Saanvodkiin stood atop the large grassy mountain that bordered between Equestria and the land of the Unknown. Behind him were multiple pillar-like mountains, casting a shadow over where he stood while gazing upon the large land of Equestria.

It had been a week since he had sent the letter of invitation, though it was an uneventful week, disregarding the recent activity of the Non-Dovah’s of this world. The mere thought of their race brought disgust to the First. The Non-Dovah's are a race built on greed and ruled by egotistical megalomaniacs, making them pests to the Dovah race.

He stood there, arms crossed and eyes closed, waiting and expecting something to occur. Snapping his eyes open, he heard the distant wings get closer and closer. He looked towards the source and saw a non-Dovah flying towards him, the look of intimidation it held only earned a scoff from the First as he unfurled his arms.

“You!” Yelled the Non-Dovah. It stopped flying forwards but stayed in the air, more intimidation that caused the First to shake his head silence. “I've heard that you may be enough of a challenge to face me!” the egotistical Dragon continued.

The First simply growled at the non-Dovah before suddenly being engulfed in the clouds that surrounded the both of them. The Dragon reeled back in shock before forming a grin.

“I see. You'd rather hide than to face me!” Laughed the flying Dragon before it turned its sights towards the city of Canterlot. “I guess I'll have to find my own source of entertainment.” Chuckled the Dragon - unbeknownst to him, however, a large shadow began to be cast over the dragon and the land below it.

Finally noticing the sudden lack of brightness, the once egotistical dragon turned back towards the First and was greeted with a surprise of the frightening kind. Where the First once stood, now stood the mightiest Dovah in his primal form.

The mighty Dovah growled as his gaze landed at the small dragon in the air. The First unfurled his wings, casting an even larger shadow with his impressive wingspan.

“Waan hi waarth hin laas, lif nu ahrk neh daal.” Spoke the voice of the First. His voice boomed with every word he spoke, adding towards his intimidating size. The non-dovah was in a state of shock and terror. “Kos Vod!” This got a reaction from the stunned Dragon.

Quickly turning around, the dragon began to frantically fly away without delay, leaving the mighty Dovah to revert back to normal. Once the attire worn before his change appeared around him, The First unfurled his wings and took off in breakneck speed towards Canterlot.

~Ω~

Silence, something that Twilight had come to be accustomed with inside her new castle. It was something Twilight enjoyed the most, along with reading, as there would be nothing to interrupt her from her learnings. Though the thought of reading another book from her new library seems pleasant, Twilight only wished to continue her rest on her queen sized bed.

It has been an eventful week for Twilight and her friends, the thought of travelling to a foreign land as representatives of Equestria had them stressed with thoughts of failure or embarrassment towards their home. This of course had them distracted during their daily chores and duties such as Twilight being unable to sleep well, worried that she would have a nightmare while the other mares suffered differently.

But as luck would have it, the night prior was spent in relaxation and destressing during a trip to the local spa. This allowed Twilight and her friends to finally get a full night's rest.

But like all things, it had to come to an end whether it be a quiet end, or a rather loud and door slamming way - and the latter was what woke the sleeping princess. Slowly opening her eyes and blocking the light of the sun with a raised hand, Twilight found the one responsible, Spike.

The young Drake was fully dressed in his traveling attire and holding large backpack over his shoulder. Twilight stared at him for a minute or two before finally speaking.

“Why did you wake me up?” She whined, dropping her head back onto her pillows.

“Because we leave in three hours and you still haven't packed.” Said the teenaged Drake with annoyed expression and crossed arms. This got an immediate reaction from the lavender mare only seconds after those words left his mouth.

“What!?” Yelled the princess, springing back into seated position before looking at the large clock on the wall. “Oh no, I've overslept!” She exclaimed, jumping out from her bed only to be hit by a cold breeze from the open door. Looking down at herself while shivering, she had realized that she had chosen to sleep in the nude. With a blush, Twilight had covered herself while Spike was stunned at her decision.

“You have clothes to sleep with, Twi!” Exclaimed the young Drake with his own blush once he looked away. His words went on deaf ears as the sound of magic being used greeted his ears. Spike looked back at Twilight only to see her fully dressed now, wearing a pair of blue skinny jeans and lavender shirt that had her cutie mark on the front and back. “I'll be waiting in the throne room.” Spike informed her before leaving the room without another word.

