The Stone Ones

Spike woke up from his slumber in pain.

Now the young dragon had never run a marathon before but he expected this is what it feels like afterward. His arms and legs felt like they were on fire, and his lungs and abs each tried to win his attention by trying to outhurt each other.

“Oh sweet Celestia….” He murmured, putting a claw to his throbbing head. As his claw touched his throbbing head he noticed two things.

One, that his claw was way too big for his body.

Two, he was really hungry.

Opening an eye he looked at his now massive claw, it was bigger than his body, or so he thought. He looked down his arm to the rest of him, now all seven feet of his new body. What do you think the teenage dragon thought?

“Sweet! Now I don’t need to use the ladder to put away the books on the top shelves!”

Spike doesn’t really get out that much…

His gaze swept over his new body, admiring the somewhat lanky frame, his now long tail, arms, and most importantly, the pair of small wings that had grown from his back. So focused on the task of admiring his new body Spike momentarily forgot about his hunger; that is until his stomach growled angrily at him, demanding that something be put in it.

“Grrrrr….” Spike’s stomach almost roared, making the dragon flinch.

“Boy am I hungry.” The drake muttered as he looked around at his surroundings. For some reason he was in the basement on one of the spare beds that Twilight always kept around in case she had a sleepover with her friends. What really got his attention though, was the massive pile of food waiting on a table a few feet away from him.

Said table had everything that a young dragon could ask for, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and for some reason, iron bars. Spike stuck his tongue out at the iron, those tasted awful, but the second the gems scent hit his nose his soreness was forgotten.

With no self-control whatsoever, he jumped over to that table and ate like a starved man(or dragon, or... Fuck it), barely tasting the food. What might have been a hundred pounds of gems and iron was gone in less than ten minutes as Spike sprawled out on the ground, letting out content sighs as he rubbed his swollen belly.

“Boy was that goo-” Another smell caught his attention, cutting off his mutterings. Spike had no idea what it was but it was making him hungry, and not the kind you could eat away. Now with stunning clarity he remembered every toned flank that he had ever seen, coupled with the looks of mares as they walked past him.

Getting up Spike bleatingly realized, as his eyes turned red, that the feeling he was feeling was lust.

One way or another, someone was going to get fucked today...

Hard.

Rainbow and Gilda stood on either side of the training yard blades in mouth/claw, ready for battle. Forge stood in the middle of the soon to be battleground and the trainees crowded about the outskirts to try to get a good look, taking bets on who was going to kick whose flank. Those two weeks of weapons training had had been harder than any training that Rainbow had ever done for the Wonderbolts, a fact that Gilda would whole-heartidly agree with.

If Rainbow wasn’t such a bitch

“Alright ladies!” Forge yelled at the two “You get your chance to beat the shit outta each other now. After this is over no more of your bullshit understand?” Both of them nodded. “You know the rules, there are no rules, now FIGHT!” He yelled, throwing both hands down and getting the hell out of the way.

The griffin and pony both curbed their instincts to charge, slowly circling each other, trying to find weakness in the others defense. Gilda started the deadly dance first, flicking her tail in Rainbow’s face. As Dash flinched the griffin swung her sword savagely at the ponies head,intending on braining the mare. Rainbow rolled under the slash just in time and past Gilda’s guard, her sword hitting her opponents leg as she went past.

As Dash got to her hooves she couldn’t help but smile as she heard Gilda’s squawk of pain.

Gilda shook herself, angry that Dash got the first hit, shaking out the knot of pain that was now in her back leg. It’s the last time she’s getting a hit. she thought as she charged the Pegasus hard, trying to hit her with a barrage of slashed, cuts, and stabs, her anger increasing as Dash either blocked or got out of the way of her furious attack, only one or two strikes getting past the ponies defense.

What the griffin couldn’t see in her rage though, was that Dash was calmly thinking on how to beat her foe, who was stronger than her, had more mass to push her around, and a longer reach. It was when she rolled out of the way of a downward stab when she had an idea, one that she admittedly should of thought of sooner. I need to get to the air!

There was no way she could beat Gilda on the ground right now, but in the air she was superior. Taking two giant hops back Dash spread her wings out and with a mighty flap, launched into the air.

Gilda growled. “Oh no you don’t!” She bellowed, taking off after her with an eagles cry.

