Thirty Minute Pony Stories

The glowing pit from below burned brighter than the  moon could ever on a cloudless night, the smell of flesh and tainted timber grabbing hold of what was once the sweet sent of the evening breeze. The beautiful sight of fiery autumn colors dancing against the silhouette of burning shadows was especially delightful. Setting the place ablaze had been too easy. 

Chrysalis had sent her army away into the farming fields, far from her perch on the mountain. She was meant to do this alone and no other pony, of kin or otherwise, would steal this last pleasure from her. 

The Sovereign Mother would not ignore this message.

“Come to me” She called out, her voice soft yet sharp. “Your friends are waiting.”

From behind a whisper rose to answer. “Let me see them.”

With a smile, Chrysalis gladly did so. She let the jewelry fall from between her hooves like sand in a hourglass, careless about where they fell to the unclean ground.  

The necklaces, once the symbols of hope and unity for the many houses of Canterlot, were twisted and deformed like the abominations whose neck they graced. The house of Generosity was still drenched in the tainted ash stained blood of it’s mistress. 

“How dare you” The Sovereign Mother hissed, nuzzling the sweet tokens before Curling her lips back into a hideous sneer. “Killing such innocent creatures out of  a selfish need for revenge!”

Crysalis broke out into laughter. “Innocent! I have seen your beasts devour entire families without pause. Your kind are nothing but wolves in sheep’s clothing, preying on the weak till there souls our bound to the same hellish fate. Death is the last mercy I can bestow on those children.”

Taking a tentative step over the necklaces, the vampire was less then amused by the sight of the howling changeling, former captain of the guards. “You have always been quaintly naive to the truth before your very eyes. Morality and judgment are tied into one thing, and when one is wrong so is the brother. You believe me the monster of these acts, but this is murder,  hunting down creatures who only act by there designs. You have strayed from your nature, and thus has doomed thyself to nothing more a monster . I can stand before the gates and know I am clean of blood. Can you say the same you little pathetic  —-“

The blade went without effort between the ribs, intertwining with a truly blackened heart. Nor blood poured forth, the veins of the dark matron having run dried a decade passed. Time allowed them both the courtesy to drag the moment out. 

“W-why? The tears streamed coldly down as the vampire slumped against the form of her attacker. “Y-our p-promise…”

“You killed your family! Everyone of  them dead without remorse! Your tears are not for your sins but for fear of death! You left me alone….all alone…..the entire castle……” 

“L-lies. He left you alone, his eyes only for that w-wench he m-married. The one who made his heart s-sing . Deceit is not j-just my sin a-lone….”

Chrysalis snapped forward, driving the blade deeper. 

“Isn’t it funny, how you managed to fool everyone? Who could of thought that the little bookworm, second heir to the Royal House was a murderous demon.” Chrysalis leaned in close ,savoring each word spoken. “You even fooled your big brother. Did you know his last words were addressed to you? “ 

“T-ell me!” Grabbing hold of Chrysalis’s garment the vampire tried to pull herself up, her eyes pleading to know. 

“Are you sure”

Holding on, the sobbing creature begged. “Yes!” 

“I’m sorry…. Twiley” The sword was effortless as it split the former Lady of the Twilight in haft. In death her royal name would mean nothing, now just another body among the masses. Pushing it off her, Chrysalis watched as the top of the twitching corpse fell over. In her last moments the eyes of Twilight caught sight of the necklaces, her hooves grasping for them to no avail as life left her for the second time . 

She had loved her friends so dearly. They both had. 

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Comments by Kyronea:

This was an interesting alternate scenario…Twilight as some kind of leader with Chrysalis as her general. Countess von Sparkle, perhaps? In any event it seems that Chrysalis took major issue with Twilight and one or the other killed everypony, and now Chrysalis has killed Twilight as well. Rather sad, the entire tone of this story. Maybe things will turn around now that Twilight can no longer prey upon the living?