DEATH BATTLE: Spike VS Krysta
Author's Note
Spike does not have his wings here for a reason-- This death battle takes place EXACTLY after Lightning and Twilight's battle...
...it's 2017, a year before Spike got his wings
Spike VS Krysta
“UNIFORCE…!!”
Lightning Dawn, the powerful Space Alicorn fired his magical wave, which was unlike anything Twilight Sparkle had ever seen, she quickly used her magic to put up a defensive barrier, but the Uniforce was so strong, it shattered through the wall as if it were made of paper…
KAPOW!! A big explosion! Twilight SCREAMED as she was thrown back hard.
She lay on the ground-- more tired than hurt. All through her battle with Lightning, she had used all her most powerful magical spells, and she didn’t so much as even make the power Space Pony flinch due to his strength and skills being far greater than hers.
“I… give up!” Twilight cried.
KO!!
Even though Twilight had not been brutally murdered, the facts still spoke for themselves that Lightning could have killed her anytime he wanted. So in the spirits of the matter, and the given facts, Lightning was the winner of that Death Battle.
The battle had been held in the open meadows so that no one nearby would be hurt, and no property would be destroyed, but someone had been in the area all the time and was watch the battle.
Spike peeked through the brambles of a bush, and gawked through his binoculars; he was totally horrified by what he had just seen. “No! It can’t be…!” he cried softly “…Twilight!”
She had lost the battle, and more so she lost without successfully landing a single hit, or doing any damage to her opponent.
“No surprises here,” a little voice called to him “That pretty pony didn’t have a chance.”
Spike looked around, “Who said that?”
“Up here…” called the voice.
Spike looked up and saw a little fairy. She was as small as a doll figure, five-seven inches at the most. She had long blond hair, wearing a silver crown atop her head, and she wore white tights, a pink skirt over top, and a small ermine-lined cloak, like a queen, and in her hands she carried a tiny but simple wand.
“Who are you?” asked Spike.
“Name’s Krystaline: Queen of the Warping Fairies of the Planet Luminous… but just call me Krysta.”
Spike seemed amazed, but his features suddenly hardened, “Where do you get off saying Twilight never had a chance.”
“I’m just stating the facts.” said Krysta.
She explained how she came with Lightning to Equestria-- she was his own sidekick companion, much like how Spike was to Twilight, but that was beside the point.
“When I heard Twilight Sparkle challenged Lightning to a death, I could hardly stop laughing…”
Spike’s blood began to boil,
“…Only then did I find out she was being serious.” said Krysta “I can’t believe she’d dare to challenge one of Starfleet’s master soldiers.”
Spike clenched his fists, “She had every right to! She was standing up for a just cause!”
He went on berating Starfleet, calling them “Nihilists, pushy, dictators and bloodthirsty warmongers who scoff at friendship!”
Now Krysta was growing infuriated, “Watch it, kid!”
Spike then decided, “Maybe you’re like to take ME on, huh?”
Krysta knew that was a challenge, but she snuffed “No.”
“What are you too scared to face me? I think you are, I’d flatten you from five inches to one millimeter.”
Now Krysta was annoyed, “You’re just like Twilight, judging before you know, and let me tell you something-- I may be much shorter than you, but if we were to face off in a Death Battle right now, you wouldn’t have a chance against me anymore than Twilight would against Lightning.”
Spike had flames in his eyes, Krysta honestly couldn’t tell if it was determination, or just plain stupidity.
She still refused to fight.
“Fine then,” Spike jeered “Don’t fight me. You’ve just proven what cowards Starfleet really is! Your so-called “heroes” are horrible people… just like you!”
Krysta was livid on the inside. She was getting fed up to the teeth with everyone wrongfully insulting Starfleet and making fabrications of things, and now she was being insulted just for being part of Starfleet?
She sighed, “Well, I tried to warn you, but if that’s the way you want it… Let’s go!”
It was time for a Death Battle!!
FIGHT!!
The little dragon, and the tiny fairy stood each other down glaring at one another, and Krysta threw off her crown and robe.
Spike cracked his knuckles, and though silently, “I’m doing this for you, Twilight.”
Krysta called over to him, “You know, if you just apologized this could go much easier on you.”
