Celestia’s Ultimate Truth.
By Storiesatrandom.
Twilight and Spike were walking towards the entrance of Canterlot Castle. Twilight was looking forward to this, though Spike was uninterested. Twilight said, looking at her companion, “Spike, I’m surprised Celestia has information on who your mother is!”
“Well, I’m kinda not interested anymore, especially with that run-in with some certain teen dragons who will remain nameless.”
“Spike, I’m sorry you had to find out about that, but maybe they were just a bad example of the dragon race, let alone dragon teenagers. I mean, they were nomadic Dragons, nothing alike the sentient dragons of Dragonia.”
“I know, you told me that, 30 times already… but who’s counting.” Spike sighed, he intentionally huffed loudly as he exhaled.
“Look, it’s already been a few weeks since that rather misfortunate encounter with bad examples of dragons. I’m sure you were born to a sentient dragon family. Maybe you were from nobles in the Dragonia royal court, or maybe even an heir of the Dragonia thrown, or-”
Spike said, unenthusiastically, “Or maybe I was just born randomly from a dragon breeding farm Celestia must have somehow convince Dragonia to do.”
“Spike, that 'Dragon breeding farm' hog-wash is just a myth to make Celestia look bad.”
“Then why is Dragonia even allowing me to become your assistant?”
Twilight was about to say something, but stopped to think. “Gee, I never thought about that. Maybe you were allowed to be such through permission by the queen of Dragonia herself. Or maybe you were recovered from an egg smuggling operation by Celestia’s guards. Maybe a secret breeding operation by Celestia that not even I or Luna know about?”
“Wow, for her faithful student, you’re awfully quick to talk smack about her Twilight.”
“No, it’s just, since she’s a goddess she might not have a good understanding of moral choices or having a proper understanding of good or evil. I mean, she let Luna back in despite the fact that 'Nightmare Moon' fiasco almost brought an end to Equestia as we know it.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s because Celestia knew that Luna is not really like that at all. And it’s pretty clear that Luna regrets even doing it.”
“You have a good point Spike. Maybe I am a tad quick to judge a book by its cover.”
“I'm sure Princess Celestia is not a book.” Spike said satirically rather than with confusion.
Twilight looked at Spike confused and smiled. Spike grinned as well, and they both laughed. “So, still uninterested about knowing who your parents are?” said Twilight, expecting a positive response.
“Well, I guess those certain dragons were just bad examples, I’m sure my parents will really put dragons in a good light for me.”
“That’s my little guy.”
Later in the Canterlot palace hall
“So, where is Celestia anyway?”
“From what I read from the schedule, Luna is at a royal meeting with the Minotaur nation, Writing Glory went to make peace with the sea pony empire, Trixie is visiting the temple where she trained with Creation to meditate private thoughts. It didn’t say anything about Celestia being unavailable.”
Spike groaned unenthusiastically, “How about we ask the guards where Celestia is?”
“Like I could talk a guard into-”
“Oh,” a voice called, “good evening miss Twilight.”
It was Thundering Might, a Pegisious guard general. “Oh, General Thundering Might, I haven’t seen you since Celestia went crazy because of Nighttime Misery.”
“Well, being a guard, we rarely get days off, guarding the controllers of the sun and moon is pretty much a 24/7 gig. Anyway, to cut this conversation short, the Princess is in her royal chambers. She insisted I instructed you to meet her there. It’s so important that it can’t be entirely revealed, I mean not that the guard, Luna, Writing Glory nor Trixie already know about it. But insists on it being done privately anyway, for your eyes only!” Twilight and Spike curiously nodded. “I only ask that you’ll still think kindly of the princess, even if you know of it.” Before Twilight could ask anything Thundering Might flew off.
“I still can’t believe you forgot that your always welcome to Canterlot castle Twilight. I mean, remember when you tried to sneak in and nopony was shocked or surprised about your presence?” Spike rolled his eyes.
“I thought the Princess would have some areas I wasn't allowed to enter...”
“You don’t seem to think when you over-react to things. You’re really panic prone, Twilight.”
Twilight conceded in with her unique finesse, “Ok, maybe sometimes I fail to keep a straight head but, I am among the most logical ponies in Equestia.”
“I know, I know, but even geniuses have their bad days. Remember that ‘Smarty pants’ incident?”
“Don’t remind me.” Twilight was growing fed up with Spikes antics, “Would you please let the past remain the past?!”
Later…
Twilight and Spike finally reached Celestia’s chambers. “Princess Celestia? It’s Twilight and Spike. You know about Spike’s parents?”
A voice came from the other side. “Please come in, my most faithful student and, young Spike.” The doors opened automatically.
“Guess Celestia must of opened it, Twilight?”
