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Chapter 19: Prelude

Chapter 19: Prelude

The inhabitants of the heavily in-construction Ponyville all had stopped their activities as they watched in icy cold silence the large group making its way through to the Castle of Friendship. The group consisted of minotaurs, ursas, diamond dogs, a few reduced-sized dragons, zebras, cervids, griffons, changelings, and saddle arabians. The latter three were being led by General Sebastian Wing Cuter, Queen Chrysalis, and Empress Shifting Sands, they and their cohort walking separated from the main group of at least five hundred armed and armored guards led by individuals dressed in noble and regal clothes, or in the case of the dragon representative, splendid armor.

When the group arrived at the Castle of Friendship they stopped seeing the Element Bearers looking at them with hate in their eyes. Alongside them stood Big Macintosh, Yog, Soarin, several Blood Hunters, all ready to pounce at the merest provocation, and few Royal Guards moving to intercept them without blocking Princess Twilight and her friends.

The Contingent looked somewhat uneasy as the general population surrounded them; most of them sending them the same icy cold stare while others lead the children away.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll leave, now," Rainbow Dash threatened as she draws her sword. "We ain't too fond of backstabbing traitors here, shitheads."

"Where is him, Princess Twilight?" The zebra dressed in a fancy looking tribal suit asked ignoring the pegasus.

"You have no right coming here," Twilight replied, her horn igniting with magic. "I may have promised not to harm you... but please, give me a reason to break that promise, you traitors."

"I believe you are mistaken, Princess. Our countries provided no--" the cervidae buck was interrupted as a dozen fully grown adult dragons appeared from the sky above and landed at a safe distance behind the castle and the encircled crowd. All twelve of them letting lines of smoke flow from their nostrils; eyes fixed on their group. "--Provided no assistance nor pledged allegiance to Dainn or to the caribou."

His answer came in the form of a collective death glare all around him.

"Your anger is misplaced in us, Princess," the minotaur said taking a step forward. "We have come to deliver a message. That is all, even if some among us," he said glancing back to Chrysalis, Shifting Sands, and Sebastian. "Are deluded in their actions."

"Say that again and I shall rip your horns and shove them up your asshole," Sebastian said shooting the minotaur a glare; his soldiers and companions readying themselves to draw their swords.

"Why you insolent bar--"

A potent roar that made the blood of the minotaur and his companions freeze was heard all over the place rumbling with an unholy, ghostly, unnatural echo that rattled them to the bone. Many guards went as far to drops their weapons or fall to their knees in fear.

A moment later a figure landed in front of the Element Bearers without making so much of a rustle upon landing.

"I'd appreciate you refraining from insulting my friends and allies, scum," Spike said with a fang-filled smile and eyes shining white. He then turned to face his friends, all of them wearing their armor, robes, or regular clothes. He smiled at them. "Promise you won't do anything to those idiots?" The girls and those who have heard him nodded or pledged to honor his request. The crowd exploded into a quick wave of murmurs as the petition was passed from person to person. He then turned to face the group again while taking a few steps towards them, followed by his friends. He stopped and spread his arms a little. "Here I am. Say what you must," he smirked seeing the minotaur, and his group, doing their best to regain their composure. When the ursa, a rather large female, pulled out a golden scroll from an elegant, gem-adorned chest, Spike spoke again. "But be warned... whatever you say that is not in that scroll will be, how should I put this? Ah, yes, extremely taken into account. Is that clear?"

The ursa nodded, unable to tear her gaze from his white orbs as he said his threat. She cleared her throat when an orb appeared next to Spike. The orb then turned into cascading parasprites revealing Discord, Celestia, Luna, Blueblood, Shining Armor, Cadance, and Creslin. All of them, minus Discord, were dressed ready for war and all of them, again, minus Discord, looked at the group ready to vaporize them on the spot.

Discord merely pointed a single finger from his griffon claw to them; the tip shining with purple, chaotic energy.

The ursa once more cleared her throat.

"S-Spike Solaris, The Dragon.

We, Leaders of all Nations of Equis, have taken notice of your actions. Actions, we inform you, threaten the peace, stability, and safeguarding of all species. For you, through several motives, have led an unjust campaign of genocide against the caribou--"

The ursa stopped instantly after a beam of purple magic grazed her face leaving a nasty looking, deep scar that only mildly stung her.

"I am sorry," Discord hissed, his features turning maniac and demonic. "I am just absolutely fucking livid right now," his eyes turned into empty sockets and his fangs grew. "Becuase I thought I heard you say 'unjust' and 'against the caribou' in the same sentence. Please, repeat what you just said, scum. I can show you what I did in Manehattan first hand. First row tickets are on me~" He growled with anger.

"Discord, leave her alone, please," Spike asked. "That's just what those fucking traitors ordered those silly meatshields over there to tell us. It's not their fault they are such morons." Spike chuckled. Discord's features returned to normal but kept his arm raised. "Thank you, bro."

"You were saying?" Celestia pushed. Her own eyes shining yellow, horn glowing, and her mane flowing violently.

The ursa moved back handing the scroll to the cervidae buck.

"Spike Solaris, The Dragon. Misbegotten adopted 'Son' of Celestia Solaris Aeterna, Princess of Equestria. You are charged with the crimes of Genocide, Crimes against sentience, Murder in all Degrees, Terrorism, Mass Murder, Vandalism, Destruction and Eradication of Culture, Landmarks, and Society, Torture, Rape and several dozen more charges.

Furthermore, you are held responsible for the extinction of the caribou race as a whole in their own homeland, Hraljord.

You are to leave with us so we may take your declaration and your report of things so the data can be reviewed and judged accordingly.

Refusal to obey shall lead to your prompt capture and of anyone who helps you and shall be charged with your same crimes.

You have one minute to reply."

The cervidae buck finished by rolling up the scroll and putting it back in the chest.

Surprisingly, there was no outrage. No one was screaming. No one was cursing. No rage. No hate. No rocks being thrown. No one was attacking. Nothing... nothing but a chilling sensation that made the buck and his group nervous.

"Oh... I see," Spike finally broke the silence. "Everyone, its okay! They just want to talk with me a little, don't you worry and don't do anything stupid!" He shouted to the four winds. Spike turned to the rather confused group. "Alright, I'll go with you," he said as he walked towards them. "All I have to do is give you a report? Easy peasy, lemon squeezy," he shot a glance back to his friends and family. "I'll be back soon," he then looked at Chrysalis, Shifting Sands, and Sebastian and saw the pain and anger in their eyes. "It's okay guys... I got this aaaaaaall under control~"

As Spike walked alongside the parting group, the crowd split apart to allow them a free pass. All of them glaring at the majority of the group.

The representatives visibly sighed in relief.

Spike merely smirked.

End.