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Don't Ever Change (Anon X Chrysalis) Intro

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  1. >A decrepit, insect-like hoof runs through your cold breastplate.
  2. >Then, a soft feminine hand.
  3. >”You know, I made a filly laugh today.” She whispers.
  4. >She enjoyed your company, and came to visit you every day.
  5. >You lay there silently, listening.
  6. >”It felt great; the ponies are really warming up to me.”
  7. >She sighs, and looks to you.
  8. >The tree behind the two of you shadows and protects the two from the sunlight.
  9. >”I wish you could see it.”
  10. >She sighs again, and reminisces.
  11.  
  12. >You feel the cold ground and mud welcome you.
  13. >The rain isn’t very helpful either.
  14. >You turn and face the stallion.
  15. >”Please, my mother is-“
  16. >”No money, no medicine!” He shouts at you, and slams the door.
  17. >You slowly get to your feet,
  18. >Tears fill your eyes.
  19. >You clutch onto your cloak tight, but it is already soaked.
  20. >You begin a slow walk home.
  21. >Then you cough.
  22. >And again.
  23. >And again.
  24. >You cover your mouth in the flurry of coughs, as the ponies avoid you.
  25. >You feel something on your hand, and you examine it.
  26. >The green goo.
  27. >No, this is too soon.
  28. >Doctor said you had at least a week.
  29. >At least that’s what mom said.
  30. >You quicken your tiny pace, walking through the cold alleys of Canterlot.
  31. >Then you hear it.
  32. >”Look at this thing, what do you think it is?”
  33. >”No idea, but this is hideous!”
  34. >”Look at that leg! The holes!”
  35. >The two voices laugh.
  36. >”Leave me alone!” A small voice whines.
  37. >From the sounds of it, it is a girl.
  38. >A young girl, just like you.
  39. >Except she’s a girl.
  40. >Out of curiosity, you follow the voices.
  41. >”Come on now, you freak, we just want to break your wings.”
  42. >”Do you think it even bends?”
  43. >You poke your head through the corner.
  44. >There were two big stallions, cornering a small filly.
  45. >No wait, that’s not a filly.
  46. >It had jet black ‘skin’ which reminded you of beetles.
  47. >It had seaweed-like mane, with a sickly teal color.
  48. >It had a horn, which was bent and crooked out of proportions.
  49. >The filly also had insect-like wings, which was green as well.
  50. >A ring of sea green carapace ran through its abdomen.
  51. >What was that?
  52. >The stallions were closing on her fast.
  53. >Her deep green eyes glazed, as her tears joined the rain.
  54. >She then sees you.
  55. >Her eyes beg for help.
  56. >Mom always said, help out the weak.
  57.  
  58. >”Hey!” You shout. “Pick on somebody your own size!”
  59. >The two, large, hulking stallions turn to you.
  60. >They laugh.
  61. >”A human child? What are you going to do, whine at us?”
  62. >One of them comes up and pushes you to the ground.
  63. >You cough and the green goo comes out again.
  64. >The stallions go silent.
  65. >”It’s the Green Plague! Run!”
  66. >The two quickly dart away.
  67. >Darn, you wished they didn’t know.
  68. >You go to the filly, and cover her with your own cloak.
  69. >The rain is now chilling you to the bone.
  70. >”Hey, you alright?” You ask.
  71. >She looks to you with admiration, then disgust.
  72. >”Are you going to call me a freak too?”
  73. >”I thought you were going to call me that.” You smile.
  74. >”Yeah, you’re a disgusting human.”
  75. >You frown.
  76. >”That’s not very nice.”
  77. >”Yeah, well I don’t need nice.”
  78. >She shrugs off your cloak and makes her way.
  79. >Then she falls to the ground, shivering.
  80. >You rush to her immediately, and hold her up.
  81. >”Leave… Me… Alone…”
  82. >”No, you need help; we need to help the weak, my mom always said!”
  83. >She grits her teeth.
  84. >”I’m not weak!”
  85. >Then she falls to the ground again.
  86. >”So hungry…” She mutters.
  87. >You hold her up.
  88. >Fillies were pretty light.
  89. >”Come on, my home isn’t far away, I’ll get you help!”
  90. >She doesn’t respond.
  91. >You wrap your cloak over her, and start running.
  92. >She needed help.
  93.  
  94. >A weak, brittle woman, moves several flasks of unknown chemicals.
  95. >She lays it down next to a pony, who is having a coughing fit.
  96. >”Here, this will help.” She passes him a flask.
  97. >The pony immediately takes it, and gulps the mixture down.
  98. >”T-thank you.” He whispers, before setting into his bed.
  99. >She smiles weakly, and turns to a horde of other sickly ponies.
  100. >She starts keeping them in track mentally, counting each to the flasks.
