Mlp: Rise of Tiamat

Chapter 6

Rise of the Chromatic Dragons

Vutha along with Spike, Garble, and several other dragons from the silver scaled defenders used an item to bring Spike, and the others to another dimension where time moves more quickly than on Equis. The dimension they were currently in was nothing but an endless white void. In the middle of the void was an area with a living room with a large couch, coffee table, a dining room that can fit fifty dragons, several bedrooms, several master style bathrooms, a lava pool for relaxing, and a kitchen stocked with food for an entire year that magical restocks.

Spike was currently practicing manipulating energy by forming a solid green sphere and maintain the shape, all while standing on top of what is seemly nothing. The first time it fizzles out of existence. The second time it exploded in his face, leaving nothing but ashes covering his scales. It took him a few times but he was starting to get the hang of it.

In front of him was his mother Vutha holding the same sphere only the color was purple. She was holding the said ball with one claw tossing it like it was a mere toy.

“You want me to do what?” Spike asked making sure he cleaned his ear fins.

“I want to see where you’re at my son. So I want you to try and hurt me.” Vutha said with her head tilted to the side. “Or are you afraid you might break something?” She teased.

“N-No.” The purple dragon cocks the arm holding the energy shape and push it forward hitting the black dragoness square in her chest. Upon the ball of energy resulting in the black dragoness being pushed back twenty feet from the magical explosion, making the black dragoness skeeted on the nonexistent ground, once Vutha regained her footing she smiles with the rest of the dragons dumbfounded.

She wasn’t hurt, in fact, the explosion didn’t have much of an effect on her.

Spike rubbed the back of his head. “So is that a good start? Or no?”

Vutha looked at her son then shrug. “It’s a start. But don’t let that get to your head my son. There is still a lot to learn.”

Spike clench his fist “Alright then. Let's get started.” As soon as he said this, Vutha turned around and walked back to the Living Room Area.

“Garble!” Vutha yelled getting the attention of the young adult red dragon.

Garble looked at Vutha with fear but stood at attention. “Yes, my lady.” It was quite obvious his fear was showing. His knees shiver from being in front of her presence.

“Fight my son. I want to see where he’s at in terms of battle strength.” Vutha said while she sits on the couch and watches. “Just don’t kill him.”

Garble grinned from hearing this. He then cracks his knuckles, only to make Spike gulp.“Of course my lady.” Garble may think that he has the advantage in this fight, which he has, for now. But Vutha knew better. Her son was much stronger than the red dragon. The black dragoness only wanted to see her son getting stronger.

After all, even if you are her subordinate, or not. Tiamat never forgives those who harm her son.

Garble got into a fighting stance. “You ready to be completely trashed squirt?”

Spike didn’t say anything. All he did was get into a fighting stance that made Garble tile his head to the side. Taking a note from the class of Rainbow Dash on how to attack, the purple dragon spread his wings and charge at the red drake, only for him to step to the side, grab Spike’s tail causing him to stop, then slam him on the non-existent white ground back first.

Hard.

Upon hitting the ground, Spike cough up blood. Vutha just looked on, not interfering.

It took a few seconds for Spike to get up wiping the blood that clings to his lips.

“I knew you were to-” Garble didn’t get to finish his sentence, because Spike was on him like a bat out of hell. The purple drake throws punches and kicks Garble with such fury that it looked like a rabid beast was attacking Garble. What Spike didn’t know was that Garble was a trained brawler.

A very skill brawler.

Not to mention his scales were the toughest within the cult, so the blows didn’t do much to the red dragon.

Before Spike could react, Garble punched the purple drake so hard that it lifted him two feet off the ground. The red drake then grabbed his head, and slam him on the ground once more, and begin to repeatedly punch his face. Each punch becoming harder, and harder. Leaving brush marks and a black eye. Before Garble could land another punch that could knock the drake out cold, Spike grabbed the fist, then grin.

