me dry, please?" she requested in return. I smiled as I opened the door and got in.
"Relax. I'm not gonna hurt my driver." I promised her. She smiled in relief, and started to move her costume into the back seat. I helped her a bit, levitating a majority of it. I wasn't particularly good with it yet, so I could only lift so much at once. I noticed the costume looked a bit like various robotic parts, and there was an absolutely absurd about of arms on it. I grinned as I turned to the woman.
"Mistral, huh? You know any French?" I asked, to make small talk. She smiled nervously as she answered.
"Je connais beaucoup, votre altesse." she said. I have no idea what she just said, but it sounded perfect.
"That was perfect! Who do you suppose I should go as? I'm partial to Raiden, but I'd like your opinion." I asked as she started driving.
"...You talk like you know this world as if it were your own. Why is that?" She asked, getting to the point. I could sense a lot of confusion, but none of the suspicion I'd normally expect in that kind of question.
"I guess you could say I had a human mind to help me get used to this world faster. I've been with a human family for the past week... and I've been thoroughly surprised by their hospitality." I answered her question as if I were Chrysalis. "One of them convinced me to at least try to return to Equestria to make amends with the Princesses. To do that, I'll need more love than they've been giving me."
[Wow. Nice lie. If it weren't for the fact that you're impersonating me of all ponies, I'd commend you for your skill.] Chrysalis complimented, though I ignored that in favor of hearing whether or not this woman believed me.
"I guess that was rather fortunate for you." she said as she sent me a short glance. I could tell she had her doubts, but believed me for the most part. "So how do you plan on getting enough love to get home? Not sure what effect hate will have on you, but you'll find lots of it if you go public."
[Hate is just a mildly annoying emotion for me, though enough of it for a prolonged time will eat away at our current love reserves.] Chrysalis told me when I simply mentally prodded her. I relayed that to the woman, before taking my turn.
"As for how I plan to get back to Equestria... I definitely am going public. After all, if I have as many fans as the internet suggests, the Love I receive should outweigh the Hate." I said. Chrysalis nodded at my logic. "Well, as long as I stay near my fans, anyway."
"I see... What about Lust, your Highness? There's some creeps out there that want you for your body or your ability to shapeshift." she warned me. I laughed it off.
"Oh, I'm not too worried about them. They can help me raise a new army!" I told her. "I want intelligent drones, so the eggs will need a host. You could help me start on that, if you want." I offered. She blushed and sputtered a bit, but my emotion reading powers told me the truth. I just turned her on. "You don't have to answer now. I wouldn't want to distract from your driving."
She refocused on the road after that last comment, quite thankful I'd mentioned something about it so quickly. She'd just started rolling out of our lane, but corrected that when I made her notice it. She stayed silent after that, so once I'd waited a bit, I broke the silence.
"What's your name, by the way? If I'm going to be building my way to redemption, I ought to know the name of the one helping me." I asked. She breathed a bit, probably still shaking off the turn on I delivered earlier.
"I'm... I'm Serena." she answered. I smiled as I looked ahead.
“It’s nice to meet you, Serena.” I told her. Though to be honest, her name reminds me of the pokemon trainer starting her journey in the Pokemon XY tv show.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Queen Chrysalis.” She replied respectfully. After that, we rode on in silence for at least a while longer. Eventually, I got bored and struck up a conversation with Chryssie about various “what if” scenarios, like what would happen if Sombra got caught up in the same scenario she did. You know, fusing with a human, and then sitting back and watching as that human goes parading around in your body. That kind of thing.
Chryssie didn’t want to talk about it, and judging from the memories that I glimpsed when she answered, I’m certain it’s personal. However, when I asked her about Sunbutt and Moonpie being in that situation, she laughed her ass off.
[Oh sweet Hive, what hilarious nicknames! Did you come up with them?]
No, but when I first thought of them, I thought I did. But I’m not the first guy in the fandom to call them any nicknames.
[Oh, that’s just priceless. But yeah, those two being in our situation? I suppose it would depend on who they found themselves with. In any case, it would give me more reason to collect love as you’ve decided to do. They can’t get back on their own. Nopony can, at least not without some Deus Ex Machina crap.]