Spike scoffed at her, “Lightning didn’t show Twilight any mercy-- Why should I give you any?!”
Krysta rolled her eyes, and looked over her shoulder at no in particular…
*Breaks Fourth Wall*
“Is this kid seriously for real? He needs to wake up and smell the morning.”
*Unbroken*
She knew that all battle long, Lightning didn’t punch Twilight once-- knowing the differences in their strengths were so vast, even the slightest attack from Lightning would severely hurt Twilight, if not-- kill her!
But seeing as spike was beyond any reasoning, she resisted the urge to argue.
“Tell you what…” said Spike, and he began to walk over towards her, “Maybe I will show you a little mercy and let YOU have the first hit.”
He then stood right up to her and leaned his pudgy cheek in towards her, motioning at it.
“Oh, please,” sighed Krysta.
“Nah, go on…” Spike said “I can take it. Give me your worst.”
He was so confident that because Krysta was so much small than he was, she’d barely be able to tickle him.
“Come on…” Spike taunted.
Krysta, with a bored expression on her face, raised her tiny right first, put it right up to Spike’s cheek to seemingly give a light touch, but at the last second, she nudged him…
POW!!
“D’AAAAA-OOOOOOHHH…!!” Spike felt as if he had been smashed by a wrecking ball, and he went sailing across the field and crashed hard on the ground with a loud thud.
Krysta didn’t even open her eyes and continued to look unimpressed as Spike groaned and moaned holding his swollen cheek. He even spit out a couple of baby dragon teeth.
Through his aching cheek he gazed afar at Krysta, completely astonished and freaked out how she was able to pack such a punch.
“Like I said…” Krysta called to him “Just because I’m small, doesn’t mean I’m less deadly.”
Spike’s anger boiled, and he bolted up on his feet again, through his aching cheek, he growled, “I’m going to get you for this, you little pixy!”
And he rushed forth to tackle the little fairy down, but Krysta zipped out of the way causing Spike to miss, and the next thing he knew… WHAMM!! Krysta soared from behind and kicked him hard in the back, knocking him flat on the ground.
“You ready to apologize yet?” she taunted him.
“Never!” groaned Spike “I… won’t… give in!”
So he kept on trying, and trying, and trying again… and each every time, the tiny fairy zipped out of the way with incredible speed, and pounded him hard again each time…!
BAM!!
ZAP!!
BOOT!!
OOF!!
Krysta even picked him up by the tail-- as a warping Fariy, even though she was small, she was able to lift up to 3000 times her own weight; as much as over 750 pounds!!
Grabbing him by the tail, Krysta whirled Spike round and around and threw him way up in the air, and then she soared straight up to his face and rammed numerous punched into him before Spike fell to the ground with a huge crash.
Spike was totally dizzy, bruised and covered in dirt, and he collapsed on the ground, with hardly much strength left.
Krysta on the other hand had barely broken a sweat. “You sorry yet?” she sneered at him “Just apologize, and the hurt will stop faster.”
Spike felt ready to pass out, and he surely would have were it not for one little secret he had with him, ready to go.
He reached below him, and pulled out a small green jewel that was glowing with an enchanted spell-- that Krysta didn’t see.
He remembered there was a transformation he could do to make him grow into a fifty-foot monster dragon. Unfortunately, this only worked if his dragon heart was overclouded with greed and lust for taking things, and the transformation would only progress slowly day-by-day!
But this jewel was enchanted with one of Twilight’s special spells that she had given to him one day.
“Spike, even though your… other form… was huge and nearly caused trouble. I’d like to think that we can use it for the better some time. So I’ve made these jewels, and enchanted them with a special spell.
Simply ingest it, like a pill, and you’ll be able to transform instantly into your Giant Dragon form… but only short while, and even still, be careful… you could still lose control. I haven’t quite worked out all the bugs yet.”
Even though the jewels were only for training, Spike felt now was as dire as ever. So he popped the jewel in his mouth and swallowed it whole.
All at once, his eyes dilated, and he bolted upright on his feet.
“What the--?” said Krysta.
Spike’s body began to pulse like a beating heart.
Krysta then watched before her eyes as Spike began to expand and mutate, growing higher and bigger by the second, and finally he was a fifty-foot giant dragon beast!