“My turn.” Spike with enough kicked the red dragon right in his balls with enough force that the pitch of his voice went higher. This made every male dragon to cover their own respective ‘Family jewels’ while the female dragon winced feeling the pain.

Vutha just snorted in amusement.

The kick itself cause the red dragon to leap into the air for a quick second, then fell back to the ground holding his ‘Family jewels’ and roll around on the ground, tears flowing through his eyes. The red dragon whimpered, in pain “My testicles! He destroyed my testicles!” He asked in his new high pitch voice.

Most dragons could only laugh at how Garble had his testicles destroyed by Spike’s kick. The females (including Vutha) were laughing at how pathetic the tough red dragon looked right now. while the males could only pity how Garble has forever lost his manhood.

‘And he lead my stealth and assault unit of this cult.’ Vutha thought as she held her stomach.

Tiamat saw that her son was actually able to stand against Garble. Well more like destroying his balls with that kick of his. “Alright, alright. . .you.” He points to one of the dragons. A male with white scales, and a rose color spikes. “Go heal that fool.”

The white scaled dragon looked at Garble, then place his claw over the red dragon. A green aura begin to wash over the body. “Lady Tiamat. . .I can stop the pain, but what Lord Spike did. . .”

Vutha simply waved her hand. “I could care less.” Spike smiled at his work. Knowing that Garble won’t be able to have children means the world won’t have as much stupidity in it anymore. “This will be an interesting seven years. Alright...it’s mommy’s turn to have some fun.” The black dragoness stood and cracked her knuckles. She then grins, making both her followers and Spike gulped.

Rarity was walking through the Everfree forest along with a brown elderly dragon. “I can’t believe that Lady Tiamat wants some little fillies for Lord Spike. . .hell, I would prefer if he had some dragoness instead of ponies.” Shatter said groaning out loud, rubbing his head. He wore a nice dress black suit with a gem tie.

As Shatter was talking to himself, Rarity looked around to see what she could use to stop Shatter from getting to Ponyville. As they got closer to the little town her hope started to dwindle for stopping him. Once they were on the outskirts of the town, Shatter pushed the mare forward. “Go on.” He said shooing her away. “Go you’re free.” He said adjusting his tie, making the ivory mare tilt her head to the side.

“Just remember, we’ll be watching.” With a smile, the brown dragon turned and walked back into the forest. Once Shatter was gone, Rarity headed back into the town. Remembering the things she had to the vendor during her time with the dragons.

Flashback
During Spike’s three day hunting

Rarity was currently standing in her prison cell wearing nothing but a bra and panties. Her arms chained to the walls. The cell door open, The blue dragoness knew as Ulhar walked in. She wore a light blue dress which was long enough to hide her private parts, but short enough to showcase her thick thighs. Her sky blue hair, and the single horn getting up from her snot. Behind her was a well dressed brown dragon. He wore a fancy monocle glasses.

“Rarity right?” She asked with her ocean blue eyes looking at the bond mare. Rarity just looked up at the dragoness.

“What are you going to do to me, you hussy?” She asked out of anger and spite. Upon saying this she a hard slap going across her right cheek. The slap caused Rarity to be sent back to the wall. Once Rarity recovered from the hit. She looked up and saw that it was the brown dragon that gave her a backhand.

Tiamat looked at Rarity with a disappointed look. “Mind your tongue you dumb whore.” The brown dragon spoke in what Rarity could describe as a rich Scottish accent.

“You know if Shatter didn’t do that. I would have done that myself. “Ulhar begin. Slowly walking around the cell. “Not only for that simply for your insult, but because of what you and your friends did to my son.”

“. . .I don’t know what you mean, I always treated. . .Spike with respect.” Rarity spoke refusing to believe that this dark god that works for The Other One works was her flesh and blood.

“No?” The blue dragoness tilted her head to the side. “Like how you use him as a slave?”

“I-I-I don’t know what you mean.”

“Like making him carry your numerous bags, despite having the magic to levitate them all.”

“B-But.”

“How you make him dig for gems, rather them helping him.”

“Or how you often use him as a pincushion.”

