Author's Note

Well, I'm late... again into updating this story.

So, if you don't know the dragons yet, here is the list and their features...

•Magic - Spike Daxul [Dragon]
•Fire - Razrike Firestorm [Dragon]
•Electricity - Silvreus “Gigawatt” Litebolt [Dragon]
•Water - Sapphire Whirlwater [Dragoness]
•Ice - Arya Krystal [Dragoness]
•Wind - Fayfel Argon [Dragoness]
•Silvreus' Trainer - Maximillius Anakluzmøs [Dragon] ; Metal.
•Draconia's Tyrant - Ephixüs Daxul [Dragon] ; Hybrid.
•Draconia's Previous Lord - Aohlus Rii’Xek [Dragon] ; Wind.
•Ephixüs’ Best Commander - General Zodd Tyne [Dragon] ; Metal, Lightning and Magic hybrid.

Sorry for careless mistakes. Arya and Fayfel were with Spike, Silvreus and Max. They didn't show up a lot because they were set as a background character. They didn't get captured in Ponyville along with Sapphire and Razre. My apologies for the confusion.

Forethoughts

Chapter 9

“Forethoughts”

[Spike's Point of View]

Silvre stood by the Bloodline, looking at his reflection. I sat beside the lightning drake, trying to come up with a way to comfort him.

“Spike,” Silvre spoke softly. “I… I don't know what to believe anymore.”

I remained silent.

“What do you think?” he asked.

I thought carefully before responding. “I think that I must accept who my parents are. It's surprising enough to believe that I am over a millennia old.”

Silence.

I turned my head to the entrance of the room. I heard claws hitting the stone floor. Maximillius came running and entered the room breathing heavily.

“Silvreus, Spike. The Prophecy,” he gasped out. “It's finally true!”

Silvre quickly stood up. “What? Are you sure?”

“I'm afraid it's true. Come on,” Max beckoned us to follow him through many hallways. I wondered how Max knew where every room was since everything was like a maze in his cave.

We were soon facing a wall. “Why are we here?” I asked.

Max ignored me and placed his claw on the surface of the wall. He then spoke in Dra’Voltn.

“Rneitn tnhei phhnuiphheiknei bhei hneifneiairneikh,” he said as a golden aura appeared from Maximillius' claw and seeped in the wall. Nothing was heard.

“Umm… what happened?” I asked. “Just be patient,” Silvre replied.

A click was heard as the stone wall shuddered. A crack was then heard as the stone wall opened by themselves.

Inside, everything was made of precious metals. Rubies, Diamonds, Sapphires, Amethysts, Onyx, Emeralds, Silver, Bronze and other gems laid in the filled chests. My mouth was watering from the delectable stones but Max snapped me out of my trance.

“Here, have this,” he gave me a fairly large emerald for me. “Thanks!” I replied before biting on the gem. He chuckled and told me to not eat the other gems. He then offered Silvre an sapphire.

“Thanks, Max but I'll pass,” the electric drake said.

After I ate my gem, I asked Max where was the prophecy.

“Right here,” he said as he pulled the manuscript out of nowhere.

“You had the prophecy with you the whole time?”

“No,” he replied nonchalantly. “I simply removed it from there,” he pointed to a statue of a chrome dragon that had its wings flared out and its maw open, as if the chrome dragon was about attack us with its fire.

“Now, the prophecy…” he said. “It can only be opened by the six main pure, primary elements.”

“That would be water, fire, wind, lightning, ice and magic,” I responded.

“That's correct, Spike. The six main primary elements are the ‘building blocks’ of every living thing,” he looked at the scroll and then back at us.

Maximillius exhaled deeply. “The Prophecy of Elek’ro is not known by every dragon. There are many rumors but they are all false. Spike, you are probably the only dragon that can reveal its secrets to dragon kind,” he passed me the scroll. “You may unfurl it when you are ready.”

I could tell from the expressions of Maximillius and Silvreus that the Prophecy of Elek’ro was sacred. I hesitated but then began to open the ancient scroll. Once I opened the scroll, words in the ancient draconic language appeared. I read the first few lines out loud…

Shiexih vhiernrn tnhnaifneirn tnui tnhei huikaei uihf uihf tnhei Knhneiaitnuihnsh…

“‘Six will travel to the home of the Creators,’” I translated. “Any idea on what it means?”

“‘Six will travel,’ that means that six dragons will go to the ‘Home of the Creators,’” Silvreus explained. “I believe ‘The Creators’ are the six dragons that created Gaia, the Earth.”

I nodded and read the next few lines.

…ainakh shairnrn hfienakh tnheieihn khuikaaiiena.

“‘And shall find their domain,’” I translated.

“We must find the Creators’ symbolic territories,” Silvre said.

“What is a symbolic territory?”

