Author's Note

this is just a testing to see if you folks want to see where this goes.

Prologue: A Titan of Fire & Metal.

A lone changeling scout was wondering through the badlands. The changeling was on the prowl for love, and the closest place where he could even try and get some love energy, was the nearby city of Baltimare, there was always easy prey there to feed off of. But the only problem is while finding a pony to seduce and drain them of their love, it was so easy and it just made the love energy taste, bland. Like getting the cheapest of pony food, instead of getting the most gourmet meal at the fanciest restaurant ever. But the changeling was hungry, and after the queens failed attempt to take control of Canterlot during the wedding a few weeks ago, the changelings were getting more restless, and needed to find some suitable prey.

Crossing into the forest that surrounds the badlands, and the Hive, the scout made his way through the dense forest to his desired destination. While walking, and flying partially, the scout started to go over the list of ponies he’s already, seduced. He could track down this one mare, she was easy to find as she either gets drunk at a local bar, or is passed out in her apartment. Or, if he really wanted to spice things up, he could track down this one young stallion…when one is a starving changeling, you need verity in your intake of love energy. But was he really in the mood to change into a mare, and try to swindle a young stallion into getting into a proper mood, and eat his love?

Maybe.

While currently flying through a large clearing within the forest, the changeling felt this deep rumble go through his body. Stopping in mid-flight the scout looked around to see what caused the rumbling, only to have the maw of a giant beast! Quickly flying backwards, the changeling saw that his attacker was a big Ursa Minor! It wasn’t a really big Ursa Minor, judging by its size its actually fairly small, maybe it was still a small cub. But that didn’t matter right now, this beast was trying to eat the scout, and he wasn’t going to let that happen.

The scout flew as fast as he could, even going above the tree line. However the Ursa Minor continued to chase after the changeling, even knocking trees down to try and strike the changeling down. And it came close a few times in doing so. It was only after the Ursa managed to vault itself into the air, by the use of the biggest tree the pair crossed paths with, did the beast get enough air time to loom over the changeling, and with one mighty swing struck the changeling! The scout shouted in pain as he felt his carapace crack from the strike, felt his spine & wings feel like they were just crushed by a boulder, and when he came crashing into the ground he nearly felt his carapace & bones break from the impact.

Grunting and crying in pain, the changeling tried to drag himself to, somewhere that he could hide from the beast. But the heavy & loud thud of the beast landing caused the scout to panic even more, and frantically now tried to pull himself closer to a downed tree, where he might be able to hide in just enough time to contact the hive. And just as he was about to reach the fallen log, a crushing weight slammed onto his legs, literally breaking his legs and causing him to shout out in pain. As the changeling squirmed in pain, trying desperately to pry himself from the giant paw, the Ursa Minor slowly lowered its giant head to the changeling. Maw opening to reveal rows of sharp teeth made their way towards the bipedal shapeshifter, ready to devour the poor damaged changeling.

But just as the large beast was about to chomp down on the changeling, a searing flaming ball of fire came flying through the air, and striking the Ursa Minor right in its face. causing the beast to rear back, paw at its face, as it burned. The changeling was so confused as to what was happening, that he didn’t even noticed the ground rumbling beneath him. But when he saw something huge & bulky tackle the beast, his eyes widen with both awe, and fear.

Song: Skillet – Indestructible.

The thing was bipedal in nature, and was obviously heavily armored, so armored the changeling couldn’t see skin, fur or anything that looked like living flesh. The armored giant then started to punch the Ursa Minor, striking the face and chest of the beast, but the large carnivore was not going to be pushed around. So through the burned eyes, the beast swung wildly getting in several good solid blows to the giant, even knocking it to the floor and pinning it with both its paws. But the giant quickly kicked the beast in the stomach, causing it to lose focus and loosen its grip, just enough for the armored giant to thrust its left hand forward…and create a flaming shield which started to burn the Ursa Minors face!

The beast recoiled back in pain, but the armored giant continued to press the flaming shield into the Ursa, burning more & more of its head away. Then as the Ursa was hobbling away, its face now fully disfigured, and was nothing more than charred flesh and burned fur, the giant then started to repeatably punch the poor beast. Armored fist slugging the beast left, right, left, right, before raising both hands into the air where both conjured orbs of fire. And clutching them both before slamming both fist onto the Ursa’s head, crushing it & its neck, and causing the ground to quake. As a deep moaning sound emanated from the giant. While a geyser of fire erupts from the point of impact with the ground, and flames to spread through the edge of the clearing.

The changeling just laid there, totally forgetting the pain his entire body, as he stares at the giant. As it squats there, the flames spreading behind it as it slowly turns towards him, small little glowing blue eyes trained on him. then the changeling saw the giants entire head open up like a giant mouth, where a smaller bipedal creature stood up, and hopped out and landed a few feet from the giant. But just as the creature made its way over to the downed scout, the changeling finally succumbed to his injuries, and the loss of his adrenalin, and quickly passed out. But not before hearing a voice speak.

