We weren’t always like this. I wasn’t always like this. One upon a time, the changelings were peaceful and beautiful. What ugly messes we became. I didn’t care much for anything. A long time ago, before the changelings were reformed I lived in the crystal empire. I was queen, we would still feed off love but not in such a way we did later on. After my kingdom was torn apart by King Sombra, we fled. Leaving the crystal ponies to fend for themselves. Driven by anger and sorrow, I was no longer a beautiful queen, but an ugly ruler. My subjects later became vicious love-eaters. I, never understood love. Only that I couldn’t get enough of it.
I walked to the throne room, out to the balcony and stared over my subjects. Hundreds of crystal ponies walking around, tending to their shops, and anything else they might want to do. Among them, were several changelings. It was like fruit-colored dots buzzing around joyfully. They put on shows every evening, something I arranged to keep spirits high throughout the year and keep the changelings happy.
These shows, kept the changeling's hunger for love at a balance. Being on stage, transfers some of that love to the changelings, keeping their hunger satisfied so they don't go on a love-eating rampage.
I watched as a few changelings took their positions on the stage, the crystal ponies sat down in their seats. I stood up and flew down. I flapped my feathery wings and sat on the largest seat in the front.
The changelings began to perform.
"Once upon a time, two years before the War of Pine, two evil unicorns terrorized the land,"
I saw two changelings change into green and grey unicorns, before walking out from behind the stage.
"They were said to hold the power to destroy everything."
The two disguised changelings laughed.
"We shall wreak havoc upon all who live under the sky!" Said one of them.
"Yes, we shall control the storms until they beg for mercy!" Said the other.
As if it were part of the show, practically on cue, snow began falling from the sky, and lightning struck from above.
I looked up at the sky, this was not part of any show.
Something else was happening.
I stood up and walked to the stage.
"Is this part of the show?"
They shook their heads in fear.
My eyes shot open wide. I flapped my wings and quickly shot into the air. I beat my wings fast and long, trying to reach the crystal heart. But I was stopped. A dark purple and black crystal grew out of the ground in front of me. I staggered back and fell to the ground. I opened my eyes to look up at a unicorn unlike any I'd ever seen.
He had dark black fur, red and green eyes with purple mist editing from the sides, a red infused horn, and many more terrifying attributes. I shrunk down, as he snarled down on me.
"W- who are you?!"
"Me? Oh, the new king of this, pathetic kingdom!"
I stood up and ran, tears beginning to form in my eyes.
When I got back to the stage. All the crystal ponies had scattered.
Gone away faster than the storm had come.
But the changelings stood their ground. Still staring in horror at the constant multiply of dark crystals.
"We have to go!" I screamed as sadness clogged my throat.
"But what about the ponies!?"
"We don't have time, let's go!"
We all looked back at our fallen home, before turning to the snow broaden forest beyond and running towards it.
“No...”.
King Sombra stood at the largest balcony in the palace, his laughter sounded louder than a dragons roar. My wings dropped in anguish as I saw the saddened crystal ponies, lined at the streets, chained together tightly. The castle guards were locked in cages like birds, their faces expressionless.
We were hidden behind a few bushes and trees beyond my kingdom's border. All huddled near campfires, singing songs to each other hoping to have the slightest bit of felicity.
There was nothing I could do to save the crystal ponies, nor our home.
There was no way I could reach the crystal heart in time to do anything.
I turned to the changelings, my subjects.
“There is nothing we can do to save the crystal empire, not anymore.”
They began to protest when I spoke once again.
“I am your queen, and I am telling you that we cannot win this battle. Come, we must go to Canterlot, I need word with princess Celestia.”
As we took off, I looked back at the crystal empire, sadness and grief rolled over me. Trying to push it away, I flew into the air, beginning the long journey to Canterlot.
A few days later, we arrived in Canterlot. The moment we arrived, I dashed to the palace. Ignoring the burning feeling in my hooves, I pushed through the castle doors. I ran through a hall and up some stairs. Another hallway stood in front of me. Galloping forward, I look to see two large doors.
“The throne room.” I whispered to myself.
As I entered the throne room a soft voice sounded in front of me.
“Chrysalis. What brings you all this way from the crystal empire?”
Celestia’s voice was sincere, but still had a slight edge to it.
“King Sombra has enslaved the crystal ponies and taken over the empire!”
I looked at her with fear and pain. But she did nothing, she just sat there. On her throne. Her eyes narrowed as she stared, as if she was angry at me. Then a moment later, she spoke.
”I will send a scouting party to the crystal empire, but until they get back, you may stay in the castle sweet.”
She looked at me more calmly but kept a stern face.
“Thank you so much Princess Celestia,” I spoke in a grateful voice, and bowed my head in thanks.
Once out of the castle, I looked for my subjects. They all came in pairs, anxiously waiting for what I had to say.
“Princess Celestia has agreed to help!”
Happy cheers rang through the crowd when I raised my hoof to speak again,
“I don’t want to cause any fear, but there isn’t much of a chance that we’ll be able to go back to the Crystal Empire,”
Even though I spoke strong and clear, a rope of fear had tightened around me. Saying those words hurt more than I had intended, for myself and my subjects.
Not to long after, my subjects had lost hope. They drooped their heads in sorrow and walked the streets mumbling to each other quietly. Only a few days later, my subjects, once enlightened and kind, seemed to act more like cockatrices, always waiting for a chance to deceive you and take something away.
