Dead fraction Spike

Spike kept walking north but after a few minutes, he became very board. “Groan! Are we there yet?”

‘NO! Stop being so lazy. We must press on!’ His mind shouted.

“Who are you again?” Spike asked as he went to sit down on a tree stump. “I get that you are my conscious but you are not me.”

‘Remember when your mother made you take that lesson?’

“I think so…” The drake dug into the recesses of his brain and began to remember.

-Some time ago-

Canterlot study hall

“Spike!”

The medium sized dragon quickly awoke snapped his head up from the table and looked directly at Celestia. “I wasn't sleeping!” He said hurriedly as he rubbed the drool off his face. The sun goddess only chuckled and handed Spike a book. “Huh? What’s this?”

“Spike, this next lesson I am about to teach is very important.” Her usual kind aura was lost to her serious gaze. All the boredom in Spike was gone and replaced with inattentive mindset. “Read these words and concentrate hard.” She tilted her horn unto Spike’s head, her magic glowing wildly. “I will help you as much as I can.”

Spike read the words carefully, they were in old Draconian and were hard to read. “Shoraa vussee spykor talonious…er…” Spike began to stumble in his words.

“Concentrate.” Was all she said.

“W-warven froskordean!” Spike’s head began to pulse and throb as he read the next lines. “SENTIENCONIX…FUS KALMALDAIAN…RO DEMRIX DAH!!!” He didn't expect to shout but he did at a growl so low that several windows shattered to the ground. He grabbed onto his head and fell to the floor in a pain stricken position. “AAAUUUURRRGGG!!!” Celestia looked worried but she kept her magic hold over his mind.

She smiled as Spike stopped yelling and her aura left his head. “Good…very good.” The drake slowly risen he looked very confused.

“What did you do to me?” He asked worriedly. “Did the spell work?”

The Sun Goddess lifted the book with her magic and gave it to a royal guard who came running by.

“Your highness!” He shouted. “I heard the screams and I-“ The book was shoved into his arms.

“Please take this back to the royal archives Sharpshot…and get someone to clean up all the broken glass.” Sharpshot saluted and marched off. She turned back to Spike. “To answer your question my son, yes. The spell worked much better than I ever planned…you are becoming strong in your ways Spikey.” She said with pride in her eyes.

“But what did that spell do? I couldn't even understand what I read.”

“That was a sentience spell. And you used it on a part of your mind.”

Spike discerned what that meant looked very confused. “You made me take a spell that made a part of my alive?” He said but not sure if he was correct. Celestia only nodded. “What dose that even mean?”

“It means that you will have a companion in your most troubling of times.” She looked to see Spike’s face still in confusion. “Spike.do you know how dragons live forever without looking the least bit lonely when they go into solitude?”

“That’s a question that I've been asking myself for years.”

“Most dragons gain mental companions some point in their life times Spike…without them your kin would go mad with depression and insanity for the constant years of solitude.”

Spike remembered that dragon he once faced in the caves. “Is that why some of them become greedy and violent all their lives?”

Celestia nodded. “Yes, if dragons do not surcome to pre-mature greed like you almost did.” Spike hung his head in shame at the memories of that day. “They will then later try to cope with loneliness by stealing or pillaging…or even killing…” They both shuttered at the thought. “I know you are stronger then most dragon, but it is essential for you to learn this. I cannot see the future but there may be a time when you wish to leave us to find your birth parents…” Spike could tell she was upset at the thought.

“Mother, I would never leave you or the girls.” He said certainly. “My home is here and it is where I will stay my whole life.” Celestia was about to say something but he cut her off. “Yes I know there will come a time when the girls are…gone…but I will still be there to look after their legacy.” He let out a smile. “Besides, I would still have you, Luna, Discord and Twilight.”

The Sun Goddess smiled as well. “Even with your age, you show more maturity then I see in any of my subjects…”

The drake began to change the subject. “Now…how dose this ‘Mind Thing’ work?”

“I’m not to sure exactly.” Before Spike could say anything she kept on. “I am not a dragon but I do indeed know a few back centuries ago. One told me that your companion would come at a time when you are either alone or in mortal danger, others have told me it will come at any random occurrence, so I do not know how you will gain yours dear Spike.”

Spike thought about it and concluded it will be a cool experience to have some thing to talk to at some point. “Thank you mom. Now...” A grin took his face. “Do you want to go help me prank the nobles?” He was met with her no nonsense gaze.

“Spike. I told you it is not becoming for the soon to be Prince of Equestria to troll the nobles who help run this nation.”

Spike just looked into her eyes very deeply. “…Quit trolling me and let’s go!” He rushed out to the halls. Celestia let her facade break and began chasing after him.

“Spike wait! Let me go get my water balloon pile!” She laughed.

-Now

Spike smiled at the memories, he missed talking to her already and its only been one day. Their would come times when Spike would move out from Ponyville and live in the palace for some time but it would be mainly just to let off steam when he ever became to fed up with Twilight’s OCD. Sometimes he would go there to let out his emotions from his mother when ever Rarity had a new boyfriend, but he soon learned to accept it and move on with life. However, Rarity has been acting very clumsy when every Spike is around the boutique as of lately…”No…” He muttered. “It's nothing.”