Whoa, hold up. How the hell do you know what Deus Ex Machina even is? My question ended her laughter, and put a concerned frown on the mental image she and I shared of her.
[That’s a good question…] We puzzled over it for at least another minute, before Serena cut in.
“You’re awfully quiet, Queen Chrysalis. Something we can talk about?” She kindly asked. For a split second as I looked at her, I thought of spilling everything, and telling the whole truth, but I decided to just play it off.
“Just considering my options. Nothing much to say until I actually decide on one.” I easily lied. “How long until we get to this con we’re going to?”
“Shouldn’t be too long now. We’re only a few miles away now.” Serena reported with a smile. I smiled back as I looked out at the road, anticipating the sight of the con.
“That’s good… It’s amazing how quickly travel is made possible in this world. How did you humans manage it without magic?” Um… that wasn’t me. Did Chrysalis just take control for a second? Since when could she do that?
“Simple. Humans are determined to survive and adapt to any and every need we have. Cars are the tools we made to meet our travel needs.” Serena answered. “Human history is littered with ordinary people doing what everyone else praised as previously impossible. I’m sure you can piece together those special people’s mindsets.”
C-chryssie? Did you j-just do that? I asked, a little nervously.
[Yes. Is that a problem? Your determination only stops me from doing what you perceive as negative. I only took control to help you with my facade. Though if you really want my image to be the one your people see, then why don’t you simply let me make the decisions?] she responded evenly. I paused to think of my answer carefully.
You’re right. I guess having fun being someone else isn’t very fun for the one you’re being. Go ahead. I said, allowing her to slip completely into control. Chrysalis frowned once she was in control, and brought my hand up to look at. Serena frowned too, noticing what Chrysalis was doing.
“Queen Chrysalis? Is there something wrong?” She asked, genuinely concerned. Chrysalis turned to her, contemplating whether or not to tell her the truth.
It’s your choice now. You’re the one in control. I advised. She nodded, but returned one last statement to me before answering Serena.
[I’ll tell her the truth. But from now on, you and I will not act as one another. I will be myself, and you will be yourself. Understood?]
“Yes, everything is just fine. You’re now speaking to the real me. There are two souls in this body as of this morning, and the human “I” mentioned before has been in control the whole time.” Chrysalis explained, actually using her voice. Huh… that sounds like the way I would have explained it.
“...Say what? You mean I’ve been talking to a fake this whole time? ...But the real one’s there…” Serena got so lost in thought, she lost track of the road. I quickly took control to correct that.
“Hey, don’t forget we’re still on the road.” I warned her. Her eyes quickly shot back to the road again.
“Was that the human again?” She asked carefully when she was focused again. Chryssie and I nodded together.
“Yeah. We’ve agreed to simply be ourselves. No more faking, no more pretending to be her, I’m done with that.” I promised. “But… you have to admit, it was sort of a good prank.”
She was a little ticked off by my deception, but she didn’t comment directly on it. “So, any way for me to tell you two apart, when you don’t use different voices?”
“Nope. Just be assured that I’m going to use pretty much any voice but Chryssie’s when I’m talking.” I replied. She sighed.
“Could you at least stick to a few different voices? I’d rather not get a headache trying to figure out what voice is yours.” She requested.
“Can do.” I promised, using Engineer’s voice from TF2 just for laughs. Chrysalis shifted our body back to her anthro form just to reflect herself facepalming. Serena giggled when she saw that.
“Hey, looks like we’re finally here.” Serena said happily. I looked outside and spotted the signs telling us we’d arrived at the con. I smiled as I changed into Jetstream Sam. She looked at me briefly to see what I’d become, and smiled when I returned Sam’s smirk to her. But I felt something off as we approached the con. There was something tangy and… sour hanging heavily in the air… no, radiating from the Con. I just couldn’t put my finger on it.
Than I saw the front doors. The faces of the people trying to open them from inside were full of it. I knew what I tasted as clear as day, and I knew I had to do something about it.
It was pure, unrestrained fear.
