Legacy of the Kirin

Spirit runs along a Black Crystal bridge as Spiders crawl after him as they spew out acidic webbing that melts into the bridge and makes strange black vines sprout up and whip and coil at him. He jumps and spins in a circle as hellish fire spins around on his swords as he slices and dices the legs of the bridge as the others run on the upper half of it as the undead chase them.

Light makes the snow become hail daggers as they rain down onto the rotting sacks of flesh. She flickers back with the group and continues running alongside them as Spirit takes out the bridge's supporting beams and makes it collapse down behind the others as he spreads his wings and flies up ahead of them as he dive bombs the Crystal Minions who hold their simple shields that shatter like glass from his fireballs.

The bridge collapses faster and faster behind the others as they charge ahead. They have Princess Cadence and Prince Shinning Armor amongst them as well as Celestia and Luna had thought the needed to take over the Empire when Sombra and his evil was wiped away from the northern lands. Armor gallops as Spike and Light pound the crystal's underneath their feet as they sprint far ahead of the others and slice apart barricades of enemies.

Twilight's eyes glow softly as magical rods shoot out and impale a few Crystal Minions as they try to stop them. Shy kicks and punches at the giant Spiders and splits them into pieces. Spirit lands and runs behind the others as he drags his black sword behind him making the crystals rot and explode as anything touches them.

He growls as the Empire grows closer but there are Troll's trying to shatter their side of the bridge. His left arm glows before it turns into a mechanical one with a small thin barrel in the palm of his hand as he fires out a few lava-bullets that make the Troll's melt away. He watches as their bodies crumble before becoming noting but a hot liquid, however said liquid starts to melt through the bridge and his eyes widen.

"Oh shit." He states.

"Good job you IDIOT!!" Dash yells back at Spirit as she flaps her wings as hard as she can. He jumps and his eyes ignite as strange purple platforms form beneath them all as they rise into the air and float there. Spirit's body glows in a strange eerie white light as they can see his wings fanning out before the webbing starts to vanish as the 'fingers' thin and become long and line his back. His arms start to grow slightly as spikes jet out of the shoulders, shoulder blades, forearms and knuckles.

His tail fans out and his feet become strange and nub-like, yet they have a single curving backward spike at the bottom as his knee's start to gain spikes curving forward. His hair grows longer and becomes a long fire-like-mane that flows behind his form as his chest and shoulders become wider. His swords form in his hands but the Dark one shines with a holy light while the Light one shines with a demonic light.

The light around his form vanishes and he stands there with a strange metal mask jaw covering his mouth as his hair flows around and resembles flames as it whips around. His body seems to be covered in strange metal-like-armor even though it is just strange scales as his clothes are ragged, torn and have holes going through them exposing his dark metal grey scales. Spirit's blades vanish in puffs of white and black flames, as his left eye shines with black energy as his right shines with white energy.

"Grrah!" He exclaims as he pushes his hands forward and the platforms move with incredible speeds making Dash secretly jealous. They look back and their eyes widen as they see Spirit floating in the air before his form flickers and he is beside them as a strange purple aura surrounds his form as he "flies". The spines on his back suddenly shootout these strange streams of light that jet out and ram against the draw-bridge that had started to close when they reached halfway on the bridge.

The beams hit the giant door creating a large burnt hole and they fly right through it and pass over watch towers where more beams fly out and destroy. Spirit's body jerks slightly as something large drops onto his back and uses him as a "surf board" for the ground. The platforms vanish, luckily a few feet above a strange crystalline house which they easily land on. They turn around and watch as pillars of dirt fly into the air.

"So, Spirit." Says a male's voice that sounds as if someone is standing behind a fan. "You thought you could kill us, didn't you?" The voice asks again. Spirit opens his strange black and gold crowned slit eyes and looks up at a man he once used to know and called him his friend. Spirit growls loudly as this man is covered by a cloak of strange purple mist as his eyes are black and bone white with strange crowned slits.

"You..." Spirit states with a growl as his voice sounds the same as the man's is. The stranger laughs and a sword forms from the mist. It resembles his own blade, except it has a skeletal Dragon's head as it's fangs form into the blade. His lips gain a wide toothy smile as his left skeleton hand grabs Spirit by the throat and chokes him as he brings the sword's tip up to his chest and pulls back slightly.

