Queen Of Wrath

Snow fell gentle on the streets adding to the blanket that already existed, rooftops were covered in a thick layer of ice and snow; sidewalks filled with ponies either going to someplace or from somewhere, the roads didn’t fare much better, carts were pulled back and forth whether they were carrying items or ponies it didn’t matter they all had somewhere to be.

An orange pony stood in the middle of two building and blew his breath; he stared at the white mist that was his breath. He walked down the streets avoiding everypony with it, the hard crunch of snow fell beneath his hooves. He approached a tavern and slowly pushed the door open; voices erupted from the tavern, making his way past drunken mares and stallions he approached the counter he pulled up next to a stool and sat.

“So what’ll it be?” A rather large unicorn said.

The orange pony looked at the unicorns cutie mark for a few seconds; it was an empty glass cup. “Hard cider.” He said.

The stallion with the glass cutie mark nodded and turned around to make the drink; he used his magic levitate the cups off the shelves and under a barrel that had a nozzle.

The orange pony looked around the tavern; several wooden tables, hardwood flooring, Drunk ponies and-A mug slammed on the counter causing him to turn back around and look at the bartender.

“Your drink’s ready.” The bartender said.

“Thanks.” The orange pony placed 4 bits on the counter.

The bartender nodded and levitated the currency into a metal box underneath the counter before walking down to deal with some other customers further down.

The orange stallion looked at the drink, happy birthday to me. He thought to himself then he took a sip and then another before he knew it the wooden mug was empty and he could barely speak a coherent sentence.

The stallion blinked several times trying to at least see the door to the tavern. This task seemed hardest even for the wisest of ponies. He backed off from the stool and made his way what looked like the general direction of the door. The sound of a cup hitting the ground echoed across the tavern. Silence now filled the room.

The orange pony looked to see what happened…Tried to see what happened. A hoof went across a blue unicorns face. Before anyone knew what was going on the tavern broke out in a gigantic fight. Hooves were flying, One hoof struck into the stomach of a Pegasus who stood on a table.

The orange stallion was only a few feet from door he slowly walked keeping his head down low. Something fast flew right into the orange pony and he blacked out.

Slime dripped from the walls of the cave, Changelings raced back and forth to dig new tunnels. A tall slender female changeling walked next to a smaller younger female.

“Now Alucita you do realize your course of action?” The taller female said.

Yes I know. Mother” Alucita was carrying an annoyed tone in her voice.

The two walked down a path, Light began to fade before being light with torches. A stray changeling came out from the darkness in a hurry; he had knocked into Alucita causing him and her to both be lying on their backs. The ling quickly got back up.

“I’m very sorry princess.” He hissed out

Alucita got up with anger in her eyes she used her magic to levitate him in the air. She began to spread his limbs and slowly pull them apart. “You’ll be forgiven soon.” She hissed out

The taller female flicked Alucita’s horn “These will be your subjects one day; you can’t just kill them because they bumped into you.”

The changeling fell to the ground “Thank you Queen Chrysalis!” He then scurried off up the path.

Alucita rubbed her horn “Why did you let him free, he was getting what he deserved?!” Rage hung around in her tone

Chrysalis glared down at the much younger princess “You can’t act through anger all the time little one, I should know.”

The tension was released and the two royal changelings continued to walk the path, they approached a large room with a deep circular hole, there was no need for lighting whatever was in the giant hole illuminated the entire room a reddish-pink glow. Princess Alucita stepped over to the hole and peered into it.

“That’s love in its rawest form my daughter” Chrysalis said as she approached her daughter.

“Why did you bring me down here?” Alucita asked

Chrysalis smirked, her horn a blaze with a poisonous green glow. The room slowly lit up revealing thousands of cocoons, every so often a hoof inside the translucent pods would twitch or a wing would vibrate softly.

“These ones haven’t been accepted into my hive yet” Chrysalis said as she took off the ground to admire the perfect lings.

Alucita smiled she pushed her bluish-purple mane from her eye “Well? What are we waiting for?”

Chrysalis’s horn lightened once more. At random intervals a cocoon split open and oozed out a newly born mature changeling. Chrysalis landed next to Alucita and watched in amazement as if a new hive was being created.

An unorganized grouping of thousands now filled the room. “Great! Now mind link with them” Chrysalis said staring at Alucita.

Alucita nodded, her horn alit with magic surrounding her horn in dark blue, streams of magic burst from her horn, and the streams pierced each of the changelings. Alucita’s eyes glowed brightly, everything faded to white. Alucita looked around; her mother was no longer present. Only the group of changelings and her existed. The group bore their fangs and charged her.

Alucita smirked, her horn aglow with magic, “This is going to be fun” She bore her fangs and stomped her hole ridden hoof on the ground.

The group roared and charged forward, hell bent on spilling blood, her blood