Dash couldn’t help but smile again as she climbed upward, the angry griffin following her. Up and up the two went, until the air was starting to thin out and to the others watching from the ground they were dots in the sky.

Dash was fine with the lack of oxygen, being a weather Pegasus and all, but Gilda was weezing. Seeing her chance the cyan Pegasus folded her wings, letting gravity turning her into a dive bomb headed straight toward Gilda.

As Gilda looked up at the Rainbow colored blur, she knew that there was no way to avoid it, she was tired, she wasn’t getting enough air, but she wasn’t a griffin to give up. With another cry, but this one of defiance, She swung her sword upward as Dash swung downward.

Even from almost a thousand feet up Forge and Longstrider could hear their cries of pain, along with the rest of the recruits, most of who flinched.

Longstrider snorted as the two flew downward without any sign of stopping. “I told those two about being careful with fighting in the air” he told his brother “It’s controlled attacks or nothing. You better help them out Forgey.”

The blacksmith just snorted and lifted a hand, the two becoming encased in a blue glow, slowing the two down until they were about ten feet up, when Forge dropped them roughly to the ground roughly. The recruits watching flinched as they almost heard the air leaving the two with an onffff!

Gilda and Dash ignored the pain, both shakily getting to their claws and hooves, picking up the swords that they had dropped in the fall.

Dash grunted as Gilda chuckled evilly, lazily circling the injured cyan Pegasus, trying not to show that she probably wouldn’t be able to fly too. “What’s wrong Dash? Your little pony friends make you soft?”

Dash snarled, stopping herself from charging the griffin, wanting her to attack first. “At least my friends aren’t bullies like your flank is; seriously Gilda how couldn't I see you for what you were during flight school?”

That did it, her eyes turning red from rage Gilda charged Dash, swinging her blade hard at the Pegasus, Dash meeting it with her own blade, the blades sparking. Soon they started a dance of slashes, parries, and dancing around each other, both trying to find flesh to hit.

“What I was, WHAT I WAS?!” Gilda roared as she started the using her greater mass to push Dash around. “I was the only fucking griffin in flight school!” she was getting so worked up she couldn’t feel the blows that Dash was landing. “I was the freak! And YOU were my only friend!” By now Dash was starting to get angry, standing her ground and meeting the griffin blow for blow as Gilda continued.

“And after I go to see her after all of those years she treats me like another freak, leaving me ALL ALONE AGAIN!!!” With a finale mighty slash of their blades their scarred blades finally broke. As they both looked at their broken swords Dash took advantage and bucked Gilda in the stomach, sending her through the air and into the ground.

“You bullied my friends and terrorized the entire town for fun!” Rainbow growled, dodging a claw strike.

The fight now changing into hand-to-hand combat Gilda had the distinct advantage, with her reach, weight, and strength she slowly beat back Dash. Soon both of them started to falter, their blows starting to slow and become sloppy as they got tired. Dash, having the greater stamina of the two, just let the griffin tire herself out and make a mistake.

It came when Gilda tried to wing cuff her. Rolling to the side, Dash tackled the tired griffin to the ground and stood over her, both of them breathing heavily, both exhausted and covered in sweat.

“Just tell me why Gilda, why did you do all of those bucking terrible things?!” Dash demanded, what she got was something she would never expect from the griffin, tears.

“I lost you Dash” Gilda said, crying her eyes out “I-I knew I lost my best friend when I saw you and I just l-lost it.”

Dash started at Gilda, who was now crying her eyes out, dumbfounded at what was happening.

“M-my best friend h-had six new b-best friends and I-I was alone aga-” Gilda stopped her shaky explanation and broke down crying, not caring that she looked weak or girly, she was sick and tired of being strong dammit!

Dash watched her ex-friend crying like a filly. I-I didn’t abandon her! She was being a jerk! she tried to reason with herself. For some reason though, she couldn’t help but feel that she did abandon her. Next to Fluttershy, Gilda was one of the most made fun of at flight school, Dash being her only friend. And I kicked her to the curb....

Gilda was interrupted from her emotional breakdown when she felt someone lift her up and place her in a hug. Looking down she saw who was hugging her, a now crying Dash.