Celestia had send out the scouting party only a few days later, they came back much quicker than I had expect. For me and my subjects, it took us several days to get to Canterlot, whilst it only took a few hours for the scouting party. News had spread quickly, there was more whispering than usual. The sound of these whispers soon filled the air. If it was about the crystal Empire, I had to know.
Opening the doors to the throne room, I raced inside, hoping that something good had happened. But when I saw Celestia, my hope died away and it felt as if nothing good had ever happened. Her face was expressionless, but her eyes were narrowed.
“Chrysalis, I’m sorry, the Crystal Empire. Has disappeared!”
Author's Note
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My mind was whirling, as is someone had picked me up and shook me.
“But- but, how?!”
I looked at her awestruck and fearful.
“Chrysalis, I know it’s hard to understand, and your probably scared, but there’s nothing we can do to get the empire back. Me and Luna will be able to defeat the king, but that is all"
She spoke in a sweet voice, hoping to make me feel better. Her efforts were lost however, as I turned away and let my head droop.
Everything stood still, time stood still.
It was as if I could walk around, but everything else was frozen. Anger swelled up inside me, mixing with the many other emotions I was holding inside.
I yelled at Celestia as my eyes became slits against my green eyes.
“This- I feel more than scared! I don’t understand what exactly this feeling is, but I can’t take it anymore!”
I ran, out of the throne room, to the door of a locked room. The forbidden library. Only alicorn magic was able to open such a door.
I charged my horn and blasted the lock. It quickly melted down and broke. I pulled the door open with my magic and galloped inside.
Then I searched, I searched the highest books, the lowest books. Every book in the library.
Until, I found the spell, the spell I needed, or so I believed. I turned to the page and cast the spell.
“From good too bad. Wondrous to sad. To change it back how it once had. Changeling is what will change it back!"
I closed the book and a sinking feeling feel over me.
Pain gripped at my every joint, turning and twisting like ribbon. My wings changed from feathery and bright blue, to a deep bug-like, transparency. My body seemed to harden, like an exoskeleton, turning me from a blueish green, to a deep grey, nearly black as night. My main, to a deep green.
Then holes formed in my legs, like empty tunnels.
And, the pain stopped.
I looked around. A mirror stood at the edge of the library. I looked at myself, I looked like my subjects. Who, just like me had become sorrowful and angry. My subjects looked beautiful before. I looked beautiful as well, but now. We were ugly. We looked as if we were insects. Mere flies.
"Who are you!?"
Celestia was standing at the entrance to the library, glaring agrily.
I spoke in disbelief.
"You know who I am! I'm Queen Chrysalis!".
"Quiet Chrysalis, if you truly are as you say, you have gone too far! Using forbidden spells to hold back anger, is not worthy of a Queen! I hereby banish you from Equestria. Forever!"
Before I could run, I was on the edge of a cliff. I quickly stepped away from the edge.
I looked back, the changelings were prodding at the ground and turning to each other with surprised expressions. They looked almost the same as me, I was taller however.
I lowered my head to look at what was below the cliffs edge. It was a long drop from here.
“My Queen, how did we get here?”
One of the changelings came up to me. She was young, and looked sad and lonely. Before I was able to respond, a hatchling came up to me with a confused expression.
“Why do you look different?”.
That squeaky voice, it rattled my nerves and snapped off a piece of my cracking heart. It felt like the sound had been yelled strait into my ears. The reason for this anger, I could not explain.
I yelled at the child.
"Do not ever question you queen! Have you looked around recently!? We all look different, you look different!"
He slumped to the ground and slowly backed away.
I turned around once more, looking past the cliff and into the pastures beyond. A large mountain, moving and shifting, was not too far away. Large and small crevasses, grew and shrank until they were too small to continue, or too large that they had to shrink. Constantly, new holes formed and died inside and out the mountain, our new home.
I yelled to my subjects.
"There, that is where we will continue our legacies."
I pointed my hoof to the mountain, the only response I received was the silence from my fellow changelings.
We waited for a moment before I spread my new wings, which felt lighter and silky, and took off. To the mountain we soared. Less graceful, more bug-like.
Only days had past, but we already had a throne set for me. Made of a stone capable of absorbing any magic. All except, changeling magic.
I no longer had reason to continue those silly little plays. Now, we were training the young for revenge.
For the future annihilation we would inflict upon all of Equestria. I might as well destroy all Celestia loves, including herself and those other weak princesses. Still, it would be a long time before we followed through with any plan.
Me and my hive grew hungry quickly, it was my duty to find a plentiful food source for us. However, we had much trouble with hunting.
Our senses were new, and while we could smell the faintest scents, we did not understand where the scent originated or where the trail led.
It was all a blur.
Like a dream where your heart constantly aches for something wonderful to happen again. But perhaps, that's only me. The only changeling, the queen of all changelings, who would never truly be full.
Longing for something to change for the better.
Longing for my past mistakes to fade.
Longing that I never got turned into stone.
Longing that the pain I have never came.
But it'll never stop.
I hoped that I would someday be forgiven.
Let back home.
Found happiness.
But instead, I found the true prowess of pain.
And it cut deep, deeper than the sharpest knife, deeper and deeper.
Until all joy was gone, and time passed, and I became a statue.
A statue, in the Canterlot Gardens.
Forevermore.
Author's Note
Phew! This took a while to write. I had a tear in my eye writing that last part. 
This is just a backstory so there won't be much about her attack on Canterlot and stuff.
I might write more someday, but for now I'm working on my other stories! I hope you liked reading this! Have a great day! 
