Untitled [Corruption]

I'd always imagined that Twilight would be the last of the Mane 6 to be transformed into a Changeling. Not because she managed to escape or anything but because Chrysalis intends to draw it out.

Once Canterlot was secured, she would effectively be allowed to wander the halls to see what has happened to her friends. And every night she would find herself back at the foot of Princess Celestia's old throne.

Some days she would hear a thunderous bass line coming from the old ball room. However stealthily she would attempt to be, she would always find herself with the smiling face of a transformed Pinkie. She would invariably find herself dragged into one of her new 'parties' but these ones resembled more of a mosh pit than anything else. The strange music caused the crowd of changelings and corrupted ponies to jump and grind to the beat with Twilight stuck in the middle. As the music played on she found herself moving to the beat as well and soon she would be unable to tell where she began and the crowd ended. And always at the end she would find Pinkie nibbling at her ear, whispering "...join us..."

Other days, she would find herself hungering and instead of finding food on her own, she would hear the steady hoof falls of someone approaching. From the shadows, she would find a corrupted Applejack approaching with a smile and a burgeoning pack. She would try to leave but her hunger spoke for her and she would find herself being fed by her old friend. The apples and the dishes made of them would be unlike any that she had ever sampled before with a strange green texture to them. Deep down, she knew that they were likely the food of changelings but when Applejack pressed the first sweet treat to her lips she found herself unable to resist. And all the while, Applejack was at her side whispering sweet nothings into her ear. A full belly and the warmth curled up at her side would soon lull her to sleep as she swear she could hear Applejack whisper “Join us, Sugarcube...”

Occasionally, the sky lit up with salvos of magical attacks that would briefly light up Twilight's heart with hope of a rescue. That hope would turn to horror as she realized that the attackers were assuming that the entire city was lost and were trying to level it to the ground. The first few times she was able to escape to the underground shelters with the Changelings until the enemy mages were silenced. One day, however, she found herself caught out in the open and could only look up in fear as she saw the battle magics come down. But the roar she heard next was not from the salvo but from a sonic boom and she found herself lifted out of danger. She soon found herself  tucked next to a wall as her rainbow haired savior covered her trembling form with her body. Soon, the thunderous roar died down but she could bring herself to remove herself from the transformed Rainbow Dash's protective cuddle even as she felt a hoof stroke her head. “I'd never let you down, Twilight.”

Unlike the others, it took Twilight a moment to realize that Rarity had been changed. It seemed like every time she had looked away Rarity had changed a little bit. Her coat becoming a little bit more glowing, her eyes catching the light just a little better and her mane being just a little shinier. She didn't have much time to contemplate this as Rarity would invariably gasp about her mane or coat and abscond with her to the baths. The water that had run clear as far back as she could remember now had a slightly green tinge to them and she wasn't sure if it was the new lighting or not. But as she found herself sliding into the hot water she found herself not caring much anymore. She could, for just a moment, forget the invasion, the wedding and the fact that the Rarity fussing with her mane was transformed into a Changeling. As she was dried off and styled by Rarity's expert hooves she could almost feel disturbed at how easy it was to forget. But forget she did, momentarily, as she felt Rarity gently kiss the side of her neck.

One day, she heard a harmonious humming coming from the courtyard and even though she knew what it likely was she found herself compelled to take a look. Glancing out from a balcony, she saw a transformed Fluttershy attempting to teach a group of Changelings to make music by coordinating their buzzing. She wasn't sure why she thought so but for some reason she found the sight to be mind bogglingly adorable. She also wasn't sure how long she had stood there listening as the group came closer and closer to a harmonious whole. When the ensemble quieted down, she saw the changeling Fluttershy waving at her to come down and join her. And... and she wanted to...

She wasn't sure what possessed her to head to her old house. It could have been just one last kick of rebellion against the new status quo. Or it could have been the last memory she had that hadn't been touched by the changelings. And yet she hesitated at the door as if she already knew that it was a fool's hope. She slowly pushed the door open and slipped inside only to hear movement from the dining room. Her heart dropped at the sight she saw within.

Her parents, Shining Armor and Cadence all sitting around the table and all clearly transformed. As they smiled and greeted her, she knew this had been set up to look like it had been in her memories of days long past. But that part of her had already been partly muted as she took a few hesitating steps to join them before she could force herself to stop. She turned away only to find another form stepping into the doorway.

She couldn't hold back a sob when she her Princess standing in the doorway. Her, too? She flung herself against her mentors form and began crying uncontrollably into her carapace. The transformed Celestia cooed soothingly into Twilight's ear as she stroked her head gently. Soon, Twilight felt another hug and then another. She didn't need to look to know who they were... her family.

Twilight, for the first time, headed to the throne room of her own free will with her family and her Princess in tow. Along the way, her old friends joined her one by one. Her friends, always and forever. As the doors to the throne room parted, she saw Queen Chrysalis now sitting upon Celestia's old throne.

She wanted to join her friends.
She wanted to join her family.
She wanted to join her Princess.
She wanted to join her Queen.

“Please...” Twilight whispered as she approached the throne, the others kneeling along side her. The Queen offered her hoof to Twilight and she kissed it. Once. Twice. But the third time, the hoof caught Twilight's chin and brought her face up to the Queens. And then the third kiss came, as Twilight moaned as her Queen aggressively claimed her.

The transformation was now a mere formality. Twilight Sparkle was of the Hive. And one day, she would make a fine Queen.

Fin.