“Not exactly a damsel in distress…but a rescue is a rescue.”

~~Sometime Later~~

The changeling awoke with a start, but immediately fell back down to the ground. As pain raptured his entire body, he couldn’t even curl his pinky finger. The scout then looked around slowly of current location. He was still in the clearing, covered by a…a fur pelt…of dulled shimmering blue fur. Now while changelings weren’t appalled of eating meat, but the idea of wearing or being covered in the skin of a once living thing, was very un-comfortable. Turning away from the pelt covering his body, the changeling saw a small camp fire made…with the armored giant crouched right across from him, unmoving.

Aside from the giant, the scout saw the burnt remains of the Ursa, and what little of clearing that was burned away. And that’s where the scout saw the smaller biped, covered in a strange set of armor, and seemed to be carving the charred flesh from the dead Ursa.

“Funny.” The creature said as he stood up, and turned to walk towards the camp fire. “Thing taste like a really good slab of beef. A little burnt though, but overall, not bad.” The creature said as he chewed on a strip of meat. But that’s when the creature noticed that the scout was awake.

“Well look who finally woke up.” the creature said before taking a seat on a piece of log. “How you feeling there buddy?”

“…like crap.” The scout said reluctantly as he continued to examine the creature before him.

“That’s to be expected after being attacked by a giant space bear.” The creature said as he chewed and swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth. “Care for a piece?” the creature asked as he held out a strip of meat.

“No thanks.” The scout said. “…how long have I’ve been out?” the changeling asked as he managed to sit up, but barely as he still felt pain.

“About three hours, maybe four. Lost count when the sun started to set.” The creature said before tearing another bite from the piece of meat in his hand. “By the way, names Pyre.”

“You got a name there buggy?” Pyre asked.

“…My name is Chiton.” The scout said before looking up to the giant. “Does your, friend, have a name?”

“Oh him.” Pyre said as he pointed a thumb at the giant, which Chiton nodded. “His name is Scorch…for obvious reasons.” Pyre chortled as he gestured to the damage the giant caused in the clearing, and to the dead body of the Ursa Minor.

“You seem oddly calm and boisterous, for some creature who just tangled with a large beast.” Chiton chastised.

“Eh, I’ve kind of got used to it over the past few days.” Pyre shrugged. “Also my dad & uncle took me out hunting a lot, so it wasn’t that hard. But it was the first time that I killed something with a titan.” Pyre said as he finished chewing the meat and proceeded to swallow it.

“Now how about you go back to sleep. I’ve given you first aide, but you need to rest up more to start fully recover.” Pyre advised to the changeling.

“Kind of hard to do that when every part of me aches in pain, and I’m starving.” Chiton grumbled.

“Can’t do much about the pain, but I did offer you some of my meat.” Pyre said.

“It’s not that I don’t want to eat your meat, it’s just…my kind…eat a special type of food.” Chiton said in a small voice, not sure how Pyre would take the news. While he is somewhat trusting this, creature, the changeling wasn’t a hundred percent sure he wasn’t going to act like other races.

“What kind of food?”

“…” Chiton didn’t say anything, trying to figure out how to even handle this, situation. But one thing was for certain, this creature does seemed eager to provide help. And if he was willing…“My people feed on…love.”

“…love?” Pyre asked. “As in sappy feely love, or deep romantic love?”

“Something along both lines.” Chiton said before delving into how changelings, siphon, love from some creature as a form of tangible energy. As Chiton explained how his kind eats love, and how they get their victim in the right situation, Pyre seemed to have a thoughtful expression on his face.

“So…you need to feel someone actually have love, in order to feed on it?”

“That’s basically the jest of it yeah.” Pyre then leaned back a bit before speaking.

“Well…I guess you’ll just have to go hungry, cause unless you can transform into a hot chick, you’ll just have to grit your teeth and try to sleep.” Pyre said before stretching out his body, and stepping off his log, before laying on the ground. “I think I’ll take a nap as well.”

“Wait.” Chiton said as he managed to sit up straighter, while Pyre looks over to the injured scout. “I think I still have enough power to do something about my, predicament.”

Before Pyre could question what the scout meant, Chiton used what little energy he has left to take the shape of an earth pony mare. This seemed to catch the creature off guard, but Pyre seemed to have adapted to the sudden change pretty well. In fact, the way that Pyre was looking Chiton over, when he removed the pelt, the creature seemed to like the shapely curved mare’s form. If Chiton was honest, he was starting to feel a little, unnerved that a male creature was looking at him with such, craving in his eyes. But, the wave of love energy he was sensing was really strong.

“Well.” Chiton said, his voice now silken and smooth, as he shyly covered his new, private parts while blushing. “Will this body help you get, invigorated, to help me?” Pyre just smirks.

“It’s a start.” Pyre said as he gets to his feet, and makes his way over to Chiton. “I’ll warn you right now…” Pyre said as he kneels before Chiton, who shuttering from the waves of lustful love from the creature.

“I can be pretty rough.”