Spike's Long-Awaited Conquest

Spike's Long-Awaited Conquest

And that's how it began.

"Spike, it's so nice to see you. What brings you here? I did not receive a message of your future arrival."

"Hello, Princess Celestia." Spike greeted the alicorn with a bright smile. "I apologize for not sending a message. I was pretty distracted, and I just kind of ended up here."

"Oh, it's quite alright. When the guards informed me of your coming, I was both surprised and happy. Your presence alone has brightened up my day." Celestia continued to smile softly.

Spike smirked. "Ah, I get it! So I've brightened up the sun, eh?"

Celestia looked upon Spike in amusement, giggling quietly to herself. "Your humor never tires, I see. That's a good thing."

Spike the Dragon and Celestia the Alicorn laughed among themselves in unison. What a pleasant moment it was. A picture-perfect scene seemingly insignificant in the eyes of an audience but special to the two involved.

Or so Celestia thought.

At that particular moment Spike desired to grab the Princess's s snout and drag her down to his eye level. He would then breathe a fire so ferocious no form of magic would bring her face back to a recognizable state.

Yet Spike kept himself from partaking in any such action. Other plans needed to be dealt with. He wasn't here for Celestia, in any case. He will maintain himself in the presence of the Princess...for today.

"How are Twilight Sparkle and the rest of the Elements doing, Spike?" Celestia asked after a refreshing fit of laughter.

"Ah, Twilight's being Twilight - studying like crazy every day and having me at her beck and call." Spike replied sardonically. "Applejack's still bucking for apples, Rainbow's speeding around, Pinkie's partying, and Fluttershy's still caring for the animals."

Celestia turned to lead Spike into her private chambers. She assumed Spike had come for a more personal confrontation. Knowing Spike's dependence on Twilight Sparkle, Celestia doubted the little dragon simply "ended up" at the Canterlot Castle by himself.

He must be here to see me for a specific reason. Celestia contemplated to herself.

Of course, the Princess had no qualms of Spike's sudden appearance. A charming individual entering the royal grounds would make for an interesting situation any day. And anytime a dear friend desired aid Celestia was sure to use all her power to provide it.

As always, Spike was mystified by the sheer enormity of the castle's interior. Polished marble and proper furnishings enchanting the many rooms and halls within the expansive capital brought the young dragon into a reverie, creating a hot stir within his small body. The stir strengthened every second Spike eyed the marvelous decor.

For soon Spike will label all this his own. At that thought, a grin of pure wickedness materialized upon the dragon's countenance.

Celestia, not having noticed Spike's maddening facial expression. "And Rarity is still creating extraordinary dresses, I assume."

Spike immediately produced a stoic expression the second Rarity's name was heard. Rarity...She destroys more than she creates. The pony of his dreams of experiences passed is now the present topic, sitting atop a throne as if she were so great. As if her name deserved to be relayed so easily. Rarity is Queen of the world, huh? She's the bright, up-and-coming fashionista youth all of Canterlot's talking about? Belle of the ball? Creme de la Creme? She's not just another Jane Doe? That little pony is not just a worthless piece of dirt that needs to be spat at and stepped on with a tremendous force inflicting permanent damage to her very soul?

Spike made great effort to force down vomit as it rose in his throat.

"Well, that's not the case, now is it?" Spike muttered to himself in enmity.

"What did you say, Spike?" Celestia asked, slightly confused.

Spike awoke, saving himself from misunderstanding. "Ah, I meant Rarity's dresses aren't just extraordinary. They're unimaginably extraordinary!"

Coming up with efficient lies so quickly does not seem to be a strong suit to Spike. That would have to change now.

"Well, I guess unimaginably extraordinary just makes her dresses that much more special, doesn't it?" Celestia smiled kindly at Spike, agreeing with his remark. "So how I can help you, young Spike?"

"Princess, being in your company is always a pleasure. Thanks again for having me. But I'd like to ask for a favor, if that's okay." Spike concentrated, making sure the next words coming out of his mouth wouldn't leave a hint of malevolent intentions. Not that he feared Celestia would be suspicious of him, yet Spike truly felt caution and patience allowed for success in any type of plot. After having to deal with an obsessive-compulsive pony for most his life, Spike has learned a few things about task completion.

