Princess Celestia finally was able to lay in her bed and sleep. Her eyes were bagged and slightly red from all that she had to deal with for the entire day. made even worse by the questions flooding her mind.

Was she really capable of telling Twilight what happened?

Would it be best to call that letter out on a bluff?

What if the letter wasn’t a bluff though?

Is Thorax really-?

She immediately stopped herself from that thought as it was the one that hurt her most. How such news would affect Spike was another matter. A worse matter. One that she didn’t feel ready to tell him yet. He would be more than crushed. he’d be devastated, hurt, and probably become reclusive. She would never want that for the poor young dragon. That was a fate she’d avoid for him at all costs if she could. And how her day started off the same, and became so wrong.

Of course her day was morning court. Nobles with selfish desires enter and proclaim some absurd delusion of gaining favor from her. There was a visit from Blueblood, but he merely stated a few things happening around Canterlot. It was not every day, but it was always relieving when he wasn’t after something himself.

No, the thing that got to her most, was the letter that arrived. At first, she thought it was from King Thorax by the swirl of green and black magic. But when she actually read the letter itself. That was when the weight of its content added to her current strain.

Dear Princess Celestia,

I have decided to give you a fair warning ahead of time for what will be stated in this letter of mine. Yes a Changeling is writing this letter and yes, I have deemed it a necessity.

First, I would depressingly announce to you that King Thorax, the usurper of Queen Chrysalis is sadly, not amongst the living. His life has been ended in a most horribly, unfortunate way.

I merely came to him peacefully with intent to study his physiology. When I found out what is was, I couldn’t help myself, but become disgusted with his insulting existence.

You see, when Chrysalis and the other Queens came to the annual council meeting, which Kings haven’t been acquainted for, told us all about what this Starlight Glimmer had done. before the other Queens could go with their own intentions, I elected myself to study what had happened to him and the rest of the Hive she rightfully ruled.

I found out he wasn’t just Changeling, but also was part Crystal Pony as well. A hybrid of the two. While being a creature born from the very nature of this world itself, being hybrid with crystals in his way would have been enlightening. Sadly, it wasn’t. This was because the crystal part of him wasn’t from the nature of the world, but an offset, subspecies race of a freak of nature.

Now, despite what I’ve said, no, I don’t have a species/xenophobic/racial based superiority complex. None of that. Griffons, and Minotaurs are fine, but Pony. Well, lets just say I’ve been around long enough to know the true origin of YOUR race.

I know what a Pony truly is. I know what force brought your mutated existence into creation. I’ve seen that, that thing. That HORRIBLE BUCKING THING! I won’t stand by and let it have its way through you. Through your subjects. Through your delusions. I refuse to bow down and watch as it completes this machine of its design upon OUR world. Your kind may have been born upon this planet, but that thing you came from isn’t. Parasite.

What I am saying is simple. I am proclaiming a declaration of war. A war between Pony and Changeling. You were given the chance to have a symbiotic relationship with us, but declined and sealed Chrysalis away for a time. The only time you decide to was when Thorax becomes part abomination, under your nieces leash of control, and usurps her.

No, I won’t spare lives. No, I won’t have mercy. No, I won’t stop until you’re dead. Your ‘cutie mark’ does not represent your control to move the sun every day, but to harness its light as power, and move it back into place. The Celestial bodies moved on their own in the first place! What makes you think you were meant to permanently control them, you dunce!

Despite my outbursts, there is another option. Put the Celestial bodies back into place. Surrender the lives of yourself, Luna, Cadence, and finally, but most importantly, Starlight Glimmer. Lay your head down and die under my custom made guillotine. I will call off the war. If not, then.

I will slaughter every last Pony in this world on sight. I know of another way to us. I will be teaching it to the other Hives.

From your future enemy,
High Queen Pollen, the Mother of all Changelings

After reading the letter, a number of emotions came to her. She was sad, hurt, angry. Killing was abolished a long, long time ago. Sure, there were those that suggested eliminating Discord while he was a statue, as he could in fact be killed because he was forced into a more mortal form. Magical stone, but still breakable, but she declined every one of those that suggested.

Many would call her weak. Others compassionate. the truth was, she hated killing. She hated being forced to when she was much younger. She despised bloodshed. She thought of herself a kind, gentle ruler. One that could be a role model to others. One that could guide others into peace.

Now that peace will be broken.

She hated the old, old, long forgotten saying. It was a saying she would love to disagree to her grave. One she would fight no matter the consequences of her actions, as long as they only affected her.

The road to peace is paved with the blood of good intentions.

Still, she had to except this reality. She had to call a war council. She had to wake up her sister. She had to, no, she wanted to keep Twilight and her friends out of this. They weren’t soldiers. Twilight couldn’t kill. She wouldn’t take a life. She didn’t have the heart for it. she would never force her to do such a thing.

Twilight would just try to alleviate the situation with friendship. While the Elements of harmony are powerful, they are meant for healing, not hurting. She now knows she and her sister used them wrong all those years ago. She also realized that they wouldn’t even affect a Changeling. Both came from the world. both have an immunity towards each other.

The Tree of Harmony uses more Earthly magic to stop their enemies. Because of its alignment, it can use the power of the planets magic for one strike. She felt this when Tirek was defeated. It used the entire worlds ambient magic to correct what he had done. It wasn’t some holy, divine instrument of purification. It was just a tree that was aligned to the world. A world of magic. There was nothing godly about it to begin with.

Changelings were also of the world. They were born from an ancient tree that grew from the worlds greyer essence. They too were of the planet they lived on. Which is why the tree would not be able to do anything to them. They were from the very plants of the world. They practically WERE the planet incarnate into a species.

But the one question on her mind the most was what was HER own species origin. She never knew where she had truly came from. She knew of the ancient alicorns and that was a mystery she hoped to find out some day. But what did Pollen mean when she stated some horrible thing had created her race was a bigger question. What was this horrible thing? Why was it so horrible to her? she would need to think and research any avenue she could find.

The only other thing that happened was a letter from Twilight. She remembered requesting her to go to the Western Island Fort and figure out what that massive surge of magic was. She didn’t know what made it and it worried her greatly at the time. She thought it was probably some enemy that wanted to ruin her nations peace.

Disappointingly, there was nothing that was found. It seemed everything was destroyed when Twilight and her friends got there. the entire fort, useless. But there was a strange bit of detail worth noting. There were spots of nothing through the area. A few places devoid of magic. As if some creature nullified any ambient magic it passed through. Sadly, untraceable as the nullified trail ended at the sea. Most likely, the creature that destroyed the fort is a sea dwelling type of creature. That would explain why the nullifying trail ends there.

That however would be a discussion for another time however. For now, sleep.

Author's Note

The next chapter. Just so you guys know, I'm only doing this story for fun.

I don't care for fame and publicity. Certainly this story is not the best. Regardless, I just want everyone to enjoy. If you don't, then you don't. Leave a comment and/or move on.

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