Author's Note

I am VERY sorry you guys had to wait for this chapter way too long. Hopefully, you guys will enjoy this chapter... hoping that it was worth the wait.

All Elemental dragons…

• Spike Dragul - Element of Celestial Magic [His name will be later explained…]

• Razrike Firestorm - Element of Fire

• Silvreus “Gigawatt” Lightbolt - Element of Electricity

• Sapphire Whirlwater - Element of Water

• Arya Krystal - Element of Ice

• Fayfel Argon - Element of Wind

The Draconic Alphabet

A - "Ai"
B - "Bh"
C - "Kn"
D - "Kh"
E - "Ei"
F - "Hf"
G - "Je"
I - "Ie"
L - "Rn"
M - "Ka"
N - "Na"
O - "Ui"
P - "Ph"
Q - "Qu"
R - "Hn"
S - "Sh"
T - "Tn"
U - "Oi"
V - "Fn"
W - "Vh"
X - "Xih"
Z - "Zuh"

Vision [Gore]

Chapter 7

“Vision [Gore]”

[Spike's Point of View]

“Spike, where have you been!?”

Twilight screamed at me.

“Do you have ANY idea how worried sick I was?”

Again, I shifted my gaze towards the floor sheepishly.
“Well, you see - ”

“What are you up to Spike?” the lavender alicorn mare asked me sternly.

“Well,” I began. “Do you remember dragons attacking me for no reason?”

She thought about it. “Yes,” she replied. “What about it?”

“I was about to captured but then a dragon saved me.”

Her expression softened. “Thank Celestia you're okay.”

Silvre Lightning tapped me on the shoulder. “Sapphire's coughing up blood,” he whispered. My eyes widened. “Where is she and the rest?” I whispered back. “On top of this tree, hidden from sight,” he replied.

“Twilight, could you heal one of my friends?” I asked.

“Who in particular?”

“A dragon.”

“What's wrong?” the Alicorn asked worriedly.

“She's coughing up blood from a wound that she received from metal debris,” I replied.

“Where's the dragon?”

“On top of the library.”

“What?” Twilight deadpanned.

“Just… can you heal her?”

“I don't know but I'll try.”

I snapped my fingers and Sapphire and the rest of the other dragons were teleported to the inside of the library. The cobalt dragoness was lying on the couch, clutching her left side and breathing heavily.

“Wha…? Were am I?” Sapphire asked in a ragged voice.

“Don't overexert yourself Sapphire,” I said.

She coughed up more blood. “Why… not?” she was wheezing by now.

“You can't breathe right. You'll die from the lack of oxygen.”

Twilight saw Sapphire grabbing her left side very tightly. “Are you injured right there?” she asked while pointing her hoof at the bloody spot.

The dragoness simply nodded. Sapphire let go of her left side and both Twilight and I saw a deep gash. The wound was leaking out a small stream of blood and was starting to swell up.

“This is bad,” Twilight mumbled as she examined Sapphire's wound.

She cast a spell over Sapphire to allow her to see the dragoness' insides. What she saw caused her to grimace. She saw that her left lung was busted and it was causing her to cough up blood.

“Your left lung has a hole. The metal shard must have been very sharp to pierce through your scales,” Twilight explained.

Sapphire whimpered, fearing that she may die from blood loss.

“Is there anything you can do Twilight?” I asked.

“Like I said before, I don't really know. I could try casting the interior injury spell but I don't know if it will work. Plus, she's resistant to magic like any other dragon,” Twilight said worriedly.

“Please try,” I begged.

The lavender Alicorn nodded. “But first, I'll need to cast a drowsiness spell on her so that she won't feel any pain.”

I looked at Sapphire and she looked back at me with a hurt expression on her face. I nodded at Twilight to continue.

Twilight tried to cast the spell on Sapphire but she couldn't cast the spell on the dragoness.

“I can't use the spell on her,” Twilight responded defeatedly.

“Here,” I put my claw on Twilight's shoulder. “I'll transfer energy.” Twilight once again tried to cast the spell while I transferred my energy to her.