“How did you-.”

“We have our ways. And from what I saw made me want to puke.” The blue dragoness said shivering what she and the others did to her son, granted he hasn’t discovered his divine powers yet.

During the week, Garble and Laruma had reported the things the dragons found out. It infuriated them, Tiamat, especially when they realized what they saw. The blue dragoness walking around doing various things, like shopping for the princess of friendship, carrying what seemed to be a basket full of sewing materials, that block his vision, with a couple of stuff in said basket.

The white unicorn was talking, but how those two described was remembering about dresses. All she did was keep on talking about her latest line of dresses. As there were only about a block away from what they said shop, Spike tripped on a rock falling to the ground, with the materials falling to the ground, with some hitting the mud.

But instead of the ivory pony being worried about the fallen dragon, she was more worried about the sewing materials that fall upon the mud.. She even had the nerve to berate Spike for dropping the materials into the mud and to pay attention to his surroundings. When Rarity saw that Spike dropped the materials. She ran over to where Spike fell and pick up the materials so she could clean them off, leaving a bewildered purple dragon behind.

After finding out about this, Tiamat had half a mind to teleport to Ponyville and rip the limbs out of every resident in that town, not simply because she was selfish, she herself is selfish to others(beside Abzu and Spike) but because the so-called Element of generosity left her so-called friend behind in the mud.

The two also reported the mare calling Spike, her Spiky Poo, or Spikey Wikey, and use any charm she knows to get what she wanted.

Sure Tiamat had used her charms to get what she wanted. But no one uses her son like a little love-struck puppy to get what she wants.

Unless it was her

After finding out about all of this, Tiamat just wants to show Rarity her place beneath the dragonic species as a whole.

Ulhar looked down at Rarity, her ocean blue eyes glowing in anger. Ulhar walked up to Rarity and grabbed the white mare’s neck and looked her right in the eyes.“Because of how you treated my son, I’ll make you pay dearly.”

Before Rarity could say anything else. Ulhar placed her left hand over Rarity’s mouth. Then she took her right hand off of Rarity’s neck and placed it on top of her head. Once Ulhar’s hand was on top of Rarity’s had it started to glow with a blue aura. As the magic from Ulhar’s hand entered Rarity’s mind her eyes began to glaze over.

Her will was strong, but not strong enough to withstand the fallen goddess power.

She spoke softly after a few minutes, Rarity stopped struggling against Ulhar’s grip then went limp. Ulhar smiled and looked Rarity right in her eyes. “You are nothing but my slave. To you my word is law. Do you understand?”

Rarity could only nod her head at Ulhar’s words.

Ulhar licked her lips. “Good now, I am going to send you back to your little town. Once you get there you will reunite with your friends and family. You will tell them that you have no recollection of where you or where Spike was. In fact, you will have no memory of where this place is when you leave this place.” Her soft words whisked into the ivory mare’s ears. “You will only recognize me and Spike as your master. Do you understand?”

The ivory mare nodded her head to say yes to her master.

Ulhar let go of Rarity and dropped her onto the ground. “Now Shatter get her clean, fed and dressed in some decent clothes. But not too decent, we do want her escaping to look as convincing as possible. Understood?”

Shatter nodded his head. “Of course my lady.”

Ulhar left the cell so that Shatter could deal with Rarity and her clothing. “Oh, one more thing. Restore her horn.”

Flashback over

Rarity did her best to focus on the mission at hand. She needs to lore Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom to the castle of the two sisters, and let the dragons will take care of it. Rarity then started to make her way to town. It wasn’t long when she was spotted, one of the agents of E.S.S Ponyville division, and second in Command Derpy Hooves.

When the grey walled eyes mare wearing her mailpony outfit spotted the element bearer she rushed up to her grabbed her shoulders and immediately flew to Princess Twilight’s castle with the ivory mare in tow in speeds that would make Rainbow Dash blush with envy.

