Spike’s Heart Chapter 9

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Spike’s Heart

Chapter 9

A Dragon Covenant

In depths of the volcano, a blinding light is shining out. In the white sphere, the heartbeats are deep and strong within as Spike’s body is slowly being reconstructed. It’s a process that goes beyond just molting like other dragons. There was no itching involved like other dragons that start to make some transition in size or form. Some dragons turn into stone statues as their wings appear with the breaking of stone. Some dragons go through both. Spike was reforming or something similar.

His ribs and bones reappear around his heart in the white sphere. The naked skeleton shifted as two bony wings pop out, growing longer. Organs emerge from the whiteness within his ribs, and blood vessels crawl along his bones. Fibers of muscles, ligaments, and tendons appear over his bones.

Dark purple scales appear over the creases in his wings. His abdomen scales were whitish, but a reddish glow can be seen in the center of his chest. Most of his back scales was his original purple. His wings became slightly darker than the rest of him. His forehead and shoulders have a few adult dragon markings in the classic crystal pattern scales. Small green frills grow along his back as well a little on the sides of his face. Spikes are hidden under his frills for defense.

The crystals and minerals in the surrounding molten rocks gather to him. These inorganic materials were attracted to the dragon’s form. The new wings needed more energy to grow as the dragon wasn’t a child. What could any grown dragon do with baby wings? The wings are quickly growing, and the additional nourishment provided a desirable boast to Spike’s development.

After some time, this process completed, but the drake was resting… the white markings on his heart flashes periodically. In the deepest cavity of the volcano, a dragon lay asleep in the blazing magma.

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*Uhhh * Spike murmurs out, floating over an ocean, colored of gold. His body drifts with the waves before settling onto a peculiar island. After a while, Spike gasps, taking in a breath of air as he quivers on black grains of sand. Opening his eyes to see a shore made of crushed obsidian and a golden ocean before him. The bashing of rocks in the waves had ultimately cover the beach with an assortment of black pebbles and sand. Walking towards an inlet connected to the golden sea, calm waters reveal a dragon bearing a set of large wings.

“I’m either dead, or it work!” Taking his hand, he pinches himself. “Ouch! Yep, I not dead.” The dragon sighs, remembering his clash with Doughal. Pondering, Spike stares into the water. ‘I earn my wings. Now, I’m the winged dragon in my dreams. Is this really not all… a dream?’ Spike questions thoughtfully.

As he looks toward the ocean waters, Spike finds them very familiar. Placing his hand into the golden liquid, his eyes narrowed as images take shape of a filly size Twilight studying magic with Celestia in Canterlot. A fierce flame coats his hand as the memory switches to the Gauntlet of Fire with him holding and raising the Dragon Scepter in the air. Retracting his hand from the luminous waters, Spike watches his hand as the flame disappears. His reflection sway across the surface, moving along the lighted ripples.

“When I first met Dahlia, she told me about this place. The place that people see close to death. This is my Realm of Memories.” Spike says, as he looks out to the horizon.

‘I’m back to this place. I don’t remember it looking like this in the past. It changed a lot since my first visit. I really cut it close this time.’ Spike thought, feeling relieved as he traces a clawed hand over his head and through his frilled spikes.

As he admires his own reflection, a white light flashes in his chest as he recognizes a bright intense light suddenly shining from behind him.

Turning around, Spike sees a large plateau in the distance, and bright beam of light shines out into the clouds above. His eyes slitted as he studies the beam’s effect in his mind. As white markings cover his chest, their periodic waning matching the beams varying illumination. ‘Hmm… these ancient designs don’t hurt, but I have never seen anything like them in The Equestrian Magic Library in Canterlot. I do know it connected to that beam…’ Spike thought, lightly pressing the midpoint of his chest.

An eye-catching forest lies about half a mile from the ocean. He walks to one of the bizarre trees, seeing a truck with a reddish tint, made of many hard-semi-transparent crystals and leaves made of delicate jade. The polished trinkets reflected and refracted the distant beam’s light causing the whole forest to shine brightly.