He roared loudly!
Krysta gawked up at him, but rather in astonishment than fear. “Wow! Talk about your growth spurts.”
Spike glared down furiously at Krysta. Smoke was spouting through his nostrils. Though he could not speak while in this form, Krysta could tell he was pumped for more.
Of course now, Krysta was about the size of a common fly compared to the giant dragon now!
“WHOA!!” Krysta cried as the giant dragon thrust his huge claws at her to squash her like a bug, and she zipped upwards and out of the way.
“You think just because you’re bigger means you’re better?!” she roared at him “Well I don’t!” and she charged straight for Spike’s huge face, but the huge dragon let out a loud roar!! The airwaves sent Krysta soaring backwards like a hurricane gale.
The dragon then growled and stomped his way across the field, making small craters in the ground, littering the field with loose pieces of earth and rock.
Normally, in this huge form, Spike would want to ensnare anything he saw and make it his, but all he saw was Krsyta, and he could think of nothing else than the rage and determination he felt to finish her and avenge Twilight’s failure.
He looked down by his feet and scooped up a load of boulders in his claws.
“Oh, boy…!” Krysta murmured.
Spike growled as he threw the rocks in an avalanche at the tiny fairy, and there was no place for Krysta to escape to this time.
It looked as if she had really been buried under the rocks.
The dragon grinned triumphantly, only suddenly be shocked when he saw Krysta emerge from the rumble and lifting one of the huge boulders over her head with her super strength.
“Not bad, huh…?” Krysta taunted, and she threw the boulder hard for Spike’s huge face, but he swung his huge tail batting the rock, smashing it into pebbles that bombarded Krysta.
This allowed Krysta the chance to fly right at his face, and slam-kick hard, making the dragon roar in pain!
Spike then raised his arms to grasp her, but she zipped off making him punch his own face.
“I’ve got to take this creep down!” Krysta thought, and she looked down at her wand “He used his ability, now I’ll use mine!”
She soared at the ground and with a wave of her wand; she shot magical sparkling waves at certain spots at the ground. Seemingly nothing happened at all, but only she knew what was really there!
Spike shook himself back to his senses, and he saw Krysta way up ahead. “Hey, big boy…!” she teased at him, which angered him greatly. He roared and began to stomp his way forth…
Suddenly, he stepped on the ground, but his foot passed right through it like stepping into a trap hole!
And his other foot hit another invisible trap hole Krysta had created, and the huge dragon fell over like a tower, crashing to the ground, making everything shake hard.
Spike looked up at the tiny fairy, who was smirking at him. “That’s one thing we warping fairies do-- we can create Warp Portals. We can teleport ourselves or any object within our capacity from one location to another, or we can even create warp spaces, like those holes I just put in the ground.”
The dragon growled at her, but Krysta only jeered at him more, “You see: I may be small, but I can be deadly!”
Spike’s eyes blazed with furry, and his nostrils flowed with smoke as he pulled himself up to his feet and glared squarely at the little fairy.
Krysta knew what was coming next, as she saw the dragon take in a huge breath and unleashed a huge wave of fiery flames, straight at her.
Krysta made no attempts to dodge as the brightness of the flames surrounded her.
The flames left behind a big cloud of smoke, it really looked as if Krysta were done for, but as the smoke cleared, Spike could not believe his eyes…
There stood Krysta, completely unharmed, and she was standing atop a large portal that looked like a swirling vortex, she had conjured to absorb the massive fire blast!
Krysta then slyly pointed to above the dragon…
Spike looked up nervously, and saw a second portal appear above him, and his own fire attack came out at him, blasting him hard, but this was not ordinary fire...!
Normally a dragon like Spike was immune to all kinds of fire, but Krysta's warping magic, combined with the flames made it a completely different story!! It was now magical burning energy, and Spike had no defense against that!
He roared as he was engulfed by the massive flames.
Big explosions and flames shot all over him, followed by a massive big flash and explosion, which Krysta flew well away from.
Fortunately, Spike was not dead, but those fires and explosions really knocked the wind out of him, and he had also run out magic, and had transformed back into his normal small state.
