King Nymphalos looked at his allies, most of them bloodied at the very least from their massive duel with Solaris. Even He did not expect that one pony could be so much of a threat. Yet they came out on top. He looked at the now dormant form of the mighty alicorn as he was imprisoned in one of his cocoons.

Nymphalos felt himself getting stronger with each second as it continually leeched essence from Solaris and delivered it to him.

His concentration was broken as Eris flew to his side, "Never thought the big man would put up such a great fight!" She laughed a bit and gave Nymphalos a hearty slap on the back.

With a growl, the changeling King answered her, his mouth never opening, "Yes. Solaris was a foe worthy of my mightiest attacks. No other would befit an enemy such as he."

Eris nodded ,but a realization hit her, "But now what! We lost the ability to transportalize with him!"

Nightterror Nebula rose and advanced to Eris. She gulped and cowered under his presence, as he was even more frightful looking than before. His space black eyes were now burning with red energy, and most of his body had multiple glowing white scars, courtesy of his brother. "I can transportalize us all, though to do this for an army will take some time, so I will have to do it slowly. We are looking at... at least a month or two before I can truly do anything."

Nymphalos wasn't satisfied with that answer. Giving a small shriek, several changelings flew into the room. A grand total of ten, of mixed gender as well, not just male.

"You will follow me through the abyss to take the brunt of the war to our sister realm. We shall meet up with the changeling leader there, and thus shall start our assault." Before even Nightterror Nebula could object to this plan, the changeling king lunged forward, making a swirling green vortex that pulled in the other 10 changelings into it with him.

He looked throughout the multiple passageways of the Wormhole he had just conjured, taking note of how each one spread. He had taken another thing however, the essence of Solaris. He sniffed the air with the multiple organs held all across his body to detect strong essences and scents. After mere moments he found a tunnel that had the smell of an alicorn much like Solaris. He rushed into it, diving through a massive shiny portal that lay waiting for him at the end of it.

In an instant he was met with a searing light. He dropped straight down shrieking in pain. The green aura burning around as he fell. When he smashed into the ground a 30 foot area around him lit aflame with the flames and then extinguished, leaving a black space for the others to land. The other ten dropped down as well, similarly flicking their heads side to side to get rid of the burning in their eyes. After a few moments it passed.

They had landed in the middle of a lush green field, surrounded by what appeared to be mountains with a city in the distance, and a town very close to them. Nymphalos did indeed want a snack from that spell he had just cast as it had drained a lot of his energy, but his senses picked up something else. The smell of a very powerful changeling, somewhere within fifty miles of his current position.

With a snarl, his jaws actually opened, membrane stretching along the side as his cheek ripped itself apart, leaving gaping holes in the side of his head. He licked across the several hundred needle sharp inch long teeth that he hid most of the time. The thick green saliva spread across them very rapidly. The sweet scent of a female changeling was wafting to his nostrils, something he only felt with his massive harem at home, serving to breed his armies.

He hissed out to his squad, "Advance! Find the reagent!" They all took off at a single move of their wings, speeding over the landscape and to the badlands... where Queen Chrysalis lay unaware of her visitor that was to be arriving very soon.

She had suffered defeat at the hands of mere ponies not to long ago, getting defeated by the very thing that she and her brood fed on. Nothing was more disgraceful, and she had been plotting revenge in the months that had followed. Each time, the plan would end in failure inside her head. The best one she had been contemplating recently was an impersonator of some of the ponies that had beaten her, to march in the middle of them all and start causing as much havoc as they could.

Then the smell hit her like a ton of bricks. A deep overpowering scent, one that flooded her senses and sent her mind reeling. The musk of a changeling, only a few thousand times more potent. The only thing she thought it could be was another changeling leader.

She stood up, "We may have a guest arriving... welcome them in my dear subjects..."

Several changelings hissed and chuckled, flying forward to the front of the massive cave and then outward, all the while more and more woke up and followed them. By the time they reached the outskirts of the massive black complex that made up Chrysalis's Castle, there were at least 100 of the creatures.

Nymphalos smiled as he saw something, a drastic change in the landscape, as the bleak orange sands of the Badlands turned into a glossy black landscape made out of tall spires, and small burrows. The lair of changelings.