Twilight and Spike entered. They saw Celestia standing by her balcony. Celestia turned around, her ever loving smile present.
“Good morning Princess Celestia, it’s always a pleasure to be in your grace.”
“Uh, same here.” Sheepishly followed spike.
Celestia walked towards them. “Do either of you know why I brought you two here today?”
“You brought us here cause you found out who my parents were.”
“That and I want to, confess something. You see, I have learned that you ran into trouble from some nomadic dragons and one of them destroyed a message I have sent to you.”
“Oh no, I remembered now. That wasn’t important, was it?” Twilight frowned.
“Sort of, it was like the message I sent you now. Anyway, I felt bad that Spike may had lost fate in his own species because of the mistreatment of these… delinquents.”
“Not entirely Princess, now I just think I prefer Sentient Dragons more. Nomadic ones are so not for me.”
“I’m glad to hear that the species is not completely dead to you. Though, I’m sorry if your older brother Garble wasn’t the best ambassador for the Nomad dragons.”
There was a long silence. Celestia noticed the shocked faces of Spike and Twilight
.
Twilight shouted loudly and spontaneously, “WHAT?!”
“Calm down Twilight, that’s not even the shocking reveal… though, based on him destroying the message, I assumed you've grown to… dislike him, at best?”
“How could that jerk be my-”
“Not socially or emotionally related, no. But, he’s technically your brother, because you both came from the same mother.”
“Oh, I see.... But I was born in a different clutch of eggs, right? Hopefully of a different dad?”
“Well, the father’s not the concern…. It’s, who the mother is.”
“Yeah, that is totally important,” Spike crossed his arms.
“Well, who is Spike’s mother, Celestia?”
Frowning, Celestia said, “Promise me no matter what, you’ll always see me in a kind light, and only revel this to those that can be trusted to keep a secret.” Twilight nodded.
Spike shrugged. “Hey, how bad can it be?”
“It depends on your definition of bad.” Celestia flew up. Twilight and Spike were confused of the sudden action.
“Celestia, wha-what are you doing?”
“Twilight… I am revealing the form that created Spike.”
Spike and Twilight synchronized, “Huh?”
Spike said, “But, but that means-”
A huge flash occurred. A series of lights surround Celestia, as her form became more Dragon-like. Hooves become claws, fur turns scaly, Celestia became slightly taller, tail becomes longer and snake-like with the original tail still present, but on the end of the longer reptilian tail, and Celestia’s face became more-reptile-like, with few of her Alicorn features still present, but now much larger. The flash ended, reviling Celestia as a complete dragoness.
Her pony features like Cutiemark, Alicorn horn and wings are still present, but now more larger, the shoes on her front appendages now became like golden, flexible gloves, with her back shoes now became more like shin guards. Her claws resembled elegant finger nails that appeared well-manicured. Now she also held a scaly underbelly, normal for dragons. Her crown also became different, as well as the slightly similar necklace. Celestia has become a Magi-dragon. It’s a dragon with a slightly humanoid form and sometimes can have bird-like wings (though the traditional dragon wings are more common).
Twilight and Spike stared in amazement, awe, and shock. “Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-you, princess? You're a Magi-dragon and my ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma…” Spike fainted before he could finish that sentence.
Twilight shook her shock away and casted a rain spell on spike, causing the dragon to wake.
The dragon stuttered, “I, I don’t believe this…. Celestia, you’re a Magi-Dragon and my……. my mom?”
Celestia said, voice still the same, but a tad deeper, “Perhaps, I am due of some explanation. First of all, I just want to state the record that I was born an Alicorn. This, ability to become a Magi-Dragon was granted to me by the Dragon queen of old long ago, sometime after Luna’s banishment. During the time, I was in deep sadness and loneliness, and because of it I ended up misusing this ability, to put it nicely, meet somepony, or, as they say “someone” nice. And for a while, it was a charming time. Mind you, this was a few months and a year and a half after what followed Nightmare’s banishment.”
“Ok, thanks for, clearing it up little.” Spike wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or not, he was simply in awe.
(Here’s a link to what Celestia’s talking about to make more sense: Celestia's Ascension to Madness. )
“Anyway, I was always meeting all sorts of dragons: Sentient, Other Magi-Dragons, even a very rare few of nice Nomadic Dragons. All were, charmed by this.”
“So, you mean, before you were interested in mares, you did date guys?” Twilight said remembering an ‘experience’ with her master.
“It was before Filly-fooling and Colt-cuddling was even established, let alone actually heard of. It was a hetero dominated world long ago. So in laymen’s terms, guys were hot to me. But let me explain more, I had discovered the consequences of having 'private' fun with others. Doing such would mean getting pregnant with clutches and clutches of eggs. Oh and uh, in case you’re gonna be a smart-ass about this Twilight: it was before the invention of condoms.” Twilight wanted to protest, but respected the Princess too much to do such.