He lay on the ground smouldering, bruised and partial blackened. “Did you order that well done, or extra crispy!” he groaned.
“Well, Crispy…” Krysta sneered at him, “Do I get that apology or do I have to get Tough?!”
Spike summoned whatever strength he had left, and raised his hand, “…You… win!” he shamefully declared. “…It’s over!”
KO!!
Spike was down, but Krysta didn’t have the heart to leave him as he was; all sore and weak and hopeless.
As a fairy, she and her kind were also good at making special potions.
She reached behind her and pulled an off sack from out of nowhere, and let out a single drop of clear fluid drop into Spike’s mouth, which he swallowed almost immediately. He was too weak to complain about the awful taste.
The potion took immediate effect, and he felt his strength returning, at least he could stand up on his feet. Though he was still looking pretty beat up, but now he was so ashamed that he just fell to his knees.
It was bad enough he lost the battle, but he lost to a tiny fairy! Even as a fifty-foot hulking monster, he couldn’t do it!
Even he had tried to EAT Krysta, she would’ve just teleported to safety, or worse… warp his insides, or even blast her way through him. Either way, it was hopeless!
“What’ll Twilight think about this?” he wondered aloud.
“…She wouldn’t be too pleased with you.” said a voice from behind.
Spike turned and saw Twilight, actually fully healed from her battle with Lightning, who was standing next to her, and he didn’t seem too pleased either.
“We saw your battle.” said Lightning, “Something you two want to say?”
Spike and Krysta both come clean about watching the death battle, and Spike shot his mouth off, almost the same way Twilight did when her battle against Lightning began.
“I just wanted to avenge your loss.” said Spike “I thought I could beat her.”
Twilight shook her head in dismay, “Spike, you had no right to challenge Krysta the way you did.”
Lightning actually agreed with her, “And Krysta, you should’ve known better.” he scolded “Starfleet fighters NEVER get into fights over petty disputes.”
Krysta knew this, and she was partly ashamed, “Well, I just had to teach him not to be so cocky.” said Krysta “And not to believe what isn’t true.
After all isn’t that what you did with Twilight?”
Lightning couldn’t deny that, “Listen to me, both of you.” and he explained his reasons for fighting Twilight.
It wasn’t over a petty dispute. He even warned Twilight that he didn’t want to fight with her out of concern because they were not even matched and she stood no chance against him.
“I never truly wished to have that battle, and that’s why I never threw a single punch.”
He even recalled his Uniforce attack. The blast had not struck Twilight directly; it merely caused the big explosion which threw her off her feet. Had he in fact struck her directly, she would have been ash!
After the battle, while Spike and Krysta brawled, Lightning gave Twilight a drop of strengthening potion to restore Twilight’s strength, which was why she was fully recovered.
“I only accepted the battle to help teach Twilight a lesson and I went easy on her, and now she knows and understands there’s more to Starfleet than she thinks.”
Much as Twilight hated to admit it, but she agreed, “I heard tale tales that Starfleet were bullying dictators, who despised friends, conquer worlds and act with nihilism.
I wanted to show that our ways of Friendship and Magic can work just as well, but now I see there’s much I have to learn.
I guess I’m… I don’t know… Impressed?”
Spike was surprised to hear that out of Twilight.
“I and I hope you learned from this too, Spike.” Twilight said to him “Just because something is small, doesn’t mean it can’t do a lot.”
Krysta agreed, “In other words-- things are not always as they seem; in size, in skill, or even in ability.
Just because you have something someone else doesn’t, doesn’t make you the greatest thing, nor doesn’t mean great things will happen to you either.”
Spike felt that was a bit bizarre and hardly connected to the situation, but he couldn’t deny the words were most profound… almost just like things Twilight would say.
“Maybe we’re not as devoid of friendship and understanding as you’ve heard.” said Lightning.
Spike fell silent, and felt a lot of thinking to do for the way he behaved.
“Let’s go, Krysta.” said Lightning “You haven’t heard the last of this, I can assure you.”
Krysta fluttered onto his shoulder, and then Lightning took off into the skies, and Krysta opened a space warp to send them back to Unicornicopia, leaving Twilight and Spike with much to consider and think about… especially for listening to falsehoods and letting their cockiness get the best of them.