Bite Down, Don't let Go

Chapter Six: The Party that was meant to End (And never should Have Began)

I Princess Celestia,

Here by decree that the hyena known as Oberus will stay in Ponyville till the Elements of Harmony have deemed him worthy in the ways of friendship and has made friends of his very own that he be deemed socially acceptable to live in Equestria., that is my decree.

Those words turned gears in Oberus's head. Maybe the water works were unnecessary? He thought they were a good idea at the time but maybe  trying to fool the old hag was to much. Tapping a  jagged claw along The polished wood of  the tree waiting for Princess Celestia to leave, perhaps jimmy a window and run. The unicorns might hit him with a telekinetic spell/blast whatever. He needed to think this through. Maybe a little carnage was necessary? Or ' I could make friends?' 'Lie about it?' Alright options A,C first with b as the last resort. ' or kill myself?'

"No,no, definitely not" Oberus muttered.

"No what?" Oberus lurched from his laid position,  scrambling to his paws, eyes violently blinking. Glancing toward the voice Oberus almost gave into the urge to rip and tear asunder the small purple  Dragon that occupied the door way. Green oval spine jut out of the small reptiles head, Mohawk fashion trailing the curves along his back ending at a spade shaped tail. Dragons were on neutral listing in Spotted Hyena's book. The were solitary, violent when bothered, and tasted delicious.

Now he never went out killing Dragons. Oh no, that be rather stupid. He'd come across a sick adult a year or two into his exile (exile is the least part of punishment for attempting homicide on the future Queen, injuring her and crippling her brother his cousin in a berserker rage.) It  asked for company in its final moments. Oberus would have declined if not for the offer of where the Dragons horde was. Three days. THREE DAYS! It took for it to die. Well not die more like have its throat ripped out.. It talked the whole time, speaking of its siblings, and hatchlings, when and where it got pieces of its treasure trove.

            On the third day Oberus was tired, hungry and and dirt and rocks in his bandages that covered the right of his body (the other half of his punishment Marks of Dishonor. Basically skinning then burning the next layer to prevent healing. He solve that problem easily). The Dragon had raised her neck, coughing maybe the throes of death, Oberus wasn't taking any chances. Lunging quickly he-

"Hello?" Oberus shook rapidly, his body was racing, adrenaline had almost flooded through him. He concentrated on the hatchling. " You OK?" Raising an almost invisible eyebrow Oberus stared intently, sizing the  potentially fire breathing hazard in front of him. A polite Dragon? How taboo.

"I'm fine thank-" Oberus trailed. It took awhile for the Tiny Reptile to understand.

"Spike, I'm Spike the Dragon Twilight's assistant." Oberus felt his right eye twitch. So this....

"Your spike?" Stepping closer Oberus leveled crouching, low making himself eye to eye with this apprant librarian. He nodded happily  unwise of the growing tension. "Been here long?" Backing up Obe controlled his breathing. Killing some hatchling wouldn't help.

"I'm been with Twilight since she was a filly" Spike thought he heard a record scratch. Studying the hound like guest , Spike took note of the shrunken pupils, hackles on end, partially agape mouth, and shaking legs. It was almost like  he was violently ill.

"W-why are y-you so small" Oberus voice was low, as if whispered or choked.

" I'm a good size for a Dragon my age" he argued. Oberus seemed skeptical.

"I've met teenaged Dragons!"  The Hyena replied not hint of wavering.

Quick Flash Back

Oberus laid flat on his stomach fore legs in front parallel to each other, hind the same pointed back(duh). A female Dragon with pale red scales and hot pink frills sat on his back happily munching on Gems. Struggling vainly ,Oberus roared.

" Get off me Ember or so help ME!!!"

End

" Your small Bub" was the simple statement. Spike about to argue but suddenly gained a surprised look.

"What's wrong with your face?" He asked a quaver slipping into his voice. Swiping a digit under his right eye he lifted it up again. Fur and bits of skin adorned the tip. Oberus freaked. Steeling his nerves Oberus glanced over to Spike a confident smile eclipsed the worry that had streaked his face only moments before.

"Hey spike?"

"Y-yes?"

"I need a favor."

"Favor?"

"As a Friend." Oberus beamed a kinda toothy smile making sure the points of his teeth had not shown.