‘I guess, the beam is where I need to go.’ Spike thought as he stretches out his two large wings behind him. With his wings fully erected, Spike smiles as an uncanny breeze flow over his wings, and he jumps off into the air. As he cautiously flaps his wings, a feeling of weightlessness overtakes his body, and he begins to fly forward. When he understands the basic movements. He closely soars above and in between the trees, practicing his control. As Spike comes closer to his destination, the island begins to shake, causing a myriad of jade leaves to fall. The quakes tear furrows into the earth and collapse a portion of trees ahead of him. A large landmass springs out of the earth tossing the falling trees aside as the large wall of rocks grow in size, blocking his way. Breaking out of the forest canopy, Spike rises vertically along the rocky cliff face of the tall plateau. As Spike dodges the falling rocks, he finally lands on the plateau to find the beam’s origin is an ancient temple shrouded in a silvery hue.

After resting, Spike discovers that hovering is much easier as it less taxing to maintain compared to regular flight. Flying is better than running, as it feels great weighing less than a feather. However, if he really needs to get somewhere quickly, magic is the best way. As he concentrates, green flames consume his body, transporting him through the silver barrier and over a few threatening fiery steps. Spike reappears in front of the lock golden doors of the temple.
“This is working out better than I thought." Spike says as the magnificent portrait of a golden dragon roars as it splits in two, opening the doorway.

There were no halls to get lost in, nor traps that can be seen, as Spike sees a large room with walls covered with pictures of breathtaking settings. The top opens to the sky as a huge crystal hangs in the air.

The chamber holds plenty of space, yet a single gigantic book levitates in the center. As Spike looks to the floating, foreboding object under the spotlight, his spikes tense up. He can feel two strong pressures coming from the above and in front of him. After taking a deep breath that calms him back down, Spike enters the curtain of light.

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A book waits there glowing as bright lights shine down from a crystal hanging above. In the light, the ancient markings left his chest to flutter around him as they rise towards the crystal. The crystal flickers with each design it receives.

The book was covered in rubies and silver inlays of different dragons. Each of the dragons had rubies eyes as they move their heads to silently stare at Spike. He can see the book cover flex and bulge as the dragons from the back move to see him better.

The crystal lights gleam down onto him as he touches the ruby encrusted cover. Causing a thunderous sound when the book flips open and a burst of hot air blows around him. The crystal flickers as words begin to burn onto the pages one by one.

To gain strength,

Thou flame can takeover

And thee will surely be powerful,

But if thy heart proves to be false

All power will seep out of thee,

As destruction comes soon after,

One can be true or false.

Which are you?

“Neither!” Spike says after thinking it over. He continues to speak. “As I am my own dragon, my way to gain true strength is to find a goal. Only having a flame can’t make one powerful, it takes a purpose or their own core beliefs.”

State your name!

“Spike Solas”

There was a time that Greed controls your mind, yet you stop caring for treasures to save another’s life. Is this true?

“Yes!”

Why not satisfy one's own desire?

“I wanted to save one of my close friends at the time… then I chose to control myself. Greed would have ruined their home. My goal was always to help them not become their burden.” Spike soberly answers.

Is that so… Now, will you make the same choice?

“Yes, I will!” Spike responded instantly.

Again, why?

“Greed can destroy everyone I care about. As for my close friends, it’s true that we grew apart, but their lives are more precious than treasures. I care about them, and I will protect them.” Spike said while slightly sighing.

Now, Choose! Will you hide in the face of danger or face them head on?

Spike smiles and replies. “I will face them as my heart wouldn’t let me run. As for ‘head on’ that depends on the situation.”

Your choices are acceptable! You have passed! Welcome to the Ancient Dragons Holy Land, Spike Solas, The Ruler of Heart! Welcome…

The pages lifted out of the book and soar into the hanging crystal. As the book cover morphs into a dragon’s head, two large ruby eyes stare at Spike as it begins to talk. “Young one, it is rare to receive a new member, and I can’t help but rejoice. I’m task to fill you in about your race and your origins as well as record your past actions. Are you ready to proceed?”

“I-IT CAN SPEA…” Quickly, Spike shuts his mouth. He takes a deep breath and responds. “Go ahead.”