Twilight’s castle; Map Room

Rarity was currently dressed in a white shirt, blue jeans and a pair of black sandals. She was currently drinking tea to calm herself down as she was surrounded by her friends, along with Derpy, Bon Bon, and Octavia in the map room of twilight’s castle.

Twilight who was sitting in her chair was the first one to break the silence. “Now Rarity, I need you to tell me everything that you can about what happened. Where did they take you, and where is Spike?”

Rarity lowered her ears, she knew that she couldn’t tell Twilight about where she was taken since she had no memory of where it was. All eyes were on the well-dressed mare, waiting for an answer.

“I’m afraid that I don’t know where they took me, or Spike, Twilight. All I know is that it was awful. I was tormented and mocked. Some of the cult members there said that they wanted to use me like I was their plaything. But She ordered them not too. Not yet at least.”

“Who’s she?” Asked Applejack leaning closer on her chair.

“T-T-Tiamat.” The white unicorn stuttered, remembering her experiences in that dark and damp d The rest of the main six only had looks of sadness and anger in their eyes, from hearing Rarity’s story.

Rarity looked down and told them what she thought was the worst part. “And Spike. . .he’s Tiamat’s son.” The entire room went deathly silent after the announcement Rarity spat out.

No one moved or said anything. All they did was simply process the information that was just given to them.

“Ok, I must have been deaf for a minute.” Rainbow said cleaning out her ears. “Spike, Twilight’s assistant, Lover of comic and nerdy shit, is the son of a fallen goddess bitch who I like to add, not even Discord could find.”

All Rarity could do was nod her head to say yes to what Rainbow dash just said. While everyone was shocked by this news. Twilight was just sitting on her chair, thinking about all of this.
As the princess of friendship thought about this everyone around the table began to panic from this news, all but her and the E.S.S agents.

Twilight was having enough of the screaming ponies raised her hand into the air, and slammed it into the table. The noise from the table was enough to get everyone to look at the studios' mare. “That is enough. We are the protectors of Equestria. We have faced many dangers before this one! Just because Tiamat is Spike’s mother doesn't mean that we have to be afraid.”

Fluttershy was the first to say what everyone was thinking. “Then what do we do Twilight? Spike is still out there with that. . .that terrible creature”

The princess of friendship stood up and looked at everyone that was in the room. “That is simple. We prepare ourselves. We make strategies for what is to come next. We make sure that we have every last contingency plan that we can possibly have! This I swear to all of you, we will not fall! This is our world, this world belongs to us! And no Fallen Goddess is going to take it away! Am I right?!”

Then everyone cheered for Twilight! Everyone believed that she and her friends would defeat Tiamat.

Lizardos the capital of the Dragon lands was having a good day so far. The street hustling and bustling. Dragons of all kinds were heading to their jobs to earn a living. Everything was going smoothly for everyone.

But that is only on the outside.

Underneath the great city lies a hidden catacomb that expands throughout the entire city. From the city entrance to the very chambers of the Dragonlord. They were created as a way to compensate for all of the injured and death that occurred when Celestia and Luna’s parents were on their conquest.

Now it was mostly abandoned to time. Left alone with no one knowing what is lurking down there.

Or to be more exact.

Who is currently lurking down there?

Charir was currently making her way through the tunnel system to the Dragonlord’s chambers. It is rather easy for her to navigate through the tunnels, thanks to her subordinate a dragon named Blade giving her the exact map route. The catacombs serve another purpose. To lead the Dragonlord out of their chambers to safety, in case the city was ever under siege by their enemies.

With how fast she is, Charir was making the trip through the catacombs with no problems. The only thing that she needed to worry about was the current Dragonlord Ember.

Charir, as well as the rest of her sisters, are still weak. Being separated from them didn’t help matters either.

She, however, was still strong enough to take on Ember, but doubt she could take on both her and her father Torch.

Thanks to her followers. This will be easy. From what she was told Ember bathes in her own private lava chambers at three o'clock.