Sapphire started to get drowsy and she was closing her eyelids slowly. “Sapphire, count from one and don't stop,” I told the cerulean dragoness.

“1,” she began.

“2, 3, 4, 5… 6.”

Her counting was slowing down, meaning that the spell was taking effect.

“7… 8… 9…… 10.”

She was getting slower and slower until…

“11…… 12……… 13……… 14,” she stopped counting.

I slapped her on the face. No reaction.

“She's unconscious,” I told Twilight. “What now?”

“I'll need to receive a little more of your energy and then I can fix her left lung,” the Alicorn replied.

I put my claw on Twilight's shoulder, again and I transferred my energy to her so that she could perform her spell. I saw Twilight surround Sapphire in her lavender aura and then the aura changed to blue. Sapphire's body started to glow and suddenly, a bright light started to diminish. The spell was successfully done.

Twilight was sweating and so was I. My energy was taken away and I felt like I was going to pass out any minute. I checked Sapphire's left side to see if she was bleeding. Not a scar or any bleeding. I checked Sapphire's breathing as well and found out she was breathing regularly.

I looked at the other drakes and they stared back at me. “Why are you all looking at me like that?” I asked.

“It's just that…” Razre stuttered.

“I have performed advanced magic. Yeah I know. Cool ain't it?” I finished.

Razre just shook his head while Silvre simply smiled.

“I gotta go to sleep,” I announced out loud and I started to walk towards my room that was built into the stairs. I then stopped. Where were the other dragons going to spend the night?

“Twilight, we might need to make more beds,” I said flatly.

Twilight, on the other hoof, was still inspecting Sapphire's features just in case she did something wrong.

“Huh? Oh yeah,” she replied sheepishly before lighting up her horn and making three new beds. She put them close to my room's door, hopefully, I won't trip and fall.

“I'll be in my room if any of you need me or Spike. I need to finish my assignments,” and with that, Twilight teleported into her room.

Razre sat on a bed and lied there, feeling the softness of the bed. “Nice,” he commented before the drake dozed off. Silvre sat on his bed looking at the dragoness.

“What are you thinking of Silvre?” I asked.

He sighed. “We're going to fight many times…”

“What do you mean?” I asked curiously.

“We're supposed to go to Draconia but we would need armor and weapons to fight our way over there,” he explained. “Furthermore,” he added. “We only have four Draconic Elements. We only have Magic, Fire, Lightning and Water. To complete the Elements we must find a pure wind dragon and a pure ice dragon.”

“What if we don't find the last two elements?” I asked timidly.

He looked at me with pity. “Then we would all eventually be executed,” Silvre said in a soft, sorrowful tone.

“Our powers are not complete and that will result in our strengths to weaken, right?”

“Correct.”

I was in deep thought. If we were to travel to Draconia, we would battle most of the time. Our strengths would weaken and then we would easily be captured. We would need to find two pure ice and wind dragons that will be able to assist us on getting to our destination. I stopped my train of thought as I started to get sleepy.

I started to walk to my room until Silvre called out to me. “Where are you going Spike?” the lightning dragon asked.

I turned around to face him. “I need to study on something,” I replied in a monotone voice.

“May I ask what?” he asked quietly.

I exhaled slowly. “I'm going to try to learn the draconic language.”

“Do you mind if I help you?” he asked.

I scratched the back of my head while also trying trying to think. “Umm… sure,” I replied.

I opened the door of my room and walked inside. Once inside, I looked at my somewhat large but comfortable room. It felt really welcoming and inviting to me. I walked to my bookshelf and tried to find the book that explained about the draconic language. After finding the book, I glanced at Silvre, who had been sitting on my bed.

I held out the book for him to see. “Found it,” I announced quietly.

“Okay,” he said a bit wearily. “Let's start.”

I flipped to the first page and saw draconic hieroglyphics. I looked at the first glyph, wondering what it meant.

“Let's start with the basics,” he announced. “The alphabet of Dra’Voltn is fairly simple but there are a few parts where you may not understand what I'm trying to teach you.”

I nodded.

“Okay then, let's begin!”

