Author's Note

WARNING!!! The following story contains implications of SA as well as Abuse.

Let it be known I wrote this story a while back and completely forgot about the part with Tirek and chrysalis

I might not update this story as much as I'm pretty busy with my freelance work and honestly I'm not that much of a write, but if this story manages to get a lot of traction I might continue writing this fic again.

First Week Of Forever

Time... Time has always been something of both a gift and a curse for many creatures, young or old.

For those who educate the youth, those who write great stories of heroism and adventures, and those who craft and create works that would bring even someone like Celestia to tears, time is something that they adore, after all, their professions crave time. When creating new works and theories and ideas, for them, time is a godsend among gods, it's a cherry on top of the mortality sundae, it's something that gives.

And, it's something that takes

For those who've lived in the shadows, who's hooves are stained with the essence of another living soul, time is cruel.

For those who commit crimes, who act invincible to the law as if they were some sort of celebrity, time is something wish they could take back, replace, or even just stop with a simple death. Whether they be in jail for all eternity, or in their special kind of hell, time is something they wish they had less of, or if anything, something they could change.

And for one centaur, that's exactly what he receives

As a curse, time was something that had been, well, quite unforgiving towards Tirek, as the days he spent in Tartarus were nothing more than a long gray box of infinite time. With each scratch, he embedded into the wall of his eternal home, as the nails of his fingers began to chip and rip with each carving made.

Ever since his imprisonment, Tirek form not only deteriorated, his soul, or what was left of it, went with him as he was locked within the eternal box at the hooves of a Miss Twilight Sparkle, and the other new element bearers.

As the cage was locked on him again, he repeated what was left of his present, and continued to scratch the time and pace about.

Time had been something that's always seemed to be against the meek centaur. But one day, where the nail of his index finger broke, a message seemingly from nowhere appeared in front of the former lord queerly.

He had never seen a letter in what felt like a millennium, the last he received was from the snake, Discord, and even then it was nothing more than a mindless jest.

However, much to his surprise, this letter was quite real, and it was from someone Tirek would ever expect.

A filly.

A small filly who lived out in the western part of Equestria and was seemingly interested in the lord for one simple favor. Domination. No friendship, no fluff, even in her words, she as quite blunt. Wanting not only to take over Equestria but locking away the Elements of Harmony truly would have been the icing on the cake if it weren't for the plans unfortunate end.

Despite all the filly's planning and practice, her demise soon came to an end by the powers of the damned elements. And just like him, she too was imprisoned for going against royalty. And once again, Tirek found himself, scratching and pacing the floor of the cell he called home, but now with the company of a filly who smiled didn't seem to end for all of eternity.

However, it seemed once again, father time had allowed his filly an upper hoof in both her and Tirek's imprisonment that would come in the form of a vile of acid, allowing the two to successfully escape.

It would seem, after all this time, Chronos had finally sided with the former lord, allowing him the hand that he was denied even in youth. A chance to be stronger, to rule, to be known.

It had been a month since the two had escaped, and it had taken days upon weeks just to traverse the many caverns and mines underneath Equestria, as they walked through the dug-out diamond dog tunnels, where once again an array of gems, as well as Diamond Dogs, found to be of good use for both Cozy, and Tirek.

The two continued to walk in silence since their last conversation, as Tirek opted from talking to the filly who happily hummed a small tune as they went on.

For Tirek, getting so annoyed by the Filly that was beneath him. Sure he was greatly irritated by it at one point, but with his newly found freedom, he could simply crush the filly like an ant and proceed with his plans for domination.

He might just do that once they arrived at whatever destination they finally arrived at, 'Hm, what an insolent child', he thought to himself, 'I won't be there for you,' who is she to assume I ever needed her guidance in the first place?' I could have successfully escaped from that wretched hell myself!

Just as that thought crossed his mind, a certain pink filly walked closer to him with an inquisitive look, "What'cha thinking there Tirek?" she asked with a seemingly innocent smile.

Tirek ignored the filly's question and continued his silent, stoic, walk.

"You're really just gonna stay silent huh?"

Tirek did not respond.

Cozy glow simply shrugged at the silent response, "Fine, whatever," she said, " just remember what I said Tirek, I scratch your back, you scratch-" before she could even finish her statement, a sudden flashing light emitted from the impromptu satchel bag that Cozy Glow made those many weeks ago. This not only caught her attention but the attention of a certain silent centaur as well, who turned to see the source of the sudden light.

"What is that?" Tirek asked demandingly, as he stared at the filly.

Rather than respond to the former Lord, Cozy pulled out the true source of the blinking light, a dull red rock with a foreign symbol on the front, and simply glanced at it before looking up at the soil above them. The filly walked on forward, past Tirek, who was seemingly pestered by the filly's refusal to answer the closer she walked, the faster the light blinked.

Tirek glared at the filly "Well?"

"We're here," Cozy said in a much more serious tone, which caught Tirek slightly off-guard.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we are here," she reiterated, "In Ponyville,"

The second she said 'Ponyville', Tirek's eyes seemed to light up with a mix of intrigue, and doubt, "How do you know that?"

Cozy Glow turned to the confused centaur with a small smirk, "You know that one cavern we went through back in Badlands, you know, with that mostly female colony of diamond dogs?"

Tirek hesitantly nodded, albeit, a bit annoyed by the memory of some of those cforcing themselves on to the large centaur, "Quite," he said with a tone of slight disgust. It wasn't that he didn't fancy the idea of having a queen to rule with him, but he would rather be sent back to Tartarus than allow his seed to be mixed with that of a common diamond dog bitch.

Cozy continued, "Well, while we were there, I found one of these little gems here-" she lifted the rock higher to display for Tirek, "from the looks of it, those dogs were using this as a way to gather rare gems and crystals, it's sort of like the way they use a divining rod to find water in Sonambula,"

Tirek nodded, "I see, but what does that have to do with Ponyville?"