‘On the contrair, she wants you!’ Spike stumbled backwards on his stump and landed on his back, his wings going numb for sometime now didn't feel anything. He was surprised with the voice’s change of personalty and the fact of the statement it just brought up.

“S-shut up!” He yelled as he got back up.

The conscious conscious started laughing. ‘You and I both know it! It's only a matter of time before she jumps your scales in.” Spike’s face turned red with embarrassment.

“How the hell do we get home then!” He shouted. If you saw him in the corner of a parking lot you would have thouught he was an insane hobo.

The statement caused the mind to quiet down and silence. ‘…How should I know?’ it answered scornfully. Spike was about to face palm when the sudden sensation of danger hit him. ‘Behind us!’

The sound of gurgled moans filled the dragon’s ears. “Oh shi-“ Something grabbed on to his top spines and started to pull. “WALKERS!” His head was pulled down at an uneasy manner when he saw the decaying corpses of a woman trying to rip his head out. “RAH!” He harshly pushed his head forward and rushed the body into a tree. Its body was sliced open from the impact from the strong scale. “Is it dead?”

‘…yes…move.’ He pulled his head out of the tree and started to run back on the road he was on. ‘Blood on your head!’

“What?’

‘Infected blood is on your head!’ It stated urgently. ‘If those ‘Trotting Dead’ comics you read are correct, then if any of that blood gets on your cuts then we are infected as well.’

Spike quickly grabbed for a left over piece of gauze in his pack. “Thanks for the tip man.” He said thankfully.

‘…’

“…hm?” Spike found it weird that he suddenly became quiet but he quickly disregarded it as he wiped off the infected substance of his spines. He ran his claw along his top scales. “What the-!” A small portion of his top spine was chipped off, big enough to be noticeable but small enough to avoid the sensitive layer further in. “My glorious emerald scales, RUINED!”

‘Maybe if you stop yelling so much maybe infected would stop being able to find us!’ Its tone became quick and tempted. ‘whydontihaveaname?’ It was almost unreadable.

Spike quirked his eyes in confusion. “Why don’t you have a what?”

‘…a…name?’ Now it was starting to act like a filly who was caught doing something naughty.

“You want a name?” He asked in confirmation.

“Yeah…?”

“Just name yourself if it's that important.”

The mind hummed in thought. ‘I want you to name me…’ It asked shyly.

Spike didn't feel to comfortable with this. “Er-okay. How about Peewee 2?”

‘Buck no!’

“Um…Encineo?”

‘Do I sound Italian to you?’

“Mudkips, Sky, DiePewPie?”

‘What?’

“I'm not good at names alright…Buck Norris!”

‘WOULD IT HELP TO KNOW THAT I’M A FREAKING CHICK!!??’ It shouted very loudly, which was weird because it was just a thought.

That little bout of info was both unexpected and frighting to the drake. “You’re a WHAT!?”

‘What? You didn't expect your life companion to be a female? Are you a sexist!’ Spike could tell she was just messing with him on the last line.

“Jeez, calm down alright?” He said calmly as he started going down the trail again. “I just didn't expect to hear that seeing the fact that I'm a guy…” He actual did noticed the voice had some feminine tone but he just ignored it. Spike went back to thinking about names. “Quills?”

‘…no.’

“Jazmin?” He tried again.

“Hela no.” Spike was becoming fed up with this.

“Barb?” He tried again.

‘…I like it…but it just dosent feel right for me.’

“WELL HOW ABOUT SPINES!?” He quickly covered his mouth. “…ahem, sorry abou-“

‘I love it!’

Spike stared at the sky flabbergasted “You love Spines?” He could feel her nod in his head. “Well, alright then Spines.” They kept walking.

***

“What the hell is that thing?” A small man said with dark skin and brown hair.

A small group of scavengers and hunters had the entire place surrounded. They were on a mission to find a run away group of survivor and execute them all. They succeeded of course, but when they began hiking home their leader caught sight of a purple object leaving the area where they killed the runaways. They had a scope locked on his head. “Looks like some freakish lizard thing.” Another group member muttered. “Let’s kill it and get the hell out of here.” He suggested. The group was on top of a hill cover in trees that hid them well.

The one holding the weapon just kept aiming at his head. “I’ll call the shots round here boy.” He said angrily. “But I would like that hide of his on mah wall…” He whispered to himself. He grabbed for his prized stetson and placed it firmly on his head. “We’re eating lizard stew tonight.” His mind set he aimed at the back of head and- The lizard dropped to the floor. “What th-“ His figure was already locked with its current objective and fired. The bullet obviously missed. The loud noise resounded all through the woods. “Son of a walker, who is the numskull who forgot to equip my silencer!” Everyone pointed to the only light skinned woman in the group. I’m disappointed in you Sharon…”

“B-boss! I’m sorry but we left in a hurry and I-“ She stopped talking as a large machete made contact with her forehead. He looked back down and saw the lizard running up the hill with an angry look on its face. “Oh crap, we pissed it off.” He said sarcastically. “Kill it.” Gunfire was herd.