It was already noon. So Charir has about three hours before Ember shows up. The red dragoness have to think of a good plan to take her down. That would be difficult for most creatures to do, especially dragons. Any dragon who held the bloodstone scepter enhances the strength it to that of an elder dragon. If it’s a god then that power is greatly increased tenfold.

Now, normally Charir would be nervous since she is not yet fully recovered. But she has a secret weapon.

Her stinger.

Like all of her ‘sisters’ her stinger contains a poison that she has control, and since the poison has no known cure it is very dangerous. She just has to make sure not to inject her with too much.

She needs her alive.

Now all that is left to do is find Ember and do one of two things; Challenge her, or take the bloodstone scepter

Dragonlord Castle

Charir was currently inside the Dragonlords castle. It was already two o’clock. Which means that she only has one hour left to find Ember’s lava bath chambers. The red dragoness took out the second map that she was given. This one was a map of the castle.

The red dragoness found where it was on the map. She made her way there by turning invisible. At least this was much she could do while separated.

As she moved through the castle she had to keep making a few detours eavesdropping for any useful information. It was all worth it in the end with just fifteen minutes left until Ember would come for her bath. Charir entered the room and crawled inside the lava.

After those fifteen minutes were up, Ember came walking into the Lava bathing chamber. She was currently wearing her blue bathing robe and carrying the bloodstone scepter with her. With Tiamat on the loses, Ember needs to keep the scepter with her at all times. And with 30% of her guards arrested she was more afraid now more than ever before.

Then there’s Spike.

Ember heard from Princess Twilight that Spike was taken, by some of Tiamat’s worshipers. That both made Ember sad and enraged at the same time.

Sad because her very first friend was kidnapped by Tiamat’s worshipers. While she was enraged knowing that she can’t find him no matter how hard she tries to. Ember has tried everything from torturing the prisoners, killing them in brutal ways. None of them talk. There would die than betray their goddess.

After three days of trying to find Spike, she finally burst into tears.

When the blue dragoness started to cry, she didn’t understand why she felt the way she did. Until she talked with her father about Spike. Torch told his daughter that she was sad because deep down she has feelings for the young drake.

She cared about him more than just a friend.

She loved him.

Ember places her bloodstone scepter on the wall. She disrobes exposing her d sized breasts and her flawless blue scaled body.

Ember then stepped into the Lava bath so she could unwind and relieve herself of some stress. But what the blue dragoness didn’t know was that Charir was taking the time to eavesdrop a bit and listens before she strikes. The scorpion-like tail in the air ready to strike.

”Where are you, Spike? Knowing that I have these feelings for you makes me hotter than the lava itself. Possibly the core of the planet. I just can’t take it anymore.” Ember then began to play her breasts using her left hand. Causing her to shiver from the sensation. In her mind, Spike caressing both her breast. The claws lightly pinching the nipples which harden. Imagining that caused Ember to slide her unused claw down to her thighs rubbing them to add pleasure to herself, then reach to the needy lips of her sex.

The feeling alone sends a jolt of pleasure from her body to her brain.

“Oh, Spike! You have no idea how badly I need you. Please come back as soon as you can. Your all I can think about. I need you right now.” She softly screams out. Thinking only about the purple and green drake.

Charir just watches the young dragonlord and sees that she truly does care about her son. She only giggles at this.

‘Well, I wasn’t going to kill her, hell I was only here for the scepter. A change in plans. Though I wish Ulhar was here.’ The dragoness decides to try something different. Instead of just stinging her, she’ll focus her magic into her stinger. She wasn’t as good as Ulhar when it comes to lust magic nor as proficient in poison magic like Achuak, but for this to work, she’ll have to use the right amount of poison and magic. Too much lust, then she’ll be a dragoness who will forever be in heat, wanting nothing but cock from anything. Too much poison and her heart and body won’t be able to take it.

She’ll die in pain and agony.

The red dragoness moves over to Ember without being noticed, and when the moment is right, she stabs her stinger into Ember’s left breast. Right where the heart is, that way the poison will spread throughout her body faster.

