Rummy's Story

Chapter One: Let Me Take You In

        Rummy was what you would call a very interesting Changeling. Ever since the day of his hatching from the nursery hive, he was seen as being different from all of the other Changelings both physically and mentally. To start off, he was a different color then the other changelings. Instead of the normal blue color that every Changeling in the hive was born with, most of his features where red; His shell, his eyes, his wings, heck, even his ears had red on the tips of them. Not only that, but he also bore a heart birthmark on his right cheek. This was something that was very odd, and it even scared some of the Changelings. Queen Chrysalis herself also expressed concern over the strangeness of Rummy's actions, however she ignored it as being a simple phase. This of course was not the case. As the years went on, Rummy's mindset and actions became even more stranger. Instead of actually doing any kind of work , he would go out into a open field and make flower crowns. This was a very big problem for all of the changeling race, with the exception of Thorax that is, as the idea of all of this was to them a sign of weakness and softness. Which was an idea that was condemned by the Queen herself. As the years went on, Rummy's mindset was completely off for a normal Changeling. To start off, he displayed a much higher desire to spread love around. Compared to the normal way a Changeling would act, this was something that was considered a very dangerous act. He also hated any idea of conflict with anyone, much less the idea of actually hurting any pony. So when he had heard about the takeover of the Crystal Empire, he immediately rebelled against the hive ,took what little belongings that he had, and left the hive for good. It wasn't a very easy task to leave the hive, as it was heavily guarded by many solider Changelings, but somehow he managed to do it without being caught. It took him some time to actually find a place to stay at.He knew for a fact that any kind of contact with ponies was off his list. Not so much for the fact that his life would be in danger, but he was afraid of causing any kind of hysteria. Fast forward about two days later, and now he's lodging in an alleyway located next to an old abandoned shop connected to other shops. His means of keeping himself alive was rather hard, to say the least. He wrapped himself up in old sheets and blankets to keep himself from freezing to death, and as much as he hated doing it, he had to feed off of the love of some ponies that hung out next to the alleyway. Now, it was nighttime, and the cold winter air was really hitting him hard. He grabbed some sheets and blankets that hung from a old laundry wire, and wrapped himself up. This of course was of very little help, as he still shivered like a bowl of gelatin during an earthquake.

  "Of all the times that I could have left, why did it have to be during the middle of freaking winter!" Rummy lamented as he wrapped himself up tighter in the blankets to shield himself from the cold.

Rummy shuffled around on the old mattress, trying to find a comfortable spot. After minutes of tossing and turning, he finally managed to find a spot that was tolerable enough for his back. As he lay there on the filthy mattress, he started regretting making that decision to leave. Sure it wasn't great, but at least he had a roof over his head and food on the table. Now he was hungry, cold, and freezing to death. In a crappy ally none the less. Now, normally a changeling like himself would simply change into a pony and try and get lodging at one of the soup kitchens across town, however this was an impossibility. The reason being is that, unlike all of the other Changelings in the hive, he hadn't learned how to change into anyone. He wasn't sure why, but he just knew that it was just that. Rummy wrapped the rest of the sheets around his body, and shivered. Today had been one of the worst days of his life.

"How could this get any worse?" Rummy grunted as slammed his hoof into the mattress

  The hit from his hoof caused a spring from the mattress to come loose from the other springs and jolt up. The spring ripped through the thin mattress, and without a single warning, the spring jammed itself deep into Rummy's side. The

"Ow. Son of a !" Rummy yelled out as he flinched in pain.

   Rummy carefully slid the offending spring out of his side, and sat up to examine the wound. The wound was very deep, and blood began to pour out like a small stream in a forest.To make matters worse, the spring that had stabbed him was competly rusty. He knew that he needed immediate medical attention or else he would either bleed out or get a bad infection. There was only one problem though, he was a Changeling. No pony, as far as he knew, had any desire to help a Changeling. As a matter of fact, they most likely would have finished him off if they had the chance. It was a pain for him to get up, but he managed. He limped slowly towards the frozen streets of the town that he was in, and weakly cried out

"Help."

  This of course, did nothing, as every pony was either in their homes or somewhere else. The pain in his side was growing worse and worse by the second, and his vision was starting to become fuzzy. He tried to walk some more, but he soon collapsed right then and there, on the cold sidewalk. He couldn't even move anymore, much less walk. As he lied down on the cold sidewalk, bleeding to death, tears began forming in his eyes. He was going to die, and there was nothing that he could do about it. Just as he was about to pass out from the massive loss of blood, he noticed a figure running towards him. Great, first he was going to die, now he had to deal with some guard who was possibly going to decapitate him the first chance he got. However, once the figure got closer to him, he noticed that the figure running towards him wasn't a guard at all, but a simple stallion. He couldn't really make out any features on the stallion, mostly because of his blurry vision, but the one thing that he could see was the look of worry and fright plastered on the stallion's face. It didn't take long before the stallion made his way towards him. As he did, Rummy slowly started to loose consciousness. The last thing that he heard before passing out was

"Do you need help?"