Year of the Dragon [HIATUS]

by Derpcadius Dragon

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Profanity, Violence, Princess Celestia, Dark, Death, Alternate Universe, Human, Main 6, Princess Luna, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 6266

An ordinary human given a golden scale by the Mysterious Merchant is now suddenly a dragon with time powers. Woopie.

Alexander, a human with a unhappy history on Earth, is given a mysterious golden scale by a mysterious entity. After passing out at home, she is born as a Golden dragon serpent with the powers over time in the world of Equestria. However, she is two thousand years in the past, and her powers are uncontrollable, nor does she know the land she is in. Will she bend to dark, or to light, or will she be the order that Equestria honesly needs?

[Do to being in other fandoms, I have decided to put this on Hiatus in hopes I will return to this story eventually.

EDIT: Might not continue, will think about in the future. Added custom Cover Art, please do not reuse without permission.]

Note: Anyone who wishes to do a crossover with this story (as in Displaced wise) must wait. 1. Fucanglong hasn't made a token and 2. I have no plans to do a crossover so soon. Thank you very much.

Published 2018-09-07 02:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2018-09-10 19:47:21 UTC

Prologue: To Wonderland We Go

[Equestria: 2020 years into the future]

Silver claws belonging to golden scales stomped down against the harsh rocky earth, the crackling of broken pebbles sounding through the cavern the owner lived in. The talons clenched for a moment, before lessening on its pressure and rising upwards towards a dark-golden crested face, pure emerald eyes with black slitted pupils stare at the claw, then out towards the land. There was nothing but rubble, dark red blood splattered against what used to be walls scented the air with a musky iron scent. The scaled beast let out a low croon, moving its crested head around cautiously.

A heavy sigh, and with a swift shift of its long, noodle like body, the beast moved through the rubble, scaled ears twitching for sounds, and with a confirmed noise, the beast bent its long neck down and picked up the rubble, revealing the still breathing body of a purple-magenta alicorn, the cutie mark symbolizing Magic on her flank. The beast let out a croon as it bent down to gently pick the mare up with its large maw, trying no to pierce it with its chair-leg sized teeth.

The alicorn's eyes opened slightly, emerald eyes meeting purple briefly, before the alicorn fainted. The golden dragon huffed out smoke from its nose, curled up, and shifted itself to fly into the sky like a snake, leaving the destroyed city in its wake.

As the dragon curled and uncurled through the sky, it looked down to the mare in its mouth, remembering what happened. To put it exactly? Chaos. Somehow, sometime, a dark beast had emerged from the crevises of the world and started to consume and devour magical (and non magical) beings. Ponies, Griffons, Manticores, Yaks, everything. Everything was devoured and turn into pure magical energy for the beast to use at will.

Trying to wage war with such a beast was impossible, the many beings of the world were underdeveloped in terms of technology. Cities were destroyed, towns were razed, forests were burnt and the only ones alive were the unwounded dragon and the injured mare in its mouth. The dragon closed its eyes, as a pearl of tears streaked down its eyes, through the tough as steel scales, and landing to the ground below.

"How could've this happened? Was it because I didn't wish to intervine? Was it because I was inknowledgeable? My poor friends... you didn't deserve such a fate. But do not worry..."

"I will bring you back together."

What could've happened here?

[Earth; Time: ?:?? PM, 9/5/2018]

Alexander huffed as she walked through the dark streets of her town, white sneakers kicked at a small pebble, sending it flying through the air and making it slam into a trash can with a low metallic "Ding" sound. She rolled her dark brown eyes and combed pale fingers through her dark brown tresses. Taking a glance around, she sighed once more.

"Man, shame more people aren't out at this time of night. Course, it's kinda understandable with thieves and such comin' out around this time. But night time is always a good time for a walk, even in weather like this."

Alexander huffed after she spoke, kicking once more at the floor. She lifted her head when it didn't land, and stopped to look in the rocks direct area of where it should've landed, and nearly ran at the sight of a creepy cloaked person in the middle of a alleyway. The person lifted a hand and beckoned her, and Alexander pointed to herself with a gulp, sweat growing on her face and neck. The person made a soft, inaudible, sigh and nodded in confirmation.

