Chapter 4

Mother and Son

Spike sat near a pile of gems that reach to the ceiling of a cave hidden from the world.

Next to the purple drake was the fallen goddess herself. Tiamat, who sat in front of him with a motherly smile. A cup of tea in front of him while Tiamat sipped hers.

The purple and green dragon didn’t know what to make of this. He knew Tiamat is one of the evil gods and is hell-bent on taking over this realm and possibly others, all the atrocities she committed, all the lives she and her cult had claimed, and to be frank, he thought of her as a fictional character of a make-believe game.

But here he is, happily drinking tea and eating gems with the dragon goddess of evil.

He thought this day couldn’t get any stranger.

But unfortunately, it did.

He would never have imagined that he was related to Tiamat in any form or fashion.

Who said this was real?

She was the dragon equivalent of the devil, and from what he knows thanks to Discord, devil's lie. For all he knew the crystal could be a whole fabrication to get to Equestria. Like that Sludge incident a few years ago. “So you’re my mother, like my real mother that lay my egg and everything.” Asked the purple dragon as he looked down at his cup, trying to process this revelation. “And. . .I’m a demigod?”

Tiamat just snickers at this.“Pst please my child. No mortal doesn’t have the slightest chance to bed your mother. You’re actually a full-blooded deity.” She explained after taking a sip of her tea. “Your ‘cough' father 'cough' was a part of the department of life and creation. He was in charge to bring life to dead and inhabitable planets. Terraforming if you would.”

“Ok...ok... this. . .is all surreal. I always wondered about my parents, what happened to them, and why they abandon my egg.” All those questions he wanted to ask. The dragoness place her claw to his shoulder. “Now fictional characters from an O&O game who is the final super boss in one of our campaigns, claims to be my mother, who is also the goddess of evil dragons, and then my father who is a god of nature and life. And now I’m a god.”

“Pretty much it. . .Also, what’s O&O?” Tiamat asked in confusion.

“Oh it really called Ogres and Oubliettes. It a role-playing game whe-” Spike felt a claw place on his lips.

“Ok little one. We get it.” Vutha said in a playful voice. “ Hey Achuak we finally find a game you’ll like in this world.” Vutha said teasing manner.

“Oh shut up Vutha.” The nerdy voice said only for Spike to look at her in confusion.

“Oh if you’re wondering. . . you may be aware that our true form consists of five heads, each head having a name and mind of it own, and well.”

“Let's just say it’s very confusing. Long story short from a mortal perspective, momma has a personality disorder.”

“Um ok.” Spike said rubbing the back of his head.

“Now to answer your question about your egg. Before we were banished, we hid your egg in one of our secret caves along with our enormous pile of treasure ensuring your uncle wouldn’t smash it. Unfornaly two alicorns who somehow managed to find my cave. Avoided the many traps we spent hours on, defeated my elite guards, who were tasked to protect your egg at any cost, reached the chamber you were in, stole our egg along with our treasure.” Charir calm yet motherly tone turned into pure anger. She then calm down a bit. Mostly because she didn’t want to melt her gold.

“Sorry little one, just thinking about it makes us mad.”

Spike couldn’t feel it, but the cave the two were in begin to heat up. The once puddles of water quickly evaporated, leaving in its place steam. Looking around, the dragoness closed her eyes, taking deep breaths, and calmed down...Not before punching the wall beside her, leaving a fist-size hole in the wall. Spike had a bead of sweat slowly moving down the side of his head and took a mental note to not piss off his mother.

Spike then thought of something. ‘If I’m a god, then what kind of powers do I have? Did I inherit the same powers as mother or father? Or have different powers all together.’

But before Spike could think of anything else, Tiamat summoned a dragon by snapping her fingers twice. A yellow male dragon ran in at the request. He wore golden armor, signaling that He was one of the Golden Scale Guardians. Once the dragon was by his mistress side he asked in draconic what she required of his.

The fallen goddess smiled. “I need you to get a picture of me and my husband, it’s in the third chamber. I want Spike to know what his father looks like.” The dragon bowed to her mistress and left for her room to retrieve the painting of her husband. “As for your powers my son, I don’t know. Each god, or fallen goddess in my case, have different powers and abilities.” Tiamat explained. “For starters, you may be blessed with cosmic powers like me. . .and your uncle Bahamut.” The dragoness flinched when she said her brother’s name, “Or you could have the power of nature on a cosmic level. It’s hard to say.”

“So I’m a god?” Spike asked as he looked down at his claws. “A legit deity?”

“That’s right.” Tiamat replied in a happy tone.

“And I can do whatever I want?” Spike asked.

“Well yes you can, however, there are rules we have to follow.” With a snap of her claw, a piece of parchment appeared from a flash of light, along with a black pen. The two items floated down to the young dragon, “Just sign on the dotted line. And your powers will truly awaken. And don’t worry about the details.”