“In those times, I bore many children. Some either lead a good path or a dark path. Some still living, others…. Had lived their time. They either left peacefully, or were slain by a hero if one should assault a village or town or an insanely hot daughter of that kingdom’s leader. But, I digress. In most time at nights back then, I would secretly leave the castle without the guards finding out and spend times in Sentient Dragon nations... Dragonia mostly.
“I would spend time in party clubs and shamefully I admit, I had done work as a stripper, as they are called these days. Though because dragons don’t wear clothes, it was deemed pointless at times. Again we were granted clothes to grant sense to it. Boy, was I granted admirers, all shapes and sizes, and that’s just the male dragons in whole… but I won’t go further detail of that. I had done this for quite some time in nights. Till, a few years before you were even born Twilight or before the apple family came to settle Ponyville; had I did my last trip into Dragonia’s strip club.
“It was breaking down, so the performers were allowed one last night of performance. I’m not meaning to toot my own horn, but I gave an admirable performance. When it was time to close, it was closed forever. I was left with not much else… Till I met a rather handsome, you know for dragons, purple dragon with green spikes. He bears a good resemblance of when Spike rampaged Ponyville when the greed-prone incident happened.
“We spent some time together, had dinner, went to see those moving pictures back when that idea alone was the bees knees, and then, we were consumed by hormones and well, we got intimate. Before the morning was needed I had to say goodbye to that special friend. He wanted to marry me, but I insisted I was needed somewhere else, somewhere where he can’t follow. He understood. I made him promise me that he’ll continue to find someone good. He agreed reluctantly. We parted ways. I returned to the castle and returned to my pony form. But I felt this incredible pain, like something hard was inside me. That’s when I knew I was baring life.
“I was in seclusion for some time; having to remain in dragon form just to avoid pain as a pony. It wasn’t long before the guard found out, and I was able to stop them before they attacked me. They thought I was an intruding dragon. We both agreed that this should remain a secret trusted only to those capable and trustworthy enough to remain silent about it at the time. I spent months baring the egg inside me. When it was finally time, I embraced nature’s gift. That was when your egg came to be, Spike.”
“But, didn’t I come with another clutch of eggs?”
Celestia frowned. “You would’ve, but the raid happened. Your egg as well as some others were under my care. Canterlot had some evil visitors; the egg devouring screamer bats. They attacked my room following the scent of dragon eggs. I fought vigorously and furiously, but to no avail. The screamer bats took all the eggs but yours. I decided to keep the egg under lock and key in an egg warmer room until you came along Twilight, and so started your destiny.”
“So, I guess you’re not really much of a virgin as I thought. It explained by you were, so, professional when we done it.”
“Wow….. I, I don’t know what to say… mom.”
Celestia looked away. “I won’t blame you for frowning upon my out of placement upset. I had kept a secret about my past in fear of the shame and international embarrassment it could bring. That’s why only those I trust, the guards, Luna, Writing Glory, Trixie, and my own council only knows of this. Now so do you, Twilight and my son. I’ll understand if you reveal this to your friends Twilight, but they must promise to keep it a secret. And Spike, my son, I am sorry for the half of your life you grew without a mother or a father, but only an adopted sister and a wonderful misfit family. Twilight has supplied everything for you, even love… but know that I love you as a son Spike. I am only sorry I was never around as a parent, I should’ve been… my son I hope you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me.”
Spike hugged Celestia. Celestia returned the affectionate embrace. A flash occurred, returning Celestia back to her true Alicorn form, hugging still present. Spike broke the hug, “Giving me the life I had now is love enough. I understand how busy you are and how great but fragile your reputation is. You’re a great mom, by giving me the greatest friends, and the best half-sister a dragon could ask for.”
Twilight was heartfelt, “Aww…. Come here you two.” Twilight hugged the both of them. “If you’re not too busy, Celestia, we would like to spend some time with you.”
“But of course, Twilight, It was going to be a quiet day for me anyway. My usual duties don’t start until tomorrow. I’m free for the day.”
“How about lunch?"
“Lunch would be lovely.”
“Oh, good, I’m starving! Discovering your mom is half Alicorn half Magi-dragon is hungry work. I could eat a gem mine.”
“Not to worry Spike, I’m sure I might have some jewelry I think you might like. We need more room in the vault with the royal gifts from Griffinmania following next week. I would like you to get as many gems you can carry, some for now, some for later.”
Spike was drooling insanely, and drop fainted again.
“Oh, spike...” Said both the ponies.
The End