Alexander looked both ways across the street before rushing across, although she didn't get any closer to the alley than she needed to. She definitely didn't want to get murdered... or mugged, for that matter. The person seemed to tilt its head, shrugged, and out of its pocket it lifted out a golden scale. It palmed it in its hand, as if thinking, and then palmed it towards her.

Alexander couldn't help but to sweat a bit more, but toke the scale cautiously, fingering it with her very-pale hands and staring at it for a moment, then looked up with an open mouth but paused when she saw she was staring into a empty alleyway. Alexander looked around, tucking the scale in her pocket before decking the hell out of there.

At home, she opened the door and expected to see her parents getting ready to yell at her, but surprisingly there was not a sound in the house, save for the rat she saw scrambling around a corner. She flinched at that, and slowly closed her door, toke off her shoes, before silently (and quickly) dashing for her room. Once inside, she got undressed, although she did keep the scale in her pajama pant's pocket before she went to sleep.

[Equestria: Year 2000; 1000 years before canon Location: Unknown]

Alexander groaned, shifting around on the soft grass-like terrain. Her body ached and burned, but also scratched and itched. She then opened her eyes with a yelp, which turned out to be a very loud one that scattered birds around the place, before she tried to lift herself up. With a flail, she fell once more, but paused once seeing a scaled golden tail with thick white fur on the end of it. Following it downwards led to the discovery that was not a human anymore, and definitely not at home.

A quick glanced around told her she was in the middle of a forest, although the location was not in her mind at the moments. Trying to figure out how to get out of the puzzle she curled herself into eventually led to breakthrough, and she managed to get all four of her claws on the ground, although she was more uncertain on how to even walk, seeing how she had to make her back arch to even stand. She was pretty long, after all.

"We are not in Kansas anymore, Toto..."

Author's Note

It's ugly- its bad.. It's sadly made by me. Hello, and welcome to Year of the Dragon, I'd like to think of it as a sort of Displaced story, however different. I've noticed that most of the Displaced stories I have read don't give a prologue, or before canon story besides being locked in stone or such. I wished to give my version a story before the canon, if you will.

Of course, I do not have alot of knowledge about the before of Equestria, after all the time that Alexander is in is about 2 thousand years before the occurance of the Mane 6 and their journeys.

Alexander's token will not be appearing anytime soon, nor do I plan on introducing a Displace so soon into the story, maybe 1500 years before canon, I will introduce one. Maybe not. 1000 years before canon, however, is when Alexander's token will be created. And that's a long way off indeed.

I put Alexander so many years back for 1. Development of the story. Timeskips and such will occur when its needed. 2. Alexander is NOT a fully developed character in Equestria, and I wish to show the development as it comes along, instead of skipping towards Discord's return like some do.

I've set up my own rules as well for Alexander, since knowingly her powers are/can be seen as OP.
1. Alexander can't, at this time, use her powers. She doesn't know about them, and I wish to introduce that after about 500 years or so.
2. Alexander around the time she learns magic cannot go back and forth in time very far, she cannot fasten time or slow it, etc. About 1 week she starts out, and then it gets further and further.
3. Alexander can only use her time powers when she feels safe or when she believes it to be urgent.
4. Her "Time" powers are more of "Increase, Decrease" time, as in make it slower or faster for herself. To others, it appears as if she is slow or fast. So no, she cannot teleport.
5. Going back in time *is* possible, however not for a long time.

Any suggestions to limit her powers are welcomed, and ideas for further development are welcome, etc.
Please help me improve! Thank you for reading, if you even bothered to read through it that is.

A New Beginning? I think not!

[Equestria: 2000 years in the past]

Alexander tilted her head around her new surroundings, quite unsure at what she was looking at. Currently, she was looking at a bunch of cartoonish-looking trees in the middle of what looked like to be a forest, and looking up revealed that she was the size of a small bush, maybe even a flower. She frowned, feeling her new sharp canines push against her upper and lower lips. Eyes glanced around, trying to search for something to look into to at least take a look at her face, and a better look at her new body.

Small crested ears flickered at the new sounds, however Alexander was trying to get the sounds of rushing water, which was hard to do when there was a bunch of birds and leaves making noises. She grumbled unhappily, taking a deep breath through her nose before snorting it out and causing what looked like glittery-smoke out of her nose, however by doing so she managed to get a good whiff of rain-water like smell.

