The innocent Evil

Now, let’s catch up with Chrisie, since she shouted, but then again, it’s had been about 4 years, but oh well… Let’s still have a look, eh?  You have no choice in the matter, but oh well, I got your hopes up!

Chrysalis walked carefully along the corridors of the schoolhouse. Every group of excited ponies she passed fell silent with fear, still remembering what she had done, many, many years ago. She could hardly remember it. Chrysalis stepped out into the playground, and instantly spotted Discord, sauntering towards her. A smile was instantly drawn across her short muzzle. Discord drew his lion paw along her fine, fine mane.

“Still, your beautiful mane hasn’t changed a bit…” Discord admired.

Chrysalis blushed slightly, but under her exoskeleton, it was impossible to see. Discord looked to his left, then right, and then put out his eagle talon, and I was a small, chocolate muffin. Chrysalis was always bullied and was forcefully getting her money stolen off her, and therefor left to starve at lunchtimes. Chrysalis put her green magic around it, and took it gratefully from his talon.

“Thank you so much Discord I-” Chrysalis was crying this out, but was stopped by one of the bigger bullies.

“I do believe that is our muffin, in case you want to keep your little magic horn!” he hissed, towering over her.

She was about to give it to him, when she remembered. Unicorn horns are almost unbreakable! She pulled the muffin back and stuck her tongue out. She gobbled it up in a few quick bites, letting the sugar course through her body, giving her tired limbs strength again. The bully growled and stood over her, blowing air, like a bull. Chrysalis fluttered her little insect wings and made herself look taller than him. He instantly shrank back. She landed again once the bully had run away. The loud, noisy bell chimed, showing that lunch was over. The last remaining hours of the school day flew past, and soon Chrysalis was at her home. She looked down at three letters.

“Foals-R-Us toy catalogue, Silver gems jewellery, and Gypsy Express?” the last letter was sent to her, she opened the letter once she put down the others on the table.

“Dear Queen Chrysalis,

I am regretfully sorry about harming your subjects. Please find it in your heart to forgive me, although it was funny blasting them with party-cannons. Again, sorry for harming them.

Yours, most regretfully,

Pinkie Pie.”

O…kay? Chrysalis had not the slightest clue what the pony was talking about. But there were myths that gypsies had their own magic, and are usually earth ponies. The myth went that gypsies could manipulate time with a magical brew. Chrysalis leaned back, thinking about how hard it might have been to make that brew, just to send a letter.

“Hmm… Maybe I could become a gypsy!” Chrysalis thought aloud, “No… it takes years of practice, and the power is blessed from birth. At least how the myth goes…”

Chrysalis trotted upstairs and started doing her homework.

‘2+3= 11x4= 5+9=

8-5= 6x4= 3-2=

5x9=’

Chrysalis sat and stared at the page blankly, not paying much attention to the numbers on it. Her mind was set on that letter. What did that mean, it confused her further by it saying ‘QUEEN Chrysalis’, she was no queen. Well, as far as she knew, she wasn’t a queen, although her parents treated her like one.

“Are you nearly done your homework?” called Chrysalis’s mother, “Once you’re done, I’d like it if you could just go on a little trot around the house looking for cups to clean!”

“Ok, mum!” Chrysalis called back.

Soon she actually did her maths and put it in her saddlebag. No matter what she thought of (via cats, dogs, or animals in general), kept trailing somehow, back to that letter somehow. She went downstairs again, with a few cups within her magical grasp.

“Mum, mum, where are you?” Chrysalis called, but no reply, “Mum, your scaring me!”

Chrysalis turned the corner, and there was a short alleyway next to her little cottage. She walked along there, only to stand in horror, as her father held a bloody knife, and her mother lay dead in the alleyway behind him.

“NO!” cried Chrysalis, “NO, NO, NO, NO, NOO!”

Her mother’s last deed, was toss the crown to her. Her last words were;

“Bring better hope to changelings…” and with that, she fell limp.

Chrysalis grasped the crown and placed it on her head. She felt like a boulder was dropped on it. So much more power hit her. It flowed through her shocked muscles, feeding the anger and hatred. Her horn sparked, as the grudge instantly formed. She blasted a huge beam of light, which killed her father instantly. She ran over to the dead corpse of her mother, and cried. Pools of tears formed below as her broken heart throbbed. She felt the soft paw of a lion on her shoulder as she sobbed. She looked up to see the kind face of Discord. Tears rolled down her face as she hugged Discord tightly.

“What am I going to do now?” Chrysalis cried helplessly.

“You will stay with me…” Discord soothed…