Cozy smirked, "let's just say her holiness, got a bit of an upgrade ever since you destroyed her castle,"

"An upgrade?" Tirek skeptically parroted, "What are you on about?"

Once again, rather than respond, Cozy moved a few feet back, and pointed up at a specifically darker part of the soil above them, "why don't you be a dear Mr. Tirek, and fist that tight hole to find out,"

'Hm, for such a young filly, her vernacular is quite vulgar, Tirek thought in disgust, "I'm not taking orders from an imbecilic foal like you. However, for this plan of yours, I shall check," with that statement, he walked over to where the filly was pointing. He clenched his fist with all his might, and with a quick, powerful motion, he directly hit his target causing much of the dirt, dust, and soil to explode in a powerful blast, causing the two escapees to cover their eyes.

Once the dirt and dust had cleared, dim sunlight emitted from the large hole in a way as if a pair of angles had shined a path for the duo.

Not taking a second to think of it, Tirek poked his head out of the dirt hole and discovered something that nearly made his jaw drop; what was once just a simple library that was crafted in the shape of an oak tree that the confused centaur blew up those five years ago, a good twenty miles before the hole, was a large skyscraper high crystalline castle that gleamed beautifully as the sun peaked from the ground. While it wasn't the color that intrigued Tirek, it was the castle's immersive size, as it nearly seemed to shadow over every home and building in Ponyville.

"A castle," Tirek finally spoke, as his encapsulated mind stared at the gorgeously, colorful, gleaming castle, "What in the world-"

"Looks like someone needs a major update," Cozy commented with a sly smile, as the centaur stared at the castle with a dumbfounded look.

In the wee hours of the morning, while some of the business owners and early birds in town awoke to the new day, the town had a tranquil sort of silences that would put those relaxation tapes to shame. From the quiet chirping of the birds to the rustling of the grass, it almost seemed like the perfect morning.

This sense of tranquillity was no better understood, than the student who attended Twilight' Friendship Academy, as they were seemingly taking in this relaxation as most of the students slept soundly before the day could begin.

And for one certain green colt, this tranquility wasna absolute gift for him, as his first-class was something he was not very fond of.

As he lay in his bottom bunk bed, the colt slept with a small smile, as he dreamt away of pleasant things. Of grand adventure, of epic battles, and of course scantily clad mares. It would be quite the dream to start the day off.

Sadly, that moment of silent peace would not last, as a sudden, ear-grating, the sound quickly woke up the stallion with a startled shouted as he clumsy fell out of bed due to the out of place noise.

Quickly getting off of the floor, the colt looked around the room frantically for the culprit of the noise.

The second he did, however, his excitement quickly simmered into an annoyed look, as only a few feet away from the irritated colt was a foreign, yet familiar square device that laid atop the wooden desk of his room, letting out a shrill ring as it continued to lay there.

The object itself was something of an oddity in Equestria, but it was the owner of the object that was much more foreign to the country.

Hopping off the top bunk of the bed, a bipedal dog made his way over to the ringing object with a long groan and picked up the strange object, and stared at the front of it, letting out another annoyed grunt with a muttered, 'Dammit' in his native language, before he tapped on the strange device.

The diamond dog tapped on the face of the device before suddenly, the device glowed on, and emitted a cyan light that morphed into the bust of another, much more feminine looking, diamond dog, "What," he groaned, as his tired eyes glared at the female bust,

"Good morning my little, pup," the mature diamond dog cooed, "are you awake?"

"No, I'm totally still asleep, this is just my bunkmate. No duh, I'm up."

The hologram glared at the young canine with a look only a mother could give to her son, "No need to be so snippy," she scolded, "You know the service in Equestria is still a little weak, so I can't see you. Besides, I just wanted to make sure you were awake," she explained, although the young canine was not too thrilled by that statement.

"Oh yeah, cause I totally couldn't wait to wake up in the backwoods hell-hole that is Ponyville, thanks for reminding me, Mom," The Eskimo scolded sarcastically, much to the hologram's displeasure, "For Alpha's sake, this place doesn't even have any radios! How do you expect me to live like this!" he shouted.

The mother dog started sternly at the upset canine, "I don't much care for your tone, mister," she snarled in umbrage.

As the dog continued his back-and-forth with his mother in their native tongue, Sandbar placed a pillow over his head, attempting to drown out the noise keeping him from his last few minutes of rest.

However, no matter how many pillows he used, it was too late to go back, and once the colt realized this, he let out a long sigh and rose from his bed, Great, another morning of this, Sandbar internally groaned, as he looked at the dog before walking over to the closet.

As Sandbar began picking out his clothing for the day, as well as getting some of the necessities for the shower, Adolph continued his conversation, completely ignoring the earth pony, "Look, I know you and Dad, wanted me to make more friends and all, but couldn't you guys have taken me somewhere-" he glanced over to slightly irritated pony, "Cleaner, like Manehatten, or Canterlot, hell, I'd even take The Crystal Republic, anywhere I at least know the ponies have some form of basic hygiene. But instead, you take to some tiny flea-ridden cow-town?"

Despite speaking in their native language, just from his body language and tone, Sandbar could tell that, once again, the arrogant prince was defacing his hometown's name for the millionth time. That and, thanks to a quick purchase, he was able to pick out some of the negative words that the prince had been using against Ponyville.

"Now, Adolph," she scolded with a stern tone, "I know it's not much, but your father and I did not take here for some kind of punishment, you're here because we just want the best for you, and become the well-mannered canine that could be the face of the nation, alright?" she said with a pleading smile.

The diamond dog let out another sigh, this time sounding a bit more defeated, "Alright fine, but I'm only doing this for the PR, okay?"

The queen giggled at the defeated canine rebuttal, "Alright, as long as you're happy, that's all I want," she said with a pleading smile.