As soon as Ember feels the stinger penetrate her scales, the dragoness screamed out, and hopped out of the tub, clenching her chest where she was stung. At first, Charir feared that she used too much poison, but her fears were put to rest when the blue dragoness began to moan and play with herself, moaning out Spike’s name, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling that itch her breast, her eyes were half-lit. Her right claw her right breast with her left claw thrusting in and out of her moist folds, rubbing around her inner walls, trying to scratch that itch that akes in her loins..

Ember looks at the ceiling. ”Oh Spike! Spike! I want you inside me! Please take me right here and right now. That is all I ask of you.”

Upon seeing that her plan worked rose up from the lava. Lucky for her, the clothes she’s wearing is fire resistant like most of the dragons clothes. She then uses her magic to make herself visible.

”So you want my son to have his way with you. Is that right?”

Ember’s mind was foggy, as she looked at the dragoness in front of her. She wasn’t the one she wanted. In fact, because of the poison, all Ember could do was moan out in pleasure.

Charir smirk. “ I take it as a yes, well, if you want Spike so badly. Then you must do exactly as I say, otherwise, I’ll never release you from your lustful state.” After hearing Spike’s name Ember simply nodded her head.

Hoping that she would be able to finally have the Dragon that she dreams about to take her.

“First order of business, hand me the bloodstone scepter. ” Charir ordered which Ember obeyed handing her the scepter. Once Ember handed Charir the bloodstone scepter started to glow showing that the authority over all of the dragonic family has been passed to her.

Charir, as well as the rest of the heads, felt the power surging from their core. Charir raised it up. As began to glow brighter. It showed her divine heritage. She is the daughter of the father of all dragons. She has his blood. It's not just dragons that she controls. Any creature with dragon heritage. Kirin, Sea Serpents, Wyrms, eastern dragons, western dragons, draconequus, and even the fable noble dragons. Tiamat controls them all.

“Secondly you will forever swear your loyalty to Tiamat and my son Spike. That is if you desire to be with him. Then you will do everything we say without question. Is that understood?”

Ember simply nodded her head again. To lost in her thoughts about Spike to say anything.

“Now the third and final order. You will tell me of anyone else that also has feelings for my son.”

Ember shrugged. ”Smolder and a couple of ponies, that’s all I know.”

Charir just raises a brow. She then raised her scepter calling upon this Smolder. “Fine. . .that’ll be all.”

Once Charir sent out the call for Smolder, she put Ember on her left shoulder left the Lava bathroom and placed Ember on her bed. Allowing her to pleasure herself in a more comfortable area. As Ember kept pleasuring herself Charir used an invisibility spell on herself. That way when Smolder comes into the room. All she will see is Ember pleasuring herself. Then she can inject Smolder with the same poison that she injected Ember with.

Smolder was currently walking to Ember’s bedroom with a blush on her face. “I can’t believe that Ember called me to her bedchambers. I wonder what she wants to talk to me about?” The orange dragon asked herself. Over the years her feelings for Spike had grown. She had never thought Spike would surpass her in height. The former friendship student was about the same size as Ember. When Smolder first saw that Spike was taller than her. Her heart raced with excitement, seeing how his muscles. He wasn’t too slim nor to bulgy. They were nice were the perfect size in her mind. “Could she finally decided to have us confess our feelings to Spike, after all this time?” After she and her other five friends graduated from Twilight Friendship school, she found she had feelings for the purple and green dragon, seeing him as more than just a friend.

A potential life mate.

She and the others are now teachers in Twilight School of Friendship, showing ponies, and other creatures the importance of friendship.

A few months ago Ember and Smolder got together over tea and cake and talked about Spike for a few hours. All of his good qualities, and the bad.

Ember told Smolder how Spike helped her become the dragon lord. How he saved her from drowning at the bottom of the ocean, that the blue dragoness didn’t know it at the time. But Smolder could see it in her red eyes that she loved Spike even if she couldn’t tell herself.