With the smell of rainwater in her nose, she began stumbling around to find a good way to actually move. This, of course, toke a while seeing how she was a long but very small noodle. Finally finding a way of moving by smoothing out her spinal cord and actually walking like a lizard, she made way to the smell, however toke note of her surroundings. Never knew when something might jump at you.

Alexander's eyes met the sight of a small but clear pond not even a, what she calculated to be, half hour later and swiftened up her pace. Peering into clear water, she got a look at her face. She had well.. scales, however they looked more like lizards skin than those of a viper, however her brow was finely scaled like a viper, with the corner of her eye having a sharp curve. Behind her eyes, she saw the small stubs of what looked like the start of the antlers of a deer of sort. Around the cheek and under the underdeveloped horns was small tuffs of white fur and feathers, just slightly erupting from the skin underneath the scales and under and around her horse-like ears. The most prominent features of her face was the sharp emeralds of her eyes along with the small tusks by the corners of her mouth. Opening her mouth was met with tiny tooth-pick sized teeth along with a forked tongue.

Closing her mouth, Alexander shifted her body to the water and toke a glance at her scales. Each were sharp and pointed, looking like they would be able to just be peeled off her body like it was glued on, however the mix of sharp spines going down her neck and white feathers and fluff in between the spines caught her attention most. Her arms were more like a lizards in terms of scales, however three wicked sharp claws and what she thought of as a thumb was what she caught note of, and she silently thanked for it, after all thumbs were undoubtedly useful for many things! Her back legs were the same, however with four sharp claws and no thumbs.

Testing her new tail, she curled it closer to her sights and was met with a face full of white downy fur and feathers, causing her to sneeze out more smoke from her nose which danced in the air with golden sparkles and then disappeared. Swishing it around a bit to test out the muscle, she discovered she could possibly use it to grab things as well, in case her front arms were full.

Blinking her newly colored eyes she began to wonder about how she would go about defending herself. She does have claws and teeth, however she knows that dragons do have a breath element, usually fire or the such. However, she wasn't technically a dragon, but a serpent from Asian lore. For all she knows, she could have no breath weapon which would mean that she wouldn't have a long distanced move in case she can't use her other bodily weapons. She scowled, and twisted her body towards the forest as she then began to wonder on how to develop such a thing.

Alexander sighed, relaxing her muscles before lifting herself up into what looked like a sitting motion for her body and curled a thumb under her chin and closed her eyes, trying to think while also testing out the inside muscles. She had noticed the smoke from her nose, so she should be able to find anything extra should it be in her chest or such. She lashed her tail in the water, causing a sprinkle of water to splash on her dry scales.

Unable to find a new muscle (and nearly gagging at accidentally using her gag reflex) she decided to just try breathing. This... was not successful as you may think, however she did manage to hack up smoke, which she thought was a good thing, at the least. If you wanted to run, that is. However, she needed- no wanted- fire. Fire was undoubtedly useful right now, since it was growing darker (she was looking at the sky while thinking) and its not like she knows how to use the stick method and there wasn't any flint around to do that trick. She didn't even have a lighter.

Sighing, she turned to the water. It was probably a good idea to drink something to relax her body and cool down a bit, along with relaxing her throat since it became sore from trying to hack something elemental up. Shuffling her arms much like a giraffe would, she lowered her head and was about to take a sip of water when she heard the rustling of bushes behind her. Taking a quick sip, she lifted her head and twisted it to look behind her, eyes slitting as her ears perked and started twitching around.

"Who's there? Come out where I can see ya. I ain't afraid of no ghost!" She growled, turning towards the bushes and fitting into a instinctive defense stance.

While she could (thankfully) see in the dark, she couldn't see what was pass the thick brush, but she did gulp as she noticed a pair of glowing green eyes. The bush snarled, rustled and then flattened as a large wooden wolf that was at least twice the size of her body stomped forth, causing her to gulp, eyes widening in shock.

The wolf snarled at her, and then lunged at her direction, and with a yelp she tried to dodge by rolling. This, obviously, didn't work because the wolf got a hold of her tail and started thrashing, its sharp wooden teeth digging into the scales. Holding a claw over her mouth so she would puke, she started lashing out with her other claws at the wolfs head, hoping to at least get out of the grip.