"F-friend!?!?" Oberus almost laughed. That look, such hope. Hyenas were taught one thing about friendship, even familial bonds were tools for disposal. The highest of society (mostly females) could control an manipulate those who they dominated. The lowest (the males) were societies bitch. No really males are subservant to females, the royal males barely getting out of it. Barely. The only males not to follow this were alphas, but there killed at birth never to defy. Which is why Oberus didn't believe himself an alpha, just rather disobedient.

"I left my stuff back in the Everfree, could you tell the mares I'll be back in...say an hour or so? maybe even stall them?" The Dragon gasped.

"The Everfree? But you were hur-"

"Helping another" Oberus interrupted. Slinking to Spike's side he draped an arm around the tiny teen. " I've been there almost months and only now got hurt." He was probably oozing bullshit, Still Spike was soaking it up like a good proper sponge. And like any sponge, when too dirty, is thrown away. " besides help me with this I've got some gems you can have." Dangling that in front of him, Oberus only had to-

"Deal!" Hook.line. Pawn.

"OK I'm out the back window, back in an hour."Or never he thought gleefully. bounding upstairs to a bedroom Oberus targeted the window, pushed it open an  lept, hitting the ground running. Fanning out, then making a large curve around a pen and sofa store rushing to the Everfree and freedom with nothing more than a "Oh hey!" and "Mommy look!" as his goodbyes.

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Back at the COTS

Chilling air wasn't the surprise that greeted Oberus on arrival. Laying by a pillar was the corpse of Scar the Manticore, picked clean of good meat by...who knows what? He'd have to be subtle about his next moves. Creeping  to the remains, Oberus looked around Scar's chest cavity; ribs cleaned of meat, bloody paws prints scattered around showing scuffles for access, his own bite to the throat now indistinguishable from the dozens of others.

     Oberus focus back on the chest he spear formed his paw then thrusted deeply. Moving through the unwanted guts and gore trying to find-

"YES!!" He couldn't help himself, he giggled in delight. Wrenching back Oberus pulled out a heart the size of a deflating dodge ball. Chanting low to night he's bracelet glowed an eerie purple that traveled to the heart, giving the heart a final pump squeezing out blood that had yet to clot, pouring it out like a light rain. Oberus licked his chops, then with a gleeful laugh tore into the heart.

Relief washed over him like cool shower the aching pains dimming like dying lights. Licking his maw with sloppy abandon, reaching at his side grabbing a pawful of bandage tearing as he grip reveling unstained, unharmed skin and fur. He'd even swiped a thumb at his right eye that was fixed as well. Nothing some forbidden magic can't handle. Oberus stepped around to the stinger the only part not torn into. There's a spell just for this occasion. Grabbing the tail from both sides, he corkscrewed it to the right about 20 seconds for an audible Pop.

Plopping the stinger gently in his mouth, Oberus ran to the crumbled thrones that centered the back. Reaching the tallest he dragged a foot and a half long dusty orange bag. It had no visible straps.It was torn and stitched in three places, a band aid covered an extremely large hole in the side.

Putting the bag down, Oberus took a good chunk of tapestry, tearing two tails from the sun that adorned it. Piercing one side to the stinger, he coiled the dusty cloth, from the base of the stinger to its tip. Reorganizing the bag to make room, The Polychromatic hyena made a mental check list of the contents; 7 gems, a map , some jerky(assorted), journal on  body spells, Dragon scale blade, and a bear doll. Slipping the stinger in, Oberus closed his eyes in concentration.

Moments later a sickly purple aura wash over his back, from his shoulders to his mid back.  With a haphazard toss the trashed bag landed on his back jostling a bit before staying, the aura disappearing. Whistling softly, a jaunty passing his lips. Walking to the exit all he had to do was keep west and he could get the heck out of Dodge-er Ponyville. Maybe he should head to Dodge? He didn't care. He still a some business to take care of plus the only promise he ever made to keep.

Reaching the opened door he gaped at the falling sun, Celestia was ending the day. He'd have to run now if he wanted to make it. Tucking low Oberus bounded once before a Rustlesounded to his left. He had no time for shit. Heeling his feral face, a low vibrating laughter assaulted his vocal chords. Swerving on moisten dirt, launched himself at the bush with every intent to kill its occupent.