Nodding the floating head speaks. “Our history is not written in those inferior races’ archives. Their civilizations aren’t as old or far-reaching as the ancient dragons. In the vastness of space, there was a world which absorb the magic from its dying star. With the abundant magic power, life emerge, a race made of magic and matter came…” The walls buckled and shifted as scenes move across their surface. These moving images showed colossal beings, breaking out of a planet, destroying their home. The creatures glowed as they left their world behind… the glowing dragons fly out of the walls one by one forming folds as they attach to the floating head. More scenes in history flew out of the walls to reach the floating head. Many folds were showing planets with flaming eggs as they pass Spike. These hectic folds stack one over the other, forming a bizarre revolving tower. History in a physical form as each fold shifted from top to bottom, and when time moves along a new tiny fold is added.

At the top of the tower, the entity speaks, “They were strong and intelligent but few in numbers. They were the Eternal ancient dragons. Having bodies that don’t need air, the Eternals gathered their powers to travel the stars. But as they conquer more worlds, the Eternals found it a challenge to rule it all by themselves… they created subordinates by transforming their scale into an egg. These offspring help govern their massive empire, and these offspring are known as ancient dragons. They are titled as Ancients. Astonishingly, thou parents are ancient dragons; it is very rare for this to occur.”

“What is the title for offspring born from ancient dragons?” Spike asks.

“They have no titles, which is why I see you strangely, Young One! As you are the first to earn one from the Covenant.” It laughs as silver flames exit its nostrils.

“My name is Yeghia. As for my titles, it is ‘The Obelisk of Dragons’ and ‘The Mysterious One’, the embodiment of the ancient dragon’s history as well as their only record keeper.” Yeghia body folds can make a strange resemblance of a dragon without wings that flies like a snake slithering through the air. Yeghia head sits high overhead like a judge looking over Spike.

“What is my past, Yeghia?”

Looking at Spike, Yeghia bends down to see him more clearly. Showing a head covered in red and silver scales as a fold appears showing a scene of two planets, “Your parents rule two planets that obits closely to each other. Their relationship is very close since they always could sense one another. With the death of this world’s ancient dragon, the Covenant chose them to send their egg as a replacement.”

Another fold untangles itself from its body to show a purple egg wrapped in silver flames flying in space. “Many years ago, your egg was sent to this world to replace the previous Ancient Dragon.”
“What happen to this Ancient Dragon?” Spike asks.

“He perished after losing his way! He was very prideful of his strength. His death was truthfully very foolish and distasteful. Shamefully, he died. How can an Ancient Dragon die from this planet’s lower races?” Yeghia shakes its head, thinking of the past. Its eyes zero in on Spike. “Always stay mindful of danger, Young One as this world killed an old Ancient that lived for centuries.”

“Similarly, I will watch over you to record future achievements.” Yeghia looks towards the shining crystal above. “Young One, your strange, very strange. Somehow you become one of the Ancients, without a strong link to one of the Eternals.” It laughs heavily. “I am amazed that you hatch at all, without an Eternal or an Ancient’s help. Truly Amazing!”

It looks around the area, nodding it head. “This place is the holy land of our race, which carries our Covenant Crystal of the Ancient Dragons. It is a holy ground, which is a common point all member of Ancients mentally shares. You have earned the rights of our race after passing the Covenant’s test. Now Go.” Yeghia commands as its mouth opens, sending out a silver vortex at him.

Its towering body starts to take on its original form as innumerable folds of history reattach to the walls. As a fold shifts to reveal a room, The Mysterious One turns to it. “They have some nerve to use me as some monitor…” Yeghia says as it glares at the two statues hidden in one of one of the walls. It covers the room again and begins to record Spike’s achievements. Looking at the folds of Spike’s past, the floating head smiles. “This world killed an Ancient, but you, Spike Solas, survives. What is the Covenant’s goal for sending, thee? I wonder… will your past or future answer me.”

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A Dreamy Encounter

The island was tranquil outside the silver barrier as a vortex appears hurling Spike out. Throw in the air, he quickly flaps his wings as he safety lands onto the ground.

Walking to the plateau’s edge, Spike slowly sighs as the world starts to fade away. The clouds begin to disperse as the sky darkens, and stars pop into existence.