"Farewell, "King"." He states with a hiss as he brings the sword down only to have it blocked by Spirit's hand that glows brightly. He pushes the sword back and away as he spin kicks the man off of his form as his swords fuse together and his body glows much like his hand is. When the light dies he is back to normal except the strange scale-like-armor has turned into a scarf that mask piece once again.

His fingernails are claw-like and are pitch black as his sword's are in his hands as they have their own respective energies around them. The man quirks a brow.

"When did you gain Black Magic and Chaos Magic?" The man asks. Spirit makes a chuckling sound.

"When Sombra and Discord made me into an Element like our friends but even that backfired." Spirit states.

"I see. I see Light is here as well. Have you been taking care of her?" He asks with friendliness in his tone. Spirit sighs.

"I just got her back." He states.

"Back?" The man asks in surprise. "What happened?" He asks.

"Sombra happened. As I was being used to create the "ultimate weapon" or whatever, Sombra impaled her onto his sword. I had thought she had died but it was just that she was absorbed into the blade and he used her power during the war YOU helped make!" He exclaims. The man gains a black look, before a cold glare forms.

"I'll help you. But when all this is said and done, we're going to have our final match. Got it?" He states. Spirit nods his head lightly.

"Sure, Dusk Grave." Spirit states as the man nods his head and his cloak vanishes revealing a man with fair black hair, bone-white-eyes. His skin is ash white as his nails are colored bright red and on the back of his hands is the mark of the Death Dragon. His sword glows and turns into purple mist that then flows into his chest. His wings are large and the 'fingers' resemble thin and long coffin-like-shapes, his tail looks like a skeleton's with a metal spike at the tip.

He wears a strange kimono with leggings as his feet are covered by white socks and Japanese styled sandals. He looks down at Spirit as he is close to being twice his size. His head has four long horns that curve back but the tips curl upward as well. He growls as Spirit stares up at this strange man.

"Stop staring at me you fucking idiot." He orders. Spirit gains a serious look.

"Call me that again, and I'll show you what I did to the Kraken." He threatens. The man's eyes widen.

"You fought it again!?" He exclaims.

"Yes. Light and I had to deal with it once again, except this time it won't be coming back." Spirit says coolly. The man stares at Spirit before a smirk forms.

"Finally managed to kill it, did you?" He asks. Spirit shakes his head.

"I could have killed it the first time Light and I had first fought it, but I decided to let it live on as a guardian. However, Sombra tainted it and I was forced to kill it." He sighs out. The man nods his head lightly.

"Makes sense, seeing as to how you managed to kill that Draconequus way back when we had that club still going on. How is everyone anyways?" He asks. Spirit shrugs.

"Either dead or became a Kirin and then died or became the Elements of Harmony. Been FAR too long to remember such a thing." Spirit states with an annoyed tone as his eyes close and he scratches the side of his head. Dusk Grave nods his head slightly before he flickers next to Spirit as Light punches the ground and sends dirt into the air.

"Easy there." Dusk Grave states calmly and mockingly. She stares wide-eyed at Dusk as he smirks at her with an arm resting on Spirit's shoulder.

"You...." She says with an icy glare as the ground starts to freeze over as the air becomes freezing. Dusk gives her a "suave" smile.

"Me~." He states before his eyes widen as Light appears before him as her fist slams into his gut and sends him flying into the building behind him. Spirit blinks before looking at Light as she growls dangerously and chases after him. She flickers before Dusk as he starts to rise to his feet before she vanishes and appears next to him with her left foot raised to above her head. A gust of wind booms and Dusk flies into the air with a trail of dust trailing behind the Death Dragon-Son.

Spirit watches as Light appears above him and he slams into the ground. Spirit sighs tiredly before appearing between the two of them and catching Light's kick and Dusk's punch with his hands. The two of them look at Spirit with surprised eyes. They start to wonder how their attacks were stopped by his bare hands when before when they had done this during their Club days they had broke Spirit's hands with ease and had stopped to get him help.

"Enough of this." He orders as his eyes flash briefly and they both are pushed back by a strange red energy that spiral around into strange energy-flames. "Light, Dusk here has agreed to help, but when all of this is said and done, I will have my last fight with him." Spirit explains. Light sighs and nods her head but her icy cold glare remains glued on Dusk who blows a kiss to her.

She growls and her fists ignite into blue flames as her eyes glow slightly. Dusk stops stares at her with interest.

"That's new. Since when could you control Fire?" Dusk asks her. Light scoff's.