The mother turned away from her son, as muttered voices caught her attention, "Hmm, oh alright, alright- sorry honey I need to go, we're having Breakfast with Celestia in a few hours, but I'll be sure to call you back after okay?" The young dog nodded, "love you," she waved at him.

Adolph rolled his eyes as he heard the caller, "You too," with that, the prince tapped on the bottom of the phone, ending the transmission. Adolph let out another sigh as he stared at the window, "another morning in shit-town," he groaned once again in his mother tongue.

The prince turned over to see Sandbar look at him with a deadpan expression, "Oh great, you're up," he said with an annoyed tone.

"Good morning to you too, Dolph" Sandbar greeted sarcastically.

Adolph, ignoring the equines greeting, walked over to the closest to gather his soap and towels, "Look, let's just get this day over with alright, the less I have to be in the same room with you, the cleaner I stay, and less chance there is of me getting fleas or mites, or something else equally disgusting, the better,"

Sandbar glared at the prince for his comment, "I don't know what your damage is with this place, dude, Ponyville isn't some medieval hick town or anything, we have tech shop down the road, a supermarket, for Maker's sake, we have a spa only a few miles away,"

"And yet, your country was too stupid to utilize crystal power to its fullest potential," the rude prince spat back, much to the Earth Pony's frustration.

He then walked over to the door, "Look, I already have it bad enough that I have to spend my shower time with the rest of you flea-ridden flöhe, so let's not make this worse than this has to be, okay?" not waiting for the annoyed pony's response, Adolph walked out of the door, and begrudgingly headed for the communal showers.

The moment he did, the prince was greeted by another, familiar, dog walked by him. Unlike most of the teachers and students here, this canine girl was someone he was very happy to see.

So much so, that he grabbed her by the collar of her shirt with a smirk on his face, "Well, good morning my little army beauty," he cooed in the same charming act he had used on countless other girls in his lifetime, "how are you, this fine day-!" before he could even finish that sly remark, the feminine dog with one quick motion, pulled Adolph by the paw, and with much force, pulled him down to the ground with a heavy thud.

With her tight grip on the assailant, the female dog stared at her would-be attacker with fiery eyes.

But the second she saw the one who she had countered, the firm expression on her face quickly changed to one of shocked embarrassment. as her 'assailant' was someone who she was told to protect.

"Oh my Alpha, I'm so sorry," the startled canine said in feigned surprise, as she released Adolph's arm, and helped the stunned prince up, "Are you okay?"

Adolph scoffed, "Oh yes," he began, "I was just thinking how I wanted my back cracked this morning before I even took a shower-thank you so much, Sophie" a sarcastic tone oozed from his mouth as he stared at her with eyes that could kill.

"Last time I checked, that uptight dad of yours told you to act as my bodyguard and last time I checked, bodyguards don't attack their employers!" he snarled at Sophie,

The brown dutch shepherd raised her arms in defense at the fuming noblemen, attempting to calm her down, "Bassza, I said I was sorry, no need to get upset," she refuted, with apologetic eyes.

While the prince's anger was still high, he did simmer down a bit.

After all, it wouldn't be like him to get so upset over the actions of some soon to be KIA soldier, right? Taking a bit of a breather Adolph composed himself, "Alright," he groaned, "just be lucky that I'm in a bit of a good mood today, or else a certain General would be getting the shit end of the stick,"

Sophie gave the Pomeranian mix a questioning look, "why is that?" she questioned, before becoming quickly defensive once Adolph glared at her, "not that I'm complaining or anything,"

Adolph's frown turned into a smirk, "Well, let's just say, I've got plans for a certain orange vixen, and they involve a little get together at a place in the capital, and if all goes well, let's say that a bit of burning would be totally worth it," he said with a not-so subtle wink.

The teen bodyguard rolled her eyes, It hadn't been a secret that Prince Adolph had become quite infatuated with the orange dragon girl who hung out with Sandbar and his other friends. So much so that whenever-as he called it- catch the burn, it ended with the usual sentiment of 'leave me alone', or, 'fuck off,' or she would just straight up threatened him.

Now as a bodyguard, Sophie should have probably protected from these little skirmishes, but considering the amount of times the playboy dog had harassed the poor dragoness, it was funny to see a canine who had a habit of looking down on people and manipulating them or berating those he saw as unintelligent or poor, learn a bit of humbleness.

So much so, that the two teen girls became quite the pair of friends.

Before she could respond, the sound of hoof steps interrupted her thoughts as she turned to see a face that brought her much happiness.

"Is everything okay?" Sandbar asked with a greatly concerned tone, "Is sounded like something fell,"

"Why don't you ask gorilla paws over here," she commented, pointing over to the dog in question.

Sophie ignored the remark and walked up to the stallion with a warm smile "Just a little reflex from my training days," she admitted, as she ruffled the teen colt's mane, "if anything I'm just doing my job,"

Sandbar chuckled, "Well you have to give her some credit on that, 'Dolph,"

Adolph rolled his eyes, "Whatever," he sighed, "I need to go take a shower before the fleas get to it,"

"Alright," Sophie replied, "But remember what the Premier said about that 10 o'clock phone call, he said it was something really important message so be ready-"

Adolph scoffed at the cautious demand, "I think you forget who you're talking to, I'm pretty sure whatever my brother has it's going to be the same boring bullshit he's told the public before,"

"Well, just be ready," Sophie replied.

"Whatever," with that last word, the face of the Hunderlandian Commonwealth left the odd couple on his way towards the shower room, hopeful that it was kept in healthy conditions.

Once the prince was gone, Sandbar let out a sigh, "Cripes, that guy's hassle," he groaned

"I know," Sophie commented, "but when it comes to diplomacy, he's got quite the knack for it. The guy's pretty smooth with other world leaders,"

"I guess, I mean, from what you told me about that signing he did between the Crystal Em- I mean, the Crystal Republic, he sounded pretty nice-" Sandbar turned in the direction where Adolph walked off, "but I guess that's all just an act you'd expect from royalty, huh?"