Once the door was shut, Twilight quickly discarded her favourite shirt due to how tight it felt for her newly developed breasts that was caused by her ascension to Alicornhood. Though, oddly, her body only began to change throughout the last week, despite the fact that she had ascended nearly a year ago. She had noticed her change and thought nothing of it before it began to annoy her. Most of her clothes no longer fit her now and with a snap of her fingers, she was naked once more with her skinny jeans and shirt discarded onto the floor. She looked around her room before spotting a mirror along with her reflection.

Looking into the mirror, she compared herself to what she had looked like before her body began to change. Her once average sized breasts had grown slightly, giving her breasts that would cause stallions to double take and stare. Her rump was also affected, as well as her thighs, giving her a more curvaceous look and her once skinny frame now looked as if it belonged on a super model.

Many mares would be overjoyed to have a body such as Twilight’s - but not Twilight herself. Her newly developed body only provided unwanted attention and stares from Stallions and mares alike, something she simply wasn’t accustomed to.

She looked back at her discarded clothes as her horn began to emit the signature lavender hue of her magic. Her clothes were soon engulfed in the aura as well, making the fabrics grow a few sizes before the aura dissipated. Once Twilight saw that her clothes had grown large enough, she began to put them on, and as she did, she smiled at the success of the growth spell. Once she was fully dressed, she left her room and walked down the large corridor.

As Twilight quickly strolled down the corridor, Spike was busy with personal matters. After he left Twilight in her room, informing her that he’s be waiting at the crystal throne room and as he promised, he sat cross legged on the crystalline floor with his eyes closed and his breathing slowed to a steady pace.

As he took another deep breath, he couldn't help but chuckle at the memory of the others finding him in the middle of his meditation. It did annoy the young drake once he recalled how easily Rainbow Dash had joked about his position but merely shook his head before hearing the large doors open. Quickly opening his eyes, he saw Twilight walk through the now opened door.

“Come on, Spike. We need to get the rest of the girls before heading to Canterlot.” Said the lavender princess. Spike merely rolled his eyes before simply gesturing behind him. There sitting on their respective thrones were the three of the Elements of Harmony, while the remaining two were standing at the far end of the room, each of them waiting for Twilight.

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were engaged a hacky sack competition with Pinkie looking less tired than Rainbow. Fluttershy was in the midst of a conversation with Rarity whilst the latter was busy painting her nails. Lastly was the farming mare, Applejack, who simply rested on her throne and occasionally letting out a loud snore, her hat covering her resting eyes.

“We've been waiting for you for at least an hour.” Spike said, letting Twilight feel slightly guilty for making her friends wait for so long.

“Sorry.” Muttered the slightly embarrassed princess. The young Drake simply stood up from the crystalline floor. “Sorry for making you all wait for an hour.” Twilight said, gaining the attention of all her friends while waking up Applejack as well.

“Did ah miss anythin’?” Asked the farmer mare with a loud yawn. Her words went on deaf ears before looking behind her throne, seeing the mare she and her friends were waiting for. “Oh hey there, sugarcube. Didn't think you'd be the one to oversleep.”

“Yeah, sorry about that.” Twilight said, accompanied by a nervous laugh and smile. As if hearing her voice, the rest of her friends turned to face the young princess.

“So is everypony ready to go?” Spike asked the group, earning a series of nods. Each mare grabbed their respected luggage, consisting of either one large suitcase or a backpack, before beginning their trek towards the train station that was, for the sake of time, just a short walk away.

But as they walked their way towards the train station, Twilight’s mind began to wonder. Drifting from thought to thought, never settling on a single one. It was not until the single thought of Saanvodkiin that her mind settled. Thinking of The First, even after a week since his initial arrival, still brings a set of odd feelings that even Twilight could not understand.

~Ω~

“Strike!” Yelled a commanding voice, the sound of swords clashing soon followed. “Again!” Yelled the authoritative voice to which was followed by the swords clashing once more.

Celestia could only smile at the sight she was bestowed upon. After an uneventful week at the palace, Celestia had been had finally convinced Discord to properly train to use the sword her father had given to him. The sight of Discord not using his magic to cheat had shown Celestia that he was truly committed - and knowing this, she smiled.

