Spike's Good and Bad Nightmare Night
There was an eerie chill spreading throughout Ponyville, as the sky was painted with a darkness, the only light shining off Luna’s moon. The streets were filled with fillys and colts of all kinds, with their mothers and father occupying them as they went to each door, seeking for a treat. As tonight, was nightmare night.
While going to door and door, many were scared of the decorations at every house, and any pranks pulled on the younger ones. But in the end, it was worth it for a couple of treats. And that was the main point, of the nightmare night. But the thing is, you’re never to old to get a treat, and a scare as well. The six ponies in the libary knew this best, but the dragon, knew this the worst. Inside of the oak tree library, six mares were dressed up in their fairly special costumes. While the dragon, named Spike, lay not to far away from the bunch, laying in front of the nice, warm, fire.
Spike was a much bigger dragon than he was before, he had gone through a growth spurt not to long ago, increasing his size to eight point five feet, his spikes becoming sharper. Spike did not change much, the only exception was his new personality. He had grown much more mature, and kept quite more often. He was done with that kid stuff, and wanted to learn more about how to be an adult. But for a teen, he was moving too fast.
Spike still lived with Twilight, and kept his job as number one assistant, the name bothering him to no end, same goes for Spikey-Wikey. But he wouldn’t let either mare know.
In his free time, Spike would go out and explore and learn new things, he often took up classes in combat. Spike had always wanted to be a knight, but now his dragon nature wanted something different. Spike was almost finished his courses in combat, he was good with a sword, and now carried one with him at all times, which made Twilight mad to no end, but he didn’t care.
Spike’s sword was close to his size, he had to throw in a quite amount of bits another to get it custom made, but it did come out good. And with the rest of his bits, he bought himself a large, black leather hooded cloak, which went good with the drake.
The drake was basking in the warmth of the fire, his eyes were shut, as the head eradicated on his face. He prefered warmth in a house, rather than the coldness of outside. Although, his friends had different mindset.
“Alright girls, thanks for meeting me here. I can’t already believe it’s our fifth time going out for nightmare night!”
“You’re telling us Twilight, how time flies!” Rainbow Dash said, flying in the air as she did so.
The group continued to talk about how long it had been, Fluttershy, however, took noticed that a certain drake was missing from the group. She searched the room, till she noticed that rather large being laying on the floor.
“Um, Spike? Aren't you going to join us?” Fluttershy timidly asked, as the group also took notice at the far dragon.
“Nah, I’m fine here.” Spike responded, as he rested his leg atop his other, wiggling his foot as he imaged a song playing in his head, rather than the rant he was sure to get in.
“But Spike, the um, Nightmare night starts soon. You’ll miss it if you stay there.”
“What do you think I’m trying to do Fluttershy? There’s no way I’d give up this moment to go outside and do something meant for kids.” Spike had a short pause, till the image of all the mare not to far came to mind. “No offence ladies, of course.”
Rainbow Dash was the one that took most offence to the comment, as if she felt like her pride was ripped away.
“What do you mean ‘for kids’, dragon boy?!” Dash almost yelled, she was now beside Spike. And he didn’t even bother to open an eye.
“Nightmare night is meant to scare little fillies and colts, because they’re so young, they fright easily. Also kids make next to none bits, so this is the only way they can get candy for free. While we can go to the store and buy a box worth for five bits. Personally, anyone who dresses up is only retrying to re-live a childhood they missed, or they want to be someone they can’t. For example, you dress as a wonderbolt because you can’t become one, and halloween allows you act like one. But at the end of the day, you go back to your plain Rainbow self.”
There were some small gasps from the group. They knew ever since Spike grew, he started changing, but they wouldn’t expect comment like that from Spike. Twilight believed that his dragon side was coming to show, and now him carrying a sword, she didn’t want to think about the future. She and Spike had been drifting apart, and she knew it.
Rainbow at this point was nearly fuming, and the rest of the group were about to take fallout to what was about to come. Spike on the other claw, didn’t move an inch. He wasn’t even smirking from the comment, he found no joy nor satisfaction in doing it, he was just telling the truth as he saw it.
Can’t just freak out here, I just need to get him back.
“Oh yeah, I so could. Heck I even have a better chance than most other pegasus. And what about you? Sure I dress up once, but you wear that cloak everyday to be some kind of cool guy.” Dash smirked, as she thought got him. “Who’s the pretender now?”
Spike’s face remained unchanged, as he basked in the heat for a couple of more seconds.
“First, I never even thought the cloak looked cool, so thanks for telling me Dash. I guess you could say it’s twenty percent cooler now. And second, I wear a cloak to hide my identity, because unlike you, when I walk on the street, ponies faint at the sight of me, whereas you, you’re just another pegasus, maybe if you were a wonderbolt they would faint, but good luck with becoming one first.”
Dash couldn’t even think. This dragon, idragon! Was making fun of her for no good reason, so much that it actually hurted her on the inside. This dragon really needed some punishment, and Dash knew she could take him on.
