Titan Mauler

Fox and Amenadiel walked out of the Sheriff's Department and down the street. The day had only started and they didn't have any direction on where to start. Fox had pulled out a small plastic device he called a 'phone’ and talked to Director Luna over it. After about an hour of conversation, waiting, and arguing later and they were cleared to stay at a safe house somewhere in the town. The Director had also pointed them to a pony called 'Twilight Sparkle’ that would help them in their investigation. Apparently she was the personal student of the Director's sister, Princess Celestia.

The two were currently on their way to her home, which doubled as a library. When they got there the two walked in, Amenadiel having to duck to get through the door. The walls were covered with shelves of books while tables were scattered around the room. A small purple dragon was at one of the tables reading a book, occasionally flipping back and forth through it.

Amenadiel walked up to the table and knocked on it, startling the small hatchling to look up at the scaled warrior in front of him. “Young one,” Amenadiel spoke. “We are looking for Twilight Sparkle.” He felt strange saying that name, as if he heard it before today.

The small purple dragon didn't respond, he simply stared up at Amenadiel as if he was a Demi-God sent by Bahamut. Amenadiel looked to Fox, who shrugged, before snapping his fingers in the hatchling's face. He shook his head before looking back up at Amenadiel. “You're looking for Twilight?” The scaled warrior nodded and the hatchling swallowed hard. “She's at the park, with one of her friends.” Amenadiel turned to leave, but the small purple dragon called out. “Wait! Who are you?”

Turning back to the hatchling, the scaled warrior crossed his arms over his chest. “I am Amenadiel. Who are you, hatchling?”

The hatchling stood on his chair and held out his claw. “I'm Spike the Dragon.”

Amenadiel's brow slowly rose in question. “Do you forget who you are that you need 'the Dragon’ in your name?”

“N-No…” Spike stuttered, looking down and twiddling his thumbs. “I-It's what mom calls me.”

Amenadiel scoffed and shook his head. “Your mother must forget who she is as well.” Fox punched Amenadiel in the back of the leg softly and gave him a stern look. Amenadiel sighed and turned back to Spike. “Listen, hatchling, I have recently moved to this town with my brother-” he gestured to Fox “if you can show us around town, I will teach you what it means to be one of our kind.”

Spike perked up as Fox punched Amenadiel in the back of the leg again, harder. “Really?! It's not that big of a town, but I can show you what I know.” He then seemed to deflate a little. “Oh, but I have chores to do today.”

“It is early.” Amenadiel shrugged and gestured around the room. “It is only before mid-day, plenty of time.”

Spike thought about it for a second before nodding. “I can use the excuse of stopping by the scroll store.”

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Walking through the town, Spike introduced Fox and Amenadiel to local hotspots. Everything was a lot more organized than the town's back home or Tombstone. Spike had shown them the six different restaurants in town, then Town Square, the Ponyville Market, and finally the park. When they reached the park, they approached the only two ponies there.

Amenadiel and Twilight quickly recognized each other and shouted “You!” simultaneously. Twlight shot a beam at Amenadiel which he quickly countered by throwing up a deflector shield.

“Twilight wait!” Spike shouted before she could fire another beam. Amenadiel stood ready to block any other attack that may have come as Spike spoke. “It's alright, he's a friend.”

Twilight stared Amenadiel down as he reached into his coat and pulled out his badge, flipping it open. “I'm with the EBJ now. My partner has a few questions.”

The purple pony cleared her throat and stood up straight as Fox approached. “Detective Fox, you've met my partner before. Miss Twilight, I'd like to talk about a few things.”

“Very well.” Twilight nodded, slowly lying back down. “What would you like to know?”

As Fox and Twilight conversed, Amenadiel and Spike turned to make their way back into town. “Went better than I expected.” The scaled warrior grumbled as he tucked his badge into his coat and pulled out his spell book. “That's one spell used.”

“We can use magic?!” Spike practically shouted as he walked alongside Amenadiel.

“Only some of us. Though I am not from this world, I can feel the magical energy pulsing through you.” He reached up and tapped his temple. “I can see your well of power. It is small, but with time I can help you increase it.”

“Can you shoot lightning from your fingertips?” The young drake questioned.

“Of course.” Amenadiel smirked, flipping through the book. “I will teach you one day.”

Spike scratched the back of his neck. “Like, mentor me in magic?”

“Yes.” The Dragon snapped the book shut and waved his hand over it before tucking it back into his coat. “If you are to learn what it means to be one of our kind, I must teach you many things and it will take a long time.”

“I dunno.” The young drake mumbled. “Between chores, helping Twilight, and my studies, I don't have much time on my hands.” He looked up to Amenadiel as they entered a gazebo and sat on the benches. “Can you at least tell me what it means to you?”

“To me?” Amenadiel scoffed, placing a hand on his chest. “To me it means…” He paused, bringing his hand up to scratch his chin. “It means… honor, glory, joy, and victory in the face of the Enemy.” Taking a deep breath, he sighed heavily and let his hand fall to his lap. “But it also means sorrow, pain, fear, and the unavoidable end of it all. Through battle we grow stronger, but through heartbreak we grow wiser.” Amenadiel stood up and turned to look at the Everfree in the distance. “You will die eventually, like myself and those around you. When you do you must look back in life and know that what you did was right. It may not have been right to the society around you or the people who follow you, but it was right to protect yourself and those you love.”

Amenadiel turned towards Spike and crossed his arms over his chest. “It means to be the shadow in the light, but never forgetting the light inside of you.”

Spike sat silently for a moment, nodding his head slowly. “Whoa.” He was able to mutter before a water balloon met the back of his head and exploded.

They both looked to where it came from to see a blue pony with rainbow hair walking alongside a gryphon towards them. “Hey Spike!” The pony shouted.

“Hey Rainbow Dash, what was that for?” Spike asked as he stood on the bench.

“Message from Pinkie.” 'Rainbow Dash’ stated as she leaned against the railing. “Beware! You're in for a scare!”

Amenadiel leaned against one of the support beams as Spike groaned. “Oh boy. Pinkie is out to get me.” He shook his head and nodded to the gryphon. “Who's your friend?”

“This is Gilda!” The pony responded cheerily. “She's my friend from Flight School.”

“Sup.” The gryphon greeted half-interested.

“Who's your friend, Spike?” Rainbow Dash asked as her and the gryphon laid their eyes upon Amenadiel.

The dragon pushed the sides of his coat behind him and stuck his hands in his pockets. “I am Amenadiel, we have met before. In the Castle in the forest.”

Nodding slowly, the pony clicked her tongue. “I knew you looked familiar. How'd you escape the rock?”

Amenadiel shrugged and pulled out his badge. “Guess I got a Royal Pardon and a job.”

Gilda nudged Rainbow Dash and she nodded. “I'm watching you.” Looking to Spike, she smiled softly. “Gilda and I are going for a fly, stay safe Spike.”

“Will do!” Spike waved as they took flight and flew away. Turning back to Amenadiel, he sat back down on the bench. “Teach me about Magic.”