“Serena, something’s wrong. I’m going in, you need to stay here.” I urgently told my driver as she finished parking. Chrysalis, evidently in agreement, cast some sort of lock spell over Serena’s seat belt just before she could pop it open. With that, I opened my door and shot out of it running as fast as I could. I found, much to my surprise, that I’d taken on not only Sam’s appearance, but his sword and speed as well. So, naturally, I gripped the sheath of the sword where I could pull the trigger if I needed to, and my other hand on the blade’s hilt.
Once I got to the doors, I found out why everyone was crowded at the door trying to get out. People were shouting about a bomb, and some crazy people with guns taking control of the place. I turned to the only one there that looked reasonable under the circumstances.
“I need a way in. I’m going to help.” I told him. I almost hadn’t noticed I was still using Sam’s voice, but that didn’t seem to phase the guy.
“Try the roof. There might be a way in up there, a roof access or something. Just don’t get caught like the rest.” He pleaded. I nodded and kicked Sam’s speed into gear again. I ran around the corner, gripping my sword tightly to keep it from slapping my ass with every step.
Hey, Chrysalis? Can changelings walk on walls? I asked quickly.
[Yes, we can. But I have a little advice. Wouldn’t Bayoneta fit our skill set better?] Chrysalis replied. I blinked, having been in the middle of stepping onto the wall when she made the suggestion.
You mean we can do Bullet Time stuff? I asked in surprise. When I saw the world blur into green around us, and a flying bird slowing down until it nearly stopped, I took that as my answer. I grinned in excitement as I changed my form once again, becoming Bayoneta, as per Chrysalis’s suggestion. I thought about how Chryssie even knew about Bayoneta as I scaled the wall, and Chryssie’s quick-time spell wore off when I reached the top. I ended up shrugging the question off as it being whatever gave her the knowledge of Deus Ex Machina.
True to the Non-panicked dude’s word, there was a roof access. Unfortunately, like the rest of the complex, it was locked down. So I had to fix that with a bullet to the locking mechanism. It broke easily enough, and I had to smile at that. This was gonna be easier than taking a stroll through Ponyville.
...How did I know what that’s like? Chrysalis, I think our memories are bleeding together. I warned.
[Really, now? I’ll have to keep an eye on them, make sure they don’t mix so much we forget who we are.] she replied as I kicked open the door. I nodded in reply as I advanced down the stairs.
Good. I’d definitely prefer to have no more of you than your experience in my personality. I said. I slowed down once I got to the bottom, and took a cautious peek around the corner, guns ready in case I got spotted. I wasn’t, sadly, but I did see a couple of goons taking their jobs very seriously. They were guarding the exit.
“Hey, dumbasses!” I shouted in Lingish. Of course, to them it just sounded like bug noises. They both turned towards me, and I ducked out of sight.
“What was that?” One of them asked.
“I dunno… It could be nothing, but we ought to check it out just in case. I’ll go ahead, you watch my back.” One of them said. I smirked to myself as I hid from them above.
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However, I found myself surprised when I dropped down to deliver a stealth takedown, only to be quickly sidestepped. Evidently, these guys weren’t idiots. I reacted quickly to the surprise dodge, and brought up my right hand to try shooting him in the face, but he caught my hand with his own gun wielding one.
“Well, isn’t this interesting? And here I thought you two were just chumps like every typical bad guy.” I said with a taunting, yet sexy smirk.
“You aren’t so bad yourself. If only we were on the same side.” The man I clashed with replied. I heard a gun cocking behind me, and I took that as my cue to Witch Time, using the enhancement of my reflexes to swing my right foot out behind me to kick the second guy’s gun out of his hand. Once Number Two was disarmed, I focused more on the first guy. Immediately, the two of us began a dance of a spar, him mainly using his fists and gun, while I used every gun on me. His friend, though clearly less trained in the martial arts, at least came to contribute, but he never got a hit in.
“Damn, lady. How much ammo you got in those things?” Number One asked at one point, after having tried to back off for the third time, unsuccessfully to try and reload.