Spikes breathes in the night air and relax while watching the beautiful scene. A full moon shine from up above and making an interesting appearance. He didn’t question the strangeness of these occurrences, nor did he feel the thick fog rolling in as a threat.

As Spike closes his eyes waiting to wake up, he feels a sudden tightness on his arm. Hastily opening his eyes, to witness as three more blueish chains tie up his other limbs. These four magic chains originated from the distant full moon’s silhouette in the sky.

“Really?! I mean just REALLY, LUNAAAAA!”, Spike roars out the princess’s name, as the chains lifts him up into the sky, towards the moon portal. Taking him out from one world and into another. ‘I just wanted to wake up!’ Spike thought, looking down as the land below disappearing like a mirage as the golden ocean remains. ‘It’s very mysterious. I will need to return. However, I am me. Being sent to rule over others has nothing to do with me. I won’t change who I am.’

Entering the moon portal, the world was a black void cover in countless stars or very tiny moons. These moons shine bright as others dim to nothing. ‘Luna needs variety as well as a better system.’ He thought as dark blue alicorn descends before him. Her horn glowing silvery light as her wings flare out behind her with eyes shining like moonlight. Warp in a surreal glow, the Goddess of Night reveals herself before him.

‘She seems to be working hard lately.’ He thinks as he can see two almost unnoticeable dark bags forming under her eyes. ‘She really has been working hard.’ As her horn stops glowing, all the tiny moons disappear, and her eyes return to normal. Her mane was the starry night within the dark void as it stretches and sway far out to surround them in stars. Her teal green eyes glare at him. He was trapped in her world.

“Umm. Hey Luna… *Off *… *Hmm*” Spike was cut off mid-sentence as a shiny chain wrap around his muzzle.

*Shhh! * Luna sounds holding a hoof to her lips as she muzzles Spike. She looks at his appearance narrowing her eyes. “Humph! Spike… what is this form? Begone! Shoo!” With another sparkle of her horn, cracks form over his scales to cover the dragon completely. Instantly, Spike body breaks apart and reappears back to his wingless 3-year-old self.

Princess Luna takes his small frame into her hoofs, hugging and nuzzling him. “For four months, I searched and worried. Every pony searched and worried. Before I knew it, it became my goal. Finally, I found you. Now that I have you in my hooves. My promise was not made in vain.” She cheers, flying in circles with Spike.

‘Everyone missing me I can understand, but… What is this situation?’ Spike thought as he feels her soft fur surrounds him. He wasn’t against this rarely shown affection from the moon princess, but theses chains needed to go. Taking his eyes off Luna’s mane, to study the workings of the glowing blue chains wrapped around his snout. This strange magic that can affect another person in a dream, it was interesting. ‘Alicorn magic can’t be compared to ordinary pony magic.’ He thought as he remembers many examples of it in the past, but rarely in the dream world. ‘Only Luna shows off this ability.’ He thought.

His tail slip pass Luna’s custody to reach at a chain wrapping his leg. Each time his tail pokes the chain a puff of white smoke enters. ‘Hmm, it’s unique and surprisingly it put limits on others depending on where and how it wraps them. But Luna didn’t know I can use magic as well. Now that I can understand a little about the formation, I can add an exit point here.’ A smoky inscription latches on to the chain. ‘Ok, focus on the chain not Luna that keeps hugging me. Hmm this is hard. Ok. Now, add some heat...’ His tail started to turn reddish as it curls around the chain on his leg. The heat pours into internal workings causing white smoke to leak out of the chain. The chain couldn’t bear the burning from within and soon disappears. ‘The exit point keeps the chain from exploding and hurting Luna. Ok let repeat the process with the other chains. Oh, I can maybe burn that neat morphing spell she used. I like my wings back.’ Spike thought while smiling.

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‘I found him! I found him! I FOUND HIM!’ Luna thought, holding Spike in the air as tears begin to fall. ‘Celestia, I found him! Tia, I found your son!’ Her tears catch, the escaping, Spike’s attention. ‘It was hard, Oh, it was very hard. With council duties as well as my night duties, I couldn’t sleep as much as I like. But I continue to look through so many ponies’ dreams each night for four months. I am so tired, but when your son returns… your smile will return as well. My promise would have been kept.’ Tears fall further as she remembers, ‘I now have to find Zecora and her hut. It has been two months and no signs still! Ugh! I just want to sleep!’ Luna whines in her mind.

