News of Spike's conquest of the dragons spread like wildfire, literally, seeing as he used his authority to command the dragons to spread the message. But right now, Spike was standing on the balcony of his airship as the vision of his city came into view. "There it is, home sweet home." He took a deep breath and slowly released it. "Awe, it's good to be back."

Tempest walked over to Spike. "So, that's what you did to Manehattan, you literally stole half of the city. I thought you just stole half of the city's money?"

Spike chuckled as he looked at the large building that acted as his HQ, it was the old Chrysmare building but Spike liked the design so he decided to move in. "Grubber, head for the large building with the emblem."

"Yes sir." Said Grubber as he was turning the ship to the building.

Spike leaned over the rails and looked at the streets below. It was full of creatures that have chosen to stay in the city. Spike wasn't pure evil, he gave everyone that was in the city one week to leave after he took over. Some did, but a majority of them didn't, and Spike was actually a fair ruler. Crime that wasn't committed by him was at an all time low, the criminals that work for Spike, were part timers, that had families and friends and they used the bits to jump start the economy after he took over. They had a police force, and traded with the nearby land, but most of it was regulated by him. Nothing really changed aside from who was running the city, and so far that was working.

The airship reached the building, Spike walked over to the ship's ramp with Tempest and they both departed. Standing at the end of the gangplank stood a unicorn stallion with a black mane and a lab coat. "Spike, I see you have taken to the armor well."

"New G, great job as always, and I must say I love the design." Said Spike.

New G smiled as he looked to Spike's companion. "And this must be Tempest. Greetings I'm Doctor Newton G, but just call me New G, it's lovely to meet you."

Tempest was surprised to meet someone so nice, especially in the employ of someone like Spike. "Um... Thanks, it's nice to meet you."

New G smiled. "Tempest, I can tell something is bothering you, please it's better to speak your mind, and don't lie to me, I'm also a certified psychiatrist."

Tempest sighed, she was never one to talk to others so openly. "Thanks for the offer Doc, but I'm not one to talk with a shrink."

New G shook his head. "Tempest, that wasn't a request, Spike has ordered a full psychological exam for all new members of the company, and Spike's not one to take it lightly." New G then gave Tempest a creepy smile.

"New, you're doing it again." Said Spike. New G had a habit of going mad scientist if everything wasn't in order, he turned one of his assistants into a penguin because he misplaced a single wrench, but Spike was to blame for it, so he ordered New G to turn him back.

New G shook his head. "Right, sorry, we don't want a repeat of the flightless fowl incident again." He took a deep breath through his nose. "But, I have my orders, you will report to my office in 2 hours for your evaluation."

Spike leaned over to Tempest. "Tempest, trust me