She smirked, "Oh, you don't know the half of it,"

There was always something about the early morning atmosphere at school that seemed, tranquil. Maybe it was the openness and quietness of the halls, perhaps it was the rising sunlight that seemed through on to the carpeted rugs throughout the school, Or perhaps it was a combination of the two that made it seem so nice.

One thing was for sure though, Adolph wouldn't dare question the atmosphere that Alpha had graced him with.

It was a sight that made him forget about the kingdom, about mom and dad, about his brother, about the politics and suck-ups in parliament, and in general, it made him forget his status for once moment.

For one moment, the young diplomat could just be alone.

Now that's not saying that he hated his position. He was quite proud of his royal heritage, especially his Great Grandsire who was probably the most respected figure in the country. He enjoyed the limo rides, the food, the mansion where he and his family stayed in, and especially his pick of women.

But for as long as Adolph had lived, from such a young age, he saw just how ugly royalty can get on the political side of things.

The press conferences, the tabloid news article selling whatever bullshit they can to make a cost, and the seeping anger that would ooze from what every political party that held a modicum of power in parliament or the double-sidedness of some politicians saying whatever they want you to hear.

So it was no wonder why he took the position as the Hunderian diplomat. If you were in his position, wouldn't you?

With each trip to some country, he was given the chance to truly just sit back for a while, and relax. Or at least until the airship had to halt and land in a country that almost seemed eons behind the advanced kingdom, but it was relaxing nonetheless.

The silence that Adolph had so long enjoyed, was quickly ruined by a familiar ring that escaped from his crystal telecommunicator. Alpha dammit, what now, he growled, before begrudgingly checking the name on the small device and subsequently groaned before answering the call.

As much as he wanted to hand up, Adolph knew he had to call back. After all, why act so cold to a new ally right? "What," He groaned, as a familiar but appeared on before him

The mare on the other end seemed surprised that the prince would pick-up, reacting with a shocked 'oh', "Dolph, hey," the mare greeted, "I wasn't expecting you to pick up so soon. I thought that, you know, with school and everything-"

"Get to the point," Adolph quickly interrupted the girl on the other end, "I have a lot to get done today,"

"Still as blunt as ever I see," she jested, before she explained herself, "right, I was just calling about, what happened that night, about two months back,"

"You mean the night you swore me to never talk about?" He sarcastically replied.

The mare let out another sigh, "Um, yeah," she admitted.

"What about it?"

"It's just," she began, a sense of shame could be heard in her voice, "It's just, I don't know why, but ever since that night, I can't stop thinking about it, about you,"

Adolph's eyebrows raised in suspicion at the last sentence. Almost two months back, while she and her cohorts stayed at a hotel to attend a conference between the Premier and the Prime Minister, she and the young prince became quite...acquainted with one another.

It was a night that, for the two of them, was incurable from the mind. But for her, it was a night that she wanted to pretend never happened. So it was quite odd for her, who pleaded with the prince to keep that dark-but intense-moment a secret, to talk about it at all.

With this suspicion, Adolph pegged the hypocritical princess, "Oh Alpha's sake, don't tell me your gonna leave your husband for me,"

"W-what! No, I would never," she exclaimed, "I love my husband with all my heart, I mean for Maker's sake we have a child to think about. Not only that, but I don't think there would be a lot of positive press for somepony like me to divorce her husband,"

"Then why are you bringing that night back up?" The prince questioned.

The mare paused, as a sense of shame and embarrassment washed over her, before she finally replied, "It's just that, I can't get you out of my mind," she said with deep shame in her voice, "No matter how many times I lie with my husband, how many times I try to love him and care for him, I keep thinking back to it."

Adolph, hearing her excitement, smirked, "So what, are you suggesting we..." he paused, waiting for the mare to finish his insinuation, only for her to reply with a sharp 'no'. he rolled his eyes at her stern answer, he could care more or less about her, "Then what is it?"

"Look," she began, "I was just thinking, for one last time, the two of us just meet together, maybe by seeing you one last time, I'll have some kind of- I'm not sure what the right word for it is- closer on this whole situation,"

"Meet up?" the dog questioned.

"Yeah, I was thinking that maybe something within me, will stop these feelings. Like one last get together or something," she explained.

"So in other words, a date," the Pomeranian deadpanned, much to the mare's annoyance.

"No, it's just a meeting, nothing more, nothing less," the mare stated, "I just want this to end, and maybe then, things could go back to normal,"

Adolph scoffed, "Don't sound so dramatic, you and I both have seen our fair share of affairs," the canine said slyly with a smirk that would put Blueblood to shame.

"Don't make it seem like we're on the same page, Dolph," she scolded the dog harshly, "Even when I saw it for myself, I was disgusted by it, and having it happen to us doesn't make it any better!"

"Alright, der'mo," Adolph cursed, attempting to calm the upset mare, "fine, so where do you wanna meet? Because if we're going anywhere, it's going be on my terms, understand?"

"Well, from what I heard from one of your maid ponies when I visited yesterday that you were throwing this party at your mansion," The mare admitted, much to his surprise.

The simple mention of the party was quite odd to him, as the only ones he told about it were some of his old school mates, a small number of the students here, and two leaders from different countries who, considering his similarities to them, would have made a good fit for his party.

Although he told several creatures, he made sure that anyone outside of the kingdom would keep it a secret, as it was an exclusive party.

I'm gonna fucking fire, Golden Wind, Adolph growled, as the second he got home, he would make sure that the pegasus maid would be done for. Shaking off that irritation, he responded: "Yeah, so what?"

"Well, I was thinking that maybe it would be the perfect place for us to get together, and talk things out. I have a transformation spell, so I would be able to turn myself into a different pony so no one gets suspicious, would that work?"

