Purpose

by TempesTyranos

Rating: everyone
Tags: Sad, Original Character, Adventure, Hoity Toity, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1009

When a changeling's mindset is warped, what becomes of the creature. And does it find a purpose?

Nyra the changeling thought of her first raid as an exciting moment. But when she is forced to disconnect with the colony and fend for herself, her primal instincts kick in. One more question to think about, what happens if a changeling feeds on something other than love?

Published 2012-07-07 13:44:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-07 13:44:02 UTC

Chapter 1

Authors Note: My grammer may not be the best in the world. Forgive me is something noticeable is not there. also, ANTHRO

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“GO MY MINIONS... FEED!!!”

With those words, the group of changelings that were in the alter room quickly hovered, and with excitement and watering mouths, flew out the main door back to the chaotic city of Canterlot. Each one in the group passed the message on to the next, and in only a few minutes, the whole army was alerted of the plan.

Screaming ponies ran left and right, trying to evade and hide away from the siege on the town. The changeling army continued their dive-bombs once the shield protecting the town was shattered.

One changeling in particular, was a new recruit named Nyra. She was excited beyond her wildest dreams, for this was the first time she had been included in a siege. Her excitement was already clear on her face. Her queen did mention that their target contained a lot of love to feed off of, but this was overpowering. So overpowering in fact, that she could feel the delicious essence with the very air itself. Just thinking of sapping it raw from a pony was enough to make her mini-gasm.

With a squeal of excitement, she landed in the town square, along with all her siblings, and immediately set her sights on a pair of ponies running for cover. Nyra's instincts kicked in, and she began stalking her prey, the rush of chasing down her next meal exciting her even more.

One pony, a pale blue, white maned earth stallion wearing a nice outfit tripped and skidded on the floor a bit and kicking up dust. “Oh I say” the fashion pony whined in a sophisticated tone, getting back up. “Oh this is just horrible. This took weeks to design. It's gonna take forever to clean these stains out and WAAAH.”

He was interrupted by a body, tackling him from behind and pinning him face down to the ground. Panicking, he tried to break free from his captor, writhing and wiggling in a desperate attempt to escape.

Nyra purred, biting her lower lip. The feeling of her prey struggling underneath her, coupled with the amount of love coming from him was intoxicating. Her mouth began to water more, and she licked her lips as she lowered her head to her victims neck, anxious to sink her teeth into the succulent essence.

Suddenly, a loud boom grabbed her attention. She looked up and turned to look at the castle. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw her queen, as well as some of her brethren being forced out of the castle by a force field. A force field...that was coming right for her!!

Without warning she was slammed by the field, and along with the rest of the army and thrown out of Canterlot. But the slam from the shield caused her to black out.

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The crisp breeze against her and the sound of rustling leaves and birds caused her to stir awake. She got up into a sitting position, rubbing her aching head from the impact. She looked around, wondering where in the wide world of Equestria could she have possible landed. Finally, regaining some of her strength, she got up using a tree for leverage, looking around. Trees, lots and lots of trees. Wherever she landed, it was filled with very dense forest. Something else felt very off. She couldn't feel or sense the presence of her brethren. There was no other changeling in sight. She was all alone.

She began walking through the forest, not having a certain direction to go, just wanting to get out, or find another changeling, whichever one came first. Minutes past and the sun began to set beyond the horizon. Finally the familiar feel of another changeling hit her. One of her brethren. She chittered happily and began running in the direction.

After a while, she could see a body in the distance...the other changeling. Without delay, she picked up the pace, getting closer and closer. But, when she finally got within eyesight, what she saw shocked her, causing her to skid to a halt. There on the ground was the changeling, but unfortunately, a tree branch was jutting out of its stomach.

Nyra hurried over to the body, but it was far too late to do anything. A tear fell as she took a hand and held it to her chest. It weakly clamped around her hand as the dying changeling coughed a bit of blood. It was far too weak to get up, and the damage was already done. It couldn't go any further, and it knew thatas much as she wanted to stay, she knew she couldn't. She still had to try and find the rest of the colony. Getting up, she began to make her was away from the dead changeling in hopes of finding others.

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The hours ticked away and Nyra continued searching for others. The hours turned to days. Her mindset on finding the others was slowly fading. She hadn't seen eye or tail of any others, and she had begun to give up any hope of finding any. There was one thing she was to do if she could not find the colony. She would no longer be needed. She could be replaced, and the connection to the colony would only slow the rest of the collective down.

She gulped. Not know what would happen outside the colony. A changeling without the colony was sure to die in an instant. But...she could be replaced. Not like she was important or anything. With one last breath, she closed her eyes and mentally detached herself from the rest of the colony. In an instant, her outside appearance changed slightly.

And even though she was detached from the collective, her primal instincts still remained. She needed to survive on her own now, and the only was she know how, was to feed
Feed on love.