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They were beaten. The foolish elements of Harmony were beaten by the last being they would ever suspect to face them. Even the great Princess Luna fell to my power. All that are left are the boy and I. The being with so much power that just thinking about it gives me shivers. The being who hopes to capture my own heart just by being himself; doing so many little things to make me happy. Such a gentledrake. And you're all mine.
Mine: Such a simple word that many ponies know. It is a word of caution to those who dare wish to understand the true definition. "Mine" is a word that brings not only pain and sorrow, but also lust, passion and sometimes love to somepony who needs it.
It’s often the same for either sex, but the means of getting there is quite different.
Take my former self for example: I ran a successful business and helped others along the way. My business was booming even in places far from my hometown; yet, despite my success, I had no lover of my own. A being that would love me for who I was inside and out. Then you arrived and did just that, but the pathway we took to love was a long one considering our age differences. However, minor things like age can be overlooked if the love for each other is strong like a diamond.
Ah… A diamond is one way to describe our relationship. It sparkles when it shines in the sunlight, is clear as water and its rougher edges can be a delight in the bedroom.
Thinking like that makes me feel rather warm… Hmmm… Yes… Like that, my darling…
No I must not think of those nasty thoughts! He's my friend… My friend…
You can’t begin to imagine what’s it like living alone with only your work to keep you busy and a pet that barely appreciates the things you do for it.
No, you can’t believe how tiresome it is to go to bed each night and tease yourself with dreams of the life you wish you could have. The house that you have, the success that you gain over your work and the fame you acquire is nothing compared to the loneliest of one’s heart. The fulfillment of joy when feeling one's lover's arms around you praising your beauty. That can never be truly yours.
No, you don’t know what I truly wish to own as mine.
No, he’s my friend… my…
Mine: A word that’s more a curse than a gift to anyone who says it. It is a sin for people of any culture to keep things for themselves instead of giving to others. Things that others could use. Still, I've learned a lesson or two being with something so generous that she wouldn’t know the true meaning of the word "greed." Yet she does have a taste for it. Such greed that it makes me feel like a true beast. The way she taunts me with her looks in style and grace, it takes all of my own self-control not to ravage her each time we meet.
She is the forbidden fruit of my life and I can never have her. We are just too different for it to happen.
I have to focus! She needs to be saved from the dark power within her…
She makes things so difficult. The way she sways her hips and “accidentally” drops her work on the floor. Truly a sight to behold with so much to take in that it takes all my willpower to ignore it.
My hints were not getting through, so a more direct approach was needed. I asked you to stay after and help me finish my work for today so that before the day was done I would have seduced you. You have so much potential and you waste it all away by assisting that foalish mare… that foalish mare who wouldn’t know a good time if it hit her in the behind.
I show myself to you, and you look away in shame. I turn towards you to see you looking down at the floor. “What’s wrong?” I ask. You don’t answer. I say, “I know you’re worried, but I truly trust you.”
You turned towards me and said, “It’s not about trust, it’s really about where do we go next after this? Is there still an us?”
“An us?” I asked.
“Is there any chance for us to form… a relationship?” You told me as I looked at you with a confused stare. After a few moments of silence pass, you then said. “Forget it, I just shouldn’t have…”
Then I hold you against me. Clutched your face to mine and kissed you with all passion I have for you. After the kiss you stared at me as I asked you, “Does that answer your question?” After you slowly nodded yes, I asked you, “Would you like to try again?”
“Yes,” you told me. “But this time wear this…”
You put that Ruby Necklace on me again, and somehow deep within me I can recall such a piece of fine jewelry. He gave this to me…me…when he wanted it for himself.
I decided to show you myself again. My former self. I felt that you at least deserved that.
“Rarity,” you said to me.
I didn’t know where this courage came from, but she decided to speak to you. “Spike. My gentledrake, my true knight in shining armor… my true friend. You’re the only one who truly understands me.”
You tried to say something but decided not to. Perhaps you were shocked as my face returned to its former state as she momentarily threw off the shackles of my power. “You look confused darling, but let me explain things first and then you can talk, Okay?” You nodded acquiescently. “You see darling, you and I are the same: alone and afraid. We are creature full of greed, but you chose to fight against your instincts, while I balance mine with generosity. Still, here we are, slaves to our vices instead of our virtues. Who will miss us, truly? Look at our friends, all of them successful in their own ways, but between the two of us, we’re trapped in our own rhythm. Never truly free. Always destined to be alone in life.”