Adolph paused for a second, as he thought through the idea. Honestly, he never quite cared for the mare. After all, he did what he needed just to get those damned agreements at the conference. Like the mare said, nothing more, and nothing less.

Not to mention, having someone like her at the party would have killed the vibe entirely.

But, getting this mare off his back, might to him some good. After their physical encounter, she seemed to call him as if they were dating, asking him how his day was, what he was doing, asking if he wanted to 'hang-out' at the palace. Adolph was many things; a suave prince who lived quite the lavish lifestyle, a stylish dresser, and if anything, a wiz when it came to history. But one thing was for sure, he was not a one bitch kind of dog.

Quietly regretting the decisions, he agreed, "Alright, fine, you can come," the dog said with a groan.

The mare sighed in relief at his answer, "Thank you, Dolph, you have no idea how much this means to me,"

"Yeah sure, whatever," the prince mumbled, "look, I need to hit the showers, so unless you have anything else to say, then say it,"

"No that's all," the mare replied with a relieved, yet anxious tone.

Finally, the prince thought joyously, as he was about to end the call. However, the mare stopped him once again "Wait," she said, much to the prince's annoyance.

"What?" the dog groaned, as he waited for her response with as much enthusiasm as a mortician.

For what seemed like the third time, the mare paused as though she was thinking. After a solid second, she finally replied, "N-nothing" she lied, "just, have a good day,"

The prince simply muttered out a 'you too,' before officially ending the call.

Once it was all said and done, he let out another sigh, Can't wait to get this shit over with, he thought, as he continued his way towards the showers.

Two years...Two years, Twenty-Four months, Seven Hundred and Twenty days, seventeen thousand and two hundred and eighty hours, and one million, thirty-six thousand, and eight hundred minutes. That is how long it had been, how long it took for her to have everything she worked hard for, taken just like that.

From the time she was a simple wyrm, her mother, as cold-no, as bleak as the was, the mare had high hopes for her and her kingdom. As much as she could, her mother did everything to make her into the most powerful changeling, to walk the face of this world.

And on the day of her mother's death, she sought to see that plan in fruition; raising her armies, and training strong changelings to be the future of her kingdom. For Chrysalis, she wanted nothing more than to make her mother proud.

However, on one, single, day, it too no more than four beings to take down everything she had worked hard to build.

The kingdom she rose, the changelings she taught, the love she gathered.

All gone in one. Single. Day.

Now because of that, the changeling Queen, who had thousands of subjects at her beckoning call, was reduced to talking to a small snail she had found in the grotesquely green home the ponies called the Everfree.

This place was not fit for a Queen, a ruler forced to survive off of the wild animals she would encounter to feast, was nothing for a queen.

But the thought of having to turn herself over to the ponies, and share her love. She would rather have her wings ripped off of her than live with Twilights minions, the snake-like traitor, and her so- her traitorous subject.

She would never back down, and soon, she would have her revenge, and it would be swift.

As the ghastly glow of the Equestrian sun got brighter, the former Queen walked off to the more shaded areas of the forest, where she had found quite the spot for her feasting.

Along with this feasting circle, there were some miscellaneous objects strewn about. Just some rocks, grass, a few items the mare would use, want envisioning her plan to conquer Equestria once and for all.

While she was never one for planning, after all, that's something her subjects would- could, do. She was not completely oblivious in her planning methods. Even though she never found the time to do it, she would devise a plan that would finally bring an end to those ponies, especially the minion of Twilight Sparkle.

As she walked over to her spot, she completely stopped, as the sounds of new voices and ruffing grass caught the mare's attention.

Rather than hide, the mare turned to see who these new trespassers were, and how much love she needed from them.

However, the moment she turned, she was greeted by a new face, "Howdy there miss Chrysalis," a young pink filly greeted with a sickeningly sweet smile. In her honesty, Chrysalis was quite confused as to why this single filly was alone, despite the other voice she could hear.

However, the former simply dismissed it as her father, who went off to do whatever ponies do. But that wasn't the only thing.

What caught the Queen's attention was that simple fact that this little filly was seeming, unperturbed by the black queen. Unlike most fillies her age, she was rather calm.

Chrysalis stared at the filly with suspecting eyes, "Why aren't you running away?" the former queen questioned.

The small filly simply giggled at the suspicious question, "Oh miss Chrysalis," the filly began, "I'm much more different than those other-"

"Queen," Chrysalis interrupted with a stern look, "it is Queen Chrysalis, you imp,"

The pink filly tilted her head with a quizzical look as if the former ruler had spoken to her in another language, "Queen?" the filly questioned.

"Yes, Queen," the mare emphasized, "and I would demand that you title me as such! Child or not, I demand your utmost respect, unless you wish to see my bad side!"

Once the former queen was finished, the small pink filly simply stared at her with a blank expression for what seemed like a full minute. Even to someone like Chrysalis, the emotionlessness on the young filly's face felt off, as if she was possessed by another being or saw something so shocking she was in a trance-like state.

The emotion that she was feeding off from her was...unexplainable, it wasn't sour, sweet, salty, spicy, gamey, or anything. It was completely devoid of flavor.

Who is this filly? Chrysalis pondered.

Before the Queen could respond, the blank-faced filly exploded in laughter, starting with a small giggle and quickly growing into a full-blown chortle as she pointed as mocked the insect mare, "Queen she says!" the pink child guffawed, as she laughed harder.

As the filly continued to laugh, Chrysalis stared daggers at the distracted child and slowly began approaching her, "What's so funny?" the mare demanded.

The filly, desperate for some air, took in some deep breaths as she tried to calm herself down, "It's just," she gasped, "It's just that, well, look at you! Last I checked, royal ponies don't live out in the woods or have to hunt for their own food, yet here you are doing it, and you want me to call you a Queen!" The filly busted out another laugh, seemingly louder than the last one.

