Broken

"What do you propose we do with her, dear sister?" Princess Celestia asked, grinning wickedly and not removing her gaze from a terrified Chrysalis.

Chrysalis struggled to calm her beating heart while her body was frozen in place.  She watched in awe and horror as Celestia's fiery mane flowed gently and danced along to the left.

"We have spent much time reading after our return, sister, and are quite fond of the book 'A Most Dangerous Game." Princess Luna replied with the same demeanor as her sister.

Princess Luna's mane was a swirling length of darkness, and if Chrysalis stared long enough she swore she could see the faint outline of pony skulls in addition to a strange visual that made it seem like Luna's own skull was visible through her face.

Princess Celestia nodded in agreement at the notion of it being a well written book, taking her eyes off of the shivering changeling queen for only a moment before continuing.

"You have ten minutes." Celestia said, and Chrysalis suddenly found herself in the streets of Canterlot; her hooves pounding against the cobblestone as she ran to hide somewhere.

She had not read this book, nor had she even heard of it, but that was most likely due to the fact that the author was likely a pony.

She had no idea what to expect.

And then, suddenly, the cobblestone began changing into a swirling black and dark blue mist.

Chrysalis skidded to a halt and looked around in search of the two alicorns that were apparently chasing her.

She did not see them.

In fact, she couldn't see anything besides the swirling mist.  The buildings of Canterlot had dissolved and even the afternoon sky was no longer bright.

Just black and dark blue mist.

Everywhere.

~=(♥)=~

Chrysalis let out a whimper before risking a glance at the door to her cell.

The guards had gone and all was quiet, save for a few low whispers that Chrysalis barely managed to catch from the corner of her cell.

As she spread herself out from her protective, cowering ball, she inched her way quietly to the bars of her cell and strained to hear what was being said.

"I gave you specific orders not to...." the first voice said sternly, dropping its tone to a hush at the last few words.

"We apologize, sister.  We are not as apt at controlling ourselves as you are; perhaps due to our social difficulties after one thousand years of banishment." the second voice spat.

"That's not fair, Luna.  You would have done the same to me if you were in my hooves."

"Tis not fair?  Tis not *fair**?! We believe we know much more about 'fairness' than thee, Celestia!  And this is a pony- nay, a *Changeling, who threatened our home and our ponies!  She deserves what she has earned and what we are giving her!"

"Luna, control yourself!  I understand that you are still the goddess of war, but how can you not see the potential behind this?  If we are to change Chrysalis, then we can secure peace between the Changeling nation and Equestria."

"To Tartarus with peace!  She has insulted our name, our crown, and even imprisoned and then impersonated our own daughter!  Peace does not travel on the back of war, Celestia; only revenge."

There was a pause between the two voices for quite some time before the first one spoke up again.

"If you ever lay a hoof on her again, physically or mentally, I will happily send you back to your little moon cave."

A pained gasp of shock sounded from the second voice as the clip-clop of hooves fainted into silence.

There was a long pause of well over a few minutes before the second pony's hooves sounded fainter and fainter; slowly trotting up the stone stairs that were just out of sight.

~=(♥)=~

Hello?  Can anyone hear me? Queen Chrysalis thought loudly, still confident that eventually she would come into contact with another loyal changeling.

It had been three days since she first woke up, and her head continued to throb in pain with hunger.

She was nowhere near hungry enough to throw herself at the hooves of the enemy, especially after that little conversation she had overheard a day ago.

Just what was Celestia planning?  How would she "change" Chrysalis?

Only time would tell, she knew, and she plenty of time on her hooves...