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The Broken Jaw continued to look at her phone in my Royal Equestria Security Forces (RESF) dreamscape. Without looking away she spoke. "Oh that! Just an asset I acquired recently. She's not with the fucking program yet, but she should figure it out eventually."

     There was another meaty thud sound out on the warehouse floor. Broken Jaw shrugged while still looking at the phone. "Or not." She said nonchalantly.

     Chrysalis bolted up out of her seat and marched out of the room with her security detail in tow. The unicorn and her muscle were caught off guard by this but quickly followed. The queen could see her drones standing around the now loaded trucks looking over in alarm at the scene unfolding. Lying on the concrete slab floor curled up in a fetal position was a zebra filly not more than 12 years old. Towering over the filly was 2 stallions. One was winding up to kick the filly again with his steel shod work boots.

     Without saying a word the queen's horn flared and the assaulting stallion was thrown into air and slammed head first into a nearby container stacked on a pallet with a sickening crunch. Without breaking stride Chrysalis continued marching up to the filly as she drew her 9mm pistol and leveled at the other stallion. With eyes glowing the queen's voice thundered off the walls of the warehouse.

     "TOUCH HER AND I WILL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND!"

     The stallion raised his hands and quickly backed away. At the sight of their queen drawing her weapon all 6 of her enforcers had drawn their weapon as had the drones standing by the trucks. The other ponies working on the warehouse floor either had froze in place our dove for cover behind the numerous pallets. As the queen marched up to the still prone filly as Broken Jaw yelled at her.

     "What the fuck! I mean what the fuck! You have no fucking business interrupting my operations your fucking Majesty!" She gestured at one of her muscle to check on the unconscious stallion who's head was now embedded into the side of a large cardboard boxes.

     Chrysalis ignored the mare as she holstered her pistol and knelt down next to filly. As she did she her security detail formed a circle facing out with their weapons pointed Broken Jaw's crew. At same time their horns flared in unison and defensive bubble formed around them and her Majesty. The drones now quickly moved and took up their own covered firing positions amongst the trucks and pallets.

     Ignoring Broken Jaw's ongoing stream of cursing and swearing Chrysalis began triaging the zebra filly. She leaned forward and gently stroked the filly's face. As she did her horn glowed softly and the filly's sobs seemed to subsided a bit. The changeling stroked her mane a couple more times. Then slowly she turned her head and looked back at Broken Jaw with cold fire in her eyes.

     "Explain yourself. Now."

     The unicorn was glancing over at the efforts to extract the unconscious stallion's head from the heavy-duty cardboard box. With a look of frustration and anger she looked back at the changeling.

     "Explain what?! Maybe you should explain why you just fucking fast-balled one of my guys into a fucking refrigerator! She glanced over as one of her ponies looked back at her and slowly his shook head. "Shit! You just fucking whacked one of my guys! You fucking crazy bug!"

     Chrysalis slowly stood up and brushed some dust from the skirt of her suit. She took a deep breath and then spoke.

     "Why is that filly here, and why was one of your charges assaulting her?"

     Broken Jaw looked at the queen with genuine confusion. "I told you in the damn break room. She's one of my assets. I acquired her recently."

     "How did you acquire her?" The queen said coldly.

     Queen had to wait a moment as the unicorn angrily lit another cigarette. "How! How! The usual ways your Majesty! Somepony can't cover their fucking gambling debts. Somepony didn't make a fucking loan payment on time to one of the associations! Shit like that!" Broken Jaw waved her now lit cigarette around with her right hand. Creating little streaks of smoke in the process. "If they've got no bits they take other fucking things from them! Stuff like that!" She jabbed her cigarette at the filly. "I don't know what the story is with all them, and I don't fucking care!"

     The changeling's eyes narrowed. "All of them. How many do you have?"

     "That's none of you fucking busi–" Broken Jaw's voice suddenly faltered as Chrysalis's horn glowed bright and phantom hands of glowing green wrapped around the unicorn's throat. The mare started frantically clutching at her throat as the changeling slowly lifted her into the air. Through clenched teeth the queen spoke.

     "I'm making it my business! You pathetic example of a pony! Now! Tell me how many you have, or you and all of your worthless crew will die. Understand!"

     Broken Jaw made various gurgling sounds that Chrysalis interpreted as compliance.