“What’s the matter? Can’t stand the idea you’ve got so little to offer?” I asked tauntingly. That got his “friend” to laugh, giving away his position. I merely pointed my left gun at him and fired, finally finishing him off. With that over with, I sauntered over to the fighter.
“Well, as fun as you’ve been, sweetheart, this has gone on for long enough. I think it’s finally time I got serious.” I said before holstering my guns. My hands lit up green with my magic, and a large circle appeared on the floor under the guy, with some fancy runes thrown in for effect. “Good night, honey!” I said, blowing him a kiss before casting the spell.Thanks to Chrysalis managing the spell, it actually did come out looking like a giant fist.
Thank you for the most badass moment of my life, Chrysalis. I thought as I relished the sight of the two beaten terrorists.
[Don’t thank me yet. You still have the other ones to deal with.] She replied. I nodded, heading to the entrance those two were guarding. Just out there was the stage, looking out on a massive crowd of cosplayers and con goers. I carefully looked around, setting eyes on every goon with a gun here. There were a lot, but if I could take out the guys in the balcony without alerting anyone, I might actually stand a chance. I suppose now it was time to go ninja again. Though rather than get into Sam’s disguise, I just let this one drop. I still needed more energy to fuel things like that.
Silently, I slipped out onto the stage, hiding behind a curtain. Carefully, I started fluttering my way up to the upper level, and took a peek. There was a guard right there, and coming face to face with him like I did, I reacted on pure instinct. I immediately kissed him. The kiss was a special one though, at least from what Chrysalis's memories told me. It was a subtle way to rip his emotions from him, effectively filling me up and leaving him as nothing but a shell. In other words, a Widow’s kiss. Leaning back with a smile once I’d recovered from the shock, I giggled as he slumped over.
“Thanks for the meal, big boy… now let’s hide the body.” I whispered. I pulled myself up over the balcony, and hoisted his body over my shoulder. Once I was sure he wouldn’t fall off, I carried him back down and dropped him off in the stair room. Quickly, I made a return trip.
[That was good… Keep it up, we’ll need more for an open brawl.] Chrysalis told me. I smirked as I snuck up on another guard.
Shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Just need to stay out of sight. I replied as I quickly drained the next guy. He was out like a vegetable before I was even done. I think I even tasted a bit of guilt from that one. Must not want to be here. Still, he ended up here anyway, so he’s gotta go. I progressively made my way around like that, draining as many as I could without getting caught. Thankfully, practice at my family’s house had trained me well. Sneaking a 3DS out of a closet without leaving a trace was radically different from what I was doing though, but the silence factor remained the same. Of course it helped that I had switched out Chryssie’s hooves for paws. Paws were far more silent than even bare feet, especially when they lacked claws.
Once there were only three guards left up top, someone finally noticed that the guys were disappearing, making it a full minute before anyone noticed anything. “Hey! What happened to the Lookout team?!” I heard someone shout. I cursed internally, before darting past the last three, punching them with a knockout spell augmented fist. Once that was done, I teleported to the ceiling, now once again wearing my Bayoneta disguise, and chuckled loudly.
“My, it seems you boys keep dropping like flies… What a shame. Though I suppose now it’s your turn.” I taunted. Of course, since my voice echoed, they were all looking in every direction but straight up to find where I was. And they looked more angry than scared. I had to give a genuine giggle. They never look up. Taking advantage of that, I dropped down directly behind the guy with a detonator and knocked him out with a really heavy suplex.
“And there goes another one.” I taunted. One of them was rather quick to react in anger, whipping out his Desert Eagle and firing off several shots at me. I was quick to use Chryssie's time dilation spell to dodge them all. When his clip ran out, he dropped his jaw.
“Too slow!” I quipped, before dashing to him and delivering a swift kick to the chin. I even added my boot gun’s bullet to the impact, effectively knocking him out. Now let’s see how I can deal with the rest…
[Looks like you’ll need to start draining them. You can’t dodge every bullet, and we’re running low again.] Chrysalis warned. I gave her a short acknowledgement before subtly letting my hand hang over the downed guy’s face, draining him as I stood, mexican standoff style against the other people in the room.
