The Unexpected Saviour

“Trixie?” Rainbow asked, confused. Then her face lit up. “Oh yeah. I talked to her. She knows what happened and wants you to come see her today. I’ll take ya to see her.” She reassures me. We leave the hospital and I get on her back, autonomously decreasing my weight.

She takes off and flies in the direction of Ponyville. After about thirty minutes of easy-paced flying, she is starting to breathe a little heavily.

“Do you need a break, baby?” I ask.

“Grab on to me tighter and open your wings. It would help to get a little extra lift.” She states. I tighten my legs, grab around her neck loosely, and carefully open my wings out of the holes cut into my clothes, and feel the wings pull up on the joints a little. I hold them open, angling them back a bit for lift. Rainbow sighs in relief.

“Good, you can support yourself a bit, with a little bit of me too.” She says, her wings flapping occasionally. I was already sweating from the effort though. I wasn’t tired, but today was a warm day. I enjoyed the feeling of my wings pulling up on my back and shoulders. It was comforting, oddly enough.

‘Like the anti-gravity I had enjoyed for about a half second just yest- . . . three weeks ago,’ I correct myself. ‘Time has passed more quickly than I had planned.’

After another hour of the slow-paced flying, we arrive in Ponyville. I fold in my wings, nervous that people will believe me to be an odd mutation of Changeling or something.

Rainbow must have read my emotions somewhat, because she said, “Don’t worry, Jackson. Ponies won’t judge you because you have wings. Besides, I have never heard of wings that fade from black to white. Of course they’ll trust you.” She told me.

I relax slightly from her comment but still feel quite nervous. We fly leisurely over Ponyville, searching for Trixie’s wagon on the roads extending from town. We searched all the roads up to a league from Ponyville but we couldn’t find her wagon. We gave up and decided to visit Twilight at her library.

We headed back to Ponyville, with our focus on getting to Twilight’s library. Eventually, at the slow pace we kept used, we arrived at Ponyville. We angled down and to the left, coasting the air currents down to the earth below.

After circling down slowly and enjoying the feeling of gliding through the air, we land and enter the library, the appearance of us both oddly calm for anypony watching us.

“Hey Twilight, what’s going on?” I say to her. Twilight gasped when I spoke. She must not have heard us enter the room.

She spins to look at me, and gallops towards me. I take a few steps back, but she barrels into my chest, knocking me over, her horn mere inches from my face. I fall to the ground with a heavy ‘thunk’ and an “oof”.

“Hey Twilight, what’s up?” I repeat nervously. She is standing over me, her face inches from mine. Then she kisses me. It was a really good kiss, for what I thought to be her first time. I was utterly at a loss for words. Rainbow just stands there and smiles mischievously.

“Twilight, what are you doing?” I ask curiously when she stops.

“Rainbow, you didn’t . . . you didn’t ask him about it?” Twilight asked sheepishly.

Rainbow facehoofed and said, “Sorry, I forgot. He was in the hospital for two weeks. He just got discharged today. It doesn’t matter, he’s willing to start one but he has no mares but me at the moment.”

“Willing to start what?” I ask, nervous as to the topic she was speaking of.

“Oh Jackson you silly. We talked about this earlier, remember? Starting a herd?”

“Oh yeah. We were looking for Trixie to apologize too.” I remember aloud.

“Trixie?” Twilight looked sad, like at the party all those weeks ago. Time did pass very quickly, apparently. I sniffled, sat up, and hugged Twilight close.

“Don’t be sad, Twilight. I don’t like it when the ponies around me are sad. It makes me sad too.”

I felt her surprise at me hugging her and pulled away from the hug.

“What’s wrong?” I ask Twilight, my care instincts kicking in.

“Why did you visit Trixie?” she asked me.

“Umm . . . well . . . I, ummmmm” I stutter, trying to think of an excuse. “I, uhhhhhhh . . . well to be

honest, my gut told me not to visit you, and my gut is usually right on those hunches” I confess to her.

“Your gut? Why did your ‘gut’ say that? And why did you refer to your gut as a living entity?” Twi asked me, confused and offended.

“It’s an intuition thing. I had a dream the first night here. My ‘gut’ referred to the dream I had.” You then proceed to explain the dream to Twilight. She gasped when Rainbow had been killed, and when AJ had attempted to rape me, and when Fluttershy had been a Dom, all things from the dream. On the part she attempted to mesh my mind together with hers in the dream, she blushed heavily.

“Why are you blushing, Twilight? I was just . . . explaining . . . what . . . Were you planning to do that to me, Twi?” I ask her.

She just blushes heavier and mutters, “Yes I was. Operant word in that sentence: was. That was before Rainbow suggested the idea to me of creating a herd with you and her and the rest of the mane six.”

“Mhmm. So . . . Now what? Oh yeah I didn’t tell you what pinkie pie did to take me.” I then explained what Pinkie did in my dream.