Chrysalis was no longer amused. In fact, she was broiling at the scene before her; she's had her kingdom taken from her, he subjects abandon her, and her most traitorous subject taking her place as King.
But for this insolent filly to laugh at someone like her, was the final point.

Enraged by the filly's laughter, Chrysalis horn glowed a sickly bright green, as she was about to show the distracted filly just who she was talking to.

However, before she could act, a sudden shock wave coursed through her body, a wave that she had never once experience in her life.

The second it hit, two things happened. First, the insolent filly, stopped her laughing dead in her tracks, as she finally stood up, and stared at the mare with a smirk. A kind of smirk seemingly gave away more than what needed to be said.

The second thing was the absolutely drained feeling she felt, as her body became limp, and she fell to the ground with a painful thud. What in the world?! The shocked queen pondered, as her chin hit the grassy ground.

"Geez, took you long enough," the filly groaned, as she looked off in the opposite direction, "my throat was starting to get sore from all that laughing. God, now I know how Pinkie feels,"

"Quiet," a new voice, possibly belonging to the one who paralyzed her, replied," I only did what needs to be done, I'm not your lapdog,"

The filly simply rolled her eyes, "Whatever," she muttered.

The smirking filly then walked over to the paralyzed changeling, who had an absolute expression of rage," Aw, what wong? Wittle changeling feelwing weak"

Chrysalis growled at the filly, "Do not mock me you worm!" she roared, "I don't know who you are-" she then turned to see the attacker, who appeared to be a rather large muscular centaur but that did not scare the strong, fiery, Queen, "or you, but both of you have no idea who you're messing with!"

The filly's eyes widened, "Oh, we don't?" she asked in feigned shock, "did you hear that mister Tirek, we don't know who she is!"

The male centaur stayed quiet, wanting nothing to do with the situation.

The young filly turned back to Chrysalis with large, innocent eyes, "Gee, I sure am sorry your lordship," the filly apologized, which only seemed to enrage the changeling more as she could taste the mockery in her voice, "I didn't know anything about you,"

"Gee, I wonder how I can get to know you better?" the filly questioned.

The emotionally undefining filly rubbed her chin with a thoughtful look, as she was seemingly unaware of what was going on below her.

Insolent pest, the Queen thought to herself with a smirk, as she slowly began to find her strength to rise from the ground, and show this little pest what for.

Just as her face lifted a few inches off the ground, the filly's eyes widened with a look of absolute joy, "AH, I got it!" she shouted in excitement, catching the paralyzed queen off guard. With a swift move, the pink filly turned from the confused queen, and using all of her might-BANG- bucked Chrysalis right in the face as hard as she could.

Now, the action of kicking the Queen across the face was not what bewildered Chrysalis, nor surprised the muscular centaur.

It was the fact that such a small filly like her, had managed to kick the Queen a good few feet away. Causing said former ruler to land square on her back with a pained and shocked expression as the thought of What on Equus! returned to her.

Once again, that bewilderment was replaced by rage, as Chrysalis noticed the small, yet powerful fill, walk towards her, "I've got an idea!" the filly exclaimed. The filly proceeds to get on top of the Queen's stomach and inched closer to her until the two were a few mere inches away.

"How about we do, beat mysteries," the filly suggested, "I'll tell you something I know about you and just stop me when I say something wrong,"

"Beat...mysteries?" the Queen repeated, her seething anger still growing, "What are you blathering-!" before she could even finish her thought, the filly struck the changeling across the face with a hard punch.

Now, while most royals would simply cry at such an attack, or call of one of their little guards, Chrysalis was far different than any Queen in a different country. She was a strong mare, who built and strengthened her Empire with little help from anyone else. She knew how to save herself and she knew just what to do with those that defied her.

And this little filly would be no different.

Quickly recovering from the punch, Chrysalis spat out a dark green liquid and turned to the filly with an expression that would send even the toughest of fighters to their graves, "How dare you!" she growled.

The filly seemed to ignore her rage, and continued speaking, "Let's see, you're formerly known as Queen Chrysalis-" she struck the queen again.

"You invaded Canterlot a long, long time ago-" the filly struck again, this time, getting a bit of blood from the enraged queen, "but you were defeated by Twilight and her little buddies, along with her boring sister-" strike, "and her dopey husband-" She struck harder.

The anger in Chrysalis quickly began to rise as the filly continued this game, but that anger would simply go to waste, as her body was paralyzed by the odd magic that attacked her.

Along with that rage, a strange new feeling rose within the queen, she wasn't quite sure of it, but she knew that it was the oddness of the situation that caused it.

For someone like her to be bloodied by such a small, one-winged filly, it was ungodly. It was unruly. It wasn't what she had sought as a Queen.

Despite those thoughts, The filly continued with her torturous game, "You ran back to your kingdom, to build yourself up, but-" she struck harder, as specks of blood could be seen on her small hoof, "In the end, your own son, went against you, and joined up with a pony who-"

"Stop," The queen growled at the forceful filly, who seemed to do as the queen said and stared back at her with inquisitive eyes.

The young filly tilted her head, "Oh, did I get something wrong?"

Chrysalis smirked at the 'confused' filly. Even if she couldn't use much of her magic, she could still sense the young foal's pathos energy, and from what it tasted like, it was a complete lie from her emotions.

At least, she had one upper-hoof on the soon to be eviscerated filly before her, "Yes," Chrysalis hissed, "You mentioned my 'son'. You may have gotten a few things right, but one clear fact you've seem to forget is that my son died the day my kingdom was taken over!"

"Really," the filly asked, faking concern for the queen who had no need for it.

"Yes," she replied darkly with a smirk, "my son died after you ponies came and destroyed my kingdom,"

"Everything I worked hard for, all my subjects, died on that damned day. So unfortunately for you, you're wrong!" With that final proclamation, a tense silence befell the forest.