Her smile faltered however as the familiar yet surprising sounds of large flapping wings greeted her ears. Looking up into the skies, she was greeted with the sight of her father suddenly appearing.

“Father, I didn't expect to see you so soon.” Celestia said just as her father hovered in front of her. “The others haven't even arrived yet.” Added the alabaster princess. Her father, The First, simply landed on the balcony in which his daughter stood on before turning to her.

“An unexpected visit, I will admit, but I merely wish to converse with my eldest daughter.” Saanvodkiin answered in a calming tone only familiar to his daughters.

“Truly you jest.” Celestia replied with a bit of surprise in her tone. Her surprise was not unfounded, throughout the entirety of the last week, not once had he spoken to another soul - much less his own daughters. Celestia felt a cold chill crawl up as she saw the shift in her father's expression, but much to her surprise, he merely sighed.

“No, I speak the truth and nothing but.” Was The First’s reply. He walked closer towards Celestia while the latter stayed silent. Celestia felt the odd feeling of giddiness at the thought of a pleasant talk with her father. Not as a princess with a king, but as a daughter conversing with her father.

“Yes.” Came the sudden answer from the alabaster alicorn. “A little chat session sounds lovely.” She added with a bright smile that brought a small but noticeable smile onto the First. The latter now stood beside her, leaning onto the railing. At that moment, both were had chatted to one another. Even to Celestia’s slight discomfort of the entirety of her current situation, she was nonetheless happy to have created a happy moment with her father.

~Ω~

From the echoing whistle to the screeching of the train’s brakes, it was clear to those aboard that they had arrived at their destination, the City of Canterlot. Soon after its complete stop, stallions and mares quickly hurried out the doors of the various cars on the train. Twilight and her friends were the last ones to exit from the train, held up by the masses of ponies trying to exit.

“Finally, we’re out of there.” Sighed the athletic Rainbow Dash as her wings fully stretched open. “Oh, that feels so much better.” Rainbow said just after hearing the satisfying pops from both her shoulders and wings. Behind the cyan pegasus was Fluttershy holding both her bag and Rainbow’s.

“Dash, you forgot your bag.” Fluttering informed, holding out the large bag in question. Hearing this caused the athletic mare to chuckle nervously before taking hold of her bag. Soon came the loud yawn from a formerly sleeping Applejack, looking as tired as when she boarded the train.

“Why are you so tired today?” Asked the fashionista of the group, Rarity as she walked passed the tired mare. “You're not overworking yourself again, are you?” She asked with a raised brow.

“Oh she's been working alright.” Dash said with an added chuckle at the end. “Isn't that right, Jackie?”

“Shut up.” Replied the tired mare meanwhile Rarity couldn't help but groan at her athletic friend. Suddenly shooting out from the train, a pink blur ran laps around the small group before stopping just beside Applejack, much to her surprise.

“I don't know about either of you but I feel like I could go for miles.” Said the very hyperactive mare, in her hand was an empty bottle of Rainbow Dash’s energy drinks. The latter groaned at the sight.

“Pinkie I told you not to touch my stuff.” Rainbow said in an annoyed tone. Pinkie seemed as if to not have heard her and by the noticeable vibration her entire body was emitting, Pinkie wouldn't have listened to her anyway as her expression was that of pure joy. “Next time I'm keeping my bag in a safe beside me.” muttered the disgruntled athlete.

Soon after Rainbow had spoken both Twilight and Spike walked out the train, each holding their one bag or suitcase. The two were in the midst of a long conversation, mostly regarding on what they envision Skuldafn to be like but once they saw their friends waiting, the conversation was but to a complete stop and forgotten of immediately.

“Let's get going, girls.” Twilight said before taking the lead. Each mare nodded and followed suit with Spike not far behind. Though the walk was long, their destination was clear in their sights, and while they walked, a few of Canterlot’s residents had taken notice of the group before bowing to show their respects to both the Element bearers and the young princess.

While Twilight was not used to the attention she was getting, it seemed that Rainbow and Rarity didn't mind - but the same couldn’t be said for Fluttershy. The usually shy mare had showed no emotion, a skill she had picked up in her studies to overcome her shyness. She wore a figurative mask that bore no emotion, as to hide her shyness, but under it all, it was obvious that she was extremely uncomfortable with all the attention the group was receiving.