“Well now… You boys aren’t turning cowards now, are you? Surely you know better than to keep a lady waiting.” I taunted once again. I caught a bunch of them glancing at the guy with the detonator, coupled with the sense of doubt. “Oh…? Did I take out your leader?” I asked, sauntering over to the guy, before draining him like I did the rest.
“You’re the real one… aren’t you?” One of them asked. I turned to him with a raised eyebrow.
“Real one? Oh, yes… those silly video games you all play nowadays… No, if I was the real one, I wouldn’t be fighting all of you. I’d be more concerned about demons. But as I’m sure you noticed…” I started, before teleporting behind him. “I can use magic.” I said before firing two rounds into his back, rendering him unconscious as well. The remaining five started to nervously back away. “And thankfully for you, these bullets don’t kill.”
Of course that statement brought back some courage from the remaining members of the terrorist cell. One of them charged at me, assault rifle rattling off bullets faster than I could dodge, and I teleported in response. I took a few bullets to my left arm, but thankfully got out of the way with that teleport. Before he could turn around again, I already fired at his head, point blank.
“Goodnight~” I said with a giggle. Then I quickly moved on to the rest. The four remaining put up a good fight, but I played defensively, blocking each blow even from behind as I sensed their emotions peak. Then, finally, I decided to unleash a climax.
“Get ready boys.” I said as before unleashing a pulse of magic that pushed them all away from me. Then I did a pose like Bayonetta, and my clothes did the… thing. Honestly Chryssie did that part. I just focused on making a big show. “AVAVAGO!” I called out. Then the mock weave magic made an imitation of GohMorrah from the game, and I relished in the awe I sensed from the civilians. I even felt some hype from them as the mock demon roared. I heard one of the guys I knock away whimper at the sight of the magically conjured demon.
“W-well… I suppose there’s worse ways to go…” he whimpered, trying to look at the bright side.
“You’re still not going to die.” I informed him. “But you won’t exactly like waking up…” He gulped once again, before facing the demon.
“NOM.” It really chomped on him hard. I almost thought I heard bones crunching, but Chrysalis assured me it was purely for show. The other three got swept up into the bite as well, getting all of them caught in the demon’s maw. Once I was thoroughly sure I’d reached overkill, I dissipated the demon and faced the crowd with now restored clothes.
“That was easy. Next time, give me a bigger challenge.” I said for show, causing the crowd to erupt into cheers. Once the cheering died down, I started picking up on questions. One of the ones near the front approached. It was a little girl, about 12 years old. The sight of her triggered my rage at the assholes that held everyone here.
“You… you said you weren’t the real Bayonetta. But then… who are you, if not her?” she asked, cutting my rage away slightly. I took a small breath, before answering.
“That’s easy enough.” I said. Chrysalis took over as I returned to her new form. “I am Queen Chrysalis.” She finished for me, loud and proud for everyone to hear. And boy did they hear. The whole place went silent after we revealed ourselves. We waited with bated breath for some kind of response other than silence.
“Okay then. New favorite pony right here.” Someone a little further into the crowd shouted.
“Are you kiddin’ me?! It’s HER!” Someone else shouted back in distinctly bostonian accent.
“And so what?” I said with a leering stare at that person immediately silencing any further argument. “I’m not the same Queen you know. The invasion was a mistake... One I hope to correct.”
[Excuse me, I thought we agreed not to act as each other?] Chrysalis said, though the way she said it reminded me of how I would have pointed it out… Shit, another leak…
I know, but this is important. We let that run, and it’d have been chaos. I replied.
[Tch. Whatever.] she said as she proceeded to retake control.
“Wait, invasion? I’m sorry, could someone fill me in here?” someone else off to the side asked. The boston dude made to answer, but not before the first guy spoke up.
“She was one of the major villains in My Little Pony. Took an army of changelings off to take over their capital, for whatever reason and failed in the end. No One knows for sure what happened to them all, and they got pretty famous despite having showed up in only a single episode at the time.” he explained. I felt Chrysalis sift through my memories to find what this guy was talking about for a moment, but I knew as I remembered the Time Travel Battle, the 100th episode, and the Canterlot Wedding, she’d found what she was looking for.
