Chapter 3

“Ragebreak [Gore]”

[Spike's Point of View]

I slowly began drifting into consciousness. My vision was beginning to focus and I took notice of my surroundings. It was night, probably midnight. I saw a dragon in obsidian armor that sat next to what seemed a cauldron. The dragon in armor was probably bigger than me and only showed his long grey tail and his black spikes through his armor. The dragon looked at me with those menacing, scarlet eyes.

“Ah, you're awake,” the dragon said in a steely, cold tone.

I wanted to move but I soon realized that I've been tied with chains that were… glistening? I've broken through chains before but these were impossible to break! The dragon with armor saw me struggling to break free and laughed.

“Stupid little idiot. You can't break free. Your feeble attempt at breaking those chains is just a waste of your energy.”

I growled and snarled at him. “What have you done to these chains?” The dragon gave me a smirk and gave me a hit in my stomach. My air was knocked out and I desperately gasped for oxygen. The drake chuckled before finally replying, “These chains… they're not made of metal. They're made out of special draconic stone that is located in Yir’kurr, north of Draconia. I am surprised that you don't know this…”

“Why… did… you… capture me?” I asked through my wheezing.

The armored dragon gave me another blow that was directed to my head. I felt groggy once I received the forceful hit and I struggled to keep my vision focused.

“DON'T ACT INNOCENT!” he shouted loudly at my face.

“Innocent? I'm not acting innocent!” I shouted back. I received another hit to my head, making me spit blood from my mouth.

“LIES!” he shouted, “You will never trick anydragon, especially me, General Ignus!”

I lifted my head and glared at him. Ignus just smirked.

“I admire your bravery but all that is in vain since you will be soon executed,” he said in a low, menacing tone.

“I haven't done anything,” I spat. The general looked at me and then turned around to walk near the cauldron.

“Such bravado as a dragon's last words but don't worry, you won't be the only one…” he said while snapping his fingers. Immediately, three other dragons dragged a black scaled and red spiked drake that was beaten severely and bleeding in many places.

“They captured me too,” said Razre through a ragged, cracked voice.

I stared in horror at Razre's condition. His crimson spikes were somehow bent and some even broken! He had many cuts and gashes that covered nearly all of his chest, stomach and head. Blood was spilling from his mouth and many other areas.

“RELEASE ME!” I roared with rage.

Ignus just chuckled and then came closer to me. He kneeled and came to eye level with me.

“It is so sad to see a brave dragon die,” the general said coldly.

“Then why don't you release me?” I snarled.

“You should know the answer,” replied the general casually.

My rage was building up, almost to its limit. If I couldn't keep it under control, I wouldn't be able to think properly to escape with Razre. My rage reached its limit when I heard Razre grunt from a hit from one of the general's dragon fighters.

“Haywyre, it's time for executing these two into the draconic acid. Kill Razre first,” commanded General Ignus.

Once I heard that command, I lost control of my rage and soon, my draconic instincts kicked in.

[Razre's Point of View]

This was my end. I was going to die in a cauldron filled with draconic acid. Haywyre, a yellow scaled dragon with orange spikes grabbed me by my chains and pulled on me. I struggled to not be dragged off by the dragon but I failed. I thought my end was near when I heard a loud shout.

Spike broke free of his chains and his eyes were glowing a vivid green. I knew at that moment that his draconic instincts had took their toll and that he let his rage control him. General Ignus barked orders to the dragons to defeat Spike.

What I saw next, was very unexpected. Jettix, a red scaled dragon with black spikes, ran to Spike, dagger on his hand. I thought for a second that Spike would die but instead, it was vice versa. Spike cut right through Jettix's neck with his bare claw, causing blood to fly everywhere and the head of the executed dragon to land right next to Spike. Haywyre recoiled back from Spike's simple but deadly move, knowing very well that he had no chance. The green dragon spotted Haywyre and tackled him down. Spike used his claws and dug them deep into Haywyre's scales, causing his victim to scream in agony while blood came pouring out. I directed my attention to the grey scaled General. He took out his bow and infamous toxic arrow and pointed it to Spike, just like he had done it in the town that was inhabited by ponies.

“Spike, look out!” I shouted to him.

The magical dragon reacted just in time. He picked up Haywyre's still alive carcass in blurring speed and held him in front of him. The toxic arrow hit Haywyre, killing the dragon instantly. He threw the carcass into the cauldron, dissolving under the powerful draconic acid.

There were now, two enemies left. General Ignus and Keosni, a cerulean scaled dragon with purple spines.