It was past way past midnight. My eyes started to droop from the lack of sleep. Silvre was still teaching me on Dra’Voltn after four hours and I tried to stay awake.

“Okay, your draconic name is ‘Shphiekei,’” he taught me. “Do you know what MY name in Dra’Voltn is?”

I thought for a second, gathering my thoughts about what I learned from the past four hours.

“It's… uhh.”

I tried to focus and attempted to translate Silvre's name in Dra’Voltn.

“It's… ‘Shiernei.’”

The silver scaled drake with golden spikes chuckled lightly at my attempt.

“Not quite Spike,” he said. “It's ‘Shiernfnhnei.’ You forgot the ‘r’ and ‘v’ in my name.”

“Well, it's kinda hard to learn another alphabet in four hours,” I yawned.

“True,” Silvre replied softly.

I started to get even more sleepy and I closed my eyes.

“Let's go to sleep, you need it,” he said chuckling to himself lightly.

“Yeah, sleep sounds good,” I said as another yawn escaped my maw.

I lied down on my bed and curled up into a spiral. I looked at the silver scaled dragon leave.

“Goodnight Silvre,” I mumbled softly.

“Goodnight Spike. Hneishtn,” he replied back softly as he close the door and I went to a deep slumber.

[In Spike's Dream]

The sky was orange and dark clouds covered the heavens. Meteorites were falling as far as my vision could see and the town lay in ruins… but why?

I looked around and saw many ponies fleeing from the ruins of Ponyville. I was going to visit the town until I saw a meteorite that was going to fall onto a young, dark cerulean pegasus pony with a azure mane. I instinctively put a green force field and a barrier of diamonds around the field. The meteorite impacted with my barrier and field. A huge explosion occurred, chunks of stone flew in every direction. If it weren't for my claws on my feet, I would have been thrown back a good distance.

I subsided my spells and looked at the little pegasus. The little creature was terrified at what happened so fast. “What was that?” the pony asked in a high quivering voice, indicating that the pegasus was a filly.

“A meteorite was about to fall on you and I put a protective field around you,” I replied softly. “Are you okay?”

“Yes and thank you for saving my life!” the filly happily exclaimed with a beaming smile.

“No problem. What's your name little one?”

She looked at me with her violet eyes before responding, “Darkstar Crescent.”

“Well, Darkstar, what happened to Ponyville?”

Her beautiful eyes began to swell up with tears. “Those flying rocks have started falling from the sky. I don't know what's happening and…” she sobbed.

My heart sunk. Something terrible happened to her or someone she cared.

“There, there. Everything is alright,” I coaxed to the filly. I pulled her into my chest and she cried harder. After what felt like five minutes, her cries subsided.

She looked up at me with a sad expression. “Can you help me find my parents?”

I looked at Ponyville, still burning. “Sure,” I replied hesitantly.

She leaped and started running into Ponyville. “Come on!” she called out to me.

I had to fly to catch up to her. While I was flying, I heard a faint flapping sound. I ignored it and kept focusing on catching up to the filly but it still kept getting louder until I heard a baritone voice call out to me.

“Spike!”

I turned my head slightly to the left and saw nothing. I turned my head to the right and saw a silhouette of a dragon.

“Razre?”

The dragon breathed out red flames. “The one and only,” he smiled at me.

“Good to see you. What happened to Ponyville?”

“Well, it appears a dragon of high rank and power has come here to destroy you. I flew almost all of the town to find you but no luck until right now,” he explained. “Where were you anyways?” he asked.

“A filly by the name of Darkstar was about to be crushed by a meteorite. I am following her to help find her parents,” I replied.

“You have to kill that dragon before it kills any more ponies.”

“I can't,” I simply said.

“Why not?”

“I have to help the filly find her parents.”

“I'll take care of it, now can you go?”

I sighed. “Fine,” I replied coolly.

The filly stopped running and stared at a building, which I believed was her house.

“My… what? H-how? B-but…” Darkstar stuttered.

“Darkstar, I have to go. Razre will help you,” and with that, I left. I flew high into the air and tried to locate anything that could have caused the destruction of Ponyville.

