“ It’s odd coming from you.. “
Remorse.
Thar’s all Thorax felt..remorse. After a chaotic event in Ponyville, about 196 ponies got hurt, but none were killed. One of those ponies, was actually one of Twilight’s friends, Fluttershy. He, unfortunately, also damaged Spike in the process, and that’s how he came to his senses. He lost control on Chrysalis AND himself in a simple, heated debate, that could’ve been solved without violence. He put innocent pony lives in danger, just because some of them still disliked the Changeling race. They started calling Changelings horrible names, and sooner on, Chrysalis started it up too, calling ponies horrible names too. One word really only made Thorax snap however, and honestly, he didn’t know why. He forgot what it was...but it hurt. The rest of his memory was a blur, but he did remember green beams being shot everywhere.
Hearing ponies scream in fear.
He didn’t WANT to remember. He didn’t WANT to do that. Chrysalis certainly wanted to, but he didn’t. He was the one who let their anger, mostly Chrysalis’s anger, and his stress get to them both. He couldn’t blame it JUST on Chrysalis. It was his fault too. He started thinking about it way to much, because he started ramming himself into a wall like a block of stone, being thrown at a wall, trying to be broken. Unlike stone, he can’t break too easily. It can break, but not right away. Thorax, however, is not stone. He’s more breakable, physically, mentally, and emotionally. Once he stopped, he was covered in little marks. Not enough damage, he thought. He started to think for a moment, before getting a idea.
He was actually in a cavern, so he flew out of it and up into the sky. After going up about 40-50 feet up, he dropped down. Although he knew he pretty much deserved this, he was still a bit scared. He landed quite hard on the ground, but not hard enough. He tried again, this time going up 70-80 feet. That wasn’t good enough either. He flew up even HIGHER, up to 200-300 feet up. This did a lot of damaged.
“ ..There.. “ He said, weakishly, realizing parts of him started to bleed. He let out a shaky sigh, and stumbled back into the cavern. He thought some more, a bit too much, because his head ended up hurting. He, all of the sudden, collapsed to the ground, even though he wasn’t running out of too much blood. He coughed a bit, coughing up a bit of blood. Was he reacting too quickly? Was this too much? No. No, it wasn’t. It was impossible! He got up, huffing a bit. He looked to his right, and saw something in the distance. It looked gray, and shiny. He got curious, and went to see what it was. He stopped in his tracks when he saw what it actually was.
It was a dagger.
He couldn’t help, but squeak. He stepped back a bit, before getting closer. He used his magic to pick it up, and would just walk back to the cave. He looked at the dagger a few times, before getting a idea again. It was sharp, and to ponies, not safe for foals. A perfect plot device.
He put the blade to his hoof, as a test. In one swift movement, he left a cut on his front leg, it starting to bleed. He’d flinch, but the pain would ease after a bit. He’d try again, making another cut, it starting to bleed as well. He started speeding up, faster, and faster, and faster. Soon, his entire hoof would be bleeding. He let out a little giggle, the first time he made a sound in a while.
“ ..Maybe..if I.. “ He mumbled. He leave the cavern again.
To find more daggers.
After finding about 14 daggers in the EverFree, where he currently was, he’d use all of them to cut, and stab himself with. Soon, he’d start to bleed like crazy. He didn’t even feel pain anymore, as he just giggled and laughed at this bloody sight. He heard a voice in his head tell him to stop, but it was blurred out. After 20 minutes of doing this, he’d drop all of the daggers, and collapse to the ground. He’d shake like crazy, loosing too much blood. He’d grab one of the daggers, and dragged it toward him.
“ ..Gotta...g-gotta.. “ He’d huff, but he was too weak at the moment. He’d loose grip of the dagger, and just laid there. Motionless. But..after a while, the bleeding stopped, and he was able to move again, but not to well. He got up and grabbed the dagger, this time having the energy. He decided to continue his cutting spree, but..he though of something else. He starts to think about the damage he caused his Ponyville, the way Twilight looked when he hurt spike. The betrayed expression on her face was something he could never forget. Spike’s scared expression wouldn’t leave his mind either. They were best friends, but he ruined that. So..
Why not get out of the way and..just die..
It was the best solution in his mind right now, as he completely lost it. He pointed the dagger at his chest, the blade tip facing it. He decided to count to 3 before doing so.