"Ever since Spirit claimed me as his mate. And I have more than Fire on my side, just to let you know." She hisses out. Dusk looks to Spirit, who nods his head before the ponies arrive. Dusk stops and stares at Twilight in awe as she moves as if she were gliding across the ground, her hair bounces slightly as does her chest every time she takes a step. He shakes his head and blushes when she stands before him. He looks away as to try and cover up his faint blush as she looks at him with a studying gaze before she smiles and holds out her hand.

"Hey there! Name's Twilight Sparkle! Nice to meet you...?" She asks.

"D-Dusk Grave." He stutters out as her voice sounds like an angels does. Twilight giggles slightly.

"Nice name." She says. Spirit smirks at this as he watches the two converse about themselves in friendly manner before he feels something watching him. He scan's the area before a needle shoots out from a window and sticks him in the shoulder. He yelps as he starts to feel his body go numb.

"Shit!" Dusk exclaims as he pulls out a strange vial of purple liquid. He rushes towards Spirit but is stopped by a Black Crystal clone of himself as it kicks him into a building. Three more appear and rush at Spirit who starts to pant as his body keeps going numb. His body starts to go cold as his skin starts to glow and his eyes seem to darken as his veins start to become black. His eyes close as he drifts off to sleep.

"No!" Light exclaims as she cuts down the clones with her katana-spear and bashes few heads off with her shield. She flickers next to Spirit's unconscious body as she goes to touch him, but a black energy field surrounds him and sends her back into Cadence who had just bucked a clone into oblivion. The two tumble into Twilight who catches them and helps them stand on their own. Spirit's body starts to tremble as the air seems to gain density as his normal rainbow energy turns deep matt black and his sword forms in his right hand.

"What's happening to him!?" Dash exclaims.

"His Dragon is taking him over." Dusk states as the vial is still in his skeletal hand while his right hand slowly regenerates.

"His..."Dragon"? But what does that mean?" AJ asks.

"We all have our own Dragon's, generally they will fuse with the Dragon's we have killed and allowed passage into our bodies and souls. But since Spirit has been corrupted by Chaos AND Black magic's as well as having the souls of MANY beings inside him as well, but something seems off..." Dusk states.

"But what about outside?" Twilight asks. Dusk gains a sheepish smile.

"We have to deal with him." He states with a sheepish chuckle. The ponies jaws drop.

"ARE YOU CRAZY!?" They all yell out. Dusk gains a manic look in his eye as a wide smile graces his lips.

"Never called me a crazy for nothing!!" He laughs out as his sword forms in his right hand. He laughs more as he rushes at the slowly rising Spirit. "LET'S FIGHT!" He yells out as he swings down onto Spirit's shoulder making a deep gash but no blood comes out. He kicks Spirit in the face but doesn't knock him back. "Tch." Dusk states before flickering back with the others as they stare in awe as Spirit's shoulder heals in the blink of an eye.

"Whoa." Dash states.

"Yep." Dusk states as his sword changes form into a large scythe. He appears behind Spirit and his arm flies off of his body as strange black liquid spews out of the wound and reforms his arm once more. The mask pieces cracks before it shatters like glass and his eyes fly open to reveal blood red and gold with white crowned slits. His body triples in size as fire circles around his form and his face becomes covered by a full mask similar to Light's but it holds a pure evil presence to it.

The ground beneath him cracks and shatters as his weight must be going up to accommodate his new size. His swords form on his back as his skin becomes volcanic ash grey as his claws grow longer and his torn shirt and partial coat flap in the wind like a cape. His mask is of a strange Dragon's skull and is matt black as it has strange insignia's curling and coiling all around it making it slightly more disturbing. His aura seems to darken before becoming blood red.

He releases a wail-like-roar as his clawed tail lashes against the ground and his form flickers from sight. Dusk looks around quickly before he is sent flying by an unseen force. Light flickers back only to be pinned down by Spirit's hand as he stares down at her growling like a ravenous beast. Light looks up at Spirit as he chokes her with a hand as he other hand moves back and is prepared to pierce her form.

He thrusts his claws down at her and she closes her eyes waiting for the end of her life. She flinches as she hears the tearing of flesh and a soft thump from next to her. She opens her eyes and see's that his right arm has been lopped off and his left is just being sliced in half as Dusk spin kick's Spirit's body into a pole. Dusk lands and helps Light back up to her feet as she watches black liquid shoot out of Spirit's wounds and his limbs reform as he slowly rises.