-One minute ago-

“-and That’s why I don’t wear clothes…” Spike finished his short story as they continued walking.

Spines spoke urgently. ‘Duck!’

“What was that?”

“I SAID DUCK!’ Spike did just an instance before a bullet flew by his head.

“What the buck was that!?” He shouted as he rolled out of the clearing.

‘Hunters!’ Spines said hatefully.

‘Dammit. We need to get out of here.’ The drake decide it was better to talk to Spines in his thoughts.

‘I’m not sure that’s a smart idea Spike.’ Spines muttered lowly. ‘If we run, they’ll just keep following us until we’re dead.’ Spike grunted in anger.

‘Then what do we do?’

‘Kill them all…’ Spike didn't know why but he smiled.

“RAAAAAHH!!!” Spike dashed to the top of the hill with furry in his eyes as the hunters came into view. He recognized the same black guy who killed those other guys in cold blood.

Gunfire was herd. Spike leaped into the air to avoid the projectiles, he flew up six feet and landed on all fours. Blood lust filled his better judgement. He let out a draconic roar and rushed after them. Bullets flew all around and it made it hard to tell if they were horrible shots or Spike was just to dam fast, but either way Spike came out unharmed as he pounced on a middle aged man who was wearing a long sleeve jacket. The man screamed in horror as the dragon ripped out his neck brutally.

A large burly man came rushing at the primal beast. “You fucking monster!” He pulled out a very large knife and jabbed it in Spike’s right arm. He didn't feel any of it.

Spines growled in fury. ‘Slaughter this fool!’ She yelled.

Spike lunged out at him and clawed sharply at his neck but before he could make a deadly insicion, he was knifed in the side. “RRAAAAA!!!” Spike channeled his pain and raged at the man in his griped and popped his head off like a soda can. “NO ONE MESSES WITH ME!” He screamed into the heavens. Gunfire has been impacting him for a while now but thankfully his diamond like scales absorbed the impact. Inhaling deeply, Spike let out a flurry of flames and drenched three men in fire, their cries of agony filled the landscape.

“This thing is gonna kill us all!” A girl with a large hat screamed as she began running away.

‘No one runs from us!’ Spines cracked.

Spike smiled as he ripped out the rather large knife in his side. ‘Right.’ He threw it with astounding accuracy and hit her directly in the neck. The drake began laughing wildly as he clawed another guys chest in. He caught sight of the stetson wearing guy. “Get over here!” He held out his arm and used magic to pull him into his grasp. Before he could complete his kill, two males came rushing at him with guns. Spike measly spat a small pellet of flame at on of them and round house kicked the other straight in the heart. Both died in an instant.

There were only two men left and Spike was about to kill their leader. “YAH!” Spike felt a large sharp object enter his gullet and out the other side of his back.

“Oh…shi-“ He fell on his knees as pain began to fill him. “-it” ‘NO!’ He wouldn't fall before them. No…he was going to kill them all! Spike’s eyes glowed yellow and his pupils became purple silts.

‘Channel your rage Spike! Make them pay!’

Spike got back up and punched the guy who knifed him. He flew miles away until you couldn't even see the body over the horizon. SHLK! Spike felt another sharp object enter his chest…through his heart. He looked to see the dark faced man smileing in hatred.

“Ya bloody lizard! You fucking kill all of my men so now I'll kill you!” He expected for the beast to cry in pain or at least die right there but he didn't. Instead Spike slowly grabbed for the weapon in his chest and ripped it out. Blood flew everywhere! The drake ripped out the man’s arm quickly with no hesitation. The man feel to his knees and began to scream in terror and pain. “What…the hell…a-are you?” He asked as blood flew down his mouth.

‘Finish him!’ Spike’s body gained a red aura and his eyes became pitch red.

“I AM FIRE!” His voice was so low that it echoed miles in every direction. “I…AM…DEATH.” His mouth opened as a beam of plasma blew out of it. The scene only lasted for a second and a second only. There was only a crater and a hat that flew in the breeze. Spike grabbed it and placed it in his backpack, he also ripped out the last knife in his stomach, any lesser being would have died then and there although Spike did know and master the most powerful of healing spells. His body’s yellow glow was replaced with a calm green. Almost instantly his wounds began to heal.

‘Get their stuff and let’s get out of here before the walkers show up.’ Spike nodded in agreement.

Spike collected an assortment of weapons that ranges to an UZI to a Desert Eagle, he also had man new melee weapons at his disposal. Know he had a pack full with weapons and what ever food and water he found which was enough to last him for a week. “Later I'm going to resent what I did.” Spike stated as he began moving out. In his claw was a map with a big circle on it.

‘But for now-‘ Spines began.

“We press on.”