I was currently getting out of the shower after a long day at the day court. Sometimes I wonder why I put up with all the nobles. Don’t get me wrong I love my little ponies, but sometimes the nobles can come in the day court come in for stupidest reasons. Just today my nephew in name prince blue blood came in requesting that I give him the rights to fashion industry. I have no idea why but I declined for obvious reasons. Plus I know that rarity would never forgive me.
I am just glad this day is over so I can have sometime to myself. I then got dried off and walked toward my bed until I saw something on my balcony. I got a closer look and my eyes widened.
“Hello Celestia. It’s been a long time.”
Standing right there on my balcony was Queen Chrysalis herself not even looking at me as she is staring at the view of canterlot. She didn’t look like from the last time I saw her. She looks like a wreck. Her hair was a mess; she had few extra holes in her wings, one of her eyes was almost swollen shut, and there were bandages wrapped around her torso.
“Chrysalis! What is the meaning of this?!”
“I’m just getting one last look before I do what I am about to do.”
I then got in a fighting stance ready for whatever attack or trap she has for me. She won’t stop me a second time.
“And what might that be?”
She then turns to face me with a neutral expression and walked ever so slowly to me and stopped when we were face. She then takes off her crown and puts it on the ground and stomps on and smashes it to pieces. She then sat down and put both of her front hooves out toward me.
“I hereby terminate my position as queen of the changelings and turn myself over to you Princess Celestia and I am now at your mercy.”
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. This was the last thing I would expect especially chrysalis of all ponies. This had to be some trick of sorts. I know for a fact that she is a brilliant strategist and a master manipulator. I then kept my usual voice but still made it stern to show my hidden anger
“Do you take me for a fool?”
“Do you really want my honest answer?”
“This is clearly some form of trap.”
“It’s not a trap. I can assure you.”
“Why should I believe you?”
“You don’t have to. I don’t care anymore.”
“Even if you really are trying to turn yourself in-“
“Which I am.” She interrupted.
“What could possibly drive you to do this?”
“I have my reasons.”
“I’m sure you do. Where are your changeling minions?”
“…I don’t want to talk about it.”
Her face was starting to change and it was looking like she was on the break of tears. Is this really the queen that nearly took over equestrian? I kept my stern voice.
“Chrysalis. Where are your changelings?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Chrysalis. Where-“
She then had tears coming from her eyes and was filled with rage and sadness.
“THEY ARE ALL DEAD! DON’T YOU GET IT?! I AM THE LAST CHANGELING ALIVE! MY ENTIRE RACE IS DEAD!!!”
She then collapsed onto the floor in crying emotional breakdown. She wouldn’t stop crying. I knew that we haven’t had any changeling activity for a while but I had no idea the situation was so dire. Were all the changelings really all gone?
“Chrysalis. I am deeply sorry about the changelings but can you elaborate on the situation.”
She cried a little longer and did her best to stop and keep herself proper.
“I can try. I guess I should start before the wedding. Changelings and ponies are more alike than you would think. Changelings have their own personality, skills, appearance, and they all had their own identity and everything a pony had and more. The only reason why they all looked the same at the wedding was just their default disguise to use in combat like how all your royal guards mostly look the same. I was their queen and I was just doing what I was born to do and rule over them.
I did consider peace at first but considering the reputation equestria has when it comes to race. It took you over a hundred years for unicorn, Pegasus, and earth pony to get along. Changelings looks alone is scary to ponies so I could tell that but the time you all stopped bickering amongst yourselves you all would have starved to death so the only option I saw left was invasion. I needed to take action before it was too late. So I got my spies to go to equestria and pick up every book on they could get on strategy and manipulation and mastered both until I was ready to attack.
After the blast that cadence made it left me seriously injured as you can see. Unfortunately When I landed it actually broke off my horn. It was my only way to communicate to the rest of my hive. I then decided to walk all the way back to the hive. Even without my horn I know my way back to my hive. I know the badlands like the back of my hoof. Anyway I was expecting all the refugees from the attack their but, when I got their there was no one there. I looked everywhere for anyone. I never found anyone. I then assumed I was the first one there and the others would be back soon. But nobody came.
By the time my horn finally grew back the first thing I did was try to contact anyone on the hive mind. There was no response. I was totally alone. I have no idea what happened to all of them but I knew was I the last Changeling. When I finally realized the situation it hit me like ton of bricks and I then went through the 5 stages of grief.
If you’re wondering how I haven’t starved yet is cause queen changelings are the only ones that don’t need love to live. The fangs aren’t just for show I am a carnivore. I survived off of the small animals of the land.
Anyway after I went through my grieving I then realized I was a failure of queen. I was the last one alive. I am the reason my changelings are all dead. I killed all my subjects and friends. I then came straight here. I knew I had been charged with major crimes here so I then realized I deserve whatever punishment you give me.”
I never thought I would feel sympathy for chrysalis. Luckily when I use to control the element of honesty it still left my ability to tell a lie. This was real. She just told me how she is the last changeling and she actually truthfully wishes to be given her punishment. There was nothing I could do but stare with wide eyes.
“Now since that is out of the way.”