  101. >Damn, she’s short by five again.
  102. >She gently passes the mixtures to the one with the worse cough.
  103. >Anon better have the shipments again.
  104. >She then coughs once.
  105. >And then again and again.
  106. >Shit, not now.
  107. >You push your way through the door, holding the filly.
  108. >”Mom!” You shout.
  109. >She turns to you with her tired glance.
  110. >She smiles, and slowly eyes your package.
  111. >”You got the medicines, Anon?”
  112. >You shake your wet head.
  113. >”Then what is that?” She hopefully points to the package.
  114. >”It’s er- a filly.”
  115. >”Another one, Anon? Bring her here.”
  116. >You shuffle over and place the wrappings on the table.
  117. >You gently open it, revealing the filly to mom.
  118. >Mom freaks out and gasps.
  119. >”Oh my, I never thought- what is this?”
  120. >”It’s a-“
  121. >The filly groans.
  122. >”Mom, do you have anything to eat?” You turn to your mother, still frozen.
  123. >”She’s hungry.”
  124. >Your mother slowly nods and heads into the kitchen.
  125. >You look around the cramped house.
  126. >At least a dozen and a half ponies were in here.
  127.  
  128. >”Are you alright, Mr. Jenkins?” You turn to the elderly donkey.
  129. >He gives you a weak smile.
  130. >”Yes, thanks to you and your blessed mother.”
  131. >You nod and turn to the filly again.
  132. >”So, do you like eggs or bread?”
  133. >She groans.
  134. >”No, not that…”
  135. >”I need feelings, emotions.”
  136. >You pause.
  137. >What?
  138. >”What?”
  139. >”Show me- love.”
  140. >You freeze.
  141. >What the heck should you do?
  142. >You shutter and glance around nervously.
  143. >What should you do?
  144. >It was like that entry exam all over again.
  145. >You dropped out later, anyway.
  146. >”Come… on…”
  147. >She’s getting weaker, you just know it.
  148. >You lift your hand and move away the wet strands of her mane.
  149. >You quickly lean in and give her a peck on the cheek.
  150. >You can feel your cheeks burning up.
  151. >She’s blushing as well.
  152. >You didn’t know bugs could blush.
  153. >The light in her eyes return, and she turns to you.
  154. >”Better.” She says, and her horn glows.
  155. >She squints her eyes, and gets to her hooves.
  156. >She sets herself down on the table again.
  157. >Mom comes out with a small loaf of bread.
  158. >”It’s not much, but I hope it’s enough.” She hands the bread to the filly.
  159. >”No mom, she’s fine now, she eats-“
  160. >You are stopped by the cold stare from the filly.
  161. >”Hm, Anon?”
  162. >You turn to the filly again.
  163. >She shakes her head.
  164. >”Nothing.”
  165. >The filly takes the bread and chews on it, nibbling her way through.
  166. >Mom goes over to take care of the other ponies.
  167. >She took in all that she could.
  168. >The plague really hit the poor section of the town really hard.
  169. >Before you knew it, ponies were dying in the streets.
  170. >Many sections got quarantined.
  171. >They had the cure for it, but it was too expensive.
  172. >Only the rich could afford it, while the disease spread like wildfire.
  173. >The filly comes up to you and nudges you in the arm.
  174. >You turn to face the filly, shyly looking down, rubbing one of her forelegs.
  175. >”Hey… I just wanted to say-“
  176. >She makes eye contact for a second, and then looks down again.
  177. >”Thanks.”
  178. >”No problem!” You respond, holding up your hand.
  179. >”I’m Anon, you?”
  180. >She slowly reaches your hand, and inserts it between your fingers.
  181. >You can feel the holes on her leg, and the sleek surface of her skin.
  182. >She then slowly lifts it, and then gently lets it fall a little.
  183. >You grab tight and shake the hoof.
  184. >She is still looking away, and you just smile at her.
  185. >”I’m…”
  186. >You raise a brow, and stare silently.
  187. >”Chrysalis.”
  188. >”Chrysalis?”
  189. >”Yeah.”
  190. >”Well, it’s good to meet you, Chrysalis, May I call you Chrys?”
  191. >”No pony ever said they were glad to meet me…”
  192. >”Well.” You give a playful smile.
  193. >You lean closer.
  194. >”Just like what my mom always says; I’m not a pony.”
  195. >You shoot another smile, and put your hands to your hips.
  196. >”Good to see you have a soft side, Chrysalis.”
  197. >She perks up, and punches you in the arm.
  198. >The insect leg hits like a brick.
  199. >You recoil, and rub your arm.
  200. >She smiles in victory, and goes over to her corner.
  201. >You look over to your new friend.
  202. >Yeah, friend sounds nice.
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