Author's Note

Rating changed to mature, and dark and tragedy tags added. In this story ark, it's going to get really dark. Word of warning, if you don't like stories with terrorism and severe mistreatment/torture, you may wish to skip this chapter and the next.

Humanling (Kara)

Hey! It's me, Kara. Say, if you can read this, could you maybe come break me out of this high security prison? I'll pay you... or do your homework for a whole year... just get me out of this place. How did I even get in here, you ask? Well, do I have a story for you...

It started a week after our presence was made public up in Canterlot. Apparently, things didn't go as planned. Ponies up there were furious and seemed to have lost all trust in the princesses. It's understandable after what my hive did a long time ago... but still, give us a chance! At least Ponyville is mostly ok with giving us a chance. There's a couple of ponies who don't want us to be in Ponyville, but at least it's not so many that we can't go about our days in relative peace.

Anyway, so, a couple of days ago, mom decided it was time to open the mirror portal and go through. I was excited about that. And hey, the portal mirror is in OUR castle, so why not use it? Anywho... seeing a whole new world with beings I didn't even know existed... sounds interesting, right? Yea, it so does... don't even try to deny it. Anyway, we went through a mirror and came out of a statue in front of a rather large building. We also stepped out in front of a group of people (Yes, that's what they're called... in case you're a pony and reading this), that are basically human versions of our friends back in Ponyville. They all rushed to hug mom... then they saw the rest of us and proceeded to go berserk. A couple of them got some punches in before mom stepped in and yelled "stop" at the absolute top of her lungs.

"What is going on?" Mom asked, "I thought you guys were friendly".

"Not towards terrorists," The... well, leader (Her name is Sunset Shimmer) said.

"They're not terrorists, they're my family," Mom explained.

"You're kidding, right?" Sunset asked.

"No, I'm not," Mom said, "I'll explain everything if you agree not to throw anymore punches".

They all looked at each other and nodded before taking on a neutral pose. Over the next hour, mom explained everything from how she was basically reborn to how she became the mother of the very first hybrid... aka, me.

"Well, that's backwards," The human Rainbow Dash said.

"How so?" Mom asked.

"The lings of this world are terrorists," Sunset pointed out, "Their leader, a deranged psychopath known as Chrysalis, started a war about sixteen years ago when she sent suicide bombers to multiple heavily populated locations".

"Suicide bombers?" I asked.

"They strap bombs to their chests and go to the most populated area they can find and blow themselves up," The human Applejack explained.

"They targeted every populated area they could," Sunset said, "We all have scars from one of those bombings. Back then was our last year before graduation. One of the most popular students back then was a ling. He was respected, he was very intelligent, and nobody expected what he did. During lunch one day, he got up and walked to the center of the cafeteria, where most of the students sat, and yelled out 'Death to the Infidels!' and then blew himself up. The students closest to him... there was nothing left of them. We sat at one of the farthest tables, so we didn't get hurt too bad. But we have scars that you can't ever hope to see. We watched a kid blow himself up, we watched our fellow students die while we lived. I still have nightmares about it to this day".

"Wow, no wonder you guys don't like us," Dad said.

"Not you in particular," The human rarity said, "But the lings in our world. You actually seem nice and likeable".

"Yea, you really do," Sunset said, "Though, others won't see it that way. Heck, you're better off back in Equestria. Lings and sympathizers are jailed for life. Lings get tortured every day, through various methods. Sympathizers are treated semi fairly, but they still don't get much freedom".

"And you're ok with that!?" Jade asked loudly, "No offense, but you guys kind of have some things coming. Equestrians don't like us much, and those up in Canterlot seem to show it the most, but they wouldn't go THAT far".

"You'd be surprised what fear can make somebody do," Sunset said, "Do I agree with what happens in those jails? No. But the lings need to understand what it's like. It could be done better, but at least they get their point across".

So, as it turns out, the changelings in this human world are nothing but basically mindless terrorists. I wonder what OUR queen would think of the Chrysalis in this world. I'll have to ask once I get back home... which I hope happens soon. When Sunset said changelings are tortured every day, she wasn't kidding. I look enough like a changeling to be considered one in full. For the past three days, I've been woken up with a high powered taser, I get whipped when I do even the tiniest thing wrong, I only get one meal a day... and what's the worst part? There's no love energy to feed on.

So how exactly did I get here? Well, our discussion was rudely disrupted by guards. My hivemates and I tried to fight back, but it didn't end in our favor. I managed to knock out a couple of guards before I got whacked hard in the back of the head, forced to black out. The skirmish took only about five minutes, so not much to say about it. We were outnumbered, so it was a lost cause, anyway.

Anyway, when I woke up, I was strapped down on a large, metal table. As soon as they realized I was awake, they flipped some switch and I felt electricity running through every inch of my body. Worst pain I've ever felt in my entire life. They turned it of every so often to let me get some quick breaths before shocking me again. I don't know how long it lasted, but I was so fucking happy when it was over. It's not gotten better, though, but at least the electric shocking is only when I wake up, now.

I thought I was tough enough to handle anything. Felt I could take on the world if I so wished. Now, I'm just a scared little girl who wants to go home more than anything else. I want to be able to have fun with the Crusaders. I'd give anything for mom to read me a bedtime story like she did when I was a nymph. I hate it here, and I hope I get to go home soon...

Alright, so why did I write the first CHS chapter like this? Well, I feel like there are more than just a few differences between Equestria and the human world. One big difference is that I feel the human Chryssie would be more the evil, terrorist type. I feel like there has to be some universe where Chryssie remains a villain, and I felt the human world would be best for that simply because how violent humans can be.

Why did I also make it so the non changeling humans torture and severely mistreat the changelings of their world? Like Sunset said, fear makes people do the unthinkable. When people are afraid, morals go out the window. If I'm not mistaken, even we Americans have this as part of our history concerning the treatment of the Japanese Americans after the bombing of Pearl Harbor.