The wooden wolf yelped as the serpents claws slashed at its eye, causing a bit of splintered wood to go through the air. As the wolf yelped, it caused said serpent to go flying to the earth with a soft thud and bits of dried dirt to go into the air. Alexander stumbled to all four of her legs, and snarled at the wolf who recovered and snarled back. Cautiously, she wondered if she should run or not, taking glances around her for a safe way to get out of this situation.

The wolf lunged, and she decided to dash under it and make it for the tall oak tree behind her. The wolf went flying over her and she started clawing her way up the tree, yelping as the wolf recovered and tried to snap at her tail, but missed. Alexander curled up on a branch several feet above the beast, the thick branch holding her as she held onto it. The wolf started scratching at the tree, as if trying to either climb or make the tree fall, but failed as the old oak continued to stand and take the brunt of the attack.

The wolf snarled in defeated, turning around to run into the forest, bits of wood from the wound around its eye falling to the ground. Alexander sighed in relief, wiping at her brow despite not sweating, and lowered her head to the branch.

"Whatever that was... that was scary, and I am definitely not on regular old Earth anymore... I should try finding civilization or something, at least to learn what the hell is going on!" Alexander grumbled, before passing out in exhaustion. Her claws and tail holding her to the branch still in tense fear.

Author's Note

Haha I tried. I'm not good at 1. Talking or Thinking and 2. Fighting. Hope this was good at least. Think anyone can figure out where she is right now and why I keep making her talk in gold? Haha. Thanks for showing interest.

Also, I should ask if I need permission of the maker of the Displace AU to continue this- I was looking at "Game of the Gods" and noted that those who did so had permission from the OG story maker. Although... I kinda think my "Displaced" is prob AU to the Displace AU..? I dunno. Any help would be nice! >o<

New Names, New Faces

[Equestria: 2000 years in the past]

Alexander groaned as she woke up, the brill over her eyes uncovering her eyes to greet her to bright sunlight, causing her to growl and cover her eyes with her right talons, grumbling as she looked around at the now more or less properly lit forest.

Satisfied that the wooden wolf had somehow disappeared, Alexander proceed to climb down to the earth by spiraling down the tree, her claws and talons grasping at the bark and her tail almost completely curling itself around the tree as a way to keep close. Strangely, as she went down her scales scratched at the bark and relieved one of many itching spots on her newly elongated body. Making note to use trees to relieve the itchiness of her dry scales, or at least sooth them in water, she finally uncurled herself to the ground, although as graceful as a pasta noodle on a plate.

Huffing, she patted her belly as she heard it growl in hunger. She frowned, looking around for a source of food, but it seems as if the birds and other creatures had made themselves scarce. With a growl, she crawled her way to the water, at least to soothe both her scales and her dry mouth. One was harder than the other, and it was actually drinking. It took her three tries, but she managed to drink after shoving her mouth into the clear water and just sucking it up like a straw. Getting into water and managing to move around was easier, and she sighed in pleasure as her dry scales was cooled and soothed by cold pond water.

Exiting the water, she shook herself off much like a dog and twisted her head around to start cleaning down the mess of fur and feathers along her spine, managing to smooth them down. Focusing on her sharp golden scales, she noticed they were more or less shinier than normal and seemed smoother than normal, as if the sharp curves were smoothed out by the water, which was impossible. With a roll of her noodle body, she decided to leave the pond and try to satisfy the other grumbling in her belly, hunger. She could also use this way to teach herself how to hunt and survive, at least until she found somebody to either change her back to human or point her home at least.

A few hours later, by estimate, and Alexander was unable to find food, however she did manage to find a worn down pathway which had hoof marks and wheel tracks digging through them. Alexander's eyes widened and seemed to lit up at this, and looked up and down the path before deciding it was probably best to go downwards judging by the hoof marks leading downwards than upwards.

With her mind set, she set forth, straightening her spine to allow her to lizard-walk her way to her destination, and when she manage to find a clearway, she dashed forth, parting the bushes before her slowly, her eyes narrowed in confusion. Instead of what she thought of to be human-ridden carriages pulled by horses, she was met with a small village full of well... very brightly colored ponies. She gave a scowl as she noticed they could speak. Pulling her head back and moving off the path, she sat down to think.

