Worthless tried to catch her breath.

Flying was always a bit difficult to her, and Queen Chrysalis hated it. "Stop being such a piece of shit." It didn't matter though, because in comparison, everything else she did was slightly okay. Then again, anything the Queen said mattered.

Worthless shit.

She stared out of the opening of the hive towards the shore that was Equestria. She wanted to be there. If she was a pony...wow. The possibilities were endless. She could do anything. Everyone would love her.

Very changeling of you to think of it that way, isn't it.

The thoughts were always in monotone. They lacked lustrous qualities, anything illuminating. Sometimes she wondered if that was just the hive talking. The hive was alive, she thought. It had to be.

There was a plan, a plan to steal the princess and take over Equestria. The Queen went over this every day in great detail, her teal hair flowing around her. She could've been beautiful if it wasn't for the fact that she was a changeling.

Worthless didn't really agree with the plan. She wanted to be a pony, not to kill them off.

You feed off of love. It is your nature to kill.

Love.

It was delicious.

...all she ever wanted...

Stop thinking like a changeling.

She looked up from her self-hatred, ears perked. This was a new voice.

You're not one of them. You're not like them at all, dear.

"Who-who are you?" she stammered in thought-speak.

Your subconscious mind. An illusion, so to speak. But darling, you are not a changeling. There's still hope for you.

"Hope?"

Yes. Go on the mission with the Queen. You'll find somepony there that will help you evolve into what you really are.

She stared at the shoreline, a faint smile on her face.

She could escape...