Spike woke up later that day, laying on the ground. He groggily looked out the window, seeing brilliant stars covering a dark sky. With a bit of effort, Spike got up from the ground he was laying on, brushing the dirt off his clothes. Spike looked around for any sign of the girls, but no one was in the room but him. Spike walked around looking for his comic book till he remembered what happened earlier.

"Twilight and the others must have woken up before me....They could have at least put me to bed," he said to himself.

He then exhaled deeply before continuing his search. He looked all over the room, but he couldn't find any trace of it.

"*Sigh* Twilight must have took it. She's probably going to have a 'talk' to Flare about this, again." he grumbled.

Spike stomped toward his room doors, opened them and then slammed them shut once he was on the other side. Spike walked through the dimly lit halls.

Fortunately, the moon was bright enough for him to see where he was going, even with the darkness surrounding him. He walked outside the castle, taking a stroll always made Spike feel better when he's down. Spike began to walk down the darkened street, looking up to gaze at the night sky.

"Beautiful night, Luna," he praised.

As he approached one of the street lights, Spike lowered his head so light wouldn't blind him. Once he stepped into the light, he suddenly started feeling light-headed, halting his advance. As he continued to stand in the light, the feeling of light-headedness gradually turned into a headache.

"Why does my head hurt all a sudden?" he asked aloud.

Spike instinctively heeded the mysterious voice, stepping out of the light. To his amazement, his headache quickly faded away.

"It worked?! Weird? And who's voice was that? And why does it sound so familiar?"

Spike continued his walk, eventually passing through the bad part of town. It's was darker than the rest of Canterlot because some of the street lights were shut off for some unknown reason. Spike heard rumors about this side of town; it's where thugs and other gang groups like to hang out. At times, Spike had thought to ask his mother about this part of the city, but it never seemed like a good time to question her. He decided to quicken his pace and leave this place to avoid getting jumped.

*Thump!*

Spike heard a loud noise right behind him. He slowly turned around towards the origin of the sound, only to see a trash can that had been recently knocked down.

Seeing nopony else around, he continued on his way. However, the sounds of more knocked over trash cans and other loud noises seemed to follow Spike as he walked, making him feel increasingly nervous. At the sound of hoofsteps gaining on him, Spike chose to increase his pace even further. The teenaged dragon caught glimpses of his pursuers' shadows on the ground and nearby walls as he strolled past. He didn't bother to turn around or look over his shoulder; the shadows were enough of a clue for the drake to know that he had trouble on his tail. Spike suddenly broke into a sprint, hoping to outrun the group chasing him, no doubt with malicious intent. It wasn't long before he was chased into a dark alley. To Spike's dismay, the alley led to a dead end, leaving him cornered. He faced a brick wall while the voices of his pursuers closed in on him.

"Hey, lizard! Where are ya going?" One thug shouted.

Spike didn't turn to answer him but instead chose to stare at the brick wall before him. He could hear the scraping and clinking sounds of metallic objects behind him.
It was a safe bet that these thugs were armed.

"Hey! I asked you a question!" the same thug shouted again. Spike still didn't answer him.

"Hey Mike, I think we need to teach him some proper manners," Another voice said.

"Your right, Thornweed,. Lets," said Mike.

Left with no other choice, Spike turned to face his attackers. There were six of them in total—two of each pony tribe—half of whom were holding metal bars while the other half were armed with pistols. Spike took a closer look at the guns. The thug's leader held a Desert Eagle, while the other two others held 9 mm glock pistols.
Spike backed up fearfully towards the wall as he saw the barrels of the weapons pointing at him.

"You like this? Its a .50 caliber Desert Eagle with an extended clip and power barrel. Want to see it up close?" Mike asked sinister.

Spike fears sky-rocketed as Mike approached, bringing his pistol further into range.

"Somepony, please help!" Spike prayed, hoping for somepony, anypony to save him. Suddenly, Spike's vision turned red as a familiar yet slightly different voice filled his ears.

"DON'T HURT MY FRIEND!!!" the voice yelled.

Spike stared in confusion at the group of thugs, who didn't react at all to the voice. It seemed that they couldn't hear it, but he could! Suddenly, Spike heard a beastly growl fill the darkened alley. The thugs jumped at the sound, backing away in surprise. This noise they could hear. Spike just looked around in confusion, completely lost as to what was happening. Things got even weirder when six serpent heads slithered out from behind him. They all looked similar to the serpent heads from his 'The Darkness' comic book.

"What the HELL are those things??!!!" One of the thugs screamed. Spike looked at serpents and noticed that their eyes were each a different color.

Above his shoulders two serpents were staring at him while four others were facing the thugs. Spike noted where each head was located: Two above his shoulders,
Two right in the area where his wings should be, and the last two below the second set of heads.

Spike's vision turn to red again as a another voice spoke, sounding just as familiar as the previous voice, if slightly different.

"Are you alright, Spiky?" asked the royal purple-eyed serpent head.

Spike wracked his brain, trying to remember where he had heard that voice from. Meanwhile, one of the pistol-wielding thugs took a shot at Spike, but missed.

"Come on guys! He's just using magic to trick us! Let's get him!" Mike shouted, rallying his cohorts.