“Also Dash, I never knew you were this annoying, you’re almost right next to Pinkie on the chart. So could you please go play-pretend somewhere else?”
These ponies are starting to get on my nerves.
The group knew Spike had taken this too far, Twilight sadly was getting use to it. She even blamed herself for it, all those years of ignoring him, and now that he has the power to leave, he wouldn’t be taking anything from anyone. In the end, this was her fault for being a bad friend.
“Spike this is not like you! I demanded you apologise to Rainbow this instance!” AJ yelled, she wouldn’t let this new teenage punk mess with her friend.
Typical, go for your friends first. Although I do suppose I did go far, I haven't heard Dash say a thing in awhile.
Spike opened his eyes, to where he saw Dash. It was weird seeing her from the bottom again, the fire from the fireplace shone over her rainbow mane, and glowed in her eyes, for a moment, he could see some kind of wetness in her eyes. But as soon as he caught a glimpse, Dash closed her eyes, and returned to her anger.
I must be seeing things again.
“You’ve changed Spike, but it seems Twilight hasn’t given you the right punishment. How about we step outside for a bit?”
For once, Spike smiled as he used his claws to boost himself into the air, and landing on his feet. “Sure, I don’t see why not?”
Before Spike took a step, Dash interrupted him. “Oh, and leave you sword behind.”
Spike did so, he wouldn’t have used in anyway.
“You know Spike, males get big swords to counteract for a smaller thing, does that apply to you?”
Spike let out a small chuckle, as he caught up with Dash.
“Please, with my size, you’d be too small to plough.”
Or any pony for that matter. Damn, what a shame I missed my chance to get down with anyone.
Not only did Dash have redness from all the anger on her muzzle, but now she has a shocked blush to go with it. No one had treated, or even talked to Dash like that. She was going to teach him his place, but she also felt odd about it.
“See ya later Twi, me and Dash are going to have a nice, friendly chat. Feel free to view it from the window if you don’t believe me.”
Twilight didn’t respond, she only lowered her head in shame, tears rushing down her face. While the others were speechless.
Spike and Dash were outside, Spike was already missing the warmth of a fire, but he had a bet to settle.
Luckily for the duo, there was no one near for the time being, just them.
Spike continued walking down the road, waiting for Dash to say something. But instead of saying something, she did something, she charged right at Spike from the behind, and at the last second, Spike step sidewards, causing Dash to fall to the ground.
Spike couldn’t hold his laughter, as Dash ate the dirt. But she didn’t stay down for long, as she charged Spike with her wings. Spike was quick enough to bend down, and as she went overhead, he grabbed her tail, pulling her back, and as she was pulled back, Spike grabbed her by the throat, holding her in air.
Spike was raising her high in the air, as she tried kicking away. “Game over, Dashie.”
Although just as he said it, Dash landed a good kick on his face. Although she thought she made a mark on him, when he looked at her again, there wasn’t even a scratch.
“Use that small brain of yours Dash, tough scales, remember?”
Before anymore actions could be done, the door to the tree house had been kicked open, AJ appearing out the door, fumes coming out of her ears.
“Spike, drop her now!” AJ demanded, almost about to charge him.
She's the one that wanted this in the first place.
Spike looked at her, mustering out a “fine”. He then looked back at Dash.
“Even when you're dressed as a wonderbolt, you can’t compete with them. You can’t even handle a jackass teenage drake, your worthless Dash, remember that next time you buck with me.”
And as if she were like nothing, Spike tossed Dash to the side of the road, like if she was garbage.
I’m done with this shit.
Spike walked calmly back to the Oak Tree, like if nothing had happen. AJ was too busy taking care off Dash to stop him, and the rest just scurried away in fear. Spike retrieved his sword once more, the only thing he would need to take from his old home. At least with a sword, he could become a mercenary, and make iway more bits.
Taking his sword out of his sheath, he saw it was still sharp, a problem he wouldn’t have to deal with for awhile.
“I’m afraid Ponyville is to icute for me now Twilight, so I’m heading out to find something else. Thank for all you help and stuff like that. Goodbye.” Spike had put the sword back, and put the sheath over his back. He then exited the Oak Tree, where he now had new guests waiting for him.
Outside were a few police officers, and Royal Guards.
“Spike the dragon, you are under arrest for assault on a innocent mare, and a possible danger to ponies everywhere, you even have a sword to deal more damage.”
It’s not even illegal to own a sword.
Spike only laughed at their puny attempts to sound higher than him, and their wrong sense of justice.
“I take it she failed to mention that she started the fight.”
“THAT IS IRRELEVANT! You are a danger to ponies everywhere, hence why Twilight Sparkle herself sent a letter to the princess to keep an eye at you, she was indeed right!”
So she ratted me out, huh, so much for family.
“Hm, interesting, so there are more of you?”
“Yes, we have you surround, I recommend surreding and making it easier on yourself.”
Spike smirked. “And if I don’t?”
The guard took out it’s sword, and aimed it at Spike.
“We’d be forced to kill you.”
