Enter The Dragon: Fighting Is Magic

After his narrow escape from Twilight and the students from Ponyville's hospital, Spike retreated back to Friendship castle, locked himself in his room, where he dives under the covers of his bed, putting the pillow over his head, "No! Not now! Not again!" He moaned.

The little dragon felt his blood boiling hot as they run wildly through the veins in his body. His heart pounding rapidly like it never pounded before, with the ice cold chilling sensations of the sweats that coated his whole body, sending his scales to stand on their ends from the clammy feeling coursing through him.

Then, once again, he heard them.

"Are you afraid?" A haunting voice asked. "You can't run forever....we will find you....we will catch you...that is the way of the hunt..."

As if the horror decided to take it up a notch, Luna's moon disappeared, completely swallowed up by the darkness. Without the moon, everything was a blinding pitch black.

"Wh-wh-where am I?" Spike whimpered in fright, before he quietly called out, "Hello?"

A dark chuckle echoed as the voice was heard, "All alone, little one?" Spike stood his ground, ready himself in a fighting stance. "Of course you are. This isn't the first time you've been on your own. I know."

"What do you know?" Spike challenged.

"How you were often left behind by your so-called friends, Twilight Sparkle and her friends," The voice continued to gloat. "How you were disregarded as a friend, by the ponies and yaks. How that pegasus looked down on you, thinking you have little to no value."

"No, that's not..." But Spike immediately silenced himself, as the predator's words struck him to the core, for what it had said was nothing more than the truth.

For almost his entire life, Spike was often forgotten and left behind by Twilight and friends. It was completely unbearable, considering the fact that he's hardly considered part of the group and was often forgotten as the seventh member of the heroes.

It also didn't help that his friend, Rainbow Dash, often teased him and disrespected his heritage as a dragon. Once, calling him a lame dragon, during the dragons' Great Migration. See Season 2 episode Dragon Quest. Then, to add salt to the wound, Rainbow Dash proceeded to make a prejudice comment of comparing Spike to other reptiles. See Season 5 episode Tank for the Memories.

"Oh dear. You're not going to cry, now are you?" The predator said, as the outline shape of a wolf emerged from the shadows, followed by the silhouettes of lions, tigers, and bears. "I know it hurts. But you'll have to accept the truth. Predators and preys don't mix. We can never be friends! These ponies are not your friends! They never were. And sooner, or later, you will become one of us, when you taste the first drop of blood from them."

"Never!" Spike spatted. "I'll never be like you!"

“You don’t have a choice, little one,” The predators continued. “It is in your blood. It is inevitable. You can’t deny your calling. The call of the wild. This has been the way of life. The life of predators. We live to kill and eat the weak. To make room for a stronger generation to thrive.”

“But why do we have to kill?” Spike asked. “Why can’t we just nurture the weak, so they can grow strong, like us?”

“Yes. We nurture the young. Our younglings. It was only tragic that the ungulates of Fœnum could not see our concerns for our children, and chose to banish us to the Hold!”

“Because you were killing them!” Spike argued. “You were hunting and eating every cattle, sheep, alpacas, and everyone you set your sights on. My friends had to stop you. I HAD TO STOP YOU!”

”And that shows us how naive and stupid you were to side with the ungulates. They had dulled your Predator instincts. They’ve brainwashed you, to fight for their battles. And these ponies are no different. To them, you are but a tool.”

Around him, the predators exchanged disgusted and sneering glances at Spike, before they shared an amused, sinister snarl.

”But what could a poor, orphaned, misguided dragon child like you know about these ponies and their heathen treachery? Well, never you mind, little dragon. For soon, they will be out of your life.”

“What?” Knowing he’ll regret to ask, Spike still persisted, “What are you saying?”

“In the coming days, we the predators shall attack, from the shadows. We will pick off, each and every ponies, one by one, in their sleep, until there is nothing left, but bones.”

At the mention of bones, Spike’s mind flashed back in horror, as he recalls the nightmares he had seen, of Ponyville in ruins, ransacked by Predators that roam the streets, scavenging and picking their teeth off of everything they can eat. And worst of all, his friends, slaughtered and eaten.

“No,” Spike panted heavily, feeling the fire inside of him growing hotter and hotter. “No, no, NOOOOOO!!!!” He finally exploded.

With an angry roar, he slashed his claws at the predators that haunted him, in his room, blasting balls of fire, throwing kicks, punches, and a tail whip. But all his futile attacks, only amused the predators.

“Fight us all you want, young dragon,” The predators would gloat. “But you cannot deny yourself much longer.”

"NOOOOOOO!!!!" Spike screamed, panting heavily, looking around to see he was back in his room. However, what really scared him was that his whole room looked as if it had been ransacked.

Everywhere he looked, there are long deep claw marks – his claw marks – running along the walls and the floor. Burnt scorch marks decorated his bedsheets, his bookshelf, and the floor. Noticeably large bite marks are shown on the crystal walls. Furthermore, what's really unsettling was that his Rarity doll was in his mouth.

“No!” Spike gasped, backing away at fright, from the Rarity doll that was coated in his slobber. But to poor Spike, they looked more like blood. “I’m not safe here,” He panicked. “Ponyville’s not safe with me here! I have to get out!”

With a flap of his wings, Spike burst through a window, just when Twilight arrived, having heard the noise from afar.

"SPIKE! WHAT'S WRONG?!!" Twilight burst into the room, and was shocked to find the state his room was in. “What the…What happened here?! What is going on?!”