Title:           Would You a Changeling? (KILL)
Author:          HorseFellow
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First Edit:      Thursday 3rd of July 2014 10:20:27 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 3rd of July 2014 10:20:27 AM CDT

>You've been living in Equestria for quite a while now
>Ponies aren't too keen on the idea of a strange, tall (and quite frankly smelly) creature roaming their world
>You've not been pushed away, though given the way these horses deal with villains you'd half expected it
>You just haven't found much comfort in the presence of ponies
>Most of Ponyville was empty today
>Not that they weren't coming out of their houses, it was actually empty
>Everyone who was anyone was out celebrating or watching the royal wedding
>You were indoors, alone
>You didn't care too much for some royal wedding, and even then you would be the only human in a crowd of ponies
>Not exactly your idea of fun
>You heard an almighty crash coming from the top floor
>The room above you, your bedroom!
"What the fuck?", you question as you put down the newspaper you were reading and rush upstairs
>There was a hole in your roof
>Granted, it was a straw roof so it wasn't the strongest in the world but...
>There was a hole in your roof!
>Splinters of wood were scattered across your bedroom
>How were you going to fix this?
>What could have caused this?
>You wondered "if I had insurance" would it cover holes being penetrated in your roof by...
>...A pony?
>On the opposite side of your bedroom, curled up in a ball, was a unicorn pony
>A mare, from the looks of things
>It looked unharmed
>Did she just fall from the sky?
>She wasn't making a noise
>She wasn't crying, wasn't moving much but she was breathing
>Unconscious, maybe?
>You probably would be too if you'd crashed into someone's house
>You might as well do your best to take care of them whilst they're here
>Making sure that your bed was clean from debris, you picked up the pony and placed her in your bed
>A couple of hours passed since the pony crashed into your house
>Occasionally, you would go upstairs to see if her condition had changed
>That, or you'd switch between reading your newspaper and
>If she was unconscious for any longer, it might be worth getting her to the hospital
>Though, with everyone else out of town, you're not sure how you'd manage to get her to the hospital all on your own
>And you're not sure how it'd look if, on the day where the majority of Ponyville were at a wedding, a pony just happens to show up at your house with injuries rendering her unconscious
>You were already on bad terms with the citizens of Ponyville, you didn't want to make it look any worse
>The day that you were branded a pony-beater would be the day that they would have enough of you
>A noise, the sound of hoof steps on the floorboard above
>She was awake
>Slowly, as to not frighten the pony, you made your way upstairs and into your room
>Stood under the hole in the roof, looking out, was not the same pony you previously saw
>Where was the same pony you previously saw?
>Instead, stood a black creature
>About the same size and shape as the pony you saw earlier
>Only unlike a usual pony, this creature had holes that looked as if they had been drilled through it's legs
>And a set of four of thin wings that were tattered and torn
>What was this?
>You slowly made your way further into the room
>The creature turned to face you
>A flash of green, and it was replaced by the pony you had seen before
"What was that?" you asked the pony, a stern tone in your voice
>She gulped
>"What was... What?"
>She was nervous, almost frightened
"I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to know what you are?"
>"What? I'm a pony, what do you expect?" she said, stumbling over her words
>Did she know you'd seen... Her? It?
>Her eyes gave her identity away
>They were unlike that of a normal pony
>There was a green hint behind them, a shimmer around the edges
>This was not a normal pony
>You had to convince her that you didn't mean any harm
>She was clearly afraid, as you walked ever closer to her she backed away into a corner of the room
>The green glow around her eyes intensified with every step you took
>You weren't going to get anywhere like this
>You decide it'd be best to leave her alone for a while and let her come to you on her own terms
"If you need anything, I'll be downstairs" you back away to your bedroom door and close it behind you
>A flash of green, the same tone as previously, shines under the crack in the door
>You think little of it, and make your way back down stairs
>You'd hear the hoofsteps of the pony... Or, the creature upstairs every so often
>They were pacing around a lot
>Yet more signs that this creature was afraid
>You weren't sure what to do with them
>What was that thing you'd seen before?
>In your time here, you hadn't seen much but you'd never seen a pony like that
>Was it even a pony?