“Never…free,” you said.
Your eyes turned hazy, and I knew I had you under my spell. “Yes, Spike,” I said. “Never free. Think about what would happen when you got older and set out to live on your own, leaving me… alone.”
A moment of quiet came between us. “Then why are you holding on to a unicorn like her, when you could have a dragon like me?” you asked softly.
I was taken aback by this bold suggestion and transformed back into my true form. ” Whatever do you mean darling?” I asked you with a tinge of annoyance in my voice.
“I know the real Rarity, and while that may sound like her, it isn’t her I see in your eyes,” you stated firmly as the haze left, leaving a face full of anger. “It’s you… why have a pony’s body, when you can have a being like me? I’m full of magic, I live for a long time, and I grow larger the greedier I am. You want true power, then try me on for size.”
“Clever little dragon,” I said. “But how do I know you’re not tricking me out of this mare’s body?”
”Because I, too, know what’s like to be alone,” you said calmly, “You’re right about me being a loner and never having a true love. You were right about me forever being an outcast. Everypony was right. I’ll never win her heart. She deserves somepony better. Not a dragon like me that would literally drag her down. So go ahead and take me. With my own brand of power, you would be unstoppable. I’m tired of being a loveless second rate assistance. I’m tired of being looked down upon, disrespected. I’m tired of it all. So just take it all away…”
After a few moments of pondering, I said with a cruel smile, “Fine, I will leave this pitiful unicorn for a body with much more… power.”
“Just allow me the chance to speak to her… one last time,” you said in a defeated tone.
My vision cleared, and I saw the wretched beast leaving my body and entering yours. I saw you staring at me with both sadness and pity. That…thing had made me listen to everything that was said between him and her. Everything.
“Spike…” I said, heart heavy and sick.
”It’s okay, Rarity,” you said with an equal amount of emotion. “You’re free now… free to do whatever you want. Free to have everything you need. You’re free…”
“No...No...No…” I cried, tears escaping my eyes unbidden.
“Just do me a favor…watch after Twilight for me, okay,” you said, head dipped.
Soon the power was flowing through you and your body convulsed. I knew it was ripping you apart, though you tried to control it... to release the others so that they could end this once and for all.
I felt hooves steps coming towards me. They saw the two of us together. Twilight tried to approach us, but the power you wielded was too great.
“Twilight…” you said, choking with strain. “Hurry…. Hurry up and blast me away. I don’t know how long I can hold this back!”
But Twilight couldn’t do it. She was in shock, terrified and overwrought that her closest friend was being overtaken by the forces of darkness and nightmares. She just couldn’t do the deed.
The rest of the girls watched in awe and fear as you grew in size and they couldn’t do anything about it. Not if it meant hurting their friend. Even the normally cocksure Rainbow Dash found herself at a loss before you.
A dark blue light appeared and engulfed you. The hardened steps of Her Royal Highness, Shepherdess of the Moon, and former inhabitant to the Nightmare powers, Princess Luna, looked onward with both determination and a hint of sadness within her.
“Foul creature,” she said tightly, “Thou wilt bother my subjects no more.”
Her power was in full force and soon another light appeared and the Princess of the Sun, herself, appeared beside her sister. “Now Sister,” Luna said upon noting her sister standing at her side. “Let us vanquish this abominable beast once and for all.”
The two alicorn sisters used all of their might to blast back the creature of darkness away. They banished it far away from even the moon’s surface and outward into the depths of space. All while my friends and I saw you, our best friend, corrupted and blasted away by the rulers of our land.
The princesses Celestia and Luna looked upon us, broken and scarred. As the scenery around us came crashing down, we found we were paralyzed with grief.
Using what was left of her power, Princess Celestia teleported us all back to Ponyville,
Leaving the heartbreaking sacrifice of the noble dragon that loved us all more than any gem that could be possibly offered a dragon supposedly born to greed. It was because we six mares were your friends, and no other creature was going to take that away from you.
Author's Note
Finally got this story done.
Still, I guess I owe you all an explanation on the story. I wrote this story as an idea of showing what would happen if Spike was able to save Rarity from the Nightmares, but at the cost of his own life....
There maybe an aftermath one-shot or two, but that depends on how you readers will take the storyline like this. Still, tell me what you truly think of it.
Note: The story has been re-edited thanks to fellow writer BICO.
