Author's Notes:

Sorry about taking so long to get this chapter out. School and other things kinda got in the way.

But, here it is! Enjoy!

*Fuck my tits through a straw.*

*How the hell did she get away? When did that bitch even have a daughter become a queen?*

*Fuck it, she will die tonight.*

Those thoughts flitted through my brain in fractions of a second. To say my reaction was mixed would be an understatement. Same couldn’t be said on the outside though, I actually managed to remain serene.

“Do you know where she is?” I calmly asked. And while I didn’t show it. Nick and Cicada perfectly knew just what I was feeling. And it’s not like I’m unjustified; this daughter could be planning something at this very moment.

“... Yes… I do.” Cicada hesitantly answered. “And before you do anything… rash. She would like to speak to you.”

“Oh? Really? What she like to talk about?”

“I would like to speak on friendly terms, actually.” A new voice demanded. I found my head snapping to wear to voice came from. Apparently this little princess was hiding in the forest. I sent mental messages to my kids standing guard in front of my house to escort Nick inside. They did so efficiently when Chrysalis's daughter began to approach. She was a spitting image of her mother. And to be honest, in the deepest pit of my mind, I hoped just physically.

“Speak then.” I ordered. “You have sixty seconds to convince me not to turn you into a pile of smoldering ashes. Starting now.” I began counting down.

*Sixty.*

“I have known ever since I was A nymph you killed my mother.”

*Forty-nine, forty-eight.*

“At first. I thought you were a monster for doing what you have done. But I have heard... stories from other hives about mother’s… ‘reputation’.”

*Forty-seven, forty-six.*

“From I have heard... my mother was really the monster. And... If I may be honest, if it were not for you, I highly doubt my kind would have survived.”

*Forty-four.*

“And… I would like to apologize for my mother's actions. I... I know there is nothing I could say or do to make you forgive my mother, or me... So... Do with me as you please.” She looked down and winced, as if expecting the worst to come. I stopped counting and considered the options presented to me; I can either reject her apology and kill her right on the spot. Or I could take a risk and accept the apology. Of course, there were many more things that came to mind for me to consider. And a short-spoken agreement between Mimic and myself helped to make my decision. I walked up to Chrysalis's daughter and put a hoof on her withers. She flinched a little, but looked up at me after a few seconds of nothing happening. A glint of hope in her eyes.

“You’ve no need to apologize for your mother. You have proven to me you are nothing like her.” I said. “In fact, I should be the one apologizing for taking your mother away from you. How old are you?”

“Fifteen if I was a pony.” She answered. “And my name is Onyx.” But god fucking damn it she's young...

“Onyx… A unique name. Come, both of you, we have much to talk about.” I said with a nod towards my house. “And welcome to the Azurite Hive.” I said both verbally and mentally. The cue being well received among my kin and Mimic.

… I swear to fucking god, being a changeling changes things within me more than what I’m comfortable with.

No matter… Did it again. Uuuuuugh that’s gonna be annoying for the rest of the day.

Anyway, with everyone ready I lead Amber and Onyx into my humble abode. It was completely empty except for Max and Spark.

“Hey Spark, what's up Max?” I said towards the living room.

“Hello.”

“Nothing much. New queens?” He asked while coming out to the room.

“More like one queen and a princess.” I answered.

“I am a queen, actually.” Onyx corrected.

“Two queens.” I said.

“Alright.” He said, ending the short conversation.

I moved on and lead the queens towards my room. No doubt confusing the both of them. When I turned around their faces confirmed my assumption.

“This… Is your hive?” Onyx asked.

“I am starting to believe the rumors I heard were indeed false.” Amber remarked bitterly. I just smiled and pulled a random book on the only bookshelf in my room with my magic. Revealing the old hallway.

“You've heard that I'm not a real changeling, correct?” I asked. They nodded. “Well, if what you both heard was fake. I wouldn't be able to do this.” I said before l turn back to my human form. I decided to make it a bit dramatic and kneel when I transformed. I stood straight up and ruffled my wings a bit to complete the image. The little show left both queens gaping. Good, they know that wasn't changeling magic.

“I stand corrected, please lead the way.” Cicada said, Onyx quickly agreed with what Cicada said. I smirked and beckoned them to follow me down the hall without looking back. Soon enough I heard two sets of hooves close behind me.

“Eem… Where exactly are we going? I understand this obviously leads to your real hive, but...”

“This seems a little too convoluted to hide an entire hive.” Onyx finished.

“You’d be surprised how much some ponies… dislike what I’ve been doing. Being an unofficial ambassador for changelings and official for humans and all.” I said with a long pause. “So this is the best thing I did to at least lessen the assassination attempts. Don't know how other queens avoid it all together though…”

“Anyway.” I said just as we got to the elevator. “This might jostle you a bit, unless you’ve been on an elevator before?” Cicada nodded, but Onyx shook her head. “Alright, don't be alarmed then.” I push the down button and the doors slide open. With a slight flourish I allow the queens to go first before I walk in with them and push the negative one button. The doors close and the elevator began its slow descent. I noticed Onyx didn’t have any sort of reaction, she probably decided not to show it.

