With the Changelings ravaging the once majestic capital kingdom and countless lives fleeing in all directions, the queen of the vicious horde looked on in glee. Throughout the crumbling kingdom, the element wielders had already been cocooned, the princesses had been defeated and the civilians and the guards rounded up and suppressed. Amit all of this though, a single stallion, weakened and mortally beaten looked on as the devastation took place all around him, now drained of his power, drained of any hope to fight, he remained restrained to the very shrine he was to wed his beloved. A day that should have been perfect, the catastrophe of realization that unfolded all around him and the incomprehensible price to pay for his neglect was felt heavily on his shoulders. And yet, the queen could only watch on in delight and from her stance as the ruler of this dying land, rose to her hind legs and gloated,
"You stupid fool! Thanks so you, this day will be immortalized for generations to come for the Changeling race!" He was in no mood to retort. He could only watch the chaos unfold all around him. He had been for days under the influence of this monster that hung over him now. The vile creature that had the audacity to abduct his fiancee for a grand wedding, a day for the unity of love between the captain of the guard and the Princess of his dreams. How he could look past the imposter's rude attitude toward his sister's friends, her repugnant behaviour, her possessiveness. How he looked at it only as stress and a wanting need to have a perfect uneventful day. How could he have been so blind? So deceived?
"You monster...!" he spluttered as his body ached "How dare you use my love for your sickening deeds! How dare you make me loose faith in my sister's trust! How dare you bring this upon my land!"
"How am I the monster?" she cooed as she smirked before him face to face. "You were the one who convinced the princesses the wedding should go ahead anyway despite the dangers and jeopardising the safety of all Equestria, you were the one who lead all of Twilight's friends away from her because of your selfishness of putting a stranger's trust before your own family and you were the one gullible enough to believe in your 'Precious lover' over the obvious signs of trouble" she finished with a cackle. "If anything, you and I are much the same in that regard".
"I am NOTHING like you!" he snarled, "You're just a parasite, leeching off of all those you made bow to your cynical whim!" She could only smile at this, for her it was a compliment. She lowered herself once again, face to face and retorted,
"You mean like how YOU allowed all of this to happen despite your duties as the captain of the guard, leeching off of the trust of your lover and promising how she would have your sister as her 'In-law' to agree to the wedding in the first place neglecting your duties as the captain?"
"W... What?!" he spluttered,
"You could have prevented ALL of this whenever you liked, but you didn't. And now behold the result of it all".
"N...No! You're wrong!"
"Your promises to bring about unity between you and your lover was purely because you promised her your sister to become part of her family. How sickening it is you kicked her our of your own wedding to have this made regardless proved that you were using her, just as I was using you".
"No... it, can't be! Its not, it wasn't like that! You..."
"Did you honestly think that honestly fall in love with someone who uses others for their own selfish needs? She is fully aware of your promises that you have broken and she fell apart when this realisation took place. Poor dear".
"You see? You would never win her heart with a broken promise like that. I on the other hoof, kept my promise to find food for my starving subjects, and it was no trouble at all, thanks to you, my dear". He had no words left to save himself. The cackling creature was right, for all his blindness to his duties and his promises, he could only think of himself during all of this. He lowered his head in shame as the world came crashing down all around him. A string of errors that led to all of this... who would want him? What right minded pony would want his broken promises for an offering of love?
"You and I truly are one in the same. We are both monsters in our own way. We will make a perfect couple" the queen said as her horn glowed the same cursed green aura and soon consumed his body. The stallion stood up feeling a small but essential urge of power rising,
"I will NEVER love you!" he snapped, but his efforts still fell in vain as he looked down and felt his hooves burning with something he had never felt before. He looked as the green flame soon began to burn his hooves and he looked on in shock as his white coat was slowly being replaced with a burnt black one with visible holes in.
"You see? Unlike your fellow ponies who are undergoing the crystallisation as we speak, the flashes I kept giving to you was already reshaping your metabolism. And now with your energy fully depleted, you have only one source of energy left to keep you going now. Mine!" She laughed as she watched the stallion slowly change before her. His white coat burnt into a lifeless black, his mane and tail turning the same repulsive blue that the beast before him was and his cutie mark, the sign of protection fading away now being rendered useless. His teeth reshaped to the sharp long shape of demonic fangs and his eyes turning slit like, that he could see in his reflection in the same eyes of the queen, left him only as a shell of what he once was.
"You are now all mine" she smirked looking him over "You will make a wonderful husband, because I am now the only one you know will accept you now". Nothing was said from the changed pony now. What could he say?
"This day has been just perfect" she smiled as the rest of Canterlot was engulfed in her wrath. Next stop, the rest of Equestria!
(Sorry about this, I couldn't help myself but get lost in a story like this looking over this great picture. )
Suddenly, amid all the chaos and destruction that by now had almost entirely consumed the city, there came from the sky a deafening clap of thunder. Everyone--ponies and changelings alike--looked up, almost in unison. What they saw next was beyond everyone's comprehension.
