A bright light shone through the crevice that was formed, as the small, dark, and lonely solitude of the sphere I lived in, slowly made its way open. Well, thats what I’d say if I was hatched normally like other dragons but NO, I had to be hatched in the rudest way possible.... by magic.
Magic in short terms is a very powerful thing, and serves no good to hatching anything from birds to snakes, because of one reason everyone overlooks. Hatching a dragon through magic isn’t nice and peaceful like hatching normally, hatching through magic is like lighting a lantern in a flash after being in pure soul clenching darkness for 2 days straight.
The light burns right into your eyes and saers them till the brink of tears. Finally after your eyes adjust and sight returns you are greeted by a strange being not like yourself. The being is four legged or should i say hooved and is usually a different color than the others similar to itself, but, that’s just the first part of my completely “wonderful” experience.
Most dragon’s hatchings end at that moment, whose were hatched through magic that is. My hatching was a different one for the unicorn that hatched me obtained a freak spike(pun intended) of magic that overpowered even Princess Celestia, in theory.
When the powerful magic was used to open my egg it had enough strength to grow me to complete maturity. As I stand there confused out of my mind 50ft. tall I hear shouts everywhere.
The shouting got louder as screams are made and panic is spread throughout the area. “What’s going on here!!” several people shout over the loud stampede of hooves, in a dazed confusion. Others are screaming their lungs out and dashing across the area while running into walls and tripping over debris. Many were rushing in a worried, frantic, exasperated attempt to obtain their family members in the short time they had to escape.
Out of nowhere I suddenly shrink to normal baby dragon size as Princess Celestia ruler of Equestria gently walks over to my hatcher and holds her close in a most comforting fashion, to my perspective.
Can you imagine that? Here you are wrecking havoc to an entire school and a world famous and powerful princess in charge of creating day and night for the entire planet walks over to you and gives you a hug? That’s even a little weird in my opinion.
All the sudden, exhausted from the entire experience, almost like running into a brick wall full force, I fell into a sleep of emptiness and quiet.
When my sleep finally finished and consciousness returned to me’ I open my eyes. I’m in a room quite large for my size. The room was filled with several other babies as I later discover lying there with the other sounds of the children echoing through the desolate room.
The walls were painted or covered with cheerful colors that seemed to brighten anyone’s mood because I can hear screaming and shouting coming from another room then suddenly the door opens in a fast motion and a deep sigh is heard. The angry pony, as I recently realized the race, walks over to one of the other baby dragons in the room and suddenly puts on a big smile.
Almost as if timed each day I’d be greeted by a nice Mare or Stallion who takes care of my every need, which I would later miss greatly. They would feed, bathe, hold, or just have fun with me for a certain length of time and then go away till the next time the ponies would come in.
Each day or other day, depending on the issues, I’d be greeted by a very small purple unicorn they called Twilight and Two larger ones that would later turn out to be her parents, who didn’t say much but stood back and watched as Twilight spoke to me.
Every instance they’d tell me when she’s here like it really came into mind that I actually knew this pony. Twilight would usually talk about things I didn’t recognize such as books or a place called school.
Although throughout the vast conversations she had with me Twi. would almost every visit talk to me about how she got a certain special thing called a cutie mark and how they told her of the freak accidents that lead up to her gaining it.
I think what really happened is that the magic was so powerful that it gave her a sort of memory loss of that instance because she seemed fine despite that.
Eventually I was let out of the tiny crib for I actually grew at an exceptional rate, faster than twilight grew that’s for sure because in a matter of weeks I was able to walk all on my own and understand at least some of the stuff everypony would talk about.
Time passed on and I slowly gained intellect, but twilight had grown up as well she had gotten taller, her skills in the art of magic had increased to the fact that she could lift things without having to touch them, and her knowledge of the common world was impressive for a pony her age.
I later learned to speak, read, write, and spell, so that I could fulfill my assistant jobs. Which was already planned for me before hand.
Twilight’s graduation was a fantastic affair. She no longer had to go to school and do homework there. Now she could do work, research, and read all in the comfort of her and my new home in canterlot castle, generously given to us by Celestia herself.
The room was fantastic with its great attention to detail, balcony overlooking the entire canterlot city, and an endless array of stuff to do. Sadly Twilight didn’t care about that. All she cared about was the limitless selection of book after book In the library section of our home.
I never really saw how she liked to read so much, other than a healthy form of quick information finding that’s about it, but Twilight always speaks about how much fun she had reading a book about magic or some mystery story that lead to a twist in which I never could really comprehend when she gave the full detailed version of it.
I became her assistant during this time. Since I have no wings I was told of a way to deliver messages to the princess and other people she wanted me to write to.
What I never really understood was that Twilight knew of the mail and messenger animals and she never used them, but instead have me write the letters, when she could honestly do it herself, and then have me mail them to the princess via magic dragon’s fire.
Following each sent letter when I first started my assisting I’d ask her why I had to send each letter. She’d respond with a different sentence every time but in a different fashion, either leading up to dragon fire is the fastest way of delivering letters or that I was her number one assistant who gets to send and receive letters which is a very special job.
I never believed a single word she said when it came to that subject, but instead just sent the messages in an angry huff of fire and walked away.
Twilight actually had a lot of stuff to do between schoolwork and research and the practice of magic that she couldn't right the letters and mail them herself so I learned to accept the job. The best part of the job was that if I did a good job she would give me a gem or two which would dissapear into my mouth in a matter of seconds.
-For now Spike
"What are you doing?" Her voice echoed in my head and my hands began to sweat holding the quill..
"N-Nothing Twilight what would make you say that?" I said while stepping in front of the paper and rubbing the back of my head in a casual manner.
"You know I don't like it when you lie to me Spike." She said giving me a smile that I knew from experience that she is gonna win.
Magic began to form around her horn and then in a flash and a couple of cracks of electricity our possitions were switched and Twi had formed a protective bubble around her and the paper.
"This better not be another love note to Rarity you know what happened last time you gave her one of these. Wha-what is this?" she asked laughing like what she read was the funniest thing in all of Equestria.
"Oh my oh Spike this is priceless. You are seriously writing your own biography. Well at least you are doing something productive with your spare time." She said laughing again then walking off. Leaving me relieved and a little hurt by what she had said.
With that I sent the paper through my fire to a secret area I hide all my important things.
Author's Note
Please critique as much as possible I couldn't really figure out a way to finish this