This plot must be a success.

"May I speak to Princess Luna?"

"Luna?" Taken aback by Spike's request, Celestia rose her head high.

"Yes, I have something to ask the Princess. Is she here?" Spike felt he already knew the answer.

Arching an eyebrow, Celestia looked out an open window. The sun was high and the sky was blanketed by scattered clouds. Another peaceful day adorned the city of Canterlot, and Celestia took pride in the enjoyment and happiness of her fellow subjects.

"I apologize, Spike, but Princess Luna is resting at the moment. It takes quite a bit of energy to raise up such a brilliant moon and decorate the sky with glittering stars each night." Celestia looked back to Spike with an apologetic expression on her face. "Why would you like to meet with Princess Luna?"

"Well, that's the thing. I'm here on a special assignment." Spike answered truthfully.

"For Twilight Sparkle?"

"No, for myself." Spike replied enthusiastically. "I have a few questions about the moon, and I thought Princess Luna would be the perfect one to ask."

"I agree that she would be the right choice for such inquire. Is your interest that strong for the moon?"

"Oh, yes, Princess. Very much so. The moon is so beautiful, and I can't help but stare at it each night. I just want to know everything about it. Oh, not to say your sun isn't beautiful either. Celestia's sun is always a treat!" Spike assured Celestia, attempting to butter her up.

Celestia seemed a bit conflicted on what type of action she should make. Her younger sister slept through each day in order to be well-rested for the night, and she would not want to disturb her. Yet Celestia also found Spike's interest in the moon an opportunity to bring Luna into her subjects' personal circle. Celestia understood Luna's attempts at befriending the ponies of Ponyville and Canterlot were not faring too well, partly due to Luna's past as an antagonist. Maybe a bit of social time with Spike could brighten up her night.

"I see." Celestia nodded in understanding. "I believe I could relay to you information on the moon. But I know my sister would appreciate your interests. I'll see what I can do. Would you mind waiting here for now?"

Spike smiled innocently. "Of course, Princess Celestia! Thanks!"

Celestia stepped out of her private quarters and left Spike alone. Spike's innocent smile turned dark, a maniacal smirk creeping upon his facial guise.

"Celestia, you bitch. You'll pay for bringing me here." Spike stood stiffly in the castle's quarters, his claws clenched tightly in anticipation.

Spike's heart rate quickened. It was finally happening. The plan's started off well enough. Luna is a vulnerable mare. On Nightmare night, Spike observed the dark allicorn go on an emotional rollercoaster. She went from hopeful to confused to depressed to frustrated to elated. Anypony that can run through so many sentiments in one night is bound to be easy to conquer. Spike doubted she'd be an obstacle in his path to conquest. Vulnerability brings about weaknesses. Weaknesses exposed are the most easy to strike at. And Spike was going to strike at Luna's very core. He'll pluck her heartstrings until each one snaps.

For a moment Spike was surprised by his own thoughts. Just yesterday the dragon had been carelessly skipping along to the Carousel Boutique with a gift in his hand, a simple grin plastered on his round face. The sky sported a beautiful blue sky and wonderfully white clouds. Ponies of varying colors and sizes trotted through the small town in normalcy, creating an atmosphere of unadulterated serenity. Now Spike stands stock still in Canterlot, a horrifyingly delicious scheme brewing within his mind that he cannot wait to initiate. A pure mindset no longer bathed the dragon in ignorance and naïveté. He's matured considerably in the past twenty-four hours. For a darkness was consuming him.

And he welcomed it.

"Oh, Rarity." Spike grunted, using every ounce of willpower to keep himself from breaking something in the room. "You've shown me the light."

Chapter Two: Spike Begins His Conquest

Author's Note: In the next chapter, Spike strives to conquer Luna! What occurred between Rarity and Spike for it to come to this? How will Spike transform throughout the series? Read and find out! Comments are appreciated!