High above the highest cloud layer, somewhere in the upper atmosphere, a massive rift in space was torn open. Innumerable massive light-blue arcs of electricity reached out from the rift's perimeter, while an unknown nebula could be seen through the circular hole of the rift. Moments later, a massive steel-gray spacecraft bearing the label 'U.S.I.S. Lincoln' and bristling with massive cannons slowly and carefully emerged from the rift. Finally, as though someone...something...aboard the ship had it down to an art, not three seconds after the ship fully exited the rift there was a loud 'zap!', the portal crashed shut, and the energy arcs it had compressed itself into quickly disappeared into the ship.
Everypony was speechless.
About a minute later, a swarm of small vessels could be seen descending from the ship, dispersing and landing all over Canterlot. While the changelings were stunned and confused by the mysterious vehicles, some of the remaining Canterlot citizens were able to slip away to safety. The changelings quickly regained their bearings and surrounded the landing crafts en masse, screeching, hissing, and spitting with previously unseen vehemence. They were on the cusp of the greatest victory in changeling history, and they had no intention of letting it slip away now. They organized themselves around the rears of the ships; they were hungry for a fight. They fearlessly stared into the ships as their deployment hatches opened up and revealed their contents...
The changelings spearheading the attack didn't even have enough time to comprehend what they were seeing before they were reduced to smoldering piles of black chitin and green blood by the gunfire.
"OPEN FIRE! OPEN FIRE! GO, GO, GO!!!" A deep masculine voice bellowed and crackled through a com-link. Replies of "YES, SIR!!!" and "OO-RAH!!!" could be heard growling from the others emerging from the crafts. Just the sight of their heavy-industrial urban-camouflage-colored armor was enough to instantly shatter the changelings' furious courage. A moment later, all of Canterlot--from the town square to the grassy plains outside the city--rang out with the sound of thousands of heavy assault-rifles banging and popping like a massive thunderstorm.
They were men. Humans. Covered head-to-toe in bulky armor and carrying heavy-duty assault-rifles, the foot-soldiers of the United States Interstellar Military showed the changelings no mercy. The marines bulldozed their way through their enemies' lines, breaking backs, crushing skulls, and tearing off wings as they advanced. With great ease and a sort of aggressive finesse, the troops made their way through the city and the plains and the mountains, ultimately taking the pressure to the palace where Queen Chrysalis was preparing to make her stand.
Chrysalis looked up, startled by loud metallic banging coming from the other side of the throne room's doors. She focused her magic on a nearby fallen pillar, sliding it over to the door and blocking it. The knocking stopped, and she gave a sigh of relief. She was, for the time being, safe.
Her safety was short-lived.
There was suddenly a massive explosion at the door, the blast powerful enough to shatter half the windows lining the walls on either side of the throne room. The door--and the pillar--were annihilated, and 12 heavily-armored soldiers filed in. They carried lighter assault-rifles with accurate-looking scopes; semi-automatics. They wiped out Chrysalis' entire final defensive line. She was surrounded. She had lost.
One of the soldiers, a colonel, called out to her. "Hand him over NOW, you fucking freak!!!" Shining Armor, by now unrecognizable, was lying by her side in a fetal position, physically ravaged and mentally broken. Tears had crystallized on his cheeks, mucus had clotted around his nostrils forming crusts around their openings, and a dried trickle of saliva ran down his chin and had spilled onto the floor forming a puddle beneath his head. He was quietly weeping and shaking pathetically, like a beaten puppy.
In an act of desperation, Chrysalis used her magic to break off another pillar and suspend it above Shining. "I wouldn't shoot if I were you," Chrysalis replied with an evil and sickening chuckle.
"Fuck you!" the Colonel screamed in anger and frustration before turning to Shining Armor. "Armor, you need to get up! You're the only one who has any sort of leverage in the situation right now, and if you don't do something soon we'll have to consider this whole mission a loss and nuke the goddamn place! If there's any bit of you left...ANY bit at all...you need to put your whole being into this and fight! That's an order! That's a mother...FUCKING...ORDER!!!"
"It's...too late for...me..." a feeble Shining Armor strained through his lips as his grotesque, insect-like husk of a body got up and turned towards Chrysalis, who was struggling too much with the giant pillar to focus on anything else. "I can't...survive...without her sustenance now... But I'll...do...what I still can!" Shining Armor lowered his head. "Colonel...?"
"Yes?" the Colonel replied.
"Tell my sister...Twilight Sparkle...that I love her..."
A moment later, Shining Armor leaped up to Queen Chrysalis' head, broadsiding and impaling it with his horn. The pillar fell, and the two were crushed beneath it. At that same moment, every changeling in Equestria froze. They began to bleed from their eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. Their bodies seized and convulsed, and their hollow screams were enough to make even the hardest soldier's blood curdle. A moment later, they all came to a twitching, jerking halt, and dropped dead for the last time.
The combination of colors black and green, they look like they have dead skin, they dont have other purpose than grow and destroy, i think these are valid reason tho say that they are very similar to the necrons