    All told there was a 11 foals 5 colts and 6 fillies. 3 unicorns, 4 earth ponies, 1 pegasus, and 3 zebras. Their ages ranged from 15 to as young as 8. All of them looked terrified and maltreated. They hadn't been fed well and none of them had had a bath in a week. All of them showed signs of physical abuse.

     With further persuasion the queen learned from Broken Jaw that they usually kept the foals locked in the lower basement of the warehouse filling boxed for shipping and performing other menial tasks. Which was why Chrysalis had never seen them on any of her former visits. Somehow the zebra filly had succeeded in sneaking up out onto upper warehouse floor when she'd been discovered.

     Chrysalis's forces disarmed and herded Broken Jaw and her crew into the break room and were now keeping them under gunpoint. The foals had all been brought up and were now huddled over in a corner of warehouse. A couple of the queen's enforcers were keeping them company while others looted the warehouse and the break room for any onsite food. Through all of this the queen silently paced back and forth some distance away from the foals. Her number one enforcer kept her company. He was older than rest and he'd served her Majesty for many years. Finally he spoke.

     "Your Majesty we can't–"

     "We're not leaving them behind Number 12." She cut the enforcer off.

     "Of course your Majesty, but what then? You can't keep them."

     She nodded her head. "No but I know someone who can help them get to a safer place."

     The enforcer raised an eyebrow. "You're thinking of calling Two Tone? Can she help this many at once by herself?"

    The queen waved a dismissive hand. "She's apparently handled more complicated jobs than this if the word on the street is true, and I will front the bill."

     "I don't think Broken Jaw will be agreeable to your plan. It could cause a lot of friction."

     Chrysalis's looked up at her enforcer and gave him a very toothy grin. "I think I can convince her to accept my proposal."

     "And if she doesn't." Said the enforcer as he adjusted the sling of his PDW.

     "Then we'll kill her and her entire lot." The queen said in a matter of fact fashion as she started walking toward the foals.

     Although the foals had plenty of space to stand or sit they instinctively remained huddled in a tight, little clump. Speaking to each other in hushed voices. As the queen approached them they all went silent. Chrysalis stared at them for a moment. Then she addressed them.

     "I don't know how you ended up here, but you should not be here. So I am going to get you all out of here and to a better place. Okay?"

     "W, why are you helping us?" The oldest, an earth pony filly, spoke up timidly.

     Chrysalis looked at her. "Do you know who I am dear?"

     After a second the filly replied. "You're the Queen of Changelings."

     The Queen nodded her head. "Yes. What else am I?"

     The pegasus, a colt, spoke. "You're criminal who tried to take over Equestria!"

     The changeling arched an eyebrow. "Guilty as charged. Almost pulled it off."

     "You, you can look like anypony you want!" A foal in the back called out.

     "Once again true." The queen responded.

      "You feed on other's love." Another said.

     Chrysalis pursed her lips. "It's more complicated than that, but close enough." She looked at all of them. "But do any of you know what else I am?"

     The foals collectively shook their heads. The queen knelt down so she was more or less at their eye level and she smiled at them. Then she looked up at Number 12. "I am also the mother of every changeling. I have raised all of them, and as a mother I cannot stand by and let you be treated this way. So myself and crew are going to take you to somepony that can help you. Understand?"

     "Why?" The older earth pony filly spoke again. "Why help us? You're not our mothers. You're, you're the enemy."

     Chrysalis looked at filly and genuinely smiled. "Because as I said I am mother and you are not my enemy. Some day when you grow up that may change, but not now. Not here. What the future holds is not written yet, but right now. I'm going to get you away from this place and those...."

     The queen turned her head and looked back in the direction of the break room where Broken Jaw and her crew were being held. "Those ponies." She said coldly.

     She looked back at the foals. "Now. It will be a bit cramp but we should be able to fit you all in the trucks we brought." She whistled loudly and one of her enforcers walked over. The queen turned a spoke to them. Then they left and started barking orders. Quickly the drones started opening the back of trucks and shifting around their cargoes. The queen walked over to zebra filly that had set off this whole chain of events and extended her right hand.

     "Let's leave this place shall we?"

     The filly timidly accepted the hand and Chrysalis started leading the foals toward the waiting trucks.