After several minutes of walking down the many lanes towards the palace, the group had finally arrived at the guarded gates of the palace, and were henceforth let in without a word. Once on the palace grounds however, many servants and guards had greeted the Element Bearers - much to Spike’s annoyance.

“Ah, you've arrived.” Spoke a deep voice from above. Twilight was the first to look up and was greeted with the sight of Saanvodkiin hovering down towards them. “Unexpectedly early as well.” He said with raised brow that brought the feeling of nervousness back to Twilight while her friends were simply stunned to see the very being that created everything in existence.

“It's… um well… ” Struggled the young princess to utter a single sentence. Spike took a step forward before speaking.

“She doesn't like to be tardy.” Spike said before glancing back at Twilight. “Even if it is a minute late.” He muttered mostly to himself.

“I see.” Answered back the First before turning to address the group as a whole. “Despite your unexpected arrival at this time, everything is in order and ready for your departure.” Informed the Ancient Being.

“Excuse me… sir.” Twilight finally spoke though slowly to avoid stuttering. “If you don't mind telling, where is Skuldafn?” Asked the young princess.

“You shall know soon enough.” The First replied before turning to look at the group once more. “Come. My eldest daughter awaits your arrival.” Saanvodkiin said before simply snapping his fingers, causing each mare to emit a bright glow that soon engulfed them and disappeared once the light vanished, leaving only The First and the young Drake, Spike.

“Hey, what about me?” Asked Spike, his tone showing a bit envy for not being taken along with his friends.

“I have a much better task for you, young one.” Said the First as he waited for Spike to stand beside him. After a minute or two of silence, the young drake did just that and stood tall beside the Ancient Being as both were taken away from the very ground they stood on.

Being blinded by a bright light brought both a daze and a rush of nausea to the young Drake, as he was unfamiliar to the sudden action, what with this form of teleportation feeling different from any pony’s. But once both ill feelings subsided and his sight restored, he couldn't help but be mistaken for still being blinded until he saw the Ancient Being standing beside him. Spike slowly turned and scanned the immediate vicinity and as far as the eye could see was simply white. There was simply nothing, no ground, no sky, nothing.

“Where are we?” Spike finally asked after his initial shock and heard his own question through the echoes. Saanvodkiin looked down at the young Drake with a calming smile.

“We currently stand in between the Planes of Existence. The Void.” The First said, gesturing the area around them. “Here nothing exists, yet everything does at the same time.” As a part of his explanation, a large throne, bigger than the one in Canterlot, erected from the very ground beneath their feet. Spike was utterly surprised, shocked even, at the sight of the sudden appearance of the throne - while Saanvodkiin simply sat on it.

“The laws that binds your world together do not exist here, only the laws you think of.” With those words, Saanvodkiin stood up from the newly formed throne as it sunk back onto the white void below. The ground rippled like water before it became the white surface it was minutes ago. “This task, if you wish to take it, will put you in charge of creating the vessel in which you and your friends will use to travel to Skuldafn.” Saanvodkiin said, looking down at Spike.

“Wait, back up a second.” Spike said, taking a step back in added surprise. “You want me to make what?” He asked.

“A vessel in which you will use to travel to Skuldafn.” The First answered again without any delay.

“How am I supposed to do that by myself let alone without tools and the knowledge to do so?” Spike asked, baffled at the task he is able to take. His answer came in the form of Saanvodkiin offering his hand to the Drake. Confused as to what to do, Spike hesitantly placed his hand atop of The First’s and was greeted with an odd feeling. This odd feeling was accompanied by a dim green glow that emitted from their hands.

That's when he felt it, the once odd feeling becoming stronger and stronger until it overwhelmed any other feelings inside of him. It caused no pain or even any strain. The glow soon vanished and allowed Spike to see that it had left a strange mark on the back of his hand. It looked similar to a tattoo but different at the same time.

“What the?” Said the young Drake in confusion after pulling his hand back. The mark depicted a well drawn closed eye

“That is the Sigil of Wahlaan, one of the many sigils I have crafted over the countless years. This one allows the bearer to use the void to create whatever it they think of.” spoke The First, informing Spike as to what had occurred. “Look onto the horizon and simply think of something you wish was reality.”