Thunder was heard. I saw lightning hit something green in the distance. I descended to the ground to see what was happening. Suddenly, a cobalt blur hits me hard on the stomach and I crash into a nearby wall, cracks forming as I impacted.

“Who are you?” I heard the feminine voice of a dragoness snarl at me.

“I'm Spike,” I managed to choke out. I felt her grip loosen and I coughed.

“I'm sorry,” she said. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, a little bit dazed but I'll be fine.”

I took a good look at the dragoness. Sleek, slender body, three horns adorning her head, cerulean, sparkling eyes, wings, webbed feet and violet spikes.

I knew one dragoness that had all those characteristics and features…

“Sapphire?”

She looked at me in the eye.

“Yes?”

“Why did you attack me?”

She lowered her head in embarrassment. “I… I thought you were one of the other dragons,” she replied.

“Other dragons?” I asked.

“There is a dragon that is trying to kill you,” she said.

“Where's the dragon?”

“Well, umm…”

“Sapphire, where is the dragon?” I asked again in an irritated tone.

She sighed. “At the center of Ponyville.”

“Thank you.”

I turned, my back facing her and I flew to find the threat. I heard a roar through the darkness and smoke. Suddenly, I cried out in pain as a large, sharp draconic spike pierced through my right wing, blood flying everywhere.

I started to fall while losing control of my flying. I was doing many barrel-rolls and I soon got dizzy. I wasn't lucky and hit the earth, making a somewhat medium sized crater. I heard laughter behind my back and I tried to get up. I was soon enveloped by a dragon's tail around my waist and I was hoisted up to meet the dragon's face.

I faced… Silvre? It looked like him. Only taller and more older.

“Silvre?”

The dragon looked at me with a cruel glare. He roared with rage and gave me powerful blow to my face. I shook off my head and snarled at the dragon. “Who are you!?”

The dragon simply smiled cruelly. “I'm Ephixüs, the Hybrid of all draconic races! I will destroy you for making the prophecy a reality!”

I got thrown into the ground, making a crater that was 24 feet in diameter. I looked at the dragon that was slowly approaching and saw that he was much taller than Silvre and I combined! I estimated that he was about 60 feet tall, probably more.

I saw lightning hit a nearby tree, burning it immediately to ashes. Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck Ephixüs, only dazing him. The Hybrid dragon roared in rage.

“Show yourself, Shiernfnhneioish!”

A flash of lightning hit a rock and revealed Silvre with his wings flared out and a lightning bolt that was about 6 feet long. “I'm right here Ephixüs,” he said coolly.

“We meet again son,” Ephixüs said to Silvre.

I was shocked to find out Ephixüs was Silvre's dad. No wonder he looked a lot like Silvre!

“Silvre, he's your… DAD!?”

Silvre stiffened for a second before exhaling. Ephixüs laughed. “You haven't told your friend about me?”

“No I haven't and I don't plan to,” he replied venomously.

“How dare you disrespect me!” Ephixüs snarled. He blasted ice on us but unfortunately, I made a diamond wall emerge from the ground and barricade Ephixüs’ attacks. He easily destroyed it by smashing his claw on my wall. The diamonds shattered to nothing and we both flew in different directions.

Silvre's lightning javelin flew in the air and fell into the dirt. The silver drake shook his head, ran and tried to get his javelin back. Unfortunately, Ephixüs knew what his son was doing and zapped him with his electricity. Silvre sprawled on the floor, burnt on one side and limp.

Suddenly, I heard Silvre's voice inside my head…

You need to inject my electric bolt into Ephixüs…

I looked over at Silvre, who was crawling to get his bolt. Ephixüs was slowly advancing towards him, totally ignoring me as if I weren't here. My instincts took over and I dashed to grab Silvre's lightning bolt. Ephixüs swung his right claw at me in blinding speed but somehow, I managed to jump and spin at the right time. I got the bolt in my claws and I was about to launch it until I felt unbearable pain go through my chest. I looked down to see Ephixüs’ left claw go through me at incredible speed.