With that said, the three shooters took aim at the drake while the other three prepared to beat him to death. A furious growl came from a yellow-eyed serpent before it launched itself at one of the shooters. The goons shot at it, but it is seen to have no effect at all. Once the yellow-eyed serpent head got close to them, it bit the neck of one shooter. He screamed in pain as it spans around to his back, thrust itself into his back and out of his chest. The shooter's screams abruptly ended as he began to choke on his own blood before finally falling still. The serpent head jerked to the side, tossing the now lifeless corpse off its neck. One of the metal bar wielding thugs rushed at Spike angrily, attempting to smash the drake's skull in revenge. However, a cyan-eyed serpent caught the bar at the last second with its powerful jaws, causing the pony to back away fearfully. The cyan-eyed serpent flung the metal bar at its former owner, striking him in the chest with such force that it propelled him across the alley, pinning him to the brick wall. The four remaining ponies stared fearfully at their dead friend, stuck lifelessly to the brick wall.

"Take that asshole!!!" cried the cyan-eyed serpent.

Spike noticed the dropped pistol by the corpse of the first thug to die. He thought to grab it while his other assailants were still distracted by their dead friends, but he feared it would be too difficult to go completely unnoticed by the two other gun-wielding ponies. As he thought over his plan, a pink-eyed serpent picked up the gun in its mouth and gave it to him.

"Here you go, Spiky!!!" it said happily.

"T-thanks?" Spike replied.

Before Spike could take aim, a lavender-eyed serpent roared at him, making him pull the trigger accidentally before dropping the gun. Lucky for him, the bullet hit one of the thugs in the head (Headshot). Spike looked at the lavender-eyed serpent. It stared back him angrily.

"Don't even think about it!!" it said to him.

Mike looked at Spike in rage, while his remaining two flunkies ran off screaming. Mike looked at the fleeing thugs, then back at Spike. Aiming his Desert Eagle at Spike, a smile formed on his face before pulling the trigger. Spike didn't close his eyes and had a smirk on his face. Mike noticed this and stared in confusion at the drake's smile. Spike giggled as an orange-eyed serpent moved into the bullet's path, taking the hit for Spike, before launching itself at Mike, showing off its razor-sharp teeth.

It grabbed his head and began to thrash about, hitting him against the ground and walls like a ragdoll. It tossed him down hard against the ground and blood spilled out of his mouth. Spike looked at the guy and then stared at the serpent head that tossed him around. It looked at him with a questionable look. Spike nodded and it showed him a sickening smile. It turns to face him, it slowly grabbed his head and quickly—and with a loud *Crunch*—crushed his head. Then it let go of the lifeless body before staring back at Spike.

"Howdy Spiky! How ya been?" asked the orange-eyed serpent.

Spike didn't know why, but each time one of them talked his vision turned red. Spike looked at the corpses of the four dead ponies. Then he looked at the six serpent heads.

"Who are you six?" he asked.

They looked at him with confused looks.

"It's us, Spiky."

Spike tried harder to remember who's voices they belonged. He felt like it was on the tip of his tongue. Seeing his frustrated expression, one of the heads nuzzled him on the cheek. The yellowed-eyed serpent stared at him happily.

"Are you okay, Spiky?" it asked.

"Wait...I know that voice. Fluttershy?!" he asked. She nodded in confirmation.

"Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Twilight, Rarity?" he continued, pointing to each head in turn.

"Yup!"

"The one and only!"

"Right partner."

"Correct, Spiky."

"Yes, Darling."

Spike smiled, knowing that they were his friends, though two questions popped in his mind.

"Why do you guys keep calling me 'Spiky'? And who was that seventh voice?"

"Dunno. Maybe it's because we're all so much closer to you now. It just feels right, ya know?"

"And what of the other voice? It was just us." Spike shrugged and made his way out of the alley, passing by one of the dead ponies on the way. He stared at it and the same voice from before spoke to him.

"Hey guys? Are ya feeling hungry?" he asked.

They nodded. Spike pointed to the nearby corpse and suggested that one of them eat his heart. They looked at him in shock at what he wanted them to do. Except for Pinkie. Pinkie, on the other hand, gladly dug into her fleshy meal and ate the heart.

"This tastes great!!! You guys should try it!"

They looked at each other briefly, then shrugged in compliance. They split up to go after the three remaining hearts. Fluttershy ate her's quick while the other four fought over the last two hearts. In the end, Applejack and Rarity each claimed a heart, beating out Rainbow Dash and Twilight, respectively. The two who lost puffed up in annoyance, causing Spike to laugh response. The young dragon walked out of the alley, grabbing the pistol and pocketing it before Twilight would notice. They—well, Spike at any rate—walked all the way back to the castle. Spike passed under another streetlight, on the way back, and within seconds the girls started to scream in pain. Spike remembered what the other voice had said and he moved out of the light. The Darkness Six stopped screaming and looked at Spike angrily.

"Never do that again." Twilight said, glaring at him with a deadly gaze.

Spike nodded and quickened his pace to the castle to get some rest. This night had been far stranger than any other and had really tired him out. But as he approached the castle, one thought began to plague Spike's mind.

'How will everyone react to all this?'

Author's Note

How will Tia, luna, Shining, Cadance, and the others would react?
Wait till the next part to see their reactions.

P.S I will note if a chapter would be very bloody and gore.