“O-O Gilda” Dash said “You were one of my best friends, getting some new friends couldn’t chance that.” She wrapped her up in a tighter hug. “I couldn’t see you were hurting a-and I kick you to the curb. What kind of friend am I-I?”

As the two reconciled, Steel Wing looked over at Forge, who watched the whole thing impassively. “You knew.” She said, saying it as a fact.

Forge nodded. “It was just a big misunderstanding, all they needed to do was beat it out of each other and they’d be friends again; happened to me and my brothers all of the time.”

The captain nodded as Forge motioned at the two nurse ponies standing by to help the injured pair, who both were sporting a wide array of cuts, bruises, and a couple broken bones.

“FORGEEEEEY!” Forge flinched as the griffin next to him chuckled.

“The dragon’s not that bad Forge.” Steel said as Forge looked for an escape route.

“Yes she’s fucking- SWEET FIVE POUND SIX OUNCE BABY JESUS!” Seleis giggled as she held Forge a few feet in the air as she kept flying, Forge trying to get away; all of the trainee’s chuckled at their captains’ misfortune, this wasn’t the first time this had happened and it probably wasn’t going to be the last.

After getting out of her grasp, Forge demanded, “What the fuck do you want Seleis?!” Seleis suddenly turned serious, landing on the ground.

“Spike’s awake.”

The 3 human’s groaned at that. “Just let me get my armor on and we’ll go and tire him out.” Forge sighed. “At least you didn’t go at him the traditional dragon way.”

Seleis nodded, grinning “You should have seen Twilight when I offered to do it! She got so red!”

Forge looked at a confused Steel Wing. “When dragons hit their first growth spurt they… want to fuck everything they see. The usual dragon tradition is to get an older dragoness to…. Tire him out.”

The griffin nodded as Longstrider groaned. “It’s the easier fucking way too, Sparkle should have just let Seleis pop the fucking dragon’s cherry! Now we gotta go get our asses beaten by a hyped up Spike!...”

Ponyville

“Ponyville doesn’t look that bad.” Reaper commented as the humans arrived in town, as he said this part of a damaged house collapsed into itself with a loud crash. Longstrider looked at the destroyed town and the ponies running everywhere, what really caught his attention though was what looked to be the town’s water tower on fire.

“Ya not that bad.”

Forge took off his helmet and sighed. “Alright, let’s just get this over with. Reaper you go left, Longstrider go right, I’ll take the middle. Holler if you find-” Forge would have finished if a thrown cart hadn’t nailed him, sending into a building, but it did so we’ll never know what he was going to say.

Longstrider and Reaper looked at each other and then at the thrower, who was standing in the middle of the street, Spike. Not one to miss irony, Reaper called to Forge, “Forge we found Spike.”

Forge walked out of the ruined building, dusting himself off. “Real fucking funny.” Forge muttered as they watched Spike spew flames at a house.

“Guys wait!” The humans looked around at the yeller; it was Twilight along with Applejack and Rarity, all of them running toward the humans.

Forge wiped the rest of the rubble from his helmet as the girls stopped right in front of them. “Twilight” He said “Are the trainees helping get ponies safely away?”

Twilight nodded. “Ya, we were just rescuing the last of them. Spike’s lost his mind.”

Forge chuckled as he watched Spike eye them hungrily from across the street. If he was to guess Spike wasn’t eying him, at least he hoped he wasn’t. “He’s just experiencing dragon maturity; you know it would have been easier if you’d of just let Seleis have her way with him.”

Twilight sputtered, turning red. “Spike isn’t old enough to do that!”

Longstrider chuckled. “Well, now Seleis wouldn’t help us at all. So here’s what we can do Twilight. One, we can beat on Spike until he passes out.” He chuckled at the girl’s horrified expressions. “Or we can run him to the ground. What will it be-“

Spike, in his lust-induced frenzy, make the decision for them. With a roar he charged the group, his ‘spear’ out for impaling. Longstrider watched Spike in appreciation. “He got a lot bigger.”

Forge nodded calmly. “Ya, a bit skinny though and his wings will need a couple more years to fully develop for flight.”

Twilight looked at the two. “You’re discussing what he looks like now?! He’s trying to rape us!”