He slowly pulled his claw out of me and I collapsed on the dirt. I was laying on my side, watching the blood gush out like a waterfall in my chest. My sight and hearing became dull. The last thing I remembered was Silvre crying out my name in vain while Ephixüs laughed maniacally.

My vision then turned black…

[Spike's Point of View]

I awoke up, startled. Outside, the sun was casting its first rays of sunlight into the night sky. Within a few minutes, the sky would have a cobalt hue. I sighed in relief as I thanked Celestia for still being alive.

My mind kept thinking about my dream. I had died there and Silvre was holding a lightning bolt javelin that was about six feet. Was it a vision?

I heard a creak nearby. I slowly opened my door and I saw Silvre's face close to my door.

“What in Tartarus are you doing?” I asked flatly.

He started slowly back away until he stumbled and fell over. I merely faceclawed. The silver dragon stood again and looked over at me. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Uh… nice morning, huh?” He said.

I rolled my eyes. “You still haven't answered my question Silvre.”

The silver drake shifted uncomfortably for a second. “I was at your door… because…” he exhaled for along time.

He cursed in Dra’Voltn. “Khaikana Ietn. Spike, I was at your door because I had a dream in where you got killed by Ephixüs. I wanted to ask you if you were awake, though, I don't think I need to ask anymore…”

“I also had a dream… more like a vision of me fighting your father,” I said.

“My father?” he asked with curiosity. “You fought with Hnaiei Fnuihntneixih, Ray Vørtex?”

I got confused. “Is your father Ephixüs?” I asked.

He thought about it. His expression changed from confusion to uncertainty. “No,” Silvre replied. “My father is Ray Vørtex.”

I frowned. This vision made no sense. What did it mean? Was I going to die? Was this in the future? How could I prevent it? My mind was filled with many questions.

“In my vision,” Silvre began. “I saw this town in flames. Meteors hit from the skies and I saw no one around me. Then I saw you in the distance, confronting a colossal dragon. I appeared at the right moment with you and we fought the dragon. Unfortunately, you died by Ephixüs stabbing you with his claw. I tried to yell at you to throw the bolt but you fell on your side and you closed your eyes. I knew then that you had died.”

I sighed. “I… also had the same vision,” I confessed.

“But what does it mean?” Silvre asked.

“I don't know. I have no idea if this is going to happen or not,” I replied.

Silvre paced around my room, his tail swaying as he paced and thought. “We have to prevent this.”

“How?”

He thought some more until he snapped his claws. He had an idea. “My trainer can help us!” he exclaimed. “He can tell us if the vision will happen or not. He can also help you find out who your parents are.”

I was satisfied with the idea. It was worth a try. “That's good but where does your ‘trainer’ live?” I asked.

He grinned. “He lives in Drâköto.”

“And where would that be located?”

“It isn't. The only way to visit the city is through flight in the highest parts of Equestria.”

“We would have to FLY there?”

“Yes, why do you ask?”

I shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably. “Well you see… the higher we go into the atmosphere, the less oxygen we have to breathe. The less oxygen, the more risk of dying from air or burning up,” I concluded.

He simply chuckled. “May I remind you that Drâköto is ONLY for dragons? You won't burn up, we're fire resistant and Drâköto is surrounded by a magical field of oxygen and other gases,” Silvre assured. “There is nothing to worry about.”

I relaxed a little. “When do we go?” I asked.

“Right now,” the silver drake said. “It's best if we go right now than later.”

I nodded in confirmation. “Let's go,” I said. “Lead the way, Silvre.” We exited my room and reached the library's front door. We went outside and went into the cool morning. Ponyville wasn't awake at this hour, it was still around five in the morning.

I breathed in the cool, fresh morning air and smiled. I relaxed as Silvre and I walked through Ponyville's deserted roads. We reached the outskirts of Ponyville and saw ahead of us green, rolling hills.

Me and Silvre soon heard a flapping sound as we walked on the hills and plains. We ignored it but it seemed that it kept getting louder and louder until…

“UUUMMPPPHHH!”