He smiled at this new area, a welcome respite as the clod membrane that covered the land enveloped his feet for a moment and then released him, doing the same for his squad of guards. The hundreds of changelings rushed at them, and with a snarl of his great voice, they halted.

The changeling army started whimpering and splitting apart as the massive changeling king walked through the crowd, his dangerous teeth still showing, and his saliva still flowing. He had one thing on his mind, finding the leader, and no other little creatures would get in the way.

Looking at the gaping entrance to the cave complex He closed his mouth, leaving some of the saliva on his face however, just to show the woman in charge, exactly what he wanted.

Chrysalis looked around. The feeling of her guards had faded dramatically as the smell got ever closer. She couldn't help but picturing what this changeling looked like, tall, powerful, commanding. She snapped her head back a bit as she came to reality She felt something warm, sticky, and wet dripping down her mouth. Using one of her hoofs she wiped it away, and found herself drooling. Actually drooling over another creature. She shook her head and rid herself of those thoughts, preparing herself for her meeting with "him".

Nymphalos looked around the cave, noting the decide lack of changelings as a sign of respect to him. He advanced forward, the large green membrane barring his entrance from what he knew was the royal quarters. He slavered a a bit more, his teeth showing as he dug them into the tough substance and ripped, pulling out a great chunk of it as he advanced forward.

Chrysalis looked at the Changeling Lord, and almost immediately swooned. She had imagined the best she could think of, but now that he was here, she saw how wrong she was. He stood even taller than her, his body well toned, with his ribs semi pushing against his skin, with the green carapace sitting against the center of his chest, more like armor than her dress like appearance. His wings were the full of holes kind of a normal changeling with a large black pair of wing casings to cover them. His face was thin, mouth-less, and overall handsome, with his half open eyes glowed green with their slits for pupils that were staring right into hers. He had an odd grace about him even as he walked over to her. He was both handsome...and intimidating at the same time...

She barely noticed that when he brushed by her his tongue ran along the edges of her mouth, taking up some of the saliva she had unknowingly started to leak once more. With a gulp he swallowed it and savored the honey like taste of the pheromone laden saliva. With a shudder he looked at her and with a glistening set of eyes,

"Changeling queen, mistress so bold, who are you to take over my place in this realm?"

She gulped, this thing was intimidating, this king of Changelings, "I-" She stopped, shook her head and regained her composure, "I am Queen Chrysalis, and who are you to be so bold as to challenge my authority?"

Nymphalos already loved this woman, and he had known her for mere moments. She had the power to resist his charm, and enough will to strike back at his quips. "I am King Nymphalos, and you shall kneel before me like all other changelings have wench..." He puffed up his body, peeled back his lips in a gruesome smile, and started to circle her, like a predator around his prey.

Chysalis gulped down her fear, This changeling had teeth that made most dragon fangs look dull, and he had an entire mouth full, row after row of the things. "I am no mere wench that you can just push over!" She screamed, a smile creeping on her face as she tackled the new arrival.

Nymphalos let out a roar as he was pinned , quickly turning his greater weight over and pinning down Chrysalis. He held her limbs down to the ground and put his horn against hers, charging up a large magic pulse. She gasped and started to charge up her own pulse, but since she was helpless, and pinned, she was no match. The magic exploded downwards, stunning her for a large time.

When she finally managed to get out of the daze, she was still seeing triple, and looking directly into Nymphalos' now gentle face. With a hoof he raised her head to his and kissed her. Chrysalis was shocked by this, and the fact that she could feel his long tongue sliding into her throat. In a few moments of her relishing the feel and the taste of Nymphalos' saliva running down her throat. He pulled away and looked at her, his tongue slowly sliding into his mouth.

Chrysalis looked at him, "I...think I'm in love..."

With a small chuckled the Changeling King lifted up his better half, "Then express your love. You want revenge on all those ponies? Then help me build and army worthy enough to take over all of this realm!"

Chrysalis shook her head and smiled, "Yes, my King. We shall make an army powerful enough to take over all of Equestria!"

Nymphalos looked at his new consort-No...she meant much more. She was his Queen, the only one worthy enough of that title. "My Queen, we shall have to have this army ready in two months..."

"In two months, we can make an army...and more." She spoke. She lowered her eyelids down and looked at him, a lusty grin creeping onto her face.

Nyphalos returned the look and smiled, "An army and an heir..."

He had found his absolutely perfect match.