“A symbolic territory is a domain that represents your element. For example, Sapphire's element is water and her territory is the sea. My element is lightning and my territory is the sky. There are some elements that share the same domain like wind and lightning,” Silvreus explained.

“Okay, so we must find all of the Creators’ domains to find some kind of ancient power, right?” I concluded.

“Basically,” Silvre stated dryly.

I read the next few lines…

Vhheihneifneihn eioioi sheieik, tnheiei aihnei aiphaihntn, bhhnienajeienaje huipheirneishshnaeishsh vhietnhiena.

“Wherever you seek, they are apart, bringing hopelessness within.”

“‘Wherever you seek, they are apart?’ Does it mean that the Creator's domains aren't in the same area?” Silvre thought out loud. “And what does ‘Bringing hopelessness within’ mean?”

“I don't seem to get that verse but by the name of the Knhneaitnuihnsh, I hope you are correct,” Maximillius prayed.

Silvreus signaled me to read on.

Tnhei Rnaishtn Rneijeeinakhaihnei Khhnaiknuinaieaina shairnrn knrnaiieka tnheiiehnsh uihn pheihnieshh oinarneihn tnhei Tneihnainanaei, hfuihneifneihn bhhnienajeienaje knhaiuish.

I paled. “The Last Legendary Draconian shall claim theirs or perish under the Tyranny, forever bringing chaos,” I translated for the final time.

The room was silent until Silvreus broke the tension.

“As far as I know, there is no ‘Legendary Draconian.’ Even if there was, how would they bring eternal chaos?”

“Wait,” Maximillius muttered. “Last Legendary Draconian… Ephixüs… Tyranny… eternal chaos… Oh no!” he said while he looked at me.

“What?” Silvreus and I asked Max.

“Spike, YOU might be the Last Legendary Dragon destined to defeat the Tyrant of Draconia. If you fail, you will plunge all of Draconia into chaos,” he said gravely.

I stood there, staring at him. “How do you know I'm the Last Legendary Draconian?”

Max shook his head. “I don't, it's my theory. If my memory serves me right, the Last Legendary Draconian would be the last dragon to host the pure Element of Magic. You are currently the only dragon I know that carries the Element. I have one object that may be able to tell us if you really are the Last Draconian.”

The golden drake walked to the wall that was behind me and touched different places of it. Every time he tapped the surface of the wall, golden inscriptions of the draconic hieroglyphics, appeared on the quartz wall.

After what seemed for about three minutes, the walls shook and moved apart. Max stepped inside and came back a few seconds later holding an obsidian breastplate that had six orbs engraved into them around an empty large circle.

“This armor,” he said as he showed me the obsidian breastplate. “I have not given it to many generations. It is called ‘Xihrnrnoish,’ or Xillus. This is not your typical draconic armor. This suit carries powerful magic that only the user can unleash. Beware, it may be powerful but it does not mean that any dragon can wear it. If the the armor accepts you, the armor will give you it's powers and become a part of you, however, if it doesn't, you will slowly disintegrate to nothing,” he said gravely.

I looked at the breastplate. The piece of armor was glinting from the light of the torches.

I shouldn't do this. It could kill me but if I don't, all of Draconia will suffer from Ephixüs’ chaotic reign…

I looked at Silvre and he looked at me. “Don't do it, Spike,” he said softly. I frowned. “I don't want to lose you.”

I sighed. “Silvre… I have to. If I don't, all of Draconia will suffer from Ephixüs’ reign and I don't want that to happen. This is for the best.”

“No, it isn't,” he said, his voice quivering. “We can fight Ephixüs with our other Elements.”

“I already made a choice…” I grabbed the armor from Max's claws and held it in my paws.

I looked back at Silvre, who had a sad look on his face. “Then I wish you good luck. May the Creators be with you, brother.”

I hesitated into putting on the breastplate. I put it around my shoulders and suddenly, the locks of the armor quickly shut themselves tight. Suddenly, I felt as if I had many thorns. The pain was getting to the point where it was unbearable. I dropped to my knees and then to the floor.

“Spike!” Silvreus yelled and ran to help me, only to be stopped by Maximillius. “No, Silvreus. The formation is almost complete.”

I saw my arm's scales start to slowly change from purple to a jet black. The pain soon subsided to nothing…

“Spike, are you okay?” Max asked.

I opened my eyes and saw everything more clearer, shaper and in more detail. I stood up and felt myself be lighter, agile and with more energy.

Max and Silvre backed up. “Spike, are you okay?” Max repeated with a slight hint of fear.

“Yes,” I replied in a very deep, rich baritone voice that didn't belong to me.

“Do you remember who your siblings are?”

“They are Razrike Firestorm, Sapphire Whirlwater, Ayra Krystal, Fayfel Argon and Silvreus Litebolt,” I replied instantly while also wondering how I knew their full names.