Spike smirk turned into a full evil/crazy smile. As the crowd of children and adults were watching this outcome happen.
Spike took out his sword, as he quickly thrusted into the guard's head, he simply limped dead.
“I’ve always preferred the hard way.” Spike whispered to the corpse.
All the guards nearby took out their swords, and charged the drake with a furious cry. But the drake easily block all the attacks, and with a swift slash, Spike chopped off most of their heads. And as for the one that ducked, Spike quickly chomped the top part of his head off with his teeth.
Almost everyone nearby puked at the sight, as Spike chewed a bit, before swallowing. His mouth still dripping with blood.
You still with me voice?
Yes Spike, an unusual situation you have going.
I’d like to make the deal for the darkness.
Wise choice, my powers are yours
Spike began to feel the darkness, coursing through his body and veins, giving him this, this cold power. An absolute power.
Spike began laugh again, as he realized that he was free. That was, till he felt some swords penetrating his body, he looked down at them, blood pouring from the impacts, and he only merely laughed.
“You mere mortals think this is going to stop me, do you not understand? I’m the new god of the world, a new nightmare! Your mere puny bodies with fill the streets, and blood saw be sprayed across the grounds and walls. You can’t stop me now, cause I’ve already WON!”
Spike took the swords out of his body, and return them to their owners, violently.
A black aura was now surrounding Spike’s claw left claw, as he channeled dark magic to turn his scales darker, increasing their resistance, and to summoned another black, dark, powerful sword. Spike, was now wielding two black swords, planning to show his new powers to all that opposed him.
Spike, one by one, killed all the guards, and doing it in the most brutal ways possible. That is, until he ran out of bodies. He then looked around him, as around him would become his new slaves. Fear, was an all of their eyes, can could see it so easily.
“There’s a new nightmare in world, and it’s no longer Nightmare Moon. But now is the time to fear Nightmare Spike!” And with that, Spike disappeared into a dark mist, traveling with the wind.
Everyone was in shock, the town had just witnessed the most brutal throughout Equestria, what was even worse, was that the thing was going to go throughout Equestria.
The only not shocked however, was Dash. If anything, she finally saw what Spike ment about power. Halloween was for kids, having cheap scares. But this, nearly dieing. That was true Halloween. Spike proved her to be weak, that weaklings can’t live, and can’t become wonderbolts. But the strong, can take what they like.
Spike can make me… strong.
And while everyone elses mind was still trying to process what had happen, Dash had flown away, she knew where she needed to go, no, where she belonged.
Spike was on top of a mountain, admiring the moon's light. His cloak was overflowing in the wind, the cloak itself was almost completely red from all the blood, but for Spike, that only met more glory. Among his back his two swords that he’d now dual wield. Not only that, but Spike now harnessed the power of the darkness, mix that with being a dragon, and the magic he received from Twilight at birth, he was unstoppable, the world was on it’s knees.
But yet there was something else Spike wanted, which he was confused about. He was staring at the moonlight to try and think about it, he was thinking about these feeling he had for Rainbow Dash. When he was laying on the ground, and he saw her, how the fire accounted her, she looked, just so nice. And when he thought he saw a tear, Spike himself kinda felt sad, for the moment. But then, when he gripped her from the throat, how her fur felt, around his claws. it was just so nice.
The only regret Spike had was one thing, and that was hurting Dash. Although he knew there would be no way she would ever love him, unless he forced her to. But that was the thing, he didn’t want to force her, he just wanted her to like him.
As Spike counited thinking, he heard the flapping of wings. He now knew he wasn’t alone, but it didn’t matter, if they tried anything, he could just kill them. Although once he heard them land, and then the voice that went to the being, Spike turned around.
“Uh, hey Spike.” Dash said timidly like Fluttershy.
How’d she find me? No matter.
“What do you want Dash, are you looking for an early death?”
Dash shook her head sideways, as she walked towards the drake.
“No, I’m looking for the opposite.”
“Huh?” Spike said in confusion.
“Spike, when you stood up to me today, telling me everything was wrong. I didn’t believe you, I didn’t want to, but once we started fighting, you showed me the difference between strong and the weak, and after what you did, I know you must know what is right, and how to be strong.”
Once she was a foot away from him, she bowed down in front of him. “Spike, please make me yours. I’ll do whatever to be strong, to know what’s right. I don’t want to be Rainbow Dash, I want to be a wonderbolt, I want to be Nightmare Dash, Spike’s Dash. But they don’t take the weak, only the strong. Please show me the way Spike.”
There’s no way this is happening.
“You really mean it Dash?”
“Yes Spike, you hold true power. I want to learn how to get that power, and plus I always had a thing for dragons.”
Spike smiled, as his confusion came to an end.
“Dash, I accept you as my marefriend, and I apologize for any harm I did to you, and I promise to protect you.”
“And I’ll do the same for you Spike.” Dash smiled, as she stood next to the drake, an idea coming to mind. “But first, how about we see what you said was true.”
“And that is?”
“If you’re too big to plough me.”
