Post #28294
January 22, 2015, 07:52:18 PM
*she stops eating realizing that she kind of left the group on a cliff hanger*
Yeah I just realized i may have cut off at a in opportune point in time...
*the changeling cleans herself up before reseting the mood to the room, however she realizes the dust is getting a bit hard to tell what is going on rather instead she waves her hand on a nearby mirror that swirls with a green mist before displaying images of her people in clearer detail.*
Ok so back to the story and the Ponies believed they wiped out the changeling race, Not only that they seemingly had proof as not only was the entirety of the changeling hive buried under the radioactive sands and blasted into oblivion leaving scorched lands where the sands melted into glass and bringing geothermal activity leaving the land a barren hellscape...
*the changeling displays the scorched wasteland that remained from the ponies magic bomb*
But they had also slaughtered every male of the species after they all were disconnected from the hive so the species was in there eyes seemingly destroyed, They even searched the ruins of the wastelands for any sign of changeling presence for years yet nothing was found...
* A changeling Male's(They tended to have a elongated head crest) Skull is placed on the wall of the fort that formed on the grounds outside of the great battlefield*
However they were far from the truth, For as the Magical bombardment commenced on the hive the woman were forced into the mines that were constructed under the hive to supply it with the metal needed to arm the great military it had been....
*the view changes to one of a bunch of changelings fleeing as the blast is visible in the background*
After they all gathered together the total swarm numbered just over 5,000 women who although tough scared for there lives, They were all that was left of a dying race left to rot under the earth in isolation...
*the huddled masses become visible as a large alcove is half full of the changelings that survived the attack*
However a Great leader sprung from among them named Wither-mist, She was once a apothecary and apprentice magister to one of those who left the changelings the way they were, When the Bomb fell she was in the middle of loving her child before in a flash she was knocked into the nearest wall of there dwelling and went unconscious....
*the view switches to one that shows the plot of wither mist*
When she had awoke her left side hurt with a stinging burning pain, but what she would see would hurt her far more...
*the view switches to wither-mist awakening*
For The clouded skies were visible to her, the roof gone as the ashes of all she had strived for fell around her, The blue purple flames blazed with a almost cold chill, And besides the sounds of the flames a dead silence stilled in the room...
*the vivid description shows*
But there in the center of the room was her daughter seemingly frozen in time, crystalized in dark purple blast shadows covered the walls of her daughters figure...
*cut to the sad sight of the changeling in the middle of the room*
The Wither Mist was broken having lost her home,her lover, her daughter, and the country she loved all in one moment...
*the changeling seems hysterical breaking into fits of crying, laughing, and screaming at the feet of her daughters shadow concealing her form*
Anguish was all she felt for a time, Eventually though It changed into A desire to avenge it all...
*the changelings sorrow eventually change to roars of rage*
She went outside after gathering her things and memories to take with her and embarked through the magic hellfire and ruins to a nearby mineshaft and rejoined the regiments of the horde....
*the changeling is visible sun on the horizion as she travels her back turned from the horrors of the past into a decent sized mine*
She arrived a bit late and anarchy was present for no one was there to lead them, She took that role and became the first queen of the changeling horde. The queen stops there for a questions, tea, and pigout sandwich break.