“Yes… that attack was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made. I let my grief and hatred drive me to attack when I didn’t even know…” Chrysalis trailed off, clearly uncomfortable with reliving the past.
Can I take it from here? They’re too curious to just let it go. I asked. My only answer was being shoved into control.
“...I once ruled the Crystal Empire, alongside Sombra. I tried to ask the royal sisters for help… but at the time, I hadn’t known they were busy with Discord. It was already too late by the time they arrived, and I blamed them when it vanished. For so long… I hated them for something that wasn’t even their fault. Never bothering to check the facts, only running on the assumption I was right…” Hey wait, that part sounds a lot like me right there… “But… thanks to the human I now share a body with, I’ve learned just how wrong I was. He’s determined to help me redeem myself.”
“Lotta good that’s gonna do, insect. ” Someone spat from nearby. Both of us widened our eyes, and Chrysalis reflexively used the time dilation spell to help deal with the one that reeked of hatred. She was behind us to our left, and was aiming a punch for our head. I quickly dropped down low for a sweep kick, knocking them off their feet. As I got up and Chrysalis dropped the Time spell, I kicked up the Telekinesis, binding the attacker to the ground.
“Well now… it seems my human was right. There are those of you who hate without reason. It’s quite reassuring that I’m not the worst piece of scum in existence.” Chrysalis sneered.
“Lucky you, I know the meaning of mercy. Unfortunately… you won't be getting any from the law.” I finished, using my own voice. As if on cue, I heard the sirens of an emergency response deployment arriving. “Heh… I was wondering why they weren’t already here.”
“I’d say it’s time to get out of here.” Chrysalis said, and I had to agree. They wouldn’t take well to us after what we did. Magic is a dangerous thing after all, and the government would be out to suppress it no matter the cause. At least, I assume so. I pushed Chrysalis into the front seat as I started buzzing our wings.
“Sorry, loves. But this cavalry has got to go.” I said, using Tracer’s voice. Many of them got the reference and laughed, waving goodbye. Some were begging me to stay, though each had their own reason. Chrysalis flew towards the skylight in a flash, blasting a small hole into it with her magic, though she made sure the glass shards didn’t fall into the building.
Just below, we heard the sounds of the SWAT team busting their way into the convention. Just in time to catch sight of Chrysalis flying out. Ignoring pretty much everything else down below, she flew back to the car Serena still sat in. It wasn’t far, but it was far enough that we could safely hop in and make our escape. So I climbed in, dispelling the spell that held Serena locked in… only to find nothing to dispel, and no driver present.
“What the…?” I muttered.
[Looks like magic really does exist in this world… that spell should have stayed until we got back. Let’s look for her, she has some explaining to do.] Chrysalis suggested. I nodded, shifting into the form of a stray golden retriever, using the form’s enhanced sense of smell to try and track her scent. It was easy enough to follow. She didn’t use any kind of masking agent to cover up her scent, so I was free to follow. When I finally got around to where she was, I had to stop. The air felt weird here, almost dark…
[I recognise this… it’s magic, but not any I’ve encountered before. Let’s find out where it’s coming from.] Chrysalis said. I nodded and trotted on, heading towards where I felt the magic coming from. As I got closer, I felt it pulsing with life and rage… that couldn’t have been good.
That doesn’t feel good. Something’s up, isn’t it? I asked.
[This magic user is… incredibly powerful. Clearly they’ve been at this for years.] Chrysalis contemplated. I shivered at the implications, moving on. Strangely, I hadn’t lost Serena’s scent the whole time I was following the magic. I guess she was sensitive to magic, or something… but I knew she wasn’t the source.
Eventually, after a couple nervous breakdowns from how powerful the magic felt, we managed to make it to the magic’s origin. Surprisingly, despite how dark the magic felt, the place of origin was a cheerful looking, daycare center… though it was clear the place had long ago been abandoned and was recently repurposed for something else.
That’s not creepy at all… I sarcastically remarked.