‘It’s going to be another long night…’ Her thoughts stop as a pair of large scaly arms close in around her figure. Unknowingly, the baby dragon has turned back into a mature dragon as his wings reappeared in two bursting white flames. He hugs her tightly and flaps his wings to keep themselves airborne, because her wings have stop in her shook.

“You know Luna, I like your morphing spell can you teach me?” Spike says in his masculine voice. Smiling as he looked into her eyes. They gaze into each other's eyes, where she can see a fire burning in his, he sees a cooling, moonlight breeze in hers.

“Y-yes? What!? No, you broke out of my chains. And your body change back. How?” Luna says.

“Well it is a long story, but Princess…” His tail pokes her leg causing her to look at the offending appendage. “You forgot to chain up my tail. As for my appearance, you can’t fix what’s not broken! This is me. This body is not some illusion. That enough about me, princess, your crying and look tired. Go get some rest, what possessed you to work during the day? Stalking ponies’ daydreams?”

“I can’t sleep! I have work to do. Finding you grew difficult, I try something different to find you, and it worked. Now, you must go back to Canterlot. Celestia hadn’t been the same since we discovered you missing. Everyone is worried about you! Starlight, Thorax, Ember, Twilight, and Shining Armor have been worrying.” Luna said.

“I will see mom, but I’m not ready to…”, Spike try to finish, but Luna cuts in.

“Little Flurry Heart misses her Uncle Spik.” Her eyes staring at his grew sharp. Frowning, Luna pokes hard on his chest with her hoof. “Fix these issues, you cause or else…”

Gently taking her hoof into his claws, feeling an ache in his chest, he spoke, “I never realize… how is she, my goddaughter, my little niece.”

“She started to cry softly in her sleep, mumbling about you leaving her behind. She dreams of going on adventures with you like in some book.” Luna starts to tear up, “She visits your statue once every week, sitting on your head, whispering tales she dreamt up.”

“O-ok I really need to visit her very soon, it’s never good to make her wait.” Spike said, letting go of her hoof. “You know, Luna, I help a lot of ponies over the years, including two that own a spa.”

“And why I should care?” Luna says while tilting her head to the side.

“Well because…” He moves his claws below her wings, “I can do this.” He says, as his digits presses two specific spots under her wing joints. His fingers circling her very tense muscles and stiff joints.

*Aww! * Luna cocks her head back and makes high pitched moans as her strain muscles loosen. *Oooh! * In fear of falling, she snags ahold of Spike’s neck, rubbing her cheek against his as she sounds out. *Ahh! * As his fingers moves, she breathes heavily trying to stay awake.

“Having fingers made the job easy, but I had to quit.” Spike shivers remembering those crazy mares. “I learn that I have talent in giving massages.” Spike feels Luna rubbing his cheek as well as tightly holding his neck. Her eyes were dazed, as her head rests on his shoulder. Her mane covers half her face as she breathes deeply. “You know maybe I went to far…”

Panting, Luna mumbles a spell as her horn lights up and many chains shoot out towards them. Weakly raising her head, she glares up at him.

“That’s…” Spike snaps his fingers and all the chains start to smoke and burst into white flames, lighting up their surroundings in Luna’s world. “Not going to work.” Spike states as he moves on to phase two.

As Luna see the exploding chains, her eyes darted toward Spike, whose mouth was very close to her horn. “Spike STO…*Moans! *” she sounds out sexually as Spike breathes white smoke over her sensitive horn. The warmth tingles throughout her horn, sending stimulating shocks into her body as a ring of smoky inscriptions forms around her horn. In her world, cracks course across the dark horizon as light leaks in, brightening the world further.

“Now, this can work,” Spike says looking at her horn. he studies the new spell he created.

*Huff Huff Huff * Regaining her breath, she says, “SPIKE! What you do to me? I have to find Zecora, and you are not stopping me.” Despite feeling weak and powerless, Princess Luna shows a determined expression as she bites his neck.