"Brightly colored ponies... that can speak... and have either horns or no horns? Where have I heard of such things?" She grumbled to herself, pulling a thinking look before she felt a tug on her tail before she was pulled out of the bushes and into the open.

Alexander stifled a yelp of pain, trying to claw at a nearby trunk hoping to stop being pulled, however it was out of reach. Sunlight greeted her scales as she turned around to meet the face of one adult ponies staring at her, and a young foal at her tail who backed up and looked mighty smug at her.

"I knew it, I knew I saw something shiny! Well, not that I knew it was a dragon but I was right on the shiny part." the foal, who had a dark orange pelt and a bright pastel pink-red mane and tail bragged, turning its head towards the other adults. One of the adults who had a acorn seed on its flank and had a brown pelt with a green and white mane and tail scowled at the foal, "Yeah, you were correct however what if this dragon suddenly breathed fire down your back, Summer?"

Alexander flinched as the pony turned its evergreen glare on her, and crossed her arms, "I don't even know how to even breath my element! Besides, why would I want to burn a foal to death?" she grumbled, flicking her tail to curl around her bottom claws as she glared unhappily at the pony.

Summer tilted their head, and turned to the other ponies, "What did she say? I didn't hear nothin'" they commented, which nearly caused Alexander to face-plant. Alexander turned to them, "Wait you can't-" She started, her eyes slitting a bit before the brown-pelt spoke up, "Sounds like a whole bunch of bells, whistles, and growling to me. Usually dragons know how to speak Equuish, but I guess this one don't." they grunted.

Summer glared at the brown pelt, before looking to Alexander with a smile, "Hey, I know you can obviously speak Equuish! What's your name? Mine is Summer, Summer Wind! The older colt is my brother, Everpine Sap." Alexander made not that Everpine, the brown-pelter, was a male, and noted that Summer was also a male. She closed her eyes and frowned.

Reopening them, she opened her mouth and spoke, "Well, my name is !#@$@(." When she said her name, it sounded like she whispered. Summer tilted his head, "Your name is what now? It sounded like the wind..." he noted. Everpine raised an eyebrow, the white star on his forehead rising higher.

Alexander frowned deeper, "I said my name is !@#$%, but I guess whatever brought me to this place doesn't want me to use my old name, so I'll have to figure out a new name..." she growled, itching at one of her scales on her neck that had poked out in agitation, soothing it back into place.

Summer seemed to ignore the 'whatever brought me to this place' while Everpine's other brow soon joined its brethren, "Well, how about I give you a name! Of course, with your permission..." he smiled sheepishly as his brother knocked his head a bit, "You can't go around givin' names to strangers, especially not a dragon like her. Heck, I doubt I know a dragon that looks like Discord handed a snake four pares of claws and a pair of horns." he scowled.

Alexander raised her lip in a growl, before she stopped and sighed, "Sorry, but I'm kind of new to the whole "Dragon" thing. Well, correction being a Serpent, which is basically what you described. But not the Discord part. Who's Discord...?" she mumbled to herself about the last part, before looking down to Summer, "Well, if you wanna name me, make it quick and good. A name sticks on ya forever, and I don't wanna be named somethin' stupid." she gave a small growl, but mostly stayed deadpan.

Summer hummed, looking down and also making a thinker pose, "Well, you're gold, you're a dra-serpent, you're kinda nice, and you seem like a good person... How about Fucanglong? Did I get that right? I know Chihornese is kinda different than Equuish, but I think I got it right." Summer looked up to Alexander with a grin on h is small face.

Alexander huffed, "I wasn't Chinese- Chihornese- whatever you call that language... back then, but it kinda sounds like a cool name, whatever the meaning may be. Yeah, I'll be Fucanglong. My name is Fucanglong, it was nice meeting you two but uh, think you can spare something to eat? An apple or something, which I should be able to eat. Please." she both stated and asked, looking down in embarrassment.

Summer looked to Everpine, shrugged, and nodded, "Yeah, I'll get ya a couple apples. A carrot too, while I'm at it! Ever, please don't fight with Fucang while I'm getting her food, please?" he asked, then bolted off. Alexander, or Fucanglong, raised a scaled eyebrow before turning to Everpine.