Anyway. The elevator slowly came to a stop and the doors opened. Revealing a thriving, but small community of my children. Facing the other end of this huge room, the left and right walls were covered in numerous hexagonal chambers. Though, there were more than enough rooms for each and every one of my children.

Meh, that'll be fixed soon enough.

“This... is your hive?” Cicada asked, and I nodded. “I mean no offense, but this seems rather small.”

“Eh, we just started building all of this a few years back.” I said. “And my… Essence kinda made the birthing process a little slow.” I admitted. But surprisingly, my kids grow up a little faster than the average human.”

“That makes a lot of sense.” Onyx said.

I lead the queens through the ‘Grand Hall’ as I like to call it now. And any of my kids that were close enough to hear us walk by started looking at me. Most at the new queens, with their emotionless stares. It was supposed to make them feel at least a little uncomfortable. But it only works on a few. It looked it was affecting Onyx though. If the subtle twitch of her left eye I saw when I glanced back was any indication.

“Must your children stare?” Oh yeah, it got to her.

“They're always curious when they see new queens.” I simply answered.

“I understand that,” Cicada said. “But why have an escort in your own home?”

“Practice. Sometimes I take some of my kids out on business trips.”

“For protection?”

“More like social image.”

“I see… Why don't they have any form of weapons?”

“They do, it's just not like anything you've seen before.”

“Oh? How so?”

“Lex?” I said to one of my kids walking with us. “Present your weapon please.” I ordered kindly. He did so and held the pistol in front of the new queens in his magic. I took a quick glance and saw them staring at the foreign object. An amused smile curved my lips.

“It's basically a hand cannon.” I said. I felt both Cicada and Onyx whip their heads in my direction, probably gawking at me. “Yes, you heard me right. A handheld cannon.”

“Not possible.” Cicada stated. “I cannot believe such a weapon exists.”

“Even though there is a prime example right in front of you?” I asked. I looked over my shoulder just in time to see her nod her head. “Alright then. Lex?”

“Yes sir!” Shouted my son. Our little group stopped walking and a steel plate with a target appeared off to the side. Lex brought the gun back to himself, aimed, and fired. The sound from the little thing stunning both queens. While me and my kids were completely unaffected. Cicada and Onyx held their fore hooves up to their ears in pain, but they recovered in good time.

“That was rather loud...” Commented Onyx. “Could you have warned us?” I shrugged.

“I could’ve.” I said. “But look at that.” I said while pointing to the steel plate. The queens look towards it and saw the black dent in the center. “And it’s pure metal. Steel to be exact.” I said. I let that sink in for a minute for the queens. No doubt they were having a hard time processing something the size of a hand having that much power. “Believe me now?” I asked, and they both nodded. “Good, let’s move on. Mimic really wants to talk to you both.” They recomposed themselves and nodded again. I then lead them to the very back of the huge room. Elevated thrones, one for me and one for Mimic -who was nursing a newborn, stood proudly presenting their dark blue and grey coloring.

As much as I’d like to think Cicada and Onyx were gaping at the thrones, they were more focused on the rottweilers sitting off to the sides.

“Ember honey!” Mimic said. “These are the queens?” I nodded. “Excellent, could you, and only you, come here please?” I arched a brow at her sudden request, but did as she asked.

“What’s up?” I asked when I was at her side.

“Cheerilee wants to talk one of us about something going on with Marble. From what she just told me it’s not good.”

I felt my eye twitch when she said that.

“Please watch yourself. I don’t want a repeat like with Alex.”

“You got it. I’ll take of things right now.” I said in a reserved tone. I teleported to the schoolhouse. Where Cheerilee was standing with Marble and some other filly. Marble instantly sensed my presence and scampered over to me.

“Daddy!” She cheered while glomping onto my arm. I brought her up and saw she was tearing up.

*Ok, let’s see what exactly happened.* I thought.

-Remember what Mimic--

*I know Embris, just shut up right now.* I said mentally while walking over to Cheerilee and the filly. God the filly had this hateful look that pissed me off on so many levels, wanted to smack it off her face.

“Good evening Ember.” Cheerilee greeted when I was close enough.

“Evening.” I said a little too flatly. “So what’s the situation this time?” I asked.

“I think you’re better off asking Diamond Glint right here.” She answered, nodding towards the pouting filly.

“I didn’t do anything.” Glint spat. “I just called her a useless bug because she is one!” I felt Marble’s grip on my arm tighten when the little spoiled bitch said that.

“Who are her parents?” I asked while ignoring the little cunt.

“Filthy and Spoiled Rich.” Cheerilee answered with a knowing smirk.