1
2
3
He stabbed at his chest, but he didn’t feel anything. He thought he was dead already, but the dagger didn’t even penetrate the surface. He tried again, nothing. It was like something was keeping him from doing it. He just kept ramming the dagger at his chest, a green force field appearing every time, protecting him. After one last try, he saw transparent hooves grip the dagger. They were dark-ish gray and full of holes. They snatched it out of Thorax’s magical grasp, as he lost focus after they appeared, and threw it out the cave, far, far away. When he turned, he saw that all of the other daggers were gone to.
“ Wh- “ The hooves wrapped around his eyes, making him gasp. He’d start growling and trying to pull the hooves away from him, not knowing it was just Chrysalis, oddly enough, trying to calm him down.
“ LET ME GO! G-GET- “
“ Shh..shhh... “ She’d shush, still keeping her grip on the Changeling. He’d keep yelling and struggling for about 15 minutes, before finally settling down. But, instead of just calming down completely, he just burst into tears.
“ Shhhh... “ She’d shush a bit more, trying to calm the Changeling’s sobs. He started to get the feeling of pain again, not just the cuts, but also in the heart. He did all of this, only for the tyrant to be the one to comfort him. This was truly a nightmare. But, he wasn’t gonna wake up.
“ ..W-Why...Why c-couldn’t you just..let m-me die..Chrysalis?.. I-It could’ve been b-better for e-every pony.. “ He sobbed. He shifted on his side, tears streaming down his face. The tyrant watched for a moment, before speaking up.
“ ..Because if you die..I die too..and honestly..you AND me dying wouldn’t be an option... “ She’d say, not really making Thorax feel better in the situation.
“ ..What was the emphasis on ‘ and ‘ f-for.. “ He asked, mumbling. She blushed a bit, and sighed.
“ ..That was because...because...I-I c...I car... “ She’d struggle to say the word she was looking for. She normally never cared about any pony. Thorax just watched, blinking back tears. He’d tilt his head, waiting for an answer.
“ Yes?.. “
“ I-I..ca..carr.. “
“ Chrysalis, do you- “
“ I-I KINDA CARE ABOUT YOU, OK?! “ She’d yell, blushing like crazy. Thorax jumped a bit, but easily calmed down, and just started smiling. Chrysalis hid her blush with her hoof, which wasn’t really working, because of the holes.
“ S-Stop starting at me like that, you-you- “ She was paused, when Thorax wrapped his cut up hooves around her, forming a hug. She squeaked a bit, off-guard for that one. Thorax would randomly surprise hug her, and she was normally on guard for it.
“ CHRYSIIIIIIII!! “ He squealed with joy. This only made the former queen blush more.
“ H-Hey! S-Stop that! Y-You dork! “ She’d struggle a bit, before calming down a bit, and just sighing, letting it happen. She smiled a bit, and wrapped a hoof around Thorax’s back. After a few seconds, he pulled away, rubbing his hooves and legs.
“ ..Geez..what was I doing?.. “ He’d mumble.
“ Don’t worry, I got something. “ She’d summon a roll of cast, and wrapped it around Thorax’s limbs, and some other parts that he cut.
“ ..Uh-Chrys- “
“ Just let it happen. “
Oddly enough, after the total destruction Thorax had caused, Spike and Twilight still forgave him. He didn’t know why, and honestly thought they were faking. He had another good cry, Chrysalis watching, not being able to be seen by anyone else. Fluttershy, also, oddly forgave him. Him, and the tyrant companion, were just sitting by a fireplace, somewhere in Canterlot Castle, because that’s where they were going to stay for the night. He looked over to Chrysalis, but she looked away. Before, she sighed..
“ ..I wasn’t lying..when I said I cared about you..you know that, correct? “ She asked.
“ ..Yeah...it’s odd coming from you.. “ He replied. She nodded, and curled up near Thorax, quite tired from a long and...harmed day.
“ ..Don’t think things like that will often happen. I may care about you, but I still hate your guts. “ She grumbled. He smiled, and giggled, before giving her a nice pat on the head.
“ ..I know.. “
Author's Note
Honestly, I feel like I make my stories a bit to dramatic. I’m sorry. And as much I would add a part actually telling you what happened, I wouldn’t know exactly what to type. I also do not know the real word for a roll of cast.
Sorry for being such an idiot.