>Your thoughts were interrupted by a very loud, obnoxious humming
>...Coming from upstairs
>Not like someone humming a tune
>But a consistent, loud pattern of humming
>It was almost like... A fly?
>You quickly rushed upstairs
>No, you needed answers not this creature to fly away and leave!
>Opening the door, you spotted the same black creature as before
>They were hovering in the air
>An expression of pain and struggle on their face
>They feel to the floor with a thud
>You rushed to their side, but it crawled away from you and hid under your bed
>Lowering yourself to the ground, you tried to catch sight of the creature
"I'm not here to hurt you, I want to help you."
>No response
>Not even the sound of any movement
"Please, you look hurt. Let me help you, I could get you to a hospital-"
>"No!"
>A harsh, but afraid, voice spoke from under your bed
>Another flash of green, and the pony you had seen before made it's way out the other side of your bed
>"I don't need your help"
>The familiar female voice said, still obviously very worried
"You were trying to fly away, yeah?"
>You guessed, from the noise that you'd hear and the sight of the creature struggling
"Your wings looked damaged, maybe we could get someone to help you."
>You knew a pony, one that was really good with magic, they might do something
>Or the princesses, they could help
>"These kinds of wings aren't easily fixed"
>"They're very delicate, and if the injury is sever enough..."
>She pasued for a moment, as if they were trying to hold back tears
>"I might not ever fly again."
>There it was, not fear any more but sorrow
>The realisation isn't usually that bad, saying it out loud to someone is
>Like when you first arrived here
>You had no idea how to get back home, and it didn't hit you hard until you said it out loud
"I'm alone"
"Will I ever see my family again?"
"Will I die here, hated by those around me?"
>It kept you awake for many nights
>"So please, go away."
>You got to your feet once more and left the room
>Well, you made some progress at least
>It was probably best if you didn't disturb her... It? Again
>As terrible as it was, you knew she wasn't going anywhere any time soon without getting past you
>Maybe, even if she did leave through the front door, she'd actually talk to you
>Some time alone was probably best for now
>The day went on, and very little else happened
>Which was usually the case for the days that you spent in Equestria
>As the last light of the sun shone over the horizon, the moon made it's way high into the sky
>You heard noises from the room above you and the springs of your mattress
>Presumably, the creature had gone to sleep
>In your bed, no less
>Looked like you'd be sleeping on the couch tonight then
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>Morning
>And unusually, you weren't woken up by your alarm clock but a thud on the door
>You lifted yourself off your couch and walked over to the door, opening it to see whatever it was that made the noise
>Oh, it wasn't a pony, it was a newspaper
>You were never normally awake early enough to "hear" the newspaper being delivered
>You didn't even know the delivery pony threw it at your door
>Was it just your door? Some biased against the human?
>Maybe you were just being paranoid
>You bent over and picked up the newspaper from the ground, taking out the elastic band that kept it rolled up
>Unrolling the newspaper you immediately read the first headline
>"CHANGELING INVASION INTERRUPT ROYAL WEDDING"
>Well, looked like avoiding the wedding was a good idea after all
>You walked into your house, closing the door behind you
>You continued to read the article as you led down on the couch where you had been sleeping the night before
>"...shortly afterwards, an unknown source cast a spell sending the Changeling menace into the distance..."
>Well, that sorted that issue
>"...the creatures, who can change their form at will, are suspected to have infiltrated Canterlot by taking the guise of the bride to be, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza..."
>Wait, change form at will?
>"...the authorities are reminding citizens to keep all distance from anyone who may be suspected of being a Changeling and report them immediately..."
>Shit.
>Did you have a Changeling in your house?
>...Whatever a Changeling was
>But they were criminals!
>If the authorities are looking for them, then you're harbouring a criminal!
>Holding the paper in your hand, you rushed up to your bedroom
>You were fine with helping an injured creature, but a criminal? You already had a bad enough reputation
>You opened the door to the bedroom and threw the newspaper in the direction of the creature in it's black, gnarled form on your bed
>It awoke, the newspaper covering their face
"You're a Changeling, yes?"
 
[STORY BECAME KILL THERE, DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. MIGHT ADAPT IT INTO PROSE ON FIMFICTION ONE DAY]