Twilight gasped, again. “Really? I thought she would just try what AJ had done, then what Flutter had done, and what she had done already. In the dream, that is.”

My jaw drops and I huff out “WHA . . . wha-wha-wha-what? Pinkie is crazy! I wouldn’t believe that until I saw it!”

“Trust me, Jackson. If she likes you like I do, and maybe even like Rainbow does, it’ll happen, and not in the exact order I told you.” Twi told me

“WOW! She is crazy, she can defy gravity, and she’s kinky . . .” I trail off. I mumbled it only because I kinda liked the idea . . .

“Do . . . do you like Pinkie Pie too?” Rainbow asks me, apprehensiveness obvious in her voice.

“To be honest, Rainbow, I like all ponies in the mane six except Rarity. She isn’t really my style. Plus I like Derpy and  . . .” I mumble a name shyly.

“Wait, what? Derpy? Really? And who was that last name you said? I couldn’t hear you.” Twilight asks me, confusion shining in her words like her brother, Shining Armor’s, armor (sorry, it seemed like a good play on words. Back to the story, now).

“I like  . . . qu . . . chr . . .” I mumble quietly enough to rival Fluttershy.

“Sorry, I can’t hear you Jackson. Who?” Twilight asks me, sounding similar to the season 1 episode 1 when she meets Fluttershy.

“I like queen chrysalis, too” I force out, easily speaking loud enough to be heard.

At the moment I started my confession, the rest of the mane six trotted into the library.

When I finish my confession, I think sarcastically, ‘great timing girls. Now you all know my secret wish. DAMMIT! SHIT, THIS SUCKS! My life in Equestria is over’.

Then I noticed the pony walking behind Rarity, Pinkie, Applejack and Fluttershy; it was Chrysalis, but there was something different about her. She wasn’t wearing the crown she usually wore.

Rainbow’s jaw dropped. Twilight’s horn glowed, and she teleported out of the room before I could see the look on her face. Rarity passed out. Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she shied away form me. Applejack started walked towards me with what seemed to be a threatening look in her eyes. Pinkie was oddly simple in her surprise, yet it was also random.

She just said, excitedly, “ohmigoshohmigoshohmigoshyoulikechrysalis? Iwouldneverhaveguessedbutiwanttoaskchrysalissomethingrealfast.”

She quickly turns to Chrysalis and asks, “Doyouwanttohaveawelcomeparty?”

Chrysalis looks at me and asks, “Is she always like this? Anyway, do you really like me for who I am, and not when I am somepony else?”

‘Her voice was missing that odd demonic inflection.’ I noted as she spoke.

I nod sheepishly and she smiles. It wasn’t an evil smile or a dark smile; it was a caring smile, even with the little flashes of her four vampire-like fangs.  Anyways, she nodded yes to Pinkie, who then raced off to go get party supplies.

Applejack reaches me, pokes me in the chest with her hoof, and asks, “First, do ya really like Chrysalis? Second, can I join yer herd? I been wantin’ to join since Twi told me about it a few weeks ago.”

“I would like to join too” Fluttershy whispers. She seemed to have calmed down a bit from the slap-to-the-face confession I had just given.

Rarity came to, regained her civilized composure and said, “I believe myself too high-class and high-maintenance for the likes of you to be my stallion” she paused for a second

I heave a great sigh of relief, but she hadn’t finished with her tirade.

“But, alas, I have been lonely and you have been the only pony who allures me. I would be honored if I could join your herd, Jackson.”

I groan mentally and think, ‘Uuuuggghhhhh, why Rarity too? I’ll never have enough time for anypony now.’

“I appreciate your offer, Rarity, but . . . I must . . . respectfully . . .” I trail off and sigh again. Rarity was making a cute little face with those huge eyes and a cute smile. I sigh.

“Oh, how could I refuse that cute little face” I say, mentally exhausted. “And yes, AJ and Flutters, you two can join too”

AJ smiles and says, “Well, thank yah Jackson. I gotta git back to Sweet Apple Acres though. The apples won’t buck themselves. See ya later”

Fluttershy just said, “Thank you” quietly and slipped outside.

Rarity had left for Carousel Boutique after I had let her into the herd, apparently, and now it was just me, Chrysalis, and Rainbow. Rainbow closed her mouth and said, “I guess I’ll see ya later, Jackson.” I could tell she felt kind of offended.

“’kay, bye, I guess” I reply. She left and flew off to Cloudsdale, leaving me stranded in Ponyville. There was an awkward silence between me and Chrysalis.

I broke the silence after a few minutes and asked, “Why did you come to Ponyville” I wasn’t angry or confused, I was more curious than anything.

“After I failed at taking over Canterlot, the changelings removed the crown from my head and bonded it to one of my successors. I am no longer Queen of the Changelings.” She answered. “Who and what are you? I haven’t seen one of your kind before.”

