The Strange and Secret Life of Lumen Sky

Chapter 9- The Past Hurts

                                                                                               -Night-

      I had no idea that the results would come out like that. I really didn't know how to take this, at all. After Twilight left I just had no idea what to do, I had no idea what to say or where to go. I sat down at my desk and put my head in my hooves. Then it clicked. I ran over to a bookcase and ran through the shelves looking for a book. I saw the book and snatched it off the shelf. I put it on my desk and flipped through until I found a map of Equestria. I scanned for a place, if any, that was associated with the changelings. I skimmed from cover to cover and then went to look for an encyclopedia. I flipped to the page with the header of Cha and looked for something on changelings. Halfway down the second page I found what I was looking for. The page said, "Changelings are a strange race who obtain special magic that they use to shape shift into the forms of other animals and ponies to steal love, their most powerful form of nutrients. They do not live close to pony civilizations due to the location of their hive; in the Badlands, that are surrounded by a large mountain ring and the temperatures there exceed 100 degrees Ferienhoof. They are also home to some of the most poisonous species of scorpion known to pony-kind. It is not advised you travel to this area due to the likeliness of death and the extreme hostility of the changelings." After that I spent the next four hours preparing for anything I might encounter when I got there. I gathered a brief case of different pieces of information to aid in my attempt to get answers. I ended up going to bed around ten-thirty and ended up in a dark void of nothingness.

      When my alarm went off the next morning I just wanted to lay in bed, but somehow I lolled out to eat breakfast. After two hours of stalling I finally got my things together. I walked outside and took a deep breath and prepared to teleport farther than I have ever tried. I close my eyes and I was whisked away and felt extreme tension all over my body. When I landed I stumbled forwards. I was standing on a small ridge over looking a very large desert like area with mountains in the distance all around me. I turned in a full circle until I became aware of the large black object several leagues away from me. I noted the blazing sun and teleported again. When I landed I almost fell and received a nasty head rush. I looked up and saw the large black structure still a while away but I was not going to try to teleport there again so I started walking. 

      By the time I could tell that it was the Changeling Hive, the back of my neck was very sweaty and I was wiping the sweat off my forehead. After walking the next quarter mile to the large and very spindly mash of fibers I made my way to the front entrance where two guards were standing watch on either side of a very large door.

      He shouted something at me in a different language that sounded like really wispy shouting and then they lunged at me. Within seconds I was on the hot sandy ground while the two changelings stood over me, pinning me down.

"Explain your business!" At least he knew I didn't speak their language.

"I am here to talk to Queen Chrysalis." There was a slight lapse in pressure on my upper back but then it came back stronger.

"Tell me how you found this entrance!" 

"I don't know! All I knew was where the general area of The Hive was. The entrance is not very secluded is it." There was a great increase of pressure as my face was beginning to burn along with the rest of my body directly touching the ground. There were hoof steps away and then they came back. I was forcefully pulled off the ground and forced into a sitting position as something was forced over my head that plunged me into darkness. Something warm was spreading over my hooves and hardening very quickly. I tried to stand but fell onto my back as I tried to seperate my limbs but failed to break the now very hard but slightly elastic material. The guards picked me up and took my saddlebag hissing at each other in their strange language. After a few moments of sitting there trying not to scream as my hindquarters burned there were more noises. I was pulled up and put on something solid and after I had my bearings straightened out I figured that we were  traveling away from the large black structure. After the seemingly endless time I spent standing there smashed between two changelings the thing I was standing on stopped after I heard a very large open and close. The black sack was ripped off my head and one of the guards leaned toward my head and let gree goo leak out of their mouth and all over my horn before solidifying. That was when I came to my senses. I looked around at the small area I was in and then looked forward to see the path slope sharply down. My restraints were taken off and the guards stood on either side of me.