"Blast! Why are you so hard to kill!", the evil chicken screamed, This adventurer was quite persistent in causing her misfortune. He was equipped with many tools. She was doing damage to him with her magical blasts. Though he kept eating very high quality food. He slew the dragons with ease. "Hmm. Maybe you would like to spend some time in the abyss?" The adventurer hesitated for a moment. That was all she needed. A red portal came forth and... turned rainbow-colored? She stared at it for a little bit before feeling a boot to her back. "You fool! I will be back! Someday!" Then her blackness over came her vision and she passed out.
Flutter Shy was having a nice day. Her animals were were well fed. Even angel seemed content with the day. She decided to try and take a nap of her couch. After what seems to be a few minutes she thought she heard screaming. She brushed the thought aside.
*SMASH!*
After a few moments of fear, curiousity got the best of her.Fluttershy looked out her window and saw that there was a big hole in the roof of her chicken coop. Worried about her chickens safety, She open her window and flew over to see if her chickens were alright. She opened the coop to see an odd scene. The chickens were gathered around something. They were gathered closely around it. She flew up to get a closer look at it. They were gathered around a large bleeding chicken. "Oh no!" She grabbed the chicken in her hooves and flew back to the house.
The evil chicken awoke to find her on a small bed. There was a sling around her right wing. When she tried to move it, there was quite a bit of pain. "What happened?" She then noticed there was a yellow pegasus who just stared at here blankly. After a few minutes she decided to speak up. "You speak Equestrian?" Flutter Shy asked. "What? You speak?... Never mind I've seen weirder." She plopped down on the bed with a huff, and unfortunatly landed on her on her bad wing.
"OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!"
She then noticed there was excited clucking. It was not the Oh my god there is a predator here clucking. But the happy clucking if there was such a cluck. She then noticed a chicken climb through a window. It was walking over to the place the evil chicken was doing her, I just plopped down on a broken wing, dance. She bowed and said, " Oh great and powerful one. We chickens have waited for your arrival. It was foretold that when the chickens were in need. That she will answer our call and bring forth an age where chickens are one of the great races and we ourselves will have an empire."
The evil chicken was confused for a moment "What is your name, comrade?", the evil chicken asked
"Elizabeak ma'am!" the chicken said. "Well elizabeak, I here by grant you some of my magical power!" With that Elizabeak started to glow her feathers became whiter and she started to glow a bit and even grow. When the glowing was done she noticed the she was now white in coloration, and her comb and waddle were black.
"From this day forth, You are known as Elizabeak the Mighty. Second in command of the CRA."
"CRA?" the confused chicken asked.
"Chicken Resistance Army." the evil chicken stated while nodding.
"Well lets take a look at the recruits, shall we?" the Evil Chicken then jumped up to the window and went out and Elizabeak followed her out.
"What the buck just happened?", a confused Flutter Shy asked
The coop was chaotic to say the least. The chickens were arguing about the new comer. Half of them just thought she was a new chicken that had tried to jump off a tree. The rest thought that she was the great chicken deity that the prophets talked about. They barely noticed the two big hens enter the coop. "Attention fellow comrades!" a booming voice said. They looked around to see a chicken at least twice as big as the biggest rooster. They also noticed there was a differently colored Elizabeak.
"I ,the Evil Chicken, have decided it is time to free ourselves of the pony menace. It will be hard, but we will rise in rank, power, and number. There will be three groups of us. There will be the priests. I will grant them holy powers that will be channeled through me and my name. They will heal our wounded and care for our sick. There will be mages. Their mana will be strengthened and will burn with magic fire those who get in our way. Finally there will be warriors. They claws and talons will cut down the pony menace! I believe chickens should not be treated as mere pets and meals. We are members of society too. Soon the whole world will learn to fear the Chicken Resistance Army!" With that the chickens cheered and gathered around Elizabeak and the Evil Chicken. So began the task of sorting and enhancing their physical and mental qualities.
After learning all the chickens names, they each stated their goal. There were roughly twenty chickens in that coop. Eight wanted to be warriors. Their talons and beaks were enhanced to be better fitting for their purpose. They were also made physically intimidating. She made them black with red eyes.