Wearing a black dress made by Rarity the orange and purple dragoness didn’t know what to say. She was expecting a table, with some gems, tea, and cake, and a blue dragoness wearing either her armor or a fancy dress that only a few (Being Smolder and Spike) could see. What she didn’t expect to see was her dragonlord masturbating on her bed, crying out Spike’s name.

“W-w-what in the world is going on?!”

But before Smolder could do anything else she felt a small prick on her left shoulder. The orange dragoness looked down at her left shoulder and saw a scorpion-like tail injecting something into her.

Charir deactivated her spell and walked up to Smolder with a smile on her face. “You and that sweet little blue dragon are just so cute. Knowing that you two are in love with my son truly is a blessing to me.”

“W-W-Who are you?” Asked the surprising orange and purple dragon clenching her stung shoulder.

“Who am I you asked?” Charir giggled. “Oh Smolder you are talking to one of your future mother in law. After all, I am Charir, but you may call me Tiamat. The mother of Spike, your future husband.”

“There’s no way in hell a bitch like you is Spike’s real mother!”Charir smiled at Smolder’s defiance.

It really doesn’t matter what Smolder thinks. The truth is staring her right in the face.

Charir just grinned.“Oh but I am his mother Smolder. The only reason why no one but my followers knows the truth. Is because I had all records of me laying an egg erased from history. Also, think about it. Has my son ever told you how he came to Equestria in the first place?”

Smolder wanted to make another retort. But before she could she thought about what she said did make some sense to her. If Tiamat was to have a child, why would she let everyone know about it? If everyone found out about it, then nothing would stop anyone from trying to destroy it.

Then Smolder remembers that she did ask how Spike came here to Equestria. But he didn’t know-how at all. All he knew was that he was given to Twilight as a test. That was it nothing else at all. Meaning that Tiamat was telling the truth. Spike really is her son!

Smolder couldn’t say anything after that. All she could do was stand there and let Tiamat do whatever she wanted to do.

Tiamat walked up behind Smolder and placed her hands on Smolder’s hips.

“Now that you two have this poison coursing through your veins. He will be all you two will ever think about. Serving him with every fiber of your being. Owning your very mind, body, and soul. I’m aware that there are a few other girls that may have a crush on him I’m pretty sure you may know.” She then held the bloodstone scepter. “Your new dragon lord commands it.”

Smolder gulp. . . but then nodded. I-I-I know who there are.”

Charir smirked listening. “Well, who are they then?”

The orange dragon just looked at the red dragon deity. “As far as I remember, their names are Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. They are also sisters of the Elements of Harmony. Apple Bloom is Applejack’s sister. While Sweetie Belle is Rarity’s sister.”

“What adorable little names they have. Plus knowing who they are related to helps me out greatly. However, with Sweetie Belle being apart of my son’s harem she won’t be that difficult to corrupt. Then this Applebloom. If she is indeed the sister of one of the elements of harmony. Then getting her will also need to be a priority as well.” Charir paused for a minute to think about who would be excellent playthings for Spike and his harem. After all every Chromatic Dragons need slaves to have fun with. “Ember, you and the ponies will be his mates. While the mothers of the elements will be your playthings. Knowing this just makes me happy inside. My son will be unstoppable once he masters his powers to their fullest potential. Then as mother and son we’ll march over this whole planet and conquer it. Once we rule this planet, Dragons will be the dominant species like they should have been long ago.”

The poison took effect rather quickly, Charir picked up the now fidget orange dragoness and lay her on the bed next to Ember. Once Smolder was on the bed she started to play with herself just like Ember is.

Charir looked at the girls. “Now you two little cuties stay here. While you enjoy yourselves I’ll go and snuff out Torch, while I have the strength to do it.” The red dragoness will make sure that she was properly prepared to kill Torch.

She left Ember and Smolder in the bedroom by themselves.