He growls as he and Dusk have a stare down before both flicker and meet up as Spirit punches at Dusk who blocks his attack with his sword. The two lean in close to each other before pushing each other back and away into two different building's as Light makes a strange magical dome around her and the ponies who watch in awe as the two beings clash, they note how much happier and livelier Dusk seems to look as he damages Spirit and he himself is damaged.

Spirit's mask starts to crack and Dusk smirks at what he and the others believe to be a panting Possessed Spirit. His heart seems to stop as Spirit laughs and his mask shatters revealing a wide grinned Spirit. His lips are bleach white as is his skin and his eyes are black and gold with white crowned slits. He grips the hilt of his sword and swings it down over his shoulder as it looks like a large curve backward meat-cleaver with his normal hilt and guard.

He looks up and laughs more as he runs at Dusk and slashes his blade at the Death Dragon-Son who quickly dodges the rapid fire of attacks. He watches Spirit's movement's in hopes of finding the right time to strike. He smirks as Spirit raises his arm readying to cleave him half but Dusk slashes as Spirit's side. His eyes widen as his blade bounces off of Spirit's side making sparks as the possessed being laughs maniacally and slashes Dusk's shoulder, cleaving it right open and making bright red crimson blood gush out and rain down onto the ground.

"Is that all you can do?" Spirit asks with a rumbling echoing voice, Dusk looks up at the possessed being with wide eyes.

'No one's Dragon is supposed to be able to talk when using the host's body. Could it be we didn't classify Spirit's Dragon as JUST a Fire Dragon!? No, that can't be right. We used that damned machine to go place his Dragon into a category.' Dusk thinks to himself.

'It could be that the machine messured his power wrong.' Says a woman's voice in the back of Dusk's mind. His eyes widen more.

'Your awake now too? And why haven't you tried to take my body over?' He asks.

'I was drawn out by this intense power, and it would seem that the machine only nicked the first layer of Spirit's power, much as it had done to all of us.' The woman states as Dusk's shoulder heals slowly and he flickers away from the possessed Spirit.

'Then what could he possibly be? Not a Fire Dragon, his energies are FAR to powerful to be that. And if I eliminate the other energies it just comes up the same if they were still there. What in the hell could his Dragon be!?' He yells in his mind as he dodges Spirit's stab attack.

'He had explained that he was created in a lab, manufactured, correct?' The voice asks. Dusk nods his head.

'That's right, but what does that have to do with ANYTHING!?' He roars mentally as he blocks Spirit's blade before kicking him in he chest and knocking him over.

'What exactly was put into him?' The voice ask again. Dusk thinks back.

'He had said that he was made by using Psychic human cells and multiple Dragon cells as well as having to look at multiple Dragon's to welcome into his being.' Dusk tells the voice.

'What were their races and ranks?' The voice asks.

'Um, Fire, Water, Ice, Wind, Darkness, Light, Life, Death, Soul, Earth, Cosmic, Machine, Metal and Fantasy. Why?' He asks.

'What does he show you when his energy awakens from those types?' It asks.

'I sense Fire and Darkness right now.' He states as he dodges Spirit's swipes in attempts to kill Dusk.

'What about when he is not like this? How does he fight?' It asks again.

'He uses everything to his advantage. He can make his limbs or body into metal, he changes his body parts into machinery, even becoming Fire. He's used Plasma which was from a Dragon he had killed before hand. He's managed to use his Psychic abilities to control the earth. Is he a mix of Light, Darkness, Fire, and something else?' Dusk asks after going through what he has witnessed.

'It's very possible we could be dealing with something more. Were those the ONLY types that had been held captive in that wretched lab?' The voice asks.

'No. There were loads...more...no. No, how could that even be possible!?' Dusk questions.

'We are dealing with the "KING" here, Dusk. I wouldn't be surprised if he had Cosmic inside his form. But let's just limit what we know.' The voice states. Dusk nods his head as he tries to cut Spirit's shoulder but only bounces off of his form. He flickers back away from the Dragon-Son panting. 'We know he has power over all things Fire and heat related, he has power over Darkness and Light.

'He has Psychic abilities and has Chaos and Black Magic's coursing through his soul and veins.'

'He can utilize Light's abilities and she can utilize his Fire abilities as well. He can transcend death and even pass that on to others if he so chooses as well as create life from nothing but a simple seed or pieces of bark that could have been dead for may millennia. Is that all?' It asks.