She then turned to the six priests to be of the group She focused on their willpower and opened up the magic filled within them. She then stated that they needed to only chant her name along with the prayer that needed to be cast. When asked her true name, she told them evil chicken would do for the chant. She taught them the most basic of the rituals.
She then turned to the final six. They were to be mages. She focused on the inner magic again, this time filling it with a spark of the fire plane. She then stated that all they need to do focus on their enemies or targets in flame and then they will be on fire. She also sternly warned that if they tried that in the coop, she would roast them herself and eat the end results.
Tired and needing rest she jumped on a roost and went to sleep.
She was fast asleep. Her energies were slowly returning to her. Then she noticed a powerful presence enter her mind. It felt bright and radiant. It felt pure and just. Most of all, It make the chicken want to puke. How dare an entity of good enter her mind.
She awoke standing in a white castle. There was a huge white pony standing on the throne. She had two great powerful wings. Her mane sparkle in the early sun. A top her head was a great horn that radiated pure energy. She was Princess Celestia ruler of the sun. She didn't look happy either. Celestia then spoke up.
"I can tell your of great evil. You have slaughtered thousands mercilessly. Chasing them so you could finally blast them to nothingness. You think you do this for your kin. Something though has twisted your mind. Something that haunts you to this day. You have even forgotten up your name."
Her name. She had not forgotten it. No, She had it locked away in her mind. It was a memory that had caused her much pain. She hated to admit it but she did have loved ones. Then she heard a gleeful cackle. With tears in her eyes she finally remembers an old friend.
"Daisy! Get yer feathered rump back 'ere."
"Gotta catch me Granny!"
Chasing the young hen was an elderly woman. She was a pudgy, wrinkled, and short old coot. Her grayish-white hair tied into a bun. The black dress she wore had many mismatched patches. They were mostly around the bottom of the dress along with a few tatters. She wore a pointy black hat with a wide brim. In it was a hatpin with a chicken design on the top. She had many warts on her face showing how much power she possessed. She was a Witch.
The hen was smaller than a full grown chicken. She had just gotten her flight feathers in. She was eager to use them. As seen by the pieces of pickled herring in her feathers from an earlier miscalculation. By miscalculation I mean she accidentally flew through the cellar window and into Granny's favorite pickling barrel. Granny was none to pleased.
Eventually the chicken tired. She plopped down on her back trying to rest for a moment. She then blacked out.
Shaking her head from that thought she turned to Celestia who was glaring at her.
"You were raised well. It still doesn't explain why you turned into such a evil being."
"My name was Daisy. I was a prized hen of the witch known as Granny Gila. She treated us with the utmost respect. Until..."
She started to do something she hasn't done in many years. She started to cry.
Celestia was sure of what to think. She enter this god's mind to try and banish her. Now it is in the throne room crying.
She then thought of something. The Diamond Dogs were giving her kingdom trouble. Her guard were having trouble finding them. Even then when they were blocked in they still caused quite a bit of casualties. There were enslaving Ponykind, just like Daisy thought Ponies were doing to her kind. "Wait, I think I have an idea on how to help free both of our kinds."
Daisy looked up at Celestia. Daisy then thought for a moment on what she just said. "Wait did you just say your kind are facing the horror of being enslaved?"
"Yes, they are a race known as Diamong Dogs. They are taking ponies by force to work in their mines. They work them until they die. Then they just work the other ones just as hard."
"That is...Horrible! Not even chickens were given that sort of treatment. At least on my world they let the chickens die a nice quick death."
Daisy quickly covered her beak with a wing. "Oops."
"Your world? Please, do tell."
She then explained about the horrors of her world. Dragons waiting to gobble adventurers whole. The dominant race killing each other just because they had better stuff. Not to mention the slaughter of thousands of creatures just to gain some form of skill.
"Well and I sort came here by accident. Trying to send some idiot to the abyss. I got a kick in the rump and down through a portal I go."
"Wow... Where was I?" She looked around and saw the chicken tapping her talon impatiently.
"Oh right. You see there quite a bit of chickens here in Equestria. For each pony you rescue, I will hand over one chicken to your cause."
"And for each killed diamond dog?"
"For each cleared den, I will grant you 100 chickens to your cause."
"Well, looks like we have a deal." Daisy offered her talon in a talon shake. Celestia took it.
And so an alliance was made.
