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Equestria 101 – Metamorphosis

"Damn them! Damn them all!"

Gilda crashed into the stone wall as she rubbed her now-useless eyes. Although she had closed her eyes at the last split-second, the energy had done its damage. The intense heat had fried both of them to a crisp but had, by some miracle, missed the nerves. So, she could still see...but it was just the sight of the blind. She still had the last laugh with those ponies or Rangers or whatever they were now. There was no way the Pink one could withstand Gryffon and his illusions.

After walking blindly for a while, she fell on her face onto the slightly warm stone floor of her Master's throne room. Clutching the ground for support, she raised her head in the direction she thought her Master would be. For a strange creature, her Master had given her the promise of great power…but she had failed in her mission. And she was as blind as a bat.

"Gilda. You have returned empty handed, physically."

She stiffened as the voice came from all around her and bowed her head. She had failed in her mission but Gryffon was still…no, she knew in her heart that such a brittle beast wouldn't last long at all. It would only be good for target practice, no matter what it had said about casting illusions to destroy the Rangers. The Griffon was used to dealing with Royal Guards and had been the scourge of the skies until Celestia had encased the beast under the ground where her Master had found it with her help. She opened her beak to defend herself against death but was silenced by Zedd's next words.

"I sent you to gather information. If you were to kill one of the Rangers, well, that would have been a bonus."

"F-Forgive me, master. My journey to Ponyville was a disaster."

She felt clawed fingers gently lift her head up and she shivered under his touch. She was almost glad that the strange hoof-like hand hadn't touched her feathers but the silver tipped fingers were almost as bad. Still, she didn't flinch away from the vile touch nor at the words that followed.

"Hmm, indeed it was but from a different point of view, you could see it as a small victory. For a small moment, you were able to demoralise the Pink Ranger and you have shaken the Blue Ranger's spirit. In return, those Rangers took away your sight."

Gilda seethed with anger and her feathers bristled at his words. She wanted to make those Rangers pay dearly. She wanted to rip and tear all the feathers from Rainbow Dash's wings and leave her battered and broken for her lover to find. Yes, she had seen the way the Red Ranger looked at the blue Pegasus and if she wasn't mistaken, Dash felt the same way. She felt tears pool in her useless eyes as she remembered their stolen moments during the Junior Speedsters camp…wait. No, that was wrong. She shook her head violently to clear it. There hadn't been any moments between her and Dash so why was she…?

Power slammed into her brain, overriding her thoughts as false memories wormed their way into her mind. Nights spent talking now became nights of passion and the only night she had stayed in Dash's home became a night of cloud romping. The part of her brain that was still sane screamed at the mental rape and also took notice of the other changes in her body. She could now stand freely on two legs and her front paws had grown slightly longer and had the appearance of hands. Her claws were still retracted and she swiped them through the air a few times. She felt a slight amount of discomfort as her bones shifted to accommodate her new eyes which allowed her to see what she was turning in to.

When it was over, she looked at her new body. She was now bipedal and was wearing a white and brown breastplate that matched her armour. Her head was covered in a half-helmet with thin eye-holes and an opening for her beak. Plates of bronzed armour protected her shoulders and upper arms from attacks and her hands were sheathed in silver chain mail gloves that allowed her claws to retract seamlessly. As Gilda preened herself, she felt the same energy seep into her brain and welcomed it. The same small part of Gilda screamed in her brain, but was brutally smothered by the darkness. Her eyes opened again and she saw her Master looking at her, seemingly pleased.

"Well, how do you feel my servant?"

She grinned wickedly and laughed heartily.

"I will destroy them and feast on their flesh!"

TBC…