'No. There is also the fact that he can take souls and even give souls or let them go into the next life at will, meaning he could gain power from that as well. Damn it, when we were back in that damned Club we would train constantly yet only Light and Spirit could train together in that fucking room. What even happened in there anyways?' Dusk thinks as he spins to the side and flickers behind Spirit and manages to cleave his right shoulder open.

"That it?" Spirit asks. "You dodge and get a single hit in? I thought the wielder of could cut anything!!" He laughs out as he kicks Dusk into the wall of a house.

'FUCK! This isn't good at all!!' He roars mentally.

'I'll lend you my power, for now, but only so that I can see Sombra plead for mercy as I cutout his HEART!!!!' The voice exclaims. He nods his head as a skeletal mask forms over his face and that black and purple flaming cloak forms around his body as his sword becomes a scythe and a black and purple flaming hood is pulled up over his head. His tail and wings become larger yet they also become more skeletal and sharp.

He looks at Spirit and growls as his scythe's blade seems to glow in hunger for it's enemies flesh and blood. The clouds up above darken and thunder booms down into the Empire as lightning flashes and rain starts to pour down. Spirit's grin becomes a gleeful smile.

"There's the power!!!" He laughs out as he holds his sword out with a hand and rain downpours down as he keeps cackling and the two flicker and clash against the other as their blades create sparks that burn the ground. Spirit keeps smiling as the two of them push each other back and forth before Dusk kicks him in the side knocking him into a pole and sapping it. Spirit cackles more as his tail crabs the pole and uses it as a club, smashing it into Dusk's head and making him step back slightly.

Spirit stares at Dusk who stares back with a cold death glare ever present. His scythe lights up and he spins it around creating small floating skulls with black and purple flames raging around them. Dusk points a bony finger at Spirit and the burning skulls scream as they fly towards Spirit.

"This is getting boring!!" Spirit exclaims as he slashes the skulls in half, his smile gone and an annoyed look on his face. "To think this child holds so much power, yet doesn't even use it all. Pity." He states. Light's eyes widen.

"Is that really his Dragon...?" She mutters out. Dusk gives her a sideways glance before glaring back at Spirit.

"What's your name and who are?" He asks.

"Name? Don't got a name! And who am I? Well, let's just say I am apart of his royal highnesses' best assassin's." He states.

"You work for Sombra?" Dusk asks.

"That's right, I work for the God of Hatred and Fear." Spirit states with a grin. Dusk brings his scythe up.

"Then tell me something, what kind of Dragon lives within Spirit?" He asks. Spirit gains frown.

"A Dragon not many know of. The Dragon of...-Erk!?!?" He exclaims as strange beams of light burst from his chest. "WHAT!?!?" Spirit exclaims as the light becomes rainbow colored, making Spirit's eyes widen. "No! I won't give back this body!! NO!!!" He roars out as he stabs the sword into his chest. The light's only grow brighter and brighter the sword seems to pull out on it's own accord and shatter.

Spirit stares as the blade returns back to normal before splitting into two blades once more but the eyes seem self-aware of the situation and snarling is heard coming from the blades as the fuse back together and flow into Spirit's chest. Spirit wails in pain as light bursts from his form as his skin start to burn away and his right eye returns to normal. A strange black sphere forms in Spirit's mouth and he grips it tightly as he pulls with all his force and rips it out of his body.

His eyes return to normal, as does his skin tone color and his height is how it should be as well.

"This little piece of SHIT!!" Spirit roars out as he throws it onto the ground, he summons his sword and stabs the black blob, slicing it in half before setting it aflame, making it burn in what the others could only guess would be agony.

"Spirit!" The others exclaim. "Are you alright?" Light asks. He nods his head and gives Dusk a thankful look.

"Thanks for distracting him long enough for me to get that parasite out of me." Spirit states Dusk nods his head as he himself returns to normal.

"No problem, but I do have a question. What are you made of?" He asks. Spirit shrugs.

"Cells, magic. The usual I guess. Why?" He asks.

"Because your not just a Fire Dragon, huh?" Dusk asks.

"No, No I am not. I was made with many things that even I don't know yet. But, whatever. We need to hurry and find that damned Crystal Heart and kick Sombra's ass, got it?" Spirit states. Dusk nods his head.

"Fuck yeah." He says with a smirk. Spirit smirks back and he leads the group towards the large Crystal Castle where Sombra lays beneath it, waiting for his foe's arrival.