Spike sat in the former chair that had belonged to Twilight at the table thinking as he watched Twilight sucking his cock, her eyes full of tears as she got him hard, he stroked her mane as he looked at Ember who was checking their share of slaves, they were all chained by a collar to the walls and Ember then said “So who should receive your load first?” she then turned to Celestia “Be thankful that we have decided that you and your sister aren’t going to be a breeding slave!” she admired each slave in turn and smirked at Luna who looked away upset.

Celestia sniffed as she watched Twilight sucking Spike’s cock and whispered “Spike, we didn’t…”

“Bullshit! You ponies slaughtered our brethren, now watch as we use you ponies, the abuses of our kind are at an end Celestia and now is the time for you ponies to be abused” Spike said with grit fangs as he stroked Twilight’s mane and pointed a claw at Fluttershy “She’ll be the first”

Applejack suddenly snapped “NO! I’ll be first!! Leave Fluttershy alone, ya scaly traitor!” she stood proud against her bounds as she was unchained from the wall by Ember, who looked away sadly, she suddenly felt sorry for Applejack, her courage was amazing and Applejack walked over kissing Twilight on the cheek before kneeling before Spike “Ya betrayed us…assumed the worst without any evidence!”

Spike paused as he looked down at the mare who dared to question the word of his mother, she whom gave him up out of a believe that Dragons and Ponies could live in peace together…who’d been betrayed, murdered by ponies who spoke of Friendship, love and tolerance!? Spike had seen enough to know the truth.

*Flashback*

Spike stood with Ember looking at a horrible sight, a large quarry with its back to the sea and the sounds of life bouncing off its walls but within…only death. Garble sat in a nest next to a dead female dragon that looked strangely like him; he was holding the fragments of dragon’s shells and for the first time looked like he was crying. In amongst all the dead and dying Dragons lay a Canterlot guard pony…dead but the armour was a dead giveaway. All the dragons who lived were looking at the mothers, sisters and aunts of their kind with deep sadness. Even the mighty Dragon Torch stood with a shocked look on his face, cradling the dead body of a large female dragon and again tears rolling down his once mighty features.

The despair was great but there was one survivor, a small green dragoness with purple spikes and a large male dragon held her body gently, he was bright blue. Spike approached them, his instincts couldn’t be stopped, he approached and looked into the eyes of the dragoness who’s kind eyes made him pause “Mum?” he asked

“Are you the dragon egg we gave to Princess Celestia?” the male dragon asked in confusion but then smiled and picked up Spike “Wow, dear look! He’s sooo….handsome” he hugged Spike next to the dying Dragoness “Look, dear…dear? Please…don’t…go…Thistle spines? NO! Please…our son is here! Our son! The one you said would…unite us…”

“I was wrong….ponies are evil murderers” Thistle suddenly said as she looked at Spike “I’m so sorry, my little son…I was wrong…I was wrong” she sounded horse, her voice a deep mixture of sadness, regret, despair and utter anger. She stroked Spike’s cheek “My little son…you’re so handsome…but small like my father…Celestia told me your name…Spike…Spike…I…those ponies betrayed us!”

“What are you talking about, Thistle dear?” Spike’s dad asked as he had not been present for the slaughter “You told us Celestia was going to help bridge the gap between Ponies and us Dragons?!”

“I was wrong! I was wrong! So wrong!” Thistle said as she looked in the direction of Equestria “They came, we thought they’d come to witness the hatching of the babies but we were wrong…if we had known what they would do…we would have defended ourselves!” she spat in anger “They landed…over fifty of them! Including her! Celestia!” she hissed the name like it hurt to say “When she landed, we extended greetings but she smirked and then….they attacked…Thorn’s mate, Fangstrike was first…the strongest of us and she was struck down by a hail of magic….!”

“That can’t be true!” Spike interrupted but Thistle shook her head weakly “No…Celestia wouldn’t….she couldn’t!” Spike begged but again Thistle shook her head and Spike roared in anger “She’ll pay for this!”