“Wait." Spike said as he looked at the paper. “And how do I know you’re not tricking me? I mean, sure I’m your son, but I’m not stupid. The last dragon that pulled this used me only to live a life of luxury. Not to mention you threaten to kill me and my friend.”

“Oh, that fat slob I cursed, huh? Don’t worry my deevdru, we’ll take care of him.” Ulhar rolled her eyes. Of course he would use her son for that. She will make him pay. “And you made not realize this Spike but I was feeling a bit. . .cranky after waking up. Dragons get very cranky when they don’t get there sleep. You of all dragons should know this, despite lacking knowledge of your own kind.”

Before Spike could say anything, the male dragon entered the chamber Tiamat and Spike were in. The armor dragon made sure to handle the painting with great care. Less he incurs Tiamat’s vengeful wrath. The photo was with her and Abzu, both arms around each other. Smiling with their eyes looking at the camera.

Abzu looked much like an older version of Spike. His scales were a lighter shade of purple and his spikes a lime green color. He wasn’t a built like the rest of the gods. He thought most gods were more muscular. He wasn’t lean nor fat. The dragon was built like any normal dragon.

“So this is my father? He looks.”

“So much like you. Yes. He was my everything.” Tiamat coo in excitement.

“What happened to him?” Asked the purple and green dragon.

“He. . .was killed.” The dragoness looked down in shame and disappointment. Spike only look at the photo then place a claw on it. “I-I don’t know how or by whom.”

As he looked at the picture, Spike couldn’t help but wonder, what would have happened if he wasn’t taken from his mother’s hoard? Spike remembered everything that happened to him during his time in Ponyville.

From being slammed against buildings by ponies. To being trampled on, forgotten most of the time when everyone else went on adventures while he stayed at the castle to clean up. He was a slave to ponies. “Would things be different if my egg was never stolen?” He remembered his sister, Twilight who was with him since he was a hatchling. She taught him everything while she was attending Celestia's school for gifted unicorns. He had to learn most things on his own. Playing music, giving her back rubs, cooking her lunch and dinner, and making sure she eats.

His older brother, Shining Armor, would play with him and Twilight when she isn’t studying. He even plays knights with the little hatching, Spike being the knight while Shining played the black knight. He even taught him actual swordplay techniques when he joined the royal guard.

Cadence, who dragon babysat him when Celestia, Twilight, or her parents were busy or out on a date. Like Shining, she would play games, make him food, singing, etc. She really did care for the little dragon-like her own kin.

Even though Blueblood was a jerk (due to his job), he was really kind and loving. He would give the small dragon advice on the nobles and nobility, apologize whenever he has to act like a pompous dick, buy him his favorite comic books, and even chatting about his favorite comics. Blueblood was like a second brother to him.

Mr & Mrs. Sparkle, who were his guardians, were his second parents. As a hatchling, he would stay with the Sparkles. In fact, Celestia entrusted the little dragon to them in fear of ponies may questioning, or even attacking the little dragon just to get to her.

Flurry Heart is his cute and adorable little cousin. He still remembers foal sitting her when Twilight left with Cadence, and Shining Armor to meet with Princess Celestia. This was when Flurry was five. They played with her toys, and games where Flurry Heart ride Spike as a month flying around the castle with Flurry giggling. The most embarrassing thing was when Sweetie Belle walked in, to check if Spike was busy. Instead, she found him wearing a dress and makeup, playing tea with the five-year-old foal. Sweetie Belle happen was carrying a camera and quickly snap a shot at Spike, must to his dismay.

The CMC, Rumble, Smolder, Gallus, Pipsqueak, Gabby, and Sandbar never let it down.

Princess Celestia & Princess Luna were his adopted mother and aunt. Rulers of Equestria, his home, and controllers of the sun and moon. Spike has...little memory of the solar princess, most of the time the princesses were too busy due to their schedule or when an emergency meeting was called. But when day court was getting long, or when the nobles become too much, Celestia would (most of the time) cancel day court and would spend the day with Spike, when Twilight was in school.

Luna was about the same when she returns. The lunar princess was shocked when she learned about Spike being Celestia’s adopted son for reasons. Over time Spike and Luna became closer, both of them bonding over games, stories, and more O&O which Spike introduces her to his roleplaying game.

Rainbow Dash who was the fastest pegasus he knew. She was also extremely loyal never giving up on her friends. For the longest, she dreamed of being in the Wonderbolts and she turned that dream into reality after the whole incident with former Wonderbolt Wind Rider protecting his record. For every good thing he could think about her, there was the bad. Rainbow did like to boast about her success and how good she was about almost anything. Flying, comptistions, games, and even relaxing. The cyan pegasus was also brash going headfirst putting herself and others into dangerous situations.

