the Long Road Home

I have a playlist on youtube thats goes with this its on my channel mrfuckuall101 on youtube its theplaylist scottys music but it is not set up in the right order so start with the animal for this chapter and let it play through from there   also this is currently the longest chapter yet

 underline means in black rage

bold italics means music/ video to select for the mood

In a distant valley lay the most feared prison ever built. The entire valley was the prison.  It held only the most dangerous individuals from all over the world. Foreign powers sent their most feared criminals to this prison and they payed good bits to keep them there, with the most powerful spells made to stop all ideas of escape. The valley was one mile long and two miles deep and  guarded by a garrison of a thousand ponies strong. In the center laid the worst part of it all, a place so prudently called The Tower of Pain. Only the worst of the worst were sent there. They were constantly tortured to the brink of death then healed just for it all started again, it was a vicious cycle that had been repeated many times.

A black shape moved silently across the dark, cold courtyard as the sky opened up with a horrendous crack of thunder and rain came pouring down in a manner not unsimilar to a flood. This helped Twilight get to the entrance of the tower without a problem, the guards at the entrance hid from the rain in the security room next to the arch that made up the front of the tower.

“Ha, this is the supposed best guarded prison in the world? I've seen better patrol patterns from the Fiends!" I snickered.

I slipped by without  an alarm being raised and made my way up the stairwell to the prison cell I wanted. The guards were a light blue furred unicorn and a dark brown earth pony.  At the cell door I had magically tossed the blade. Luckily it hit its target, severing the neck of the unicorn guard, blood gushed out of the body like some sadistic fountain. Paralyzed by terror the other guard stood still, horrified of the brutal death of his partner. I swiftly took ahold of the head  with my magic and used it to impale the other guard in the face with the barbed horn of his fallen partner, blood and brain matter was flowing from the new hole in his head. I moved to get a look at my incarcerated friends but then a scream from Fluttershy rang out, and that was the final straw. The angered monster broke through the final barrier and I lost what control I had and with a blood curdling roar the beast that lay within was free. I went into a black rage and the world went red.

The five mares were being beaten by the unknown assailants but all came to a halt with the roar and in a flash of light and noise the wall was blown open and in came the large beast decked out in black armor.

For the last  two weeks ponies have been captured. Since day one, we have been tortured for false charges of treason. Who could have thought that this would happen to us. Since the return of “Twilight," Ponyville had gone downhill. There were missing ponies, and unexplained deaths had rocked the town. The missing had not been found, no signs of leaving or moving, just gone with no trace. We tried to get “Twilight” to search with us, but she hadn't left her basement for longer than the necessary body functions, even then just the bare minimum, and when you would ask what she was doing, she'd try to change the subject. She had become very careful to lock the cellar doors. But now none of that matters because of this charge of treason, we're in the most feared prison in Equestria, where no pony has ever escaped alive.

As the days pass, the pain of torture is growing worse as they dive deeper into the more horrible ways of pain. The tears run down my friends faces as they are whipped and beaten. A scream from Fluttershy startled me out of the misery and pain brought on by consent torture and lack of food and water. Sto...  In a flash of light and noise the wall was blown open and in came a large beast decked out in pure black armor. It had large shoulder pauldrons. The size of it was huge, it must be bigger than Big Mac. The beast was pony shaped, but then proceeded to kill all of the guards with a huge bucking sword. I'm not kidding, that thing is as big as one of my wings. It was used to butcher the guards as the blood flowed like rivers across the floor and the dead made wet smacking noise as they hit the floor. It spoke in a deep threatening power filled voice.

“By the fury of my hand, let the bodies hit the floor!”  It roared the last part in a deep dull roar.

The other girls watched in horror of the carnage as the blood flew, bodies were smacked off the floor as the beast tore through them. The sight and sound of death was all around them, but in less than a minute all twenty of the guards were dead. Then the other guards from down stairs started showing up and started to  magically throw sleeping gas bombs in the cell, but the pony  did not move but slowly I lost conscience but before I did I heard it  spoke again in that deep evil power filled voice

It roared “You're fucking dead! Do you hear me!” But before I could hear more the world turned black.

 After killing all of the guards around my friends, the hoof stomps from down below grew louder. When they got close, they began to throw sleeping gas up the steps in to the room, but I wasn't worried. My helmet prevented such weak attempts  from hurting me, but my rage was not subsiding. I roared a challenge to them.

You're fucking dead do you hear me you're fucking dead!” I turned on my pipboys music player. As Skyrim Meets Metal came on, I smirked. Killing 'em Swiftly to this Song. My horn glowed in its own special fashion when engaged in combat. The spell  ignited in a glorious fireball as it was hurled at the guards as many  perished in seconds. Those that were not killed or burned painfully tried to attack me, the fools. With the Blade of the West in a death grip, I carved through an earth pony before turning a few pegasi into ashes with a fire ball. I tore apart  the two unicorns with my magic, the blood and limbs and organs flying all over the place, covering the old walls in a new coat of paint as the tower caught fire.