“Do you remember who you are?” Max asked.

Instantly, flashbacks and memories of my past came to my mind in a flash, sharper and in full detail than before. “I am Spike Daxul, the Last Draconian to bear the Pure Element of Magic.”

Then, a light came out of the large, blank orb. It shined out white before a green lightning bolt appeared in it.

“A green lightning bolt? What does that mean?” I asked.

“That is not a green lightning bolt. It is a green ‘S’, implying that it is your permanent initial and emblem,” Max said. “Other than that, you took some new features.”

I raised a brow at that. I then summoned a large mirror and saw my reflection. I saw that almost all of my scales were black, except for my stomach, which was dark green scales. My spines were dark green as well but what really caught my attention, were my wings. They were black scaled with scales that were pointed very sharply at the edges, making it seem as if I had daggers at the edges of my wings. The appendages of my wings amazed me the most. Instead of having green scales as my appendages, I had dark, black smoke, making it seem as if I had a part of the galaxy in my wings.

My new features didn't stop there. I had golden eyes that were more slitted than before, sharper and longer claws, more spines and spikes on my tail and more body toned.

“Impressive,” I muttered. “What else can I do with this?”

“You can do almost anything with the Xillus armor as long as you use your Element,” the golden drake said.

“What do you mean by ‘As long as you use your Element?’”

“It means that as long you use your Element of Magic, you will be fine. You'll probably master the other Elements later on.”

“I have other Elements?” I asked, bewildered.

“Yes, child but you cannot use them. The only way to use them is for a dragon with that Element to give you its powers and give you full access to that Element. If the dragon does not accept to give up its powers to you and you use that Element, you will most likely suffer from immediate energy drainage. If you still continue to use that Element, you will most likely die,” Max stated.

I nodded and made a mental note to remind that. “Anything else that I can do?”

“Well,” Max said while rubbing his chin with his claw in thought. “I can think of two more abilities that you can do.”

“What are they?” I asked eagerly.

“You may be a bit better in combat and you might be able to transform to some living organisms under some circumstances.”

“Be better in combat and can transform? I want to test that. Silvre, throw me a javelin or something,” I said, challenging myself to test my limits.

Silvre looked at his trainer and he nodded in approval. He summoned a small lightning bolt and hurled it at me.

Time seemed to slow down as I kept my focus on the bolt. I saw it slowly move towards me and I simply sidestepped at the last second. Once the bolt passed by me, time became normal.

“Just one bolt? Come on Silvre, I know you can do better,” I said while making a smug expression.

Silvreus grinned deviously. The silver drake created three glowing spheres of charged electricity that radiated lightning around them, thus, making the air sizzle and hiss with charged ozone. Suddenly, six lightning bolts shot out of one of the glowing spheres. Time once again slowed down and calculated where they were going to hit. The first bolt was deflected with my magical shield. The second and third bolt I had to side-flip to the left to successfully dodge the last two.

“Alright,” he said with a wry smile. “Let's see how you handle this!”

He threw the electric charged spheres at me while he also summoned many six feet long electric javelins. As they headed towards me, my instincts kicked in. The first three electric javelins came at me and I ducked, front-flipped and dropped to the marble floor. The next eight javelins were dodged by me making a long and high backflip. The spheres were next and I destroyed each one by summoning three, sharp stygian metallic daggers. They impaled the charged spheres and exploded with an electric blast radius of five feet.

While I was thinking on what to summon next, without thinking, I accidentally made General Ignus’ sword appear.

“Well… crap.”

With a four foot sword that was held between my claws, I blocked the first three bolts. I spun the sword clockwise rapidly with my telekinesis and fired the end of the sword with my green fire. As the sword spun faster and faster, the sword became a blur of green light. The bolts hit the spinning blade and caught on the sword. Every time a bolt impacted with the sword, the sword would gain new blurs of colors. The last bolt that was directed towards me exploded violently as I threw the spinning sword at the last bolt.

“Well… there goes my only sword I ever had,” I mumbled under my breath.

“Spike, that was incredible! How did you manage to dodge all of my attacks?” Silvre asked bewildered.

I nonchalantly shrugged.

Without warning, my scales turned back to purple and green. I felt as if my whole body had carried an adult sized dragon on my shoulders.

“Hmm… it reverted back to your previous state,” Max said.

Before I could say anything, a red hue of smoke appeared from nowhere to form a scroll. As I read its contents, I began to worry…

Spike,

Ponyville was invaded by dragons under the command of General Zodd. They took Sapphire and me as captives. I do not know of your friend, Twilight's whereabouts. By the time you read this manuscript, we will be imprisoned in a city in Draconia called Kieás.

- Razrike Firestorm

Element of Pure Fire

“What does the scroll say, Spike?” Maximillius asked.

“My friends are imprisoned.”