Rainbow, however, was best known for her alcoholism. When no one is around, and when she was alone, unless she was with her friends, The cyan Wonderbolt would drink bottles and bottles of hard cider. There were times she blackout and awaken into in odd, and weird places. One time it was on the basement floor of Sugar Cube Corner, Another time, at the edge of Gasly Gorge, then on top of a cloud hovering Hay Seed Swamp.

Applejack was the most honest pony anyone could ever meet. She’ll tell anyone the honest truth rather they like it or not. Also, it was hard, if not impossible for her to lie, and when she does, it wasn’t very subtle. She along with the rest of the girls were playing poker. Well Strip poker since Spike was at the Crystal Empire with Cutie Mark(ed) Crusaders for reasons.

Twilight only had on her pajama bottoms, no top. Pinkie was in her bra and panties, as well as Rarity. Rainbow Dash was topless, and Fluttershy surprisingly was fully clothed. The only one who was naked was Applejack. The country mare had good hands, it was just Applejack couldn’t hide it.

This also extended to her work. Out of all the ponies in Ponyville, or in Equis as far as Spike’s know, Applejack was a hard-working mare.

Fluttershy was the kindness one of them all, and the shyness too, save for Pinkie’s twin Marble Pie. She’s love animals, and loves those who harm them. The butter coated mare would even show kindness to enemies even though they don’t deserve it. But that was her biggest problem. She was too kind. Meaning that any enemy would be able to take advantage of her. This included Discord when he was free for the second time. Despite her being taken advantage of, she stood firm, and when things got worse, she refused to partake in his pranks until he fixes what he messed up. Spike, and others who knew her to never do, in fact, it was an unspoken rule.

Never make Fluttershy mad.

Pinkie Pie the hyper pink party pony that was so hyper she could bypass the very rules of reality. Pinkie Pie loved sweats so much she would eat them even in her dreams. Before she came to Ponyville, she was partying like no tomorrow, all to make a single pony smile.

One time Pinkie host a hot tub party. There was hot tubes, hot tube theme cakes, which accompany with other sweets, and drinks. (All hot tub theme of course). What was surprising was all the ponies that attended were naked. Which lead to some orgies. Thankfully no foals were around since this took place at night. The party turned into a full-blown orgy. But Spike along with the Applebloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Babs Seed who was visiting, and Rumble, Twilight, Rarity, and Applejack managed to leave before anything could happen to them. After those six were still minors at the time.

The three bearers approached Pinkie and told her that if she hosts a hot tub party or any party that involves water, to either allow those 18 years or older to attend or make the teens and adults wear bathing suits.

Pinkie loved to see not only ponies but other creatures smiling. However, she does have a side only her family (Not including the apples) knows about. And what no pony knows is that Pinkie Pie is on medication to keep that side of her in check. Her other side is completely psychotic. If she ever didn’t take the medicine every three days, then her psychotic side which she called Pinkamena would come out.

Pinkamena wanted to ‘play’ by means of torturing, murdering and on super rare occasions rape, and that only where Pinkamena was in heat. Spike only knew of this when he caught her swallowing some pills and when pressed, she told him the truth. The purple dragon Pinkie Promised to never tell any creature about this.

Rarity loved to be generous. She would always be kind and loving to others. Always offering help to others. Rarity would even give away a beautiful dress to people who needed them. But there was a catch to whatever she did. If she was kind and loving to someone. It was so she would be able to get even more people to buy dresses from her shop. That way she could get more income.

Rarity is a business mare.

She was doing this for the good of the business.

Rarity wasn’t nice so she could help people most of the time. She was nice so she could only help her business. Whenever she helped someone. It was so others would be able to see her in a good light. The ponies (including the nobles) would always think that she would always be on people’s good side.

The ivory mare donated a beautiful dress for a good cause. Then it was simply just to promote her dresses to everyone. That way ponies would always try and scrape together all of their savings so she could make as much money as possible from people who didn’t have that much.

Finally Twilight Sparkle whom Spike considered his sister. She was nice and kind. The two were inseparable, she did hatch him after all. As a filly Twilight would always let him help her out in her studies, as well as her experiments.

However, the lavender mare wasn’t what she appeared to be.

Whenever she watched Spike she would take notes on what he does. If he was playing with toys. She would take notes of his behavior. If he was happy, mad, sad or show any emotion. She wouldn’t leave out a single detail about him. If Twilight were being nice to the purple drake, it was simply to see how he would react to it. He would tell her everything about what happened that day, what plans he had for something or someone. The lavender filly was nice just so she could get something from Spike.

Information.

Information on how dragons act.

After all, there was so little to go on about the dragon race.