Besides the sound of roaming animals and small insects, the forest was quiet, and the pink filly's flavor was neutral once more.

In that silence, Something happened to Chrysalis, she wasn't sure what it was, or how it happened, but within her, she felt her throat closing up, her vision began to waver, and her body felt an odd jolt as those harsh words left her mouth.

It was a truth that she, for the longest time, tried to get over. Yet, no matter how much time went by, those words stung worse than any mite bite she would receive.

Nonetheless, they were words that need to be said, and they were words that would make a mockery out of this daring filly.

However, rather than seeing this filly tense up, from her act, and cower like the many equines before her. An odd smile grew on the filly's face, and a slightly sour taste made its way into the former queen's mouth, " You know what Chrissy," the filly mocked, "you're right, he isn't your son,"

Chrysalis continued to stare at the sour filly with suspicious, yet confused, eyes.

Despite her powers, the queen still wasn't quite sure what to make of this filly, as the largely bland flavor that emanated from her made her being a mystery.

But, that was not important to Chrysalis now. What mattered most was finding the right time to-

"Because a real mom wouldn't abandon her children,"

The powerless queen's mind seemed to stop the moment that sour filly spat those words. Those words which allowed that warm feeling to rise within her, those words that were nothing more than venomous lies, "What," chrysalis hissed, as a wave of boiling anger rose within her, "What did you just say,"

The filly smile grew, as she noticed the quiver in the Queen's voice, "I said," she then proceeded to punch the mare harder this time, as fresh new blood began to pool by on to the black mares shiny chest, "A real mom would never abandon her child-" the daring filly inched closer to the face of the bloody mare, "A mother would do anything to protect her child, and stay with them till the very end-" she struck the mare again, this time bits of green blood got on to the violent filly's face, "yet here you are, in the woods, alone."

Chrysalis, despite her grotesque appearance, glared at the filly, "H-how dare you," the mare quivered, as her boiling rage toppled, spilling a broth of pure anger, "How fucking dare you!"

"hOw fUcKiNg dArE I?" the filly repeated mockingly, "I'm just saying what you're trying to say-" she inched closer to the enraged queen's face, Not only are you a bad ruler," she smiled widely "you're a terrible mother,"

Chrysalis had endured many things through her life that would have upset even the toughest of rulers. Having her throne- her home taken from her, he subjects abandon her, and even once again, being defeated by once again by those devious sextuplets. That was all she could take.

But the absolute audacity of his filly no, this pest, to tell her such awful lies, that was it. She did what she had to for her kingdom, she raised most of the wyrmlings as if they were her own, she cared for her subjects like any good mother would.

And yet, here is this filly telling such venomous lies to her blood-covered face. She would never stand for this!

"I-" she stuttered, as a wave of raged built through her, "You little, brat! How dare-"

SMACK-"Don't lie to me!" the filly growled at the enraged changeling, as another punched struck her, No matter how many times you say it, you can't blind yourself to the truth," SMACK, "You're a shitty mother, who would rather watch her children die than protect them-" SMACK

"You more willing to kill your own son-" SMACK "Just at a shot of taking back the throne,"

Taking another breath, Chrysalis tried to rebut, but before she could even speak, another strike came her way, "Don't say, "that's a lie!' because a shitty mare like you would take the chance if it was there!"

The brave filly continued with her assault as with each punch, as another drop of blood oozed from the former ruler, "It's no wonder why King Thorax likes the ponies better; they're the mom he never got a chance to have," SMACK, "and probably only ever be," she said with a strained voice, as the energy in her began to wind down.

With one last punch, The pink filly looked back at her work with a small devious smile. The amount of blood she was able to get from the former ruler was quite fun. Possibly, a good workout for anyone who had some steam to let out.

Taking a breath, the filly's 'innocent' smile grew once again, "Alright," she sighed, "now, say it,"

Chrysalis, who faces had been bloodied to a point where good portions of her face were green, glared at the filly with dark eyes, "s-say what," she growled,

That single sentence alone quickly irritated the filly, and with a swift motion, punched the irate changeling, "Say what you really are, a bad mom,"

The filly's demand went unanswered, as the former queen silently looked off from her. However, that only angered Cozy more, "Say it!" she yelled, as another punch hit the mare square in the chest.

Chrysalis said nothing, and looked off,

SMACK- "say it!" she yelled again, as the second wave of hits came across the mares face, "say how shitty of a mom you are!"

"s-stop it," the changeling mare stuttered, as a liquid emotion formed at the corner of her eye.

That weak plea did not stop the filly's assault, SMACK SMACK "Say, how you abandoned your children-"

"Stop-!"

SMACK SMACK "Say how even parasites are more forgiving parents that you-"

"ALRIGHT!" the mare bellowed, as tears began to stream down her bruised cheeks "I'm an awful mother! Is that what you wanted to hear you damn mistake! I'm a terrible mother...I-I'm a terrible mother," As those words left her mouth, Chrysalis was done. She wasn't sure what hurt worse, the pain of this little filly's punches, or the pain of the truth she wanted to leave behind.

Either way, she was filled once again with that warm emotion, only this time, it grew colder the more it rose.

Looking back up at the filly, her glaring eyes filling gleaming from her tears, she spoke, "there," she said with a sore voice, "I said it, is that what you wanted, to see me break, well here's your prize!"

For a full minute, Cozy stared at the mare with another blank expression, as if her mind was piecing together her next move. Rather than reply, the filly removed herself from the beaten mare's chest and walked over to the muscular centaur, who seemed to be staring off from the whole ordeal.

While Chrysalis was confused by the filly's sudden departure, a familiar smile grew on the changeling's face. It was quite foolish of the girl to simply walk off from the mare with her back behind her, but it was something that Chrysalis was much excited to see.