Everpine looked back, and sighed, "Well, I'll keep a promise, however I noticed you say something interesting- what was it about saying something placed you here and what do you mean by 'new with the whole Dragon thing'?" he tilted his head and narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.

Alexander (Fucanglong- she berated to herself) frowned, "I came from another world, I guess. A place where ponies don't talk, two legged beings called humans ruled the planet, and I was given a shiny golden scale by a weird dude in a alley. When I got home and passed out, I woke up like this. I also fought a weird wooden wolf thing, and escaped by climbing a oak tree. Was trying to use my breath element but failed as well. Weird, yeah?" she scowled, looking at Everpine.

He hummed, crossing his hooves, "Most wouldn't believe that, but you haven't made a single hint towards not being honest, so I'll personally believe you. I'm sure I can sneak out a few tomes and stuff for ya, but you're gonna have to stay away from the village, the other ponies would be scared stiff by the sight of you." he commented, pointing a hoof at her. Ale-Fucanglong (once again she smacked her head mentally) nodded, "I can agree with that. I found a lake up the pathway and a bit... North? That I was staying at. I'll show you and your brother there and you two can well... teach me. Thanks, though. You're kinda cool... and nice." she grinned.

When Summer returned, he couldn't help but smile as his brother and new friend began chatting, he handed the bag over to Fucanglong before joining in the chat, before waving goodbye with the promise of teaching their new friend. Summer turned his head towards the village after the white feathery-fur of Fucanglong disappeared, and grinned. He knew an adventure was around the corner!

Author's Note

Weeze. My chapters are getting longer, aren't they. I hope this scene was good. I was tempted to use the old way like Luna speaks, however that is stressful for myself. Anyways, a timeskip is near- although it'll be a week long timeskip. Next you see Alexander (now renamed Fucanglong) she'll at least be taught the history of (current) Equestria.

Now its time to figure out how to introduce Celestia and Luna to Fucang and the whole Discord shenanigans... joy.

How to fly: For Dummies and the start of a Dragons Hoard

[Equestria: 2000 years in the past, week time skip]

Fucanglong groaned as she stared down at the tome in her claws, the title on its crest and front reading "How to Fly: For Dummies". A week and a day passed since she had appeared in Equestria and made friends of Summer Wind and Everpine. They had given her tomes such as "History of Equestria", and other informational tomes of that sort. During that week, Fucanglong had managed to learn how to use her breath weapon, Fire, and Summer Wind somehow got the both of them into trouble with Timberwolves, the same exact wooden wolf that attacked her on her first day in Equestria.

Glaring down at the book explaining the anatomy of Pegasi and other flying creatures, she slammed it close and gently set it on the grassy ground that wasn't near the little pond of her home. Speaking of her pond, she learned that some creatures such as frogs, fish, and small turtles lived in it. She decided to use it as a food reserve, eating those that looked ill or fat. Now, the pond was properly populated and with the help of Everpine, she managed to enlarge the pond so more growth could happen.

Summer Wind looked up from where he was napping, and looked to his upset dragon-serpent friend. He frowned, not liking how she looked so angry and sad. He got up from his little spot under a large oak tree and over to his friend. "Y'know, I know how important flying is for you, but don't you think you should calm down and take a break?" he asked, tilting his head. Fucanglong looked down at him and sighed, giving a nod, "Yeah, I'll do that. It's just so frustrating, I haven't even figured out if I have the magic to even fly, heck even if I can fly, I don't have the wings to help me change directions!" she growled, crossing her arms as she put on a upset face (or as well as she could, her scales were getting stiffer by the day).

Summer Wind snorted, "You obviously have the magic to fly if you can breath fire, and I bet you can use your noodle like body for that, like a snake! But then again you might need the help of a pegasi or a unicorn to figure out how to properly fly... I think. I think Book Worm and Wind Snapper can help you!" he grinned, looking to Fucanglong.

Fucanglong frowned, "But I'm a dragon, wouldn't they be scared of well... me? Considering I can now breath fire as well... but if you're really sure about it, go ahead." she groaned, then started itching at her scales, "Also, consider getting something oily for my scales? They've been going stiff lately... and sharp. I'll see if water helps of course... maybe the tree?" she groaned, mumbling as she waddled over to the water and dipped in.