Applejack POV

Applejack suddenly found herself on her back, in non of the ways she imagined it could happened, in the only way she thought could never happen. When the mane six had gone inside to speak with their new guest, they hadn't expected Spike to be inside alone, no Hyena...Diamond dog.... Thing in site. Spike had told him that he was going to get his things from the Everfree Forest. He even reported that he had called him a friend.

The others had seemed happy about it except Rainbow Dash, Twilight, and herself. Twilight because she wasn't told about the departure. Her and Rainbow cause they  didn't trust him. Rainbow had told her from Gilda about what became of the manticore.

'Any critter that violent doesn't want friends' She'd thought at the time. But she would trust the Princess's judgement. Galloping into the forest without the others she came to the castle were she and the rest of the Mane Six defeated Nightmare Moon. She'd heard laughter coming from the door as she went to some bushes. Moments later Applejack was on her back a heavy weight on top of her,dazed. Peaking look at her attacker, she met  the pearly what teeth of Spikes so called "friend".

He seemed different from the other times she'd seen him. Bored, calm, cool, controlled. Right now though he was like the angry manticore, wild, untamed, vicious. He's eyes dilated , like he was looking right through her and didn't care for her or any pony else.

This is what Gilda had meant about their first meeting. She'd also mention something (to Rainbow Dash, Dash told her) about how'd he nuzzled her then immediately began talking to avoid what he'd done. Now from the looks of it he wasn't gonna just call it a joke anytime soon. She had an idea though, she just hoped it worked.

Oberus POV

Just one good bite and-

Error: facial contact, affection shown no course of action ready, Rebooting....

Oberus wasn't sure what to do images of a room were he was tied down flickered behind his eye lids. Looking back he found giving kicking room to a mare who bucked trees for a living was a bad idea. His last site was a flash of fur and the sound "Hyah!" Plus immense pressure on his stomach, the sensation of flying, then meeting a sudden stop. This would be a bitch to heal from, and explain about why he just tried to kill her.

Time Skip

Outside Ponyville, General POV

Luna's Moon had risen some time ago. The night air was crisp and cool crickets chirped, birds settled in there nest, and an irate Cowmare dragged a Hyena bound in rope. Grumbling was heard from the mare, the hyena glaring daggers at the ground hoping it suddenly caught fire. Neither bothered to speak. This day could not get worse.

"What's going on?" The sound of beating wings brought attention to a landing griffon.

"This here varment tried ta eat me" spoke AppleJack edging her voice to make her captive feel bad. He just rolled his eyes. Gilda seemed skeptical.

"He was probably just messing around lik-"

"I did try to kill her." Oberus interrupted. His beat up back pack began digging in his spine, adjusting he aloud himself to be drag on his shoulder. "Like I tried to eat you yesterday" he smirked. Gilda's eyebrows furrowed.

" you told me-"

"I lied" He said.

" But you saved me and the Zebra from the manticore" She argued

"No, no I gave my enemy what he had coming to him, you just happened to be at my camp site" Oberus was laying on the truth thick, if he wanted to be let go he needed these two to hate him now.

"Now that just ain't right." Spoke the Cowmare. her face looked angry and confused. Like she couldn't comprehend the jerk she dragged behind her. "Didn't your mama teach ya any sort of manners?" She stopped walking moving around to see his face Gilda had double back as well.

"Nope" he responded almost gleefully. "She died some days after my birth, I was raised by my aunt though I wasn't given much priority." Oberus raised an eyebrow. Their emotions shifted (A/N fun facts coming up). He wasn't positive on what they were, but when Applejack untide him he hoped he read it as disgust. But when she wrapped her forelegs around him he started reading sympathy.

"I see why Princess Celestia wanted ya to learn friendship" she squeezed, Oberus held back the need to throw up." Ur lonely and ya only acting out." This was not going like he planned.

"See I knew he wouldn't eat you or me." Gilda threw her two bits in. This was becoming really sappy and quick.

"Ok(gasp)ok(gasp) I'm sorry, just (gasp) let me go(gasp) this Kodak moments of (gasp) emotions is killing me!" Oberus started to wiggled out of Applejacks grasp. She dropped him, eliciting an oomph of displeasure. Gilda put a fist to her beak stifling a laugh. Adjusting himself, Oberus fixed The back pack, centering it.