Spike looked out onto the white nothingness of the Void before his gaze landed onto the sigil on his hand. Spike then looked back at the First, seeing him waiting patiently for Spike. After swallowing his nerves, he instinctively raised the Sigil bearing hand and began to think.

Saanvodkiin stood and watched the young Drake as he slowly began to struggle in willing something into creation. After minutes of simply trying to no avail, Spike lowered his hand and sighed in defeat.

“I can't. Whatever it is you think I can do, I can't.” Spike said in defeat, turning to look at the First. Saanvodkiin heard this but did not reply as his attention was not at the young Drake but what was rising from the void behind him. A large red gem, floating upwards from the void before falling back down onto the ground and shattering, catching the attention of Spike. The latter turned and looked at the shattered pieces of the gem before walking up to them and examined them. Spike picked up a large chunk of the shattered gem before taking a large bite with ease. “It's… a Ruby red diamond?” Spike said after tasting the gem.

“Is it not what you thought of?” Asked The First as he walked up to the young Drake.

“It was but…” Spike stopped as he looked at the sigil on his hand, seeing the once closed eye fully open with a bright emerald green pupil at the center.

“As I said before, the Sigil will allow to use the void, and you did.” Saanvodkiin said, picking a shattered piece of the Ruby Red Diamond. “Now, do you wish to take the task?” Asked The First as he handed the shard to Spike. The latter simply put it away in one of his pockets as he began to think. “You aren't being forced to take this task and you're allowed to return.”

“No, I want to do it.” Spike said after minutes of silence and thoughts. “I want to show everypony that I can really be helpful.” He muttered under his breath but unbeknownst to him, Saanvodkiin had heard.

“Then make the vessel.” Were the last words spoken to Spike before he closed his eyes and dove deep into his inner thoughts. Unlike his first attempt, this time Spike knew that he could do this, and with that in mind, he began to create.

The ground shook beneath Spike’s feet and a loud humming resonated from below. From the very surface of the void rose the very vessel in which Spike had thought of.

A sleek, wooden-hulled airship, propelled upwards by two large propellers. Its sails had a unique design, sweeping low and flush to the deck to avoid a forewind, but still open and ready to be pushed by a tailwind. The vessel itself was decorated by ornate golden plates on the sides, and had finely-crafted filigree along the cabins and hallways. It wasn't the largest airship produced, not by a long shot, but it was certainly big enough to perform the role given to it - namely, in this event, bringing Spike and his friends on their journey.

Standing behind the now stunned Drake, Saanvodkiin smiled at the sight of Spike’s creation. Unbeknownst to Spike, the First felt proud of his accomplishment.

“You've done it.” Spoke the First, looking at the exhausted Drake. “Better than any ship I've ever seen.” Saanvodkiin said in astonishment. It was true, there had been many things he had seen (most were created by his hands), but compared to the airship above, it was breathtaking sight.

“Really?” Spike asked, his ragged breaths slowly turned back into a steady rhythm. “You don't think it's… childish?” Spike asked once more, adding the last word after a short pause.

“Something as finely crafted as this vessel is not childish.” Came the reply of the Ancient Being as he placed a hand onto the side of the ship. “It is unique, it is a one of a kind.”

“Thanks, it's actually based on a sketch I drew a few days ago.” Spike said, slightly embarrassed from the praise he received. “I like to draw whenever Twilight isn't out on some weird quest for friendship.” Spike said, scratching the back of his head with a nervous laugh. This earned him a calming smile from Saanvodkiin.

“Come, let us take this vessel out from the Void and into your world.” The First said, lowering a hand for the young Drake to take hold of. Spike, taking hold of the First’s hand, was lifted off the ground and placed onto the deck of his newly created ship.

“But I don't know how to fly an airship.” Spike said, looking up to now larger Saanvodkiin.

“You will not have to pilot the vessel.” The Ancient Being replied as his giant had hovered above the ship before shining the very same green light as before. “For it shall pilot itself.” As he said this, the sails opened slightly enough to be pushed by an invisible wind. The ship began to slowly move forward, much to Spike’s surprise.

“Now let us return to Canterlot.” Saanvodkiin said as the familiar light engulfed him, Spike and the airship before vanishing without a single trace of ever being there.

Author's Note

Translations:

1. If you value your life, leave now and never return

2. Be Gone

Hope you enjoyed.

Editors:
Dragonoidsix Seekers

CommanderWolffe