'Before ponyvile was established there lives three hives, the change hive, the glory hive, and the camo hive. These three hives lived in peace until. Queen Chrysalis came to power in the change hive, she was power hungery and planned on killing of the other two hives.

She successfully raided and killed the camo hive as all they had were camouflage, however, the glory hive would not let that slide and they would take revenge.

The glory hive took pride in there orange carapace, it was unlike the green carapace of the camo hive, or the black chitin on the change hive, they had a more pony outer layer and could easily blend in, but it was also sturdy, and only the sharpest of blades could puncture the skin.

So the glory hive gathered there forces and fought the change hive.

It was grueling, taking the lives of hundreds of changelings, but the glory hive won, but only barely.

They had to scatter throughout equestria, thankfully because of the orange skin they blended right in.

Of course the queen stayed, she was lonely, until a expedition went into her resting place, the queen was unique, instead of orange skin, she had green.

The settlers where having trouble getting food so the queen help them by farming apples, starting the town of ponyvile.'

Granny smith smiled as she read through her journal of times long past as she could sense the change hive rising again.

Author's Note

Hah! plot twist right before the second part of the wedding