- >Two weeks have passed since our hero became a full corrupted creature
- >As such, he was put together with other corrupted ponies
- >There, a changeling handpicked by Chrysalis herself taught the new hive dwellers basic skills every changeling should know
- >From, obviously, the art of changing effectively over sucking the love out of victims to the dark and sick acts of corruption
- >Due to corruption, our hero also gained a very strong connection to Chrysalis, the Swarm Mother, a feat all corrupted creatures share
- >However, a thought has remain, a memory
- >Memory of his love, the only thing that kept him sane during his imprisonment
- >Although loyal to the hive, he wanted to find her
- >Hoping she will accept him, love him for what he really is
- >Using her in process
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- >Day 8 as a new being
- >Finished the lectures of the hive
- >I got used to my new body, like it immensely
- >Sure, I won't win Mister Equestria for the most beautiful colt or have a family anytime soon
- >But the benefits and new abilities make it worth it
- >Mother said my brothers and I will go on our first raid tommorow
- >We have to acquire as much love, hosts and new breeders as we can
- >Nothing too hard, that village is small anyway
- >Nothing threatening there
- >Nothing that can stop me
- >Nothing that can stop the will of the hive
- >I feel tired now, better take a nap
- >I have a busy day coming
- >Day 9, the big day
- >I woke up early, along with the others
- >I'm so excited
- >I will serve my mother
- >Give her power
- >Give her ability to make us more brothers
- >I cannot wait
- >Us 30, raiding a village of barely 60
- >At least, that's what our spies told us
- >We are right now stationed in one hall, waiting for final instructions and blessing
- >Ah, there is mother and brother teacher
- >Standing still, she is talking now
- My children, it is time for you to cause your first havoc. Your very own purging flight, showing the purity of the hive!
- Go! Make me proud!
- >Mother you don't have to tell that twice
- >We eagerly ran toward the the exit, flying out in the blue
- >Oh my, I havent' seen the light of the day for so long
- >And what a blissful feeling it is to fly
- >feeling the soothing air of the late spring day
- >Everything in green
- >I feel pure
- >I feel amazing
- >I'm loving every moment
- >after what seemed too short of a time, we have reached our destination
- >Ah, it's one of those, small mountainous villages that barely anyone cares about
- >Such an easy prey
- >But how to perform the task
- >Tactically disguise as some locals and then take them on
- >or to go in and massacre as much as we can
- >That second idea was our choice
- >We felt sadistic lust, one that cannot be explained
- >We wanted to feel the sweet, sweet pony lifeforce on our teeth
- >We wanted to hear the screams of mares we will take with us
- >Cries of help
- >Horrifying realisations that help will not come
- >Maybe I would feel remorse before for even thinking of such things
- >but now
- >it feels so natural
- >the will to kill
- >In a quick dive maneuver we landed in the village center
- >letting out few snarls we gave a simple message
- >Run you fools, for you shall feel no mercy
- >Oh my, the horror in their eyes
- >Hahaha, run, run you little peons
- >You are weak
- >Unworthy
- >I ran towards one young mare, followed by animalistic urge to maim and feed
- >She looked strong enough to sustain me with energy
- >I jumped, catching her like a lion
- >Her screams satisfy me
- >YES! Scream more!
- >I grip her strongly, holding her on the ground
- >And then I bite her neck
- >My mandibles ripped her skin, my fangs pierced through her flesh
- >I reached her neck artery, breaking it
- >Blood started to flow in strong burst
- >So warm
- >I bit her once more, ripping her flesh off her body
- >I could see how her body quickly turned paler due to blood loss
- >She stopped twitching soon after my third bite
- >Her flesh was tasty
- >In compulsion that made me unable to think, my body covered in warm life juice
- >I felt bliss
- >Our absolutelly needless massacre continued for next half an hour
- >It's like we completely forgot why were we here anyway
- >However, as soon as we finished with feasting, we decided to actually do what we should do
- >Most ponies that didn't fell in our grasp ran to their basements and attics
- >hoping they will escape from us
- >How naive
- >We split and started to search the buildings
- >After some searching, most of my brothers found some healthy and strong looking ponies, male and female alike
- >One house left, I'll search that one myself
- >The house was empty
- >Room after room, filled with old furniture and mementos
- >Suddenly, I saw a small picture on the wall that intrigued me
- >That was her
- >This is her grandmother's house
- >Memories started to slowly unfold in my cloudy mind
- >However, I shruged them off, Ihave some work to do
- >On the ceiling, I saw the trapdoor to the attic
- >Last room, whoever is hiding, they are hidng there
- >The trap door budged a bit since it was locked
- >Bah, no worries
- >I was taught the lock breaker spell especially for situations like these
- >One quick zap later, the lock on the other side popped off
- >I could hear the faint gasp on the other side
- >Oh, so, little rats are hiding in the attic, how cute
- >I open the trapdoor
- >I entered the attic, smiling maniacaly
- >Get out, get out, weherever you are
- >And there it was, oh, just a single pony
- >A mare? Great, another egg host!
- >She turned around
- >I was shocked
- >It's her
- >I stopped moving
- >I looked her all over, to make sure it's really her
- >It is!
- >She asked me in fear
- What are you going to do to me?
- >I couldn't answer, corrupted ponies cannot talk
- >I sat down, looking at her blankly
- >Thinking what to do
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