Rock Farm

The Pie’s rock farm was desolate and empty save for a few rocks that little farms for what seemed miles, but was about as large as a football field. The biggest rock on the farm was known as holder's boulder. A huge boulder in the shape of an egg. Outside where a grey stone color mare. The grey mane covers her dim purple left eye, leaving the right one free. She wore a simple grey blouse and blue jeans. Sure was currently holding a small pickax, and take a stone, making it somewhat rock sculpture. Her name was Marble. The youngest out of the four Pie sisters, and Pinkie’s twin.

On the other side was a dark grey mare with a light gray mane in style of a punk rock star. She was currently walking some stone to dust. Unless her younger sister, she wore a tank top that only covers her somewhat flat-chested breast and showed her abs. Her lime green eyes forces on the task at hand. Limestone, the third daughter of the pie family was hard at work.

On the outside, they were simple hard-working farm ponies, but on the inside, they were one of the four leaders that make up the terrorist organization known as Salvation. An organization that has one goal, and one goal only.

The separation of the three pony race.

Limestone and Marble much to their dismay supply the members with bombs of all kind, as well as arms. They were responsible for some of the bombing around Canterlot, Tortingham, and there most famous bombing was liberty pony statue where a group of earth ponies, planted magical trigger bombs along the base. The pegasus stole a fog machine from Cloudsdale to hide their colleagues amidst the dense fog. A single unicorn was in the city, reading a newspaper, waiting for the signal to detonate the bombs. Once the signal was given the unicorn light up his horn, detonated the bombs, those destroying the statue.

The statue itself was a symbol of peace and unity between the three pony races giving to Celestia 50 years during the time Manehattan was being built, on Hearth Warming Eve. Now since it’s destroyed, it was clear that the ones that did this wanted one thing.

They wanted war.

It wasn’t clear on who did it but the princesses and the E.S.S knew that members of Salvation were behind this horrendous crime.

“Hey, Sis. . .Maud’s back!” The tomboyish mare spoke, gaining her sister's attention. “And it looks like she brought someone.”

In a distance, two figures walked. Both Earth ponies which the two sisters were happy. One was a mare, wearing a plain gray dress who wore an emotionless expressions

Next to her were a stallion light brown with a dark brown mane. He wore what some would say a nerdy outfit. Dress shirt with a pocket that held his pet twig, and dress pants.

Mudbriar and Maud Pie were the most dangerous couple in Equestria they care little of what happens to the ponies around them, other then there respected race. The two were proficient in mostly everything, and both were on the same level of intellect.

“My sisters.” Mard spoke in her emotionless tone. “It appears those birdbrains and hornies had been caught by the E.S.S just a couple of days ago.”

“Of cause those dumbasses had gotten themselves.” Limestone grimace at the news of their useless collages. “It won’t be long before E.S.S know who we are and come looking for us.”

“That why I suggest you move your asses right away.” Said a nerdy voice coming from what seemed out of nowhere. Everypony looks around for the source of the voice. Marble point to see two pair of dragons. One a green dragoness wearing a dress. She was sitting on top of holder bolder, much to Limestone annoyance.

The other was a midnight purple drake with dark-blue spikes. He wore a black leather jacket, with matching pants. The gem around his neck shines brightly against the sun. He was leaning his back against the large boulder. His arms folded with his midnight blue eyes staring at the ponies.

“Who are you two.” Asked the brown stallion in the same emotionless tone.

“AND WHY ARE YOU ON HOLDER BOLDER!?” Screamed an angry mare.

“Oh my name is Noctis, and this on this rock.”

“It name is Holder Bolder you fancy lizards.” Limestone yell only to feel a fist making digging into her gut which made her fall to her knees.

Before Noctis could speak he was punched in the face by a pair of fists which sending him flying back to the bolder The green dragon was sitting on. The dark archbishop stood and cheeked his jaw, lucky for him nothing wasn’t broken.

“That’s enough Noctis.” The dragoness spoke, as she stood up leap off the stone and landed on the ground. “We don’t want any unwelcome attention now do we?” The dragoness asked. The midnight purple drake just shook his head. “Now then as we were saying. My name is Achuak. . .but you may call me Tiamat.”