“Rape you” Forge pointed out. “Don’t worry though, Reaper’s got this.” The girls looked around, Reaper was gone. By now Spike was about halfway from the group, the dragon so focused that he didn’t notice Reaper behind him. Picking the young dragon up by the scruff of the neck and throwing him through a building, the said building falling on the dragon with a loud crash.

“SPIKE!” Twilight yelled, trying to run over to her assistant, Forge stopping her.

“He’s fine Twilight; dragons are pretty durable SOB’s.”

Reaper took a step toward the house, his fist raised, ready to give Spike what for again.

“AHHHHHH!” An ear-splitting roar resonated from the house, causing everyone to cover their ears.

“You pissed him off!” Longstrider yelled. Forge snorted and started to take off his armor.

“This is going to fucking suck.” He muttered “Reaper watch out for his fire! Keep him busy for a minute.” Nodding, Reaper watched as Spike exploded from the house, intending to rip the human apart. Reaper dodged the first swipe and batted away another, dancing around the dragon with a flurry of jabs striking the Spike from all sides, Spike not even noticing any of them as he kept up his assault of the Thane

The girls watched in fascination as Applejack looked over to Forge, who was now just wearing chainmail and his gauntlets. Slamming both of the gauntlets together with a loud clank the started toward the dragon.

“Forge” Aj said. “Ya’ll go easy on the little guy, ya hear?”

Forge stopped and smiled at the farmer. “Don’t worry Applejack-” They both watched as Reaper flew right past them. “-besides, Spike should go easy on me.” Glumly walking over to the dragon Forge first tried to reason with the dragon.

“Spike, I know you’re in there buddy, you just need to.”

SMACK!

Forge staggered from Spike’s punch to the jaw, almost losing his footing. Spike was about hit him again but Forge’s arm shot out, catching the blow. Popping his jaw back in place Forge looked at the dragon with a disapproving glare.

“Now that wasn’t-” Spinning around Spike smacked Forge with his tail, sending him back to house that he had first gone through. Rarity looked in the building.

“Forge, are you okay dear?” she called. All she got was a growl as Forge angrily walked out of the building.

“I’m going to fuck that little-” he saw Twilight looking at him. “-I mean… *sigh* fuck it.”

Charging the dragon Forge’s fist caught Spike right in the jaw, knocking him right off his feet and through the air.

The dragon was back in his feet in an instant, trading blows with the blacksmith.

By now Reaper had recovered and was standing next to Longstrider, both of them protecting the three girls and watching the fight. “Forge is doing pretty good.”

They watched as Spike bit down on Forge’s arm. “Ow you little fucker!”

“Ya, he’s doing real good, you think we should help him?” They watched as Forge kicked Spike right where his balls would be, sending the dragon into the air and on the ground with a groan. Both of the humans and the three ponies flinched.

“Na.”

Forge spat a bit of blood from his mouth and did the ‘come at me’ double hand wave as Spike found his feet. “Come on you little scaly little dickhead.”

Spike growled, his wings flaring as his chest puffed out, Forge’s eyes widening. “O shit.”

Spike unleashed a wall of flame engulfing him.

“Forge!” The girls yelled, the humans rolling their eyes.

“Forge really just fights like an overweight boxer, he refuses to move around.”

Reaper snorted. “Yup.”

When it looked like Forge was burned to ash Spike was about to close his mouth when a hand snapped it shut. The fire cut out revealing Forge with his eyebrows on fire and his eyes blazing. Spinning the surprised dragon around Forge put him in a sleeper hold, the dragon trying to claw

Forge’s arms off but luckily for Forge the gauntlets held.

“Shhh shhh shhh there you go” Forge said as Spike’s struggles weakened. “go to sleep, go to sleep you little cunt.” The dragon slumped in Forge’s arms, out like a light, Forge gently putting him down as everyone ran over to see how the dragon was.

Twilight rushed over to Spike and checked to see that he was still alive, to her relief he saw the gentle rising and falling of his chest. “O Spike…” she said as she brought him in a tight hug as the other girls circled around him. A few feet away Reaper and Longstrider walked over to Forge, who was panting on the ground.

Reaper looked him over; almost laughing when he saw Forge snuff out the flames on his eyebrows.

“You alright there Forgey? You look kinda beat up.”

Forge just nodded his head and tried to stand up but fell right back down shaking his head like a dog. “The little guy can really throw a punch.”