“Thank you, I’ll be taking Glint home if you don’t mind.”

“Please do. I got a lot of work to grade.”

“Great. I’ll see you around.” We nodded to each other and I grabbed Diamond bitch with my magic.

“Hey! Let me go!” She demanded while she struggled. I just ignored her and cradled Marble.

“Is that all she did to you sweetie? Did she just call you a mean name?” I asked while speaking softly.

“N-no...” Marble sniffed. “She… she hit me too.” She said.

“No I-!” I closed Glint cunt’s mouth.

“Where did she hit you?”

“Right here.” Marble pointed at her left cheek. I took a closer look and saw that was indeed a small crack right where her tiny hand was pointing. Jesus fucking christ, Glint really hit her hard.

“Oh, I see… does it still hurt?”

“A little when I talk.”

“Alright, let daddy take a picture I’ll fix it right up. Ok?” Marble nodded and I summoned my phone and snapped a quick pic. I then cast a little healing spell and the crack disappeared. “There, feel better?”

“A little, can you kiss it?” She asked. I smiled and kissed the healed booboo.

“You feel better now?” I asked with a smile.

“Yeah, thanks daddy!” She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“You’re welcome sweetie.” I turned back to Glint, and glare with as much malice as I could at any child. She could care less of course.

*Just you wait you spoiled brat.* I thought. This wasn’t the first time I had to deal with stuff like this. I just didn’t think it would end up being this bad.

Seriously, what kind of kid punches another that hard?

A fucking serial killer in training, I tell ya.

Anyway, we make to Filthy Rich’s mansion, easily getting past the retarded gate that surrounded the property, and knocked on the front door. The door opened and a servant pony dressed in a black suit and tie greeted us.

“Welcome to the Rich Manner, how may I be of assistance?” He asked in a professional tone.

“Good evening, I would like to speak to Filthy Rich, it’s about his daughter.” I said.

“Very well sir. He will arrive shortly.” The servant bowed before leaving.

“Thank you.” I said, the three of us stood in silence until Filthy appeared.

“Hello..?” He said while looking at my legs. His eyes slowly drifted up to meet mine. “L-lord Ember!?” He quickly threw himself into a bowing position. “T-to what do I owe this welcome visit?”

“Your daughter assaulted my child. Mr. Rich.” His demeanor changed before I finished my statement.

“Ar- bu- are you accusing my daughter assaulted your… child?” He blubbered while pausing at the end.

I knew what little fucking pause meant. Damn bigot.

“I wouldn't be here if it didn't happen.” I answered. “Also. Here is you daughter.” I floated Glint over to Filthy, who promptly rushed over and held Filthy in a death grip. Then the little ray of sunshine went on a two minute-long rant making shit up like who I mistreated her on our way to his house.

Psh. Like I'd hit someone else’s kid.

Anyway, after Glint’s stupid little rant. Filthy said something along the lines of, ‘If this is true, you're in serious shit’. And he went on to blab about how he had connections and how he would use those to his advantage if we ever go to court.

And he said he would my children taken away from me.

There were a lot of things I could have responded with. But I kept my rebuttal to four sentences;

“I helped the former bearers of the Elements of Harmony defeat the literal biggest threat to this world. I am personal friends with all four princesses due to reasons far beyond your comprehension. And I am both ambassador of the human race and King of the Azurite changeling hive. Any form of threat you make can and will be interpreted as causation towards war declaration on your country.”

"..."

The little statement left him a little flabbergasted, to say the least.

“I… eeehm…”

“Choose your next words carefully, Mr. Rich.” I said testily. “What you might say will lead to Equestria's fall.” He visibly gulped when I said. He also started sweating bullets at that point, it was kinda funny.

“I… I…” Heh, even Glint was staring wide-eyed at her father. “Ap-p-pologies L-lord E-ember. M-my daughter w-will not h-harm any of y-you children ag-gain.” I smile innocently and nodded.

“Glad we came to an understanding, thank you for your time.” I said, I was about to leave with Marble but I realized something.

*If Glint’s like her sister…* I turned my attention to the little demoness.

“One more thing before I leave; don’t even think about getting other ponies to pick on, bully, or mess with any of my children. I’ll know if you started it.” I said casually. “Trust me. I will know.” I said before I spun around and left.

“Daddy,” Marble said within my arms. “why did you say those things?” ... I'm guessing she wasn't paying attention much.

“Because he threatened to take you and everyone else away from me sweetie.” I answered. “No one is taking my family away from me.”

“Why?”

“Because he thinks the stuff that happened with you and Glint didn't happen.”

“But it did happen!”

“And I believe you. Filthy just doesn't believe us.”

“He's a big dutie-head then.” Marble grumbled while pouting.

“I know Marble. That's why I told him that stuff. If I didn't, he probably would've tried to take you away from me.”

“Oh, ok!” She said while wrapping her tiny little arms around my neck.