Summer simply nodded, making a note to ask Everpine about the oil and dashed off to find Book Worm and Wind Snapper. In the town, he looked around a couple times, before laying eyes of a white mare with a light blue mane and tail, and next to her was a red stallion with a darker red mane and tail. Trotting over, he coughed to get their attention. The two turned to look at him, curious at the interruption.

"Excuse me, Book Worm, Wind Snapper, but a friend of mine needs help. You see, she's a dragon- well a Serpent really, but anyways she's trying to figure out how to fly. I suggested getting you two for her, since I know you two would help any pony with trouble, and well despite being-" he rambled, nervously looking around the place.

Book Worm chuckled, "Alright, alright. I'll come help. Besides, what more to ask and study a dragon, a 'serpent' as you so called her. I'm sure Wind Snapper would also love to meet her." he hummed, glancing his dark purple eyes to the mare. Wind Snapper nodded, looking at Summer, "Yeah, I would love to meet her, sounds interesting too. Maybe she can give me tips on weather or such. I heard from the ponies that come from that land that serpents are known to be masters of water and weather." she commented.

Summer grinned, and galloped his way to the pond his friend called home, the two following him from above and behind. In the clearing, he saw Fucanglong peeling something golden and shiny from her skin, grumbling in relief. He tilted his head, and noted that it looked like skin or silk. He shrugged, and approached slowly.

"Fucan, I brought Book and Wind. They both wanted to ask questions and stuff about you... sorry. Heh heh." he chuckled nervously, crossing his front legs. Fucanglong looked to him after peeling the rest of the golden stuff of her, which she crunched up into a ball and threw it behind her, nearly hitting Wind Snapper in the process. "Yeah, no problem. At least I'll be able to fly after this." she grumbled, lowering herself to sit down, tail curling around her claws.

It seemed like days for her, but she finally managed to float and fly thanks to the work of Book Worm and Wind Snapper. As day became night, the two adults toke off back to the village, taking Summer with them after hearing Everpine calling for him. Fucanglong waved goodbye, her body suspended in air as her lower body curled and uncurled, before she frowned.

"I don't wanna leave them, but it's dangerous for them to have me here, plus I'm a dragon. I doubt the village will like that they kept the secret of a dragon here. I should leave tonight... maybe leave something? No. Don't want that. Grrr, why does everything have to be so confusing!" she roared, then clamped her mouth shut as she looked around cautiously. Sighing in relief nobody came to investigate, she twirled her tail and landed on the ground.

Fucanglong curled up on the ground, trying to think, but only one thing came to mind. She needed to leave, she needed a proper den away from ponies, but she also needed books. It was sort of like instinct, like as if she wanted to hoard a bunch of books instead of gems and gold. She frowned, looking to the tome, before shaking her head. Not good enough, has to be rarer. With a grin, she stood up. Looking in the direction of the village, she knew. "Time to steal some ancient and rare tomes... heh"

With a lash of her tail and the curved movement of her frontal body, she toke to the air and swiftly made it to the village just in time to see everything go dim and quiet. Spotting what looked to be a library, she floated downwards and near a window. Glancing in, she noted nothing of such worth and rarity, but didn't feel surprised at all. After all, she hasn't gone in and explored. Curling her lip, she breathed her hot flame at the window, careful not to set the patchwork of the roof aflame.

When she stopped breathing fire onto the glass, the glass had melted and became hardened glass that smoothed away from the window, allowing a small passage. Squeezing through, she curled through the library. Combing through the books, she found several note-worthy books and nabbed them. She even managed to find the rarer books and such in the Librarian's room, and toke those along with the scrolls and what looked like dragon fire in a jar. Grinning in success, she set forth back to her melted glass creation.

Floating away from the Library and holding about seven books, five scrolls, and at least three jars of green dragon fire, she spotted a quilt being held on a clothesline. With a grin, she snatched it and used it to hold her goodies- her hoard if you will. Looking around, she decided to head towards the mountains in the horizon and settled off, leaving the only evidence of being there being a single golden scale, sharp as a knife and as shiny as the sun itself.

Fucanglong looked back, feeling saddened, however she looked forward once more, putting on her brave face. It was better for them and herself, she reminded. Besides, if she was a dragon, or a serpent, she would live far longer than them. There is little to no chance of them meeting again... right?