After all the pain she had put her though, the lies she had spat at the queen, the mockery she had made of herself, this would be it. After all, all those tears were fake, a simple act to make the filly think she had the upper hand in this little game of wits.

But this queen would not be bested by this small mistake. Not now, not ever.

Before Chrysalis began to move, she looked over at the duo, who appeared to be having quite a heated conversation as the centaur stared at the filly with disgusted eyes.

"I'm not doing that!" the centaur rebutted.

"Oh come on mister Tirek, you've sucked the literal life from ponies, and nearly destroyed all of Equestria, what makes this so bad?" The filly spoke with an innocent, yet irritated, look.

The centaur, who was known as Tirek, sighed deeply, "As I have said before, Cozy, such work is below me. I would only have my minions do such a ghastly-"

"Oh for fuck's sake," the filly named Cozy groaned, "Would you stop with that, oh holier than now shit, you've attacked villages, destroyed towns, taken the magic, a lifeforce for many in Equestria by the way, out of every creature out there, and yet you won't do this because it's 'below you? Give me a break,"

Tirek glared at the filly with great anger in his eyes, from the looks of it, the beast getting quite tired of the young foal's mouth. "If you wish to continue to mock me you're only-"

"What? Quickening my death," the filly interjected, which only further angered the red beast.

Before Tirek could respond, the filly let out a small chuckle, "Mister Tirek, why are you such an imbecile?"

The Centaur's eyes widened with shock at Cozy's insult, his fist tightened, as e looked ready to strike the filly right here and now. "H-how dare you!" the centaur shouted, which seemed to elicit a small chuckle from the filly.

"Gee, it seems like everypony is saying that today," she jested, with a sly smile, "look Tirek, he's something you need to understand and understand now. Killing me is nothing more than a waste of time," she stated rather calmly, "It's a waste of my time, your time-" Cozy pointed over the bruised changeling, "and especially her time.

"So if you really wanna kill me, be my guest, but you're only going to screw yourself over even more,"

Tirek scoffed at the filly's threatening words, "Are trying to scare me?" he asked sarcastically, "don't make me laugh, I've taken down Equestria once without you-" Tirek lowered down to the pink filly, "what makes you think I need you?"

As he asked that, a thoughtful look crossed Cozy's face. He wasn't wrong, the centaur was quite large and from what the changeling saw, he was quite powerful.

how indeed, would this small, one-winged fill, stop this red bulking beast?

All it took was one sentence, "Well, what if I just ran out of the Evefree and called us out?"

Those words, as soon as they left Cozy's mouth, quickly caught the beast's attention, "W-what?" Tirek questioned with a stutter, as he was somewhat bewildered by her threat.

"Well Mister Tirek, look at it this way," she continued, "I'm a small, cute little filly, and you're a bulking monster who tried to conquer all of Equestria. Now I know, I did too, but what's to stop me from saying all of that was your doing?"

"You wouldn't," Tirek growled

"All I have to do is run out there, scream from the top of my lungs with tears coming down my face, and say that not only was the break out your idea-" the devious filly pointed over to the bleeding Chrysalis again- "and not only did you beat up a poor defenseless mare, but," in a quick second, Cozy's smile dropped, and soon, a flood of tears streamed from her eyes, "y-you, assaulted a poor innocent filly, who bent to your every whim! How could you!" The filly continued her faux display of tears, each cry faker than the next.

By this point, Tirek was much less enraged by the Cozy but much more disgusted with the filly than anything.

True, the centaur them had used his fair share of deception and trickery to get what they wanted, but what this little filly was doing, was something that felt wrong.

it was something that was seemingly different in his brand of evil. Something that was...just different.

Noticing the centaurs disgust, Cozy returned to her happy demeanor with a quick switched of her smile, "I want you to understand something Tirek, Equestria, isn't so gung-ho about foal death, what makes you think they'll let you live if they found out you violated a little filly like me?"

Tirek fist began to shake in disgust at the crazed filly's display, even after Discord, never in his life, had he seen such a gross display of deception and evil. This was the kind of evil he hated with every fiber of his being, it was a kind of evil he could not stand for one bit!

"Tirek, this isn't your time, this isn't your plan, and I won't have someone like you messing it up. No matter what you do or say, you're stuck with me whether you like it or not, because even if you kill me, not only would you be lying to yourself, you'd end up in an early grave," Cozy said with a cold smirk.

Tirek glared hot daggers at the devious little filly. It was one thing to be barked at and commanded like some dog, but to be threatened in such a manner, and to be threatened to do something so obscene!

This was disgust in its purest form.

"You putrid imp," the centaur growled in anger, "I will never forgive you for this,"

Cozy smiled, "I love you too," she jested, "now, do what I said," she demanded smugly.

For a full minute, Tirek stared at the filly with a pure unadulterated hatred, before begrudgingly doing as she said. Without another word, the red centaur walked away from the smiling filly and made his way to the now confused changeling.

Tirek looked at the beaten changeling with regretful, yet stern eyes. The last thing that he muttered as a quick, 'I'm so sorry' before he picked up the bewildered mare, and threw her over his shoulder.

"W-what are you doing!" Chrysalis shouted in irate shock, as she began to beat on the bulking beast back. She turned to the pink filly who simply waved at the two departing villains, with a sickeningly wide smile "What's going on, I did as you said! Where are you taking me!"

Cozy simply giggled at the deposed queen's fretful cries, "don't worry Miss Chrysalis," she lied, "I just want to make sure you're on our side, so mister Tirek is going to give you a little, lovelesson," she said with a terrifying, skin-crawling, wink.

With those final words, the centaur continued his shameful walk into the Everfree words, as the weak changeling mare began to beat on the beast back, harder and harder, in resistance to her approaching demies. Within the woods of the Everfree, Chrysalis would lose something that day.

That day, Chrysalis lost the very thing that made her who she was.

Her motherhood.