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A/N: So this some majorly edited events but here ya go… Also No I didn't make "Thorax" character.. my character was banish from another colony before twilight had her first magic breakthrough so he is technically full grown like the Author he runs with. By the way prologue is prologue so just prologue with it? Sorry ON WITH THE BACKSTORY!

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My Little Changeling!

Prologue

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It was a long, long time ago back in a day when the world was still being ruled by tyrants. The days of a long forgotten world before the Alicorns first came to save us all. Alone in the streets of these desolate and desperate times was born a colt who was the hope of his people.. A colt that was named Midnight, Midnight Dagger. This is his story..

Midnight looked up, his vision hazy he was so starved for love he would take even the tiniest bit if he could only reach it. Somehow, he had survived long enough to reach a place with many ponies but he knew they would never accept him. He was a changeling, a starving nearly dead changeling. He was a strange one unable to change into a form completely, when he did he still had the holes in his hooves and his fangs. He was rejected by his mother and cast out to starve for his inability to actually change and hold his form. He would never forget the look of disgust and hatred his mother had shown him.

"Ugh, how could I produce such a failure?" Misteviellus yelled. "You disgust me, a malformed changeling has no place in my hive. Cast him out, let him starve." She glared at him as his brothers began to drag him out of the hive, they flew him to the outskirts and cast him to the ground. As they flew away he felt sad and because of what he was he was unable to shed a tear. He hung his head and began to walk away from the hive. He hadn't even learned to fly with his tattered wings yet but already he was cast out on his own. He traveled for many days and nights until his hooves ached and his hungry became too overwhelming. He collapsed at the edge of this town near what appeared to be a hut in the middle of the forest.

He wished someone would love him, anyone. Then he was found, someone struggled and strained to get him somewhere. He was so hungry that he couldn't even open his eyes anymore. But he went from very cold in the outdoors to being very warm and feeling safe. Then there was darkness, deep and inviting him even deeper into it's depths.

Midnight awoke and saw a pony making something across the room. She had a serious and tired expression, it was almost as though she hadn't slept a wink. She turned to look at him and set whatever it was aside to stand in front of him. She sat down and sighed as though relieved, "Good you're alive." He expression was still one of exhaustion but she sounded relieved and even gave a little smile. Midnight somehow was hungry anymore, had this pony actually felt some form of love for him? He stared at her with great suspicion, he wasn't certain if he could trust her. She turned serious suddenly before she finally asked, "What kind of pony are you? I've never seen a pony like you before." he gaped at her, then suddenly fear washed over him. Would she abandon him too if she found out the truth? "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, you just looked so… well I had to help you.. are you hungry?" He shook his head, then sighed before getting up and moving toward the door. He turned back just before he reached it.

"I'm a changeling," he said simply placing his hoof on the door and opening it.