[Best not to get caught. I doubt I would have an easy time fighting this one even if I was hit by another love blast from Cadence and Shining Armor.] Chrysalis advised. I nodded mentally, letting Chrysalis take control for the moment. I kept a watch on our other senses, making sure nothing snuck up on us. As we poked our nose through a window behind the building, we heard a strange chanting… but then I heard someone stumble, and the sermons ended, immediately followed by a massive wave of hateful disdain. We nearly choked on it but we managed together thanks mostly in part to Chrysalis bearing the brunt of it.
“Fool… we must get this right. You bumbling around like an idiot won’t win us any favors from the Great Firespreader by being such a clutz… Get out now. We need to move again, and you won’t be of any use during the move.” we heard a powerful woman’s voice speak. I took a guess that that was the owner of the dark power aura.
“Y-yes Leader…” Serena’s voice replied. I heard someone coming my way, towards the back door, and waited to see who it was. I had to fight the snarl off our face that Chrysalis was so intent on showing when it was Serena we saw.
Stop, we need all the facts. As much as I want to tear her throat out too, we need to know what she’s really doing here. In this world, things are hardly ever as they seem. I told her off as I fought for control. The little scolding actually worked, to my surprise, and she let me back in control.
[Fine, but we’re interrogating my way.] she shot back. Taking the wheel, I took initiative and ran ahead to a point Serena would be passing. I waited there until she came, and then pounced her. She was quick to react, pulling out a talisman of some kind and shoving it in my face, even as she fell.. But she seemed taken aback when I kept up the aggression.
“Nice toy, but I don’t think it works on a Queen.” I growled.
“Wh- Chrysalis?! What are you doing?!” she asked, shocked.
“You were with those cultists. I wanna know why. ” I demanded, with help from Chrysalis infusing magic into my words. I felt a bit of resistance as I spoke, meaning she somehow had some way of resisting the mind control, but whatever it was wasn’t strong enough to stop me from getting in.
“I’m a double agent. They’re trying to summon a demon that doesn’t want to be. I’m on the Demon’s side.” Serena replied confidently. A stark contrast from when she was with the cultists. She’s a pretty good actor. I raised an eyebrow.
“A demon? Tell me about it. What do you know?” I demanded. She complied, but I could feel a hint of greater resistance.
“He’s unique in that he only answers to those with good intentions, always angered by those who sacrifice things in Blood to summon him. He’s also powerful enough to ignore more powerful summons, like sacrificing the life of an entire cult to call him.” She replied. Well, I guess that’s satisfactory. “Whoa, what? Why am I…?”
“Audio influenced Mind Control, darling. Had to get straight answers out of you.” I replied as I got off of her. “Sorry for being so blunt about it, but… well, I had to know whose side you were really on. Now, answer me one last question. As soon as we get somewhere safe, wanna fuck~? I want to make up for falsely accusing you. Plus, I wanna build a hive.”
“...Well that was out of nowhere. But yes. I honestly thought neither of you would ask.”
“Let’s get back to your place then.” I said with a smile, though it was probably a bit creepy since I was in a canine form right about then. Whether or not she wasn’t bothered or she ignored it though, I couldn’t tell as she just got up and started walking to the car.
[...Wow, I’m surprised she agreed so quickly.] Chrysalis said in surprise.
Humans have varied interests. This one apparently has a fetish for eggs. And knows we can put ‘em in her. I explained.
[... Humans are strange.] she said, to which I snorted.
Understatement of the century. I replied. When we arrived at the car, I hopped into the passenger seat once again, noting how SWAT was locking the convention down. Guess they really want to keep me secret. Heh… too bad I’m already on the internet. At least… I assume so.
Grabbing my laptop from my bag, I opened it up to Gmail so I could contact my parents. I made sure to send Dad a message to let him know there was no way I could come back home, now that the government was likely hunting me.
Dad of course was pretty pissed… and worried as hell. He practically demanded I tell him what happened, and I obliged… until we rolled out onto the street, where I lost internet connection. Still, I prepared another message on the way that fully explained everything, and then closed my laptop.
Then when we arrived at her place… Things started getting a little heated.