I moved to my friend and freed them. The wounds both new and old begin to bleed with each movement. I could smell the infections settling in even though the helmet. As I gathered them into a group and used the beacon I got before I left Big MT the second time to come back. In a flash they were gone. I did not join them though. I  have much to do before tomorrow night. It was the night they plan to host the public execution of the Princess to show that the changelings now controlled Equestria.

With sadness I spread my new wings. They were a sharp contrast from each other. The one on the right was a deep ocean blue and the left one was a  crimson red. Both were beautiful but  were saddening sight for me as I  used a small spell to lighten my armor. I blew a new hole in the tower and jumped. After falling two stories I spread my wings and took off. flapping them a few times to gain height I flew silently through the night. I slowly drifted into my thoughts as they turned inward. The new alicorn thought back to what gave her wings.

***

In Big Mountain research facility in the sink a flash of light startled the many machines. There stood a shape they all knew. “Twilight!” They yelled at the unexpected arrival of their master/ friend, but something was not right. There was a bleeding purple creature in her arms!

I yelled at Doc “My friend needs help! “

With speed born from urgence Spike was placed in the autodoc but, in the end it was for not. “I'm sorry, but it was too late for him. “ said Doc in a morbid tone.

A bright light shocked me there in the center was Spike.

“Spike.” I whispered  in shocked sadness. He smiled at me in that childish way of his.

“Thanks for coming back, Twi.” Despite death taking over, he still managed to chuckle, “I guess this goodbye, huh?" Tears welled up in my eyes. “Here, have this as a sort of… thank you.” He reached into his chest and pulled out a small, twinkling light and placed in my grip.

I looked at it as it shimmered in my hand, it was warm and beautiful but it quickly absorbed into my fur, “What… was that?” I asked.

The words came out weak for I knew these were his last words, “My… Soul…” Spike had passed on.

Before I could scream in anguish, a pain entered my back as I fell to the floor in agony. The AI’s  yelled and tried to call for help. Muggy rushed to my side to help me. But suddenly and painfully two new wings sprouted through two unknown slots in my armor and revealed themselves to the world, or at least the sink as I slowly stood up and gathered my breath. The sink AI’s were flooding me with, “Are you ok?"

“Get over to me let me have a look at you.” Said Doc, but instead I had a gander at them. They were polar opposites of each other and really long, approximately seven feet width but they both shared one quality, they were both dragons wings.

“I have wings! That means I’m now an alicorn!?” I thought excitedly but slowly it turned to despair. “But Spike is gone, and I’ll never again see his smiling face, hear his excited voice, never see him grow up, all of it at the fault of one fucking changeling. I’ll kill her! I’ll rip her limb from limb with my magic! I'll tear her organs out of her stomach and feed them to a deathclaw with them still attached to her!" My thoughts turned calm, “But I need stop thinking about that, it's time to bury my number one as--. No, little brother.”

With a white sheet delivered by the little server bots, I gently laid Spike into the sheet then, transported him to the large pink gem mining area of Big MT. I laid him to rest in between four of the biggest ones there. I used the blade of the rusted tractor for a grave marker and used my lasers to inscribe this:

Spike the dragon. You were the best assistant anypony could wish for.

“You may be gone, but you shall never be forgotten. Wherever you are, may the gems be plentiful and your happiness never be disturbed. May your peaceful slumber never be disturbed.  Goodbye, we shall meet once again one day. Until that day, goodbye my friend.” I couldn’t help but chuckle as old memories filled my head.

As the tears came down my face, the sound of footsteps alerted me to the arrival of someone. I looked over my shoulder at the sound only to discover it was Shepard. His face was sad and worried. He looked over the fresh grave and me, then nodded to the grave.

It was his form of respect but I couldn't take it. I began to cry. Shepard hugged me and held me as the dam finally broke, all of it coming out. For so long I have not cried, for I learned quickly it did not solve anything, but it helped to relieve the grief of Spikes death.

He did not ask a question, only held my sobbing form. After a while he helped me back to the sink. The AI’s were silent as he helped me to lay on the bed and sat next to me. He had only this to say.

“Do you need anything?”

“No.” I replied in monotone, I talked again but with more vigor.

“This is my journey, mylonesome road. This is where I'll finally confront my past once and for all, and this is my war to wage."

He nodded and handed me his blade, the Blade of the West and gave me a long hard look and spoke, “Don't lose your self to the rage or else I have to show up and kick your ass." He smiled at the last part. I smiled back

this is it for this chapter

good night and rest in peace spike. also pm or other if you have questions

E/N

I sense the wings are a Klaypex reference. PM me if you found anything that needs to be fixed, I'll tell that guy. So, Spike dies. That... Actually sucks. Not as much as Vinyl. R.I.P Vinyl, may you still make wubs in heaven. On another note, have a good time, murder Like a Sir! This is PrincessLunaTheGamer, signing off. P.S. Solaire here and I’m feeling a bit egotistical right now, just want to say that I love how much the story is improving (Especially, when I became an editor) Luna here. Yeah, this story was a total mess. You can continue!