Silvre and I got pinned to a huge boulder by two silhouettes. I tried to struggle but every time I did, the silhouette's grip tightened.

“Do not harm us. We mean you no harm,” a feminine voice silkily said to me.

“Release me,” I requested calmly.

“Certainly,” she released me. The sun now shinned behind her from over a hill. I soon saw that the silhouette was a dragoness! She had light blue and sleek black scales with white spines.

The most odd thing that I noticed about the dragoness, was that her wings were different from mine. While mine were leathery, her wings had shiny, polished, light blue crystals in them. The light of the sun bounced off her crystals, making the light break off into any different colors. I guessed that her element represented Ice. She also had rose colored eyes that seemed to have warmness and comfort to them. She was also slender and curvy, making her attractive, which was something that would make any male dragon fight to claim her.

“You're an Ice dragoness…” I said without thinking.

“Of course I am. I assume you are a magical dragon, correct?” the dragoness said.

“I am Spike, element bearer of Magic,” I replied.

“It is nice to meet you Spike! I'm Arya Krystal, element of Ice,” Arya said.

“Nice to meet you too but,” I looked at Silvre, who was still pinned by another dragoness. “Why did you press us against a huge rock?”

“Fayfel, release him,” the other dragoness did what Arya told her to do. “We suspected that you were ‘The Great Dragon’ of the prophecy,” she said in a serious tone.

“What makes you think that?”

Arya stepped closer to me. Before I could ask what she was doing, the dragoness pressed her index claw on my forehead. Instantaneously, I saw a vision of a much older version of myself standing amidst a deserted wasteland. I was dressed in full obsidian armor with an emblem of an “S” in my chestplate. I also had a platinum crown on top of my head with many gems and inscriptions in it and a platinum scepter that I held in my claws. In the distance, I saw dragons of all colors, sizes and features all looking at the older me and wearing the same obsidian armor and “S” inscription. Suddenly, the older me finally spoke up.

“My fellow dragons and dragonesses,” he started in a very booming, baritone voice. “It is time to end the tyranny of Draconia and to restore the harmony to these barren lands.”

The other dragons roared in agreement.

“Then let's destroy our pursuer,” he concluded.

The scene shifted from a crowd of dragons to a battle scene. Many dragons laid dead. Blood soaked the ground and bones were exposed to the air. The older me fought three different dragons at once. One dragon was approaching him with a sword in its claw. The older me simply pointed his palm at him and he instantly died from being frozen while battling the other three dragons.

The scene shifted again and I saw my older self trying to defeat Ephixüs, the tyrant of Draconia, in a throne room filled with gems and precious metals. The older me finally defeated him as he sent a dark fireball filled with dark magic at incredible speed at Ephixüs chest. The black fireball burned right though his armor and scales, leaving a hole in his body. His mouth dripped with blood as the tyrant of Draconia slowly died from the severe attack.

Slowly, the vision faded and I came back to reality. I saw Arya's index claw retract from my forehead.

“You are the one the prophecy speaks of,” she said softly.

I remained silent.

She exhaled. “Do you know who your parents are?”

“No,” I replied.

“You know,” Silvre spoke up. “We were going to where my trainer lives in Drâköto.”

“Is he Kaaixih-iekarnieoish?”

“Maximillius? Yes.”

“Ask him for the blood-line dates, they should be able to help Spike.”

“What's the ‘Blood-line Dates,’” I asked.

“Long story short,” Fayfel spoke up for the first time. “It will tell you who your parents are. Your brothers and sisters will also be told.”

I exchanged glances with Silvre. “Where do we go to Drâköto?” I asked.

“We'll lead you there. Come on every-dragon,” Arya said as she started to leave.

I began walking alongside Silvre towards the dragonesses. The sun was setting and it would soon be night. As the night finally took over the day, we stopped in front of a waterfall. Evergreen plants and trees were in plain sight. The water reflected a silvery color due to the moon's reflection on the water. We slept in an empty cave that was hidden behind the waterfall. As soon as I laid down on the cool surface of the cave, I slowly drifted into slumber.