Thistle then said “After killing the others and fatally hurting me…Celestia said “Time for the dragons to die out”, she then smashed all the eggs herself…one or two even hatched as she approached but she just killed the new hatchlings!” Thistle’s voice sound horse but also much weaker, each word seemed to drain her of strength and then she said “I managed to kill that one with a hiss of fire!” pointing a claw at the dead guard “But Celestia then said “She’s already dead…come on I hear those inbred dragons coming back” she then took off and a few moments later…Thorn arrived”

Thorn had been listening to the story and roared in a complete rage but he wasn’t the only one. Ember, Garble and Spike joined in a mournful cry. Ember flew up to the highest point in the quarry, her father’s head and cried out “This is a crime of unspeakable evil! We’ve tolerated the ponies long enough! We thought we could live in peace but that was a lie we told ourselves so we could sleep easy and free but now our most scared Dragons are dead and dying! They even killed a dragon who once suggested that we reach out and offer friendship to them…in the form of Spike! But our kindness, forgiveness and so on has been ignored! By those savages!” she paused as the dragons nodded in agreement “But I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised! We dragons are too different from them! We embody strength and power…something ponies don’t have and are jealous of!”

Garble yelled “Yeah! Ember, Spike! We may have had our differences and all but we cannot allow this to go unavenged!” he pointed to his mother “Our society celebrates strength of all kinds! Including the inner strength needed to raise hatchlings and defend them from all kinds of evil monsters! But we ignored the monsters on four hooves!”

Another Dragon yelled “Yeah! Revenge now!”

Garble turned to look at Spike who was looking up at Thistle “What about you, Spike!? Are you going to turn tail and abandon us?!” Garble asked with a hiss of anger “You are a pony lover!”

“Pony lover?” Spike whispered and a couple of the dragons looked to him with anger “How dare you?! What do you expect from me!? I’m a dragon and while I want to believe the ponies wouldn’t do this! There’s the evidence!” pointing to the dead pony “But if we’re going to war…I know a back door in”

Thistle smiled as she whispered her last words “My brave little Spike”

*Flash forward- The following day*

Spike walked into the Crystal Empire, at this point no pony knew that the Dragons were on the war path and as such Twilight was waiting for Spike “Spike!” she cried as she wrapped her arms around Spike’s shoulders “You’re looking well! How was Ember?!” she asked not noticing the anger in Spike’s eyes but then she said “Cadence and Shining Armour will be so pleased to see you”

Spike turned away, he needed to keep his anger in check if he was to succeed in his mission and destroy the Crystal Heart! He then put on a fake smile “Oh yes Twilight…Ember was great and very eager to see you” he then added “She even got you a present” he motioned with his claw to follow him and they walked down a dark alley where Spike turned and said “My mother is dead”

“What?!” Twilight said in horror but then Ember landed behind her and so did a few other dragons “What’s going on?!”

“Don’t play dumb, Pony!” a dragon hissed as he approached her, grabbing her arm and pinning her against a wall! "You ponies murdered our mother dragons and the next generation of dragons!” the dragon put heavy iron cuffs onto Twilight’s wrists and added “You ponies started this!”

Twilight looked at Ember and began begging “NO! That can’t be! We wouldn’t!” she looked at Spike pleading for him to believe her but found only cold anger “Look even that was true! I know! I know how to restore your losses! Allow me to create new dragons!”

“Oh?!” Ember asked as she grabbed Twilight’s horn “With this? Give me one reason why I shouldn’t snap this off?!”

“Because I know of a drug that’ll allow a pony to carry eggs of dragons rather than ponies, I was making it for Spike and Rarity in case they did fall in love!” Twilight said as she reached into a pocket and pulled out a single, small metal box “Inside are twenty pills…I can make more!” she paused as she explained “If a pony takes one…her reproductive system becomes like a dragons…so instead of giving birth to ponies…full dragons!” she then pulled out a second box “This box contains pills that’ll reverse it!”

Ember’s eyes lit up and said “So rather than wiping you ponies off the map…I think we now know what we need do! We’ll use you mares to restore our mighty race!” she then licked her lips and added “We’ll be able to do everything we always dreamed of!” she whispered “Now you, Twilight will be our first slave!”

Author's Note

I know I cancelled this story but one comment was driving me up the wall! Call it petty but a few commenters kept comparing my story to something called Fall of Equestria…which before they said it…I’d never heard of it. But it’s supposed to be about Equestria taken over by a male focused society of deer looking things. So I decided fuck that, I’m tired of seeing it and I thought even if this would be the last chapter I ever wrote on this. I wanted to make it clear Ember conquered Equestria so there! She led them and Ember is my favourite dragon so no more comparing my story to Fall of Equestria! This was meant to be a story of revenge and not the dragons suddenly standing in for Deer with a serious temper problem! If one more person says Fall of Equestria in their comment, I’ll delete the comment on the spot because I’m tired of this! I normally allow people to say their bit but this is the only warning you shall get! Okay?