“Zecora is at my place, and what I did to you, will cause no harm. I’m just keeping the peace, with the help of a little seal… Luna, what are you doing?” Spike asks in a laid-back manner.

She furrows her brows, saying, “I’m biting your neck.”

“Well stop… it tickles.” Spike snickered as Luna bites his weak spot. “Anyway, if Zecora wants to go, she can come back with me tomorrow.” Spike says, guiding his hand along her sore neck and withers. Skillfully gliding through her mane, he stops after feeling a large muscle knot. He double checks for more as his hands starts to warm up. “Luna, I will send a letter to Mom tomorrow morning. I will also send one to Flurry Heart. I like how dedicated you can be. Thanks for finding me and telling me about how everyone is feeling.”

After seeing his reaction, Luna stops biting his neck. “So Zecora is with you? That’s great news…” Looking at how the dragon feeling down her neck and seeing his hands turn red. She asks. “What are you doing? Haven’t you done enough, already!”

“As great as it is talking to you, it’s time for you to get some rest.” Spike says as he waits for his hands to get a little warmer.

“I had just found thee. I must also go and run the council.” She catches a glimpse of his smile widening as his eyes glow green. She feels very vulnerable as the dragon’s glowing eyes narrows. The same respond a predator makes before killing his prey, and her heart leaps to her throat. “SPIKE NO!” Luna shouts as she panics, trying to get out of his grip. Spike’s tail rushes out and wraps her up, as his tail twists her back into place. His smoking hands hovers over her dark blue coat, causing her eyes to grow fierce as she struggles more. “You have no right to hold me against my will! Release Me!” Luna says in her royal voice.

Spike’s eyes brighten as his tail coils tighter, immobilizing the alicorn. “You chain me up as you carry me into your world against my will. Have you forgotten? There are no rights Luna…” He bends down, whispering into her ear. “All I’m doing is a little, harmless payback. Was it really that unpleasant?” His eyes turn into slits as his voice deepens. “What more should I do, Princess? Chain your muzzle shut. We are not in Canterlot, and in this dream there no laws that binds me from anything.”

“I am sorry, Spike! I-I overactive. I just…” Her teal eyes lower in shame as she stops struggling. “Just please don’t go any further. Rest is not important at this moment!” Luna stares into his burning gaze. “I-I have an obligation to uphold as it’s one of my responsibilities of royalty. I cannot let the council fail and squander all that Twilight and others work on.” Luna confesses.

Getting right to her face, Spike grit his teeth as he speaks. “The council is NOT more important than YOU! Rest keeps you healthy, Luna! Coming late to some meeting wouldn’t end the world.” Spike tilts his head pondering a bit, “Hmm , maybe it can… never mind your health is more important. You are the Princess of the Moon, and you carry so much importance. Your body will be ruined if you continue to push yourself. Now, try this! It’s called Dragon Heat Therapy!” Spike says as he presses his two hot hands into her muscle knot, kneading the tautness away. Sweeping her worries elsewhere as his heat relaxes her muscles back out.

“OOOOOH SPIIIIIIKE!” Luna screams out, as she feels his hands going far deeper than before. Her skin crawls as her brain tries to process the countless types of stimulus. Her eyes glow silver as she starts to breathe deeply. Her core begins to heat up as she breathes out steamy breathes. It was like magic! With how she can hear, a horde of dragons going through her veins as they consume all her stress the four months had cause.

The pleasure she felt was so great that the world around them shatters and whiteness shines from everywhere. On her glowing horn, his seal keeps her powers from going out of control as Spike rubs the area in circular movements. The dragons within her also start to do circles around her core, breaking what little reasoning she has left.

As tears began to form, Luna quickly hooks her hoofs around Spike as another stream of pleasure shot through her body like a rocket. It penetrates through her mental barriers and reach the deepest parts of her soul. These sensations cause her body to move on its own out of his tail as she kisses Spike’s face repeatedly. When more waves of pleasure came, she locks muzzles with him as she deeply moans into the kiss. Her thick tongue slides into his mouth ravishing the dragon’s thinner tongue. When the last round of pleasure had left her, she loses conscious while still locking lips with Spike.