She then goes up back to her previous position of surrendering herself.
“I would like to serve out my sentence.”
It has been a month since chrysalis has been imprisoned. When I told the news to my little ponies the news of chrysalis and the fate of the changelings their reactions were sympathetic to the changelings. I am glad that my ponies were still kind enough in nature to forgive the changelings even after the whole unpleasant situation. Or at least most of them. I heard that prince blueblood got most of the snobby bigoted nobles from canterlot and had their own their own version of the gala. Only difference is that they somehow managed to have fun. I don’t like my ponies acting like racists.
I only recently heard got word of the party after I got a letter sent by pinkie pie. Even she wouldn’t throw a party for that. Glad to see that twilight and her friends still are being good ponies and not still holding grudge on chrysalis. When I told cadence and shining armor about chrysalis and the changelings they had very mixed feelings on how they should feel. They seemed to forgive the changelings but not chrysalis. Not that I can blame them for what she put them both through. It’s all I can ask for at this point.
Right now its shortly after my sister raised the moon and I am on my balcony looking down at my little ponies thinking on what to do with chrysalis. She is a broken mare trying to punish herself for what happened to her changelings. I know she is tyrant that nearly won in taking over equestrian, but I still feel sympathy for her since I can sort of relate to her situation. When I had to banish my sister that was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. It was not exactly killing but in the situation it sure felt like it. But in chrysalis case she feels like she slaughter everyone she knows and blames herself even though we have no confirmation what exactly killed the changelings. On some nights I can hear her crying from my bedroom all the way down from the dungeon.
“Tia?”
I turned around to see my sister Luna behind me. She had a concerned look on her face as she walked up to me.
“Hello dear sister why are thou still up?”
“Oh hello Luna I’m just thinking.”
“Sister we know that look. Tell us what is troubling you?”
I sighed. “It’s about chrysalis”
“Oh. Is this about the extermination of her race?”
“Partly. Its more on the fact I can’t help but feel sympathy for her when I hear her crying at night.”
“It has been rather noticeable. Hath thou thought of anything to deal with the issue?”
“I have one idea but, I don’t think you are going to like it.”
“Sister we doubt it can be that bad. Just tell us.”
“I think I want to take it upon myself to try and redeem her.”
Her eyes widened and the silence was so quite you couldn't even hear crickets.
“Well we are not going to lie and say that doesn’t surprise us. But why take it upon yourself dear sister?”
“Well beside the fact that I haven’t done anything worth mentioning in while I think I am the only one who can help her deal with this situation. I may not know the pain of losing an entire race but, I know what it’s like to lose family.”
We both stood there in silence for a minute.
“Well that aside, we don’t see any reason not to convince you otherwise. I can defiantly see the major advantage of having her as an ally. Despite the unpleasantness of what happened at the wedding it was still a very impressive feat. We just ask to be careful sister.”
“Don’t worry Luna I will be fine.”
“Alright we trust thou sister. Hath a goodnight.”
She then flew to her own balcony.
Hopefully by the time this is all over it will have a happy ending.
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(---POV Chrysalis---)
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(---Next Morning---)
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I am lying down on the floor in my cell. I have extremely thick chains on my front hooves, back hooves, torso, and neck all wrapped tight. All my injures when I first got here were treated so look pretty much the same. Well except the crown. I never did like it much but it was one of the only ways to possibly show celestia I was serious. Well that and her face were priceless. Hey some things can’t change no matter how broken you are.
If I am being honest with myself I deserve all this. I was the one who convinced all my subjects on that suicide mission. Even if any survived none of them would ever forgive me. I wouldn’t blame them. I am responsible for all their deaths. I just tried to be good queen like I was born to do. I am a monster.
A guard then came in and put down a doggy bowl full of meat for me to eat. I don’t like the idea of having to eat like dog but, I still need to eat no matter how humiliating it is. The guard then had smug smile on his face and decided to dump the meat on the floor in the furthest part of the room where it was very hard to in my chains. He kept that stupid grin on his face on and left.
Just because I am imprisoned doesn’t mean I don’t like it when the guards do stuff like that. Asshole. I then got up and moved best I could and moved closer and closer to the meat. I managed to eat half of the pile of meat before my chains reached their limit. I reach the rest of it but all it did was aggravate me and make me look more like a dog. I eventfully gave up and went back to my sleeping corner. Despite me crying myself to sleep most nights I still have some of my pride. It is the only thing I got left. I hate being treated like a dog, but I still need to keep myself alive.
Then suddenly the door opened again and celestia walked in. Did not expect that so soon. But with the still remaining pride I had left I decided to remain silence and pretend to not even notice her.
“Hello chrysalis.”
I remained silent not looking at her.
“I can understand if you don’t want to talk to me but just hear me out. I understand you are in a depressed state and you think that punishing yourself is the only answer. But trust me it only makes things worse. I speak from experience. I might have a way to help you chrysalis but, you are going to do what I ask of you. If not for me then do it for your subjects even if they are no longer with us. Would you rather they remember you as what your now or someone trying to do the right thing?”
I stood there in silence for minute but then she stood up and I turned to look at her.
“You are better at manipulation then I gave you credit for.”
