The Guardian Anew

The Dragonlands

Ember was sitting on her throne glaring at her cloaked visitor. The visitor said that they were old allies of her father and pulled out a contract with his signature in blood, his blood. “A personal ally of mine will be coming if that will be alright with you.” she said.

The stranger nodded slowly. Then came the sound of footsteps. Dragonlord Ember’s ally had come.

Spike walked in and saw his friend sitting in front of a cloaked figure. ”Ember!” he called and rushed to her side. ”What’s going on?”

“Spike?” The figure said took off it’s hood to reveal King Thorax. “Spike it’s good to see you!”

“Thorax?” spike asked surprised. Then he grinned. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been better.”

“What happened?” Spike asked, worried for his friend.

“The Changeling King of old has taken the throne back.” There was a tone of urgency and fear in his voice.

“What?” Spike asked in confusion.

Ember thought for a moment before interrupting the conversation. “What was his name?”

Thorax looked at ember, trying to calm himself down. “He called Himself Mark, The Changeling King.”

Ember narrowed her eyes trying to see if he was bluffing. “What did he look like?”

“He was taller than Chrysalis and his wings were like your own. Although his chitin was a crimson red for some reason. His mane was short and grass green. Our guards tried to stop him but he took the form of some strange creature, and… changed them back. They are what we changelings were before friendship”

The Spike gasped in shock, but Ember’s face stayed an emotionless mask. “Why would he do that?!” Spike asked with worry.

“There is a reason that we haven’t been allies with Equestria since Luna’s banishment Spike.”

“Could you tell us then?”

“I will tell both of you, but you must swear on your very lives to secrecy.”

Both the young dragon and the changeling nod in agreement.

With a heavy sigh Ember started. “Mark, as he has called himself is my grandfather. He raised my father and fought to protect him. When my father became Dragonlord his first action was to strike an alliance between the Dragons, Changelings and the Children of the stars.”

“Who are the Children of the stars?” Thorax asked.

Ember sighed and shrugged. “My dad never told me more about the Children of the stars except that they guide those lost in the wilderness at night. and that they are usually the best of the best at what they do. Their names do usually have something to do with night-time.”

“Like who?” Spike asked.

“Starswirl the bearded is one example, although i have the suspicion that Twilight Sparkle may be a descendant of the Children.”

“WHAT? but when we looked through her family’s history there was only other ponies!”

“Are you sure that it’s accurate? I mean that could have been the name of a hive that could have fallen years ago.”

“And how exactly does a hive treat each other?”

“Like family.”

“Can you read that Treaty of yours Thorax? There is one line near the beginning I’d like to point out”

Thorax cleared his throat and began to read. "On this Night, we are gathered here, to reunite a once great family-”

Ember cut Thorax off. “-could you reread that sentence please?”

“‘To reunite a once great family’?”

“As far as I know, there is absolutely no blood relation to Dragons and Changelings or the Children of the stars. And the rest of the wording used in the treaty suggests that they were a close as brothers and sisters.” Ember then pulls out another two scrolls from the hoard behind her. “Here are two more, although I can’t read them, Spike. Will you read them?”

The young Drake nodded and it turned out to be similar wording although,the perspectives were different, and there are two different writing styles. And the Signatures below all of them shocked both him and Thorax. The one of them had Princess Luna’s Signature in a perfect cursive, and the other had Queen Chrysalis’ signature. Spike looked at Thorax’s copy and tried to read the chicken scratch and found that the late Dragonlord Torch himself had written this.

Spike stood their in shock and asked. “Was the Dragonlands already allies with Equestria at this time?”

“Equestria wasn’t even a nation, It was more of a few colonies at that time. This was written and signed in the hundred and twenty first year of their rein. My father was no older than I was back then.”

“Then how do you know about it?” Thorax asked.

“My father told me the stories of when he was young when he could remember them.”

“What should we do then?”

“We wait, and try and figure out what my grandfather wants with what is left of his old hive. And spike, please send a letter to Twilight to inform her that you’ll be staying here for a little while.”

“What why?”

“You’ll be able to keep this secret from Twilight and her friends, even the Princesses themselves?”

“...no”

“According to this treaty, this is a family matter spike, they wouldn’t be able to do anything anyway.”

“But-”

“I know how you feel Spike.” Thorax interrupted. “But she is right. This is a Dragon and Changeling problem. No need to risk a war.”

“I’ll send a letter telling her that i will be dropping off trade and diplomatic meetings for a time due to family matters. And if i die she can speak to my successor.”

“And who is that?”

“I’d be your successor normally Spike. But since we switched places when you gave the scepter to me...”

“Oh no. no no no no no no no...”

“It’s Dragon Law Spike.”

“Thorax, can you help me?”

“Sorry, I know when not to fight a Dragoness.”