Part I, Chapter I - First Encounter

You slam the front door of your small, two bedroom apartment behind you as you storm over to the small desk that houses your computer, carelessly dropping your things on the floor as you go. You hit the startup button, then plop yourself down onto the black rolly chair and wait for it to finish booting.

The screen flashes for a moment, then displays the familiar "Bliss" wallpaper, and a smile forms on your face. No matter how many times you saw that picture, it always brought a smile to your face, although you don't exactly know why. You move your hand slightly, and two clicks later, you see the Windows window open. Let the fun begin.

First, you check Facebook.

The white and blue page opens itself. You're already logged in, so you check you wall, only to find one new post. You disregard it, seeing as to how it looks like a drunk post from a friend, and move onto the next tab.

Reddit is opened, and after browsing through r/funny for awhile, you move onto the final few things. You check your email, skim the latest breaking news, and check a Youtube link from earlier. Now comes the final, best part.

You log on to "fimfiction.net" and begin to browse through your new, unread chapters from some of your favorite stories. Much time passes before you finally finish them all, and by the time you stand up from the chair, it's dark outside. You stretch out, releasing a groan, wiping your left hand over your face as your back arches. A low grumbling noise filled the room.

It stops, and after a few more minutes, it happens again. You need some food. You walk over to the black fridge and open it up to see the limited items held within.

Pizza or chicken?

You shrug, closing your eyes and reaching out, trying to feel for what you'll eat. You open your eyes as they land on the black box of pizza. You smile to yourself while you walk over to preheat the small, matching oven, knowing that even if your hand had landed on chicken, you still would've picked the pizza.

While the oven does its thing and heats up, you walk over to your bag that you had let fall off of yourself earlier, reaching inside of it and pulling out your iPhone. You turn the volume up to max and begin the Aquabats song "Chemical Bomb".

You listen and nod your head a few times before the oven beeps, indicating it's ready for the frozen pizza. You slide it in, go to sit in the loveseat sitting in the corner, and begin waiting once more.

Fourteen to fifteen minutes later, the oven dings again, signaling that the pizza is done. You pull it out, cut yourself two slices, then try to bite into the insanely hot piece, but instantly regret, mentally reprimanding yourself.

You finish dinner later on. You've brushed your teeth and changed into your boxers to sleep in, and you curl up under the covers of your bed, slowly letting yourself drift off into Slumberland.

The alarm clock blares at promptly 7:00 am, the sound echoing throughout the rest of the apartment. Your hand reaches over and slams down onto the "off" button. The sound in the room stops, but the alarm continues to sound off in your mind. You slowly sit up on the edge of the bed and stretch, arms and legs slightly shaking as you do so. You get up and head to the bathroom, grabbing youselfr a new pair of boxers, a shirt, and some pants before closing the door behind you.

Minutes later, you leave the bathroom, exhaust fan left running to help clear out the steam inside the small, white room. You head back to your own room, and see a form lying underneath the sheets in your bed.

You turn away, thinking it's just the way the light is shining into the room, but it's not. When you turn back, the form is still there, and a part of it seems to be rising, almost as if it were...breathing...

You shudder at the thought of having a something just next to you while you slept without even realizing that it was there, but you brush it off and walk towards where the figure lay, wrapping your fingers around the edge of the comforter, and pull back.

There, laying in your bed, is Chrysalis, Queen of the Changelings herself, living and breathing.

Wait.

You run that thought through your mind once more, shaking your head and smiling at your own stupidity for believing that the thing on your bed was a character from a TV show.

You reach your hand downwards, telling yourself that whatever it is is not there.

You brush your fingertips against her flank, and to your great suprise, you felt something.

The feeling was not what you had expected from a pony, but then again, Chrysalis isn't exactly a pony. In place of small bristles of fur, her entire body was covered of her what felt like a latex of some sort.

Your hand recoils as a moan escapes the lips of the creature on your bed, and you admire it as it spreads its wings, which, you notice, have holes in them, and then the rest of her body, which also has holes in it. Another moan escapes the lips of the creature, but it slowly devolves into a groan.

You see its eyes shoot open, and are instantly struck by the color; blue and green. They widen greatly before the creature on the bed recoils away from you. You watch, equally terrified as your are intrigued, as the black creature zips from surface to surface.

You raise your hands above your head, trying to show the creature that you mean it no harm, but when you get close to it, it bares its teeth at you.

"What are you?! Where am I?!", the creature says, voice sounding oddly layered, as if one part of it was speaking in a different octave as the other..

"Easy", you say in as soothing a tone as you can manage. "It's gonna be alright."

As afraid as you were of this new creature, whom you were now almost certain to be Chrysalis, the Queen of the Changelings, you couldn't help but also feel curious, watching it as it curled up into a ball on top of your dresser, her blue-green eyes darting around, looking for escapes.

"Please. Just come down, and I'll tell you everything you want to know."