“W-Who is th-that?” stammered a pony as the bizarre creature strode by, green swirls of magic trailing after her.
 
“It’s a changeling…” some pony whispered, eyes wide in horror.
 
The changeling stopped, her ears flicked and she turned with an expression of pure insanity, “Why yes, I am a changeling. How kind of you to notice.”
 
The ponies in the town square stood staring in horror at the creature, mothers hid their children. One brave pony decided to speak up, “What do you want?” he asked.
 
The changeling’s long tongue rolled out of her mouth as she showed off a mouthful of razor sharp teeth, her curved and hole filled horn began to glow as well as her yellow eyes. “Why, I want to set her free you know. My mother that is. I’m sure you know her, Queen Chrysalis.”
 
Horror turned into sheer terror as that name was uttered, “You…You cant!” shouted the brave stallion who had spoken up.
 
The changeling began to laugh, louder and louder until she snapped her mouth shut and spun around, her eyes narrowed at the pony that dared to speak to her, “Oh I assure you…I can.”
 
Loud buzzing filled the air, ponies screamed in horror and began to run as a swarm of changelings turned the blue sky pitch black.
 
The changling turned and began to walk away from the chaos and destruction, “I’m coming mother…” she grinned insanely.
 
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