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For protection, he instinctively covers her with his large wings separating them from the whiteness outside. He focuses on her treatment as this new technique was very risky. As he developed it long ago, Luna is his first chance to test it out. While treating her, Spike thought to himself, ‘A three-step massage treatment for powerful alicorns. The Sedate, Seal, and Therapy process. I’m happy that it works, but it works a little too well. No, it’s perfect… if I wanted to-’ he stops thinking as a pair of lips kiss him.

For a moment, he was blown away by her kisses, but when he tasted her as she moans, it truly captivated him. As Spike unlock from her lips, his spikes were lifted as his heart pumps rapidly. He wanted to roar out the flames in his chest, but realizes they were in another world. This one made with grasslands and shady trees. Placing the sleeping Luna under a tree, he sits down by her side. Looking at how this world was very slowing fading away. He distinguishes it as another dream.

“I guess Dragon Heat Therapy is off-limits”, Spike says observing as Luna mumbles out his name in her sleep. Rubbing his lips, Spike chuckles, “This is my first make out session, I received, just for doing a massage. And with a princess, who could guess that can happen. At most I expected she stalk me a little. Like those mares stalking me around that spa, wanting a full-body massage. The owners tried to give me benefits, but I quit the job right then and there!” Laughing a little remembering at how the two spa owners begged him to stay.

He sighs as Luna hugs his side with a smile on her face. Taking a stray hair out of her eyes, he wipes her tears away, whispering. “I make sure to help ease your duties, Luna.” Spike checks his little parting gift on her horn. Seeing as it survives, an alicorn outburst, his new spell model was a success. He lays against the tree and slowly closes his eyes. As he waits to wake up, he smiles and says, “The kiss was not bad. Really not bad at all.” Spike passes the time with a little meditation.

Thinking of the wonders of memories, dreams, and magic. The dreamy grasses and trees sway to an unseen force as the clouds grew from feeding off it. Meditating, Spike feels this force coming from the sleeping Luna. As she breathes, the winds move across this world, lifting strands of grass into the air. It was pure. It was serene. Spike looks to his side, using his tail to support her.

“Even in sleep, you can do so much.” Spike sighs as he ponders, he gets an idea. “I wonder…” He picks up the moon princess and sets her between his arms and chest. With careful placement, her heart beat against his chest as he meditates with his wings surrounding them. Taking time to match his breathing with hers, he can completely feel the surreal dream force engulfing him to enter the sleeping alicorn.

Entering a deep trance, Spike’s heartbeats begin to match Luna’s. As he holds Luna closer, his flaming heart became erratic as blue and silver flames sparkles within its chambers. As Spike heart beats erratically the land surrounding them turn hazy as bluish, silvery lights float out of the grasses. These lights are carried by the winds and spread around the bundle couple quickly covering the dreamy world.

As more dream force rush into them, Spike’s body becomes hazier as the lights twist and twirl around. Suddenly, Luna grabs the dragon’s chest breaking his profound state. Losing his focus, sends him to sleep. Yawning as Spike’s body goes back to normal; Luna lightly squeezes her dragon pillow and continues to sleep as the dream force stops rushing into her.

As time comes to an end for this dreamscape, it fades away to reality, taking them along for a ride back.

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Author's Note

Hello, everyone! Zet Rock is here. Yes! Yes! I can guess what you all are thinking. Now, Chapter 9 was a joy to write. Believe me writing over 5,000 words isn't painful. I paced myself better this time and I work hard to proofread. It could have been longer but I change my mind on some things.

I know I can't control my verb tenses that seems to have a mind of its own. I need an editor because I feel like I'm not doing the story justice. (I don't want one. I'm scare lol.)

Pls comment your thoughts on this chapter. If you restless pm me your thoughts on where you think the story is going.

It's great to see people willing to read long fics. You Rock!

I love Luna and happy to write her more in the story. When I think of Luna. Ideas just keep coming. I don't know if I'm going to add a Sex tag later on. It is very important but I'm not confident. Heck, this chapter was fun and intense for me without ***.
It is a mature story because I always consider adding it one day. I wonder if more people will read this story if it was rated teen. I wonder...

Spike knows his past (Mostly). Now where will the big chapter 10 going to take us. No one knows, including me. XD