The way he was treated during her experiments were terrible! Twilight would always use him as a guinea pig. Trying to see if Spike’s body could withstand explosive spells. Minor of cause. Or by tossing him into a pot of scalding hot water, which only relax Spike. She used him for every kind of experiment that she could think of with mixed results.

One time she used a spell on him that caused him to go into a mad rage! She had to keep him inside the basement of the castle for three days just so he would go back to normal. All the while taking notes on and a mental note to never make a dragon mad, baby or adult.

The worst part was after the spell wore off she didn’t even bat an eye at how tired Spike was. All she said was ‘Apparently the test was a failure. That will be all Spike.’

Spike did tell the Celestia about what was going on. But she simply said. ‘The tests that Twilight performs on you is for the benefit of all creatures.’ But for some reason, it felt like the statement was only meant for ponies. Spike wanted to tell someone else. But he doubted anyone would believe him.

He was a dragon after all.

He was a monster.

To the ponies, Celestia wasn’t doing anything wrong.

But despite all of that. He could feel that something was wrong. That for some reason they didn’t actually care about him.

Tiamat looked at her son. “I can tell that despite what they tell you. You feel that something is wrong. You would be correct about that feeling my deevdru.”

“What do you mean by that?” Spike looked deep in his mother’s eyes to see if she was telling the truth. He could see that wasn’t lying.

“The ponies you know are using you deevdru . In your heart, you and your true friends are being used.” Tiamat looking at the paper she was holding.

“W-W-What if you’re wrong?” The dragon asked, only for a claw to be placed on his shoulder.

“Then you can tear that contract to sherds. But give it time my deevdru. I would even allow you to return the ponies with that unicorn intact to find out the truth yourself.” Tiamat moved her claw away from the purple and green dragon.

Before Spike could say anything, he clenches his stomach. Pain begins to shoot up as he rolled face-first on the ground, riding in pain. He reached for one of the many gems that filled the cave, and pop it into his mouth. The pain subsided for now, but he kept eating more and more gems.

“Look at what those ponies did. Starving our baby by holding back his dragonic nature.” Watching the display. If he wasn’t her son, then Tiamat would rip the gems out from the dragon’s stomach. But seeing that he was in pain worries her.

The same dragon that brought Tiamat the picture walked over towards her. “My lady. I think that you should know. The ponies that raised Lord Spike. . .They never let him eat meat of any kind.”

“Wait you’re telling me he hasn’t eaten meat? Throughout his life?” Vutha asked, only for the dragon to nod his head, confirming her theory.

“Those Damn ponies!” The goddess spat.

Laruma smiled and happily and danced around. “I knew it. He is her lost son.” The grey dragoness snickered.

“I can’t believe it. “Garble said in a disappointed tone.

“You should be happy that the son of Tiamat bested you. . .how many times now?” The goth dragoness asked, placing her claws on her hips. “Three times?”

“I almost died because of that pipe size failure of a dragon!” The red dragon roared. “Now that he’s Tiamat's son, no doubt he’ll be working alongside her-.”.

“Teaching her son how to be a proper Chromatic Dragon? I wouldn’t be surprised.” Laruma interrupted. “Besides We should be happy Lady Tiamat fond her son. Oh the stuff me and the other girls will do to him.”

“Yea yea yea.” Garble snorted, then looked at the bonded unicorn. “We still get to play with this one, right.”

“Yes, But Lady Tiamat orders was no harm come to this pony, yet.” She grins while the ivory mare shiver.

“Sorry for butting in Laruma, but that’s not going to happen yet. As interesting as you fucking my son sounds.” Aussir's voice echoed their heads. “However, if you want to fuck him, then you have to teach him how to get food since he’s going through his hunger pains because of that mule in the cell.”

Laruma went stiff for a few seconds when she heard Lady Tiamat’s voice in her head. But relaxed when she said what the condition was for have sex with her son. Laruma smiled before saying, “But of course my Lady. If that is what you wish, then it shall be done in a matter of three days” Laruma then rubbed her legs together thinking about it.

“Oh really, ok then, you have till the sunset of the third day to teach him. If he can gather food for both himself and me, you can have your way with him, and vice versa. However, if you fail this task, you be the one on the breeding rack instead of the pony.” Laruma gulped in fear at her lady said, but she knew that she could get Spike to become a true hunter in three days time. She wasn’t someone who backed down from a challenge, especially when it comes to being with a cutie like Spike. She is one of the best hunters in the cult.

Laruma smiled before saying, ”I will not let you down lady Tiamat!”

“You better not.”

Author's Note

This chapter seems short.

The next chapter will be longer. I hope. Well, I hope you enjoy.

Also, remember that characters that act Out of Character are fitting to the setting to this story.