“Surrender dragon or die trying!” the General shouted to Spike.

Spike replied in a deep, steely, cold tone that wasn't his. It's as if I were hearing a more older version of him!

“I'd like to see you try.”

The General howled with anger and Keosni pulled out his commander's sword. It wasn't any other draconic sword, his sword had a double-edged sword that was crafted by the best silversmiths in Draconia. General Ignus' sword was bendable and it couldn't be broken by any other regular draconic sword. The one thing that I hated about his sword was that it had poison. The General loved Zar'puel poison, the most toxic, deadliest poison ever known to Draconia. He always used Zar'puel in all of his weapons.

Spike only had one weapon that he could use and that was magic. I hope he learned a lot from what the princess taught him. Keosni gave General Ignus his sword and the General wield it expertly. Spike showed no restraint and stood in a fighting position.

Ignus made the first move, swinging his sword at a blurring speed. Spike dropped flat and regained his composure in less than a second. The grey dragon then swung his sword again at him, only to find out that it was wrapped in chains. Spike pulled on the chains, making the General hold his sword tightly. The green and purple drake twisted the chains to make the toxic sword land on one of his claws. He soon succeeded as he pulled and twisted one of his chains left, resulting in the General to let go and the sword to spin while barely scraping his left claw. Immediately his left claw turned from grey to a shade of a very dark purple. Ignus howled in pain and used his right claw to get his sword.

“I've been poisoned! Keosni, the antidote!” Ignus commanded.

The cerulean scaled drake with purple spines ran with the antidote to aid his commander but he was soon killed as Spike used his magic to summon an obsidian dagger secretly and launched it with incredible force. The dagger went straight through the dragon, resulting in blood to start spilling from the wound and his mouth. Keosni, the last of the still-in-training fighters, died.

Now there were two dragons standing. Spike and General Ignus gave each other menacing glares that made me feel as if I was a baby dragon getting glares from an adult drake. I watched in awe as Spike used his dagger skillfully and dove under the General's attacks. The grey dragon in obsidian armor, charged forward while swinging his sword. Spike, on the other claw, did multiple backflips before springing up from a tree and land directly behind the General's back. I saw in a second, Spike enchanting his dagger and then throwing it with all his might at General Ignus. I was shocked to find out that the dagger broke through the General's obsidian armor and pierced him almost to the heart. The General hissed at Spike and pulled out the dagger from his body. He flung the dagger at him and Spike did a sidestep, avoiding the attack, not knowing that the dagger was curving and that it was coming at him.

“Spike!” I tried to yell, “Behind you!”

Spike saw the dagger coming towards him and he moved out of the way but he was too late. The dagger cut his right arm, making a huge gash from his claw to his elbow. Spike didn't flinch when he looked at his wound. Instead, he spat on the ground and used his magic to summon nine more daggers. He held the ten little daggers under his telekinesis aura. The General started backing away from Spike after seeing that Spike was a rare magical dragon.

“Y-you can use… magic!?” Ignus spat out.

Spike laughed manically and then answered in that deep, cold voice that sent shivers down my spine.

“Surrender,” Spike demanded.

“Never.”

“Then this is your end,” he replied.

He lifted the ten daggers and spun them until they became blurs in his telekinesis aura. He launched them and I closed my eyes as I heard a sickening PLOP. I reopened my eyes and saw the General's head on the grass while his body's blood and parts were all over the dirt. Spike picked up the remains of the deceased General and tossed them into cauldron. The acid dissolved the remains of the once undefeatable General Ignus. Spike picked up General Ignus' sword and put the blade in the acid. He removed the blade out of the cauldron and I was surprised that the blade didn't dissolve in the strong toxic. The blade was shining silver and he touched the blade…

His claw didn't get poisoned… but how? Probably the acid wiped away the poison? I'd have to ask him some other day. He came closer to me and he raised the sword…

“Crap,” I mumbled under my breath.

I closed my eyes and I thought that I was going to get killed by Spike until I heard a CLANG. I opened my eyes and saw that the chains were broken. I was free…

“Thank you for saving me Spike,” I said to him.

He helped me get up and he placed his claw on my shoulder. I was confused at what he was doing.

“Spike, what are you doing?”

“It should help you,” he replied calmly.

His claw began having a green aura around it. The green aura spread through my cuts and bruises. As soon as it ended, I felt better. Spike, on the other claw, was exhausted and gave me a weak smile before falling unconscious…

Author's Note

Lots of blood was spilled in this skirmish…
What do you guys think will happen next?