"I got a question? How are ya doing that?" Applejack stared down the back pack like it could leap off and attack her to.

"What? The backpack?" She nodded "magic" was the simple reply.

"Wait, you can use magic?" Gilda asked, they had started walking again an untied Hyena leading them possible back to the library. Applejack noticed a look on his face that she had associated with Twilight as lecture mode.

" certain kinds of Hyenas can use magic, usually females cause of their diet. Ma-"

" diet, diet of what?" Applejack wanted to know what gave them the ability to use magic.

"Males" Oberus continued "are not allowed the same diet that all females are afforded, so males with magic are rare."

"So your one of these so called "rare males"?" Gilda seemed interested, Applejack wondered what he could do.

"Don't get excited I can't use levitation, teleportation, configuration stuff like that. Males only have personal body magic to certain degrees. I could strengthen my bones, add some muscle, lengthen my teeth even change them for an omnivore diet." The more he talked, the more he seemed to be praising himself. "With the help off another I could give myself abilities I didn't naturally have" they hadn't seen it because he was in front of them but a wicked gleam lit his green eye. They had reached the library all the lights were out except the small lantern on the sign.

"So o-so-amazing Hyena, you have an ability you don't like?" Gilda came of sarcastic but she was actually impressed, all he needed to do was get wings and he was a new flying buddy, not that she would replace Dash. Reaching the door Oberus looked back almost annoyed.opening it he paused.

"Well there's this thing when I'm not focused and get emotional I-"

"Surprise!" dozens of ponies stood inside the library all standing on their hind legs, fore hooves in the air a bubble gum pink pony closest to the door. Applejack looked from Pinkie Pie to Oberus. Maybe this party would-

"What the hay?" Oberus had gone pale, sheet white. His spots had grown wider like screaming faces. His eyes were wide in surprise. Poised on his back legs as if he wanted run. Reaching a hoof forward Applejack nudged his shoulder. " hey suge-"

"(Hic )..uurp"

Silence. No one moved. Oberus's color changed again from white to brownish red. Embarrassment.

"(Hic)Dam-uurp-it!" Trying to back out Oberus only succeeded in being shoved in by Gilda, forcing several hiccups, and four burps. Pushed in front of the pink hyper pony before him. Head hung low, Oberus just listened as she spoke.

"Hi I'm Pinkamena Diane Pie but everypony calls me Pinkie Pie-"

"H(hic)I...urp"

"-I know this was supposed to be a surprise party and boy were you surprised, you were all like-" some she had turned sheet white and mimicked his shocked face. "-but you already know that come on let's introduce you to everypony."

"Fi(hic)ne...urrp" allowing himself to be led Pinkie introduce him to everypony... Everypony. Each hello involved a hiccup/burp that got worse as the party went on the worse happened to be Rarity.

"Oberus this is Rarity she runs Carousel Boutique" pinkie announced. Rarity gave what Oberus understood as a curtsey.

"Charmed to meet you Oberus, enjoying the party?" She seemed generous about the question.

"As much(hic) I can..urp be." She squinted and began to size him up again.

" you should visit me some time I have the greatest idea of an outfit to go with your spots" Rarity was beaming, that didn't read good for Oberus.

"Sur(hic)"

" oh Darling you must do something about those hiccups, here have some punch." Levitating a glass to him, a kind smile delivered as well.Oberus frowned. " whats the matter dear?" Rarity  seemed bewildered everypony loved a Pinkie Party.

"I have no clue why every'pony' is even here?" Oberus started sounding bitter he never liked crowds its disgusting the joy in one room.

"Everyponies here to meet you" spoke the overly hype Pinkie.

"Seems pointless to me." He countered.

"Why? Everypony is having a good time?" Her brows knit together

"Because other than the Initial introduction no "pony" has actually talked to me".

"This is a hello party silly so everypony knows who you are". The party mare sounded pretty sure in her logic.

"Well shouldn't I get a choice in how I'm introduce not-" He was ranting now.

"Look out!" Oberus didn't have much time to  'look out' as a cyan blur knocked him out, over, and through a window.

This was the worst party ever.