The Alliance of Chaos

Chapter 4

The changeling pushed Centurion aside. Luna tried to restrain him. He shook her, and went up to the calendar. He changed it. He stood in front of the visage. Chrysalis had her back to the vortex. Rainbow light fell upon his face, but it didn’t strip any image away. It really was the pony.

“So, Turquoise, you think you can stop me?” Her voice was different. When she turned her head, looking at her hoof nonchalantly, Twilight could see it was a different queen. Turquoise growled, and dug his hooves into the ground. His horn glowed blue. His mane was ratty. Instead of swept straight back, it was a tangle of white-tipped hair. It hung in locks. The changeling queen fired a bolt of magic lazily at him. He was pushed back, and green magic enveloped him. He stood. His hooves were ringed in poisonous green energy. It began to move up his legs.

“What have you done?”

“Well, you’re a smart pony. I could use you in the swarm.”

Turquoise looked at himself, a tear falling from his cheek. he watched himself turn into a changeling. He sat in front of the vortex.

“Twilight.... No.... He gritted his teeth. The energy had gone halfway up his legs. They had been replaced with changeling legs. “I’ll die first!” His horn glowed. He fired bolts at the queen.

“You can’t stop me from going through the portal. To my destiny.” The queen turned to the portal. The changeling stuck his head through.

“Nice try.” His horn glowed. The queen looked at him, shocked. She looked behind her.

“How-”

“Time. It’s a tricky thing.” She backed up. The changeling stepped through. as the rainbow light fell on him, a slate gray shell was visible. It was halfway hardened. He fired bolts at the queen. His changeling magic intercepted her passive shield, making it useless. The queen began to fall over from the assault. She became a steaming form on the ground. He ran over to his past self, and used his horn to take off the conversion spell. As this happened, he began to become a normal pony. The changeling magic balanced.

“He’s caused a paradox. He’s combatting the time flux.” Said Luna. Pinkie sat with a bag of popcorn, intently staring at the vortex. Twilight walked over, smacked the bag out of her hooves, and stared at her sternly. Suddenly, the events began to rewind. Then they went back forward. “Time is warping.” The past version of Turquoise began to glow. He disappeared. Turquoise stood.

“I’m.... back to normal.” He rushed towards Twilight. When he reached the wall, however, he was blocked.

“The paradox has caused the portal to malfunction.” Said Centurion. Turquoise backed away.

“I’ll see you again, Twilight. He put his hoof to the portal. Twilight did the same.

“Why didn’t you say, Turquoise?” She said.

“I didn’t know how to say. Time is fluctuating. I wont be able to stay a normal pony. Time will want to mend itself. This is a little pocket of time where something was changed. We’re in a little bubble outside the normal time stream. Bubbles pop. We’ll be back to normal soon. Time is rewinding. We’re not noticing. Goodbye, Twilight.”

The changeling looked at the visage. Why didn’t I realize that would happen? I’m such an idiot sometimes! He remembered the event. He also remembered the time flux. He was the center of it, so he could remember it easily. Twilight looked at it. She was open-mouthed. When the conversion was finished, he was a changeling.

“I’ll never serve you. You can’t make me. I will rebel.” Said Turquoise.

“Well, you aren’t rebelling here. Go meet my great-grandspawn!” She grasped him in her hooves, and tossed him through the portal. He was xeroxed as he went through, his front half going to a different part of time. His whole body went through. Pinkie stuck her tongue out, sickened by the visible guts. Turquoise said,

“Now I come in.” He went through the portal, and looked at the queen.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Turquoise. You just threw me through that portal. I waited. And now I’m back, and ready to get rid of you.”

He came back through the portal. “This time, time stays in place. I am supposed to be a pony, but she turned me into a changeling. Joke’s on her.”

“You really are Turquoise?” said Twilight.

“Yes. Yes I am.”

“Can you prove it?”

“When you were six years old, I came along with Cadence while she was juggling us together. I spilled apple juice in your mane, and it took exactly two hours to wash it out. I also got my cutie mark in ice sculpturing, and made you a giant snowflake.”

“It really is you.” Twilight said. No, no it’s not. I’m your little brother. Of course I am. He thought to himself.

“There has to be a way to reverse the process.”

“Not that I know of. I looked, believe me.”

“The portal must be kept closed. If Discord gets to it, then he can stop himself from ever being imprisoned in the first place.” Said Centurion. “That, or it must be destroyed. That is a dangerous course of action, however. It could fluctuate time’s order.”

“We have to get out of here.” Said Luna. “We can’t do anything as long as we’re stuck in here.”

“Agreed.” Said Twilight.

“Okey-dokey-lokey!” Said Pinkie. The changeling just nodded. “It’ll be faster if we use this.” Said Pinkie. She ran out of the room, and smacked her party cannon down in the middle of the place. “Everypony get in!” She said, waving. She lowered her hoof. “No? Okay!” She mashed the button, and flew upward in a shower of confetti and fireworks. She flew upward, and Twilight winced as she heard a sharp crack. Pinkie fell back down, as a pink ball, bounced, and said, “Well that didn’t work.” Twilight facehoofed.

“Of course it didn’t work, Pinkie. How could it?”

“You never know!”

“Except I do.”

“Pffft!”

“Anyways, we have a long walk.”

“No you don’t. We have elevators.” All the ponies looked at Centurion.

“What?” They said in unison.