“My name is Jackson Tyler. I am a human. Be warned, though; I am a little different than a regular human. I will show you why.” I say. I unfurl my wings slowly and look at her with amusement. Her face is a mix of utter shock and a bit of fear too.

“The pro-“she starts to say, but I cut her off.

“Yeah, yeah, the prophecy. I found out about that the first day I was here. That was over three weeks ago.”

She looked at my wings and my face with fear and admiration. “How did you, a human, get wings? Unless some humans are born with wings.”

“It was a deep, unknown magic. It involved intercourse. With a pegasus. I love her, and she loves me. Although, you probably noticed that when you walked in, being an entity that lives off of love. Plus humans that have any abnormalities, like wings, get taken to a secret laboratory and tested on. It’s inhumane”

“Yeah, and I could feel that love from outside the library. It wasn’t as strong as Shining Armor’s love, but it felt much purer.”

“mhmm.” I say, not really catching on to what she was talking about.

After a few more minutes of silence, Chrysalis asked me, “so, do you wanna do it? I’m game if you are.”

I look at her with amazement. “Really? Really? You want to get intimate with a shmuck like me? I’m a loser. Nobody really loves me” I feel my depression creeping into my mind again, poisoning it with sadness and hopelessness.

“Hey, don’t stop with the lovey feelings. I’m still hungry.” Chrysalis says with a little disappointment.

“sorry, Chrissy I just feel depressed all of a sudden. I need some physical closeness or calming music to feel better.”

She slinks to my side silently and wraps me into a one-hoof hug. I feel surprised for a second, but she hugs me tighter, trying to cheer me up and get rid of my depression and feed on my good mood again.

I slowly come to my senses again and reach around her to return the hug. She starts a little but she smiles and nuzzles my hair. I shiver a little when I feel the fangs slide across my skin.

She smiles a little bigger and moves her head down to near my neck slowly. I realize what she might be getting at and bare my neck to her.

“Be gentle please. Oh, and please don’t turn me into a human changeling.” I mumble shyly.

She bares her fangs and drags them slowly and seductively across my neck. I shudder and I almost descend to convulsing from the pleasure.

‘Oooohhhh god that feels amazing!! I’m gonna-’

She slowly slides her fangs into my neck and sucks on the incisions gently. I shudder uncontrollably, riding the pleasure to heaven. I almost literally melted into her hooves now. I am totally limp, only supported by her hoof.

Then, the worst happens. Twilight walks back down the stairs from her room.

I look at Twilight in fear and worry. Her horn glows and she lifts Chrysalis off of my limp body and pins her against the shelves.

“noooh, twilight! I was letting her-.” I force out weakly, still recovering from the pleasure. She cut me off.

“No, she was sucking your blood! I won’t let her do that to you. You have many ponies that care about you. We can’t lose you.”

The blood dripping down my neck make me shudder a bit. I slowly get up and look at Chrysalis. She is still pinned against the bookshelves but she doesn’t look angry. She looked perfectly calm, at peace with herself even.

Twilight is glaring at Chrysalis, who is returning the glare with a blank stare. Chrysalis was totally oblivious to everything. I walk up to her and poke her belly. She doesn’t even notice I poked her.

I turn back to Twilight. “put her down, twilight.”

“NO! she will just start sucking your blood again.” She replies defiantly.

“twi, it’ll be okay. Just put her down, gently. Nothing’s gonna happen.”

Twilight suddenly looks tired and she slowly places Chrysalis on the floor. Chrysalis doesn’t even notice.

“see, she didn’t even notice. Just calm down. She wasn’t hurting me. I let her bite me. It is a turn-on for me.”

Twilight’s jaw drops and she says exasperatedly, “What is wrong with you?”

“A lot of things, Twi.” I say simply. “A lot of things . . .”

“What about Chrysalis? We can’t just leave her laying there.” She notes.

“Hold on, let me try something.” I reply. I raise my arm to have my palm towards chrysalis’s oblivious body. I manipulate my energy to try to lift her off the floor. Surprisingly, she does float a few inches off the floor.

“woah! I didn’t think that would work. That’s awesome. I am using magic.” I say grinning hugely. I then manipulate my energy to take her up the stairs and place her in a bed. That happens too. I am amazed at my power. I feel around in my mind for memories of objects I had enjoyed in my past. I pick out an object I'd have loved to own.

I attempt to create a copy of the object. The copied object is slightly fuzzy and a little blurry, but I recognize it instantly.

“Oh, gawd, yesss. It’s the uber-powerful Desert Eagle .50 cal!” I hold it in my hands gingerly, as if it could break apart with a sudden movement.

“I gotta go out to Everfree forest for a bit. I’ll be back in a few hours. See ya later.” I ignore Twilight’s attempts to stop me.

I walk out of the library and head towards the forest outside the city.