“Do you need help you big guy?” Longstrider asked as Forge tried, and failed, to get up again.

The blacksmith sighed, “Just carry my ass back to Fort and tell the girls to get Spike; the nurses should still be there….”

“Alright Miss Dash” Nurse Redheart said as she finished wrapping the last bandage around Rainbow’s head. “That should be… it. Now you need to rest for a few days along with Miss Gilda over there.” Both of them groaned as the nurse started to put her kit away in a saddle bag.

As she turned to leave Forge and the others walked in the makeshift hospice (Forge and Spike were carried but you know what I mean) The nurse gasped. “O my! What happened to you two?!”

Forge looked over at Rainbow and Gilda and sighed, mumbling something. “What was that?” The nurse asked.

“Spike kicked my ass”

“Could you say it louder please?”

Forge grunted. “Spike over there kicked my ass. You happy nurse, you cynical bitch”

Even though she was in a lot of pain that would make laughing a bad idea, Rainbow could feel

laughter start at her belly and move upward. She tried to stop the laughter, it coming up in giggles, Gilda giggling along with her.

But soon it exploded into full blown laughter, the both of them crying from the pain but they couldn’t stop. Their laughter was contagious, and soon everyone was losing it. Forge wiped a tear from his eye.

“I really hope those ribs hurt Dash….”

A Few Hours Later….

After getting fussed over by his roommates and laughed at by two of them. Forge tried to get some shuteye at the now dubbed ‘ward’. He considered himself pretty lucky, a few bites, bruises, a slight concussion, and burnt off eyebrows was a pretty lax group of injuries when fighting a dragon.

Unfortunately for him the nurse had insisted that he stay in the bed for the rest of the day and the next, something that he was going to ignore but right now he was too lazy to leave his bed; besides, he needed to watch Spike to see if he was going to wake up and lose it again.

He smiled as he looked over at Spike, Twilight sitting in a chair, her quiet snoring being drowned out by whatever the hell Rainbow was doing .

“Captain.” A voice called.

Forge sighed. “Yes Gilda?” he said, closing his eyes.

“Could you come over here?”

Sighing to himself, he opened his eyes and got out of the bed, groaning. I’m going to feel this in the morning. He thought as he limped over at the griffin, who was staring anxiously at him. Standing over her he looked the griffin over, she and Rainbow had taken quite the beating today, a broken wing for the both of them, extensive bruising, among other things.

“What’s wrong private? Are your injuries bothering you?” I should probably hire a nurse or something for the fort. He thought as he waited for Gilda to give an answer. We’re probably going to be our asses beat a lot more. Hmmm… I should probably hire more and on-

He was interrupted as the griffin sat up and wrapped the surprised human in a hug. “Private?” A confused Forge said, looking down at the griffin, who was looking up at him with tear in her eyes.

“Thank you for helping me get my best friend back Captain.” She said as she buried her face in

Forge’s chest, quietly sobbing. Smiling, Forge hugged her back.

“No thank you’s necessary Gilda.” Forge said, looking over to Rainbow, who was oddly not snoring anymore, in fact if he looked at the Pegasus carefully he could have sworn that her eyes were slightly open.

“Just don’t mess it up this time huh?” He chuckled as the griffin nodded like a puppy that wanted to make its master happy. “If nothing else then I’m getting some shut ey-“

“Oooo Forgey~”

Forge scrambled over to his bed and picked it up, intending to use it like a bat or shield. Standing at the doorway was Seleis, wearing a nurse’s outfit. How she got an outfit made so quickly was beyond him, or how she kept getting past his patrols, but he was sure how she was going to leave.

By him asking her politely to leave.

……

What? Did you think he was going to attack a dragon that was stronger and faster than him?

The dragoness grinned at him, bandages in claw. “Alright big boy, it’s time to get those bandages changed” she took a step toward him and he took a step back in terror. “But I personally think that a physical is in order first~….”

A Few days later…

After her wounds healed Gilda was able to return to duty, much to her pleasure. What made her unhappy though, was that her fellow soldiers wouldn’t stop talking about how sweet it was that she became reunited with her friend and all of that nonsense. There was one pony that wouldn’t leave her alone about it though.

“Come on Gil’s! Tell me how you looked into Rainbow’s eyes, said I love you, and kissed!”

Gilda looked up at NightWing, wanting to beat her pony skull in for the tenth time that day.

“Pony” she said slowly, like she was talking to a five year old “I’ll say this one more time because I can tell that you’re a little slow. Rainbow and I are just friends; there was no kissing, no looking into each other’s eyes or any of the bull, okay?”

The bat pony looked thoughtfully at her, humming like she was trying to solve a complicated math problem.

“… I don’t believe you.”

Gilda hit her head against her bed, groaning, ready to get back up and put the bat pony into the ward. Thankfully for the both of them, NightWing because she wasn’t going to get her flank kicked, and Gilda because she wouldn’t be going to jail for beating a pony within an inch of her life, Cloud walked over to them.

“Hey guys” He said as looked over to the general direction of the smithy. “I think the Captains are up to something.”

Gilda looked over to him with curiosity along with NightWing. “What makes you think that Cloud?” Gilda asked. Cloud looked around to see that no one else was watching them.

He motioned for them to lean closer to him and whispered, “They’ve been in the smithy all day, and didn’t you notice that we didn’t do any training today?”

NightWing just shrugged, oblivious to the foreshadowing. “You’re thinking into this too much Skippy” She said, patting him on the head and trotting over to her bunk to get some shuteye “We have been working pretty hard lately, maybe they thought it would be a good idea to give us a break.”

Cloud was not really convinced but nodded anyway, going over to his bed and closing his eyes, hoping that he would be still in this bed in the morning….

Hours Later…

Cloud was gently awakened by birds chirping all around him; soon one of the humans would yell them all to get up and to go get breakfast. He was really feeling pancakes that morn-

His eyes shot open, not only was he not in his bed, but he wasn’t even at the fort. His vision was filled by trees and the hint of uneasiness meant that he was in only one place, Everfree. Obuckobuckokuck Cloud thought as he looked around in a panic, his brain going into overdrive on how he had gotten there.

This must be what the Captains were meeting for! But why would they send us out-

“zzzzzzzz-”

Cloud froze at he heard snoring, thinking that he was near a sleeping pack of timber wolves, after all that was what it sounded like. Wait, I know that snoring! Trotting around he spied what he was looking for, NightWing curled in a ball and snoring loud enough to wake the dead, Gilda not five feet away from her, her snorting not much quieter.

“Girls, wake up” He pleaded, looking around to see if anything was stalking them. Neither of the girls moved.

“GIRLS!”

Both of the girls jumped up, obviously startled. “How, what, why?” They both said at the same time.

If their lives weren’t in danger then Cloud would have probably laughed.

Bracing himself he looked at the both of them and said, “Now girls, I need you to stay calm as I tell you this. We are in the middle of the Everfree forest with nothing to-“

Night shushed him, trotting over to a stump grabbing something and bringing it back to the small group, it was a note of some kind. Snatching it from her and opening it, Gilda read aloud,

“Dear recruit, today is the first day of your final training. As you might of already guessed you are in the middle of the Everfree forest, somewhere between fifty and a hundred miles away from Canterlot, which you will have to go to for the next phase of your training.

This is a simple test; survive without food, water, and protection while you are in the most dangerous place in the world. Navigate the incredibly disorienting deathtrap of a forest and the deadly animals, it shouldn’t be too hard…

Gilda squinted as the writing changed.

Survive ponies, survive!

You guys are royally fucked.

“Grrrrr…” All three of them flinched, slowly turning around and getting a good look at the particularly large pack of timber wolves that were staring hungrily at the three of them. They all looked at each other and NightWing said what might have been the smartest thing that she had ever come out of her mouth

“RUN!!!!”….

IronHeart smiled as a bag was placed over his head, the noose going on next. “Come on boys” he said “I don’t have all day.”

Warlock responded by tightening the rope and grabbing the lever that would make the floor fall underneath the tainted thane, hopefully breaking his neck, instead of the slow strangling that he kinda deserved.

As Warlock was about to pull the lever a silent watcher of the whole incident chuckled evilly, a glass of chocolate milk in his claw as he lazed on a cloud. Snapping his fingers he watched as the lever was pulled and a sharp cracking sound could be heard.

“Well, that was fun. Watching the thanes ‘kill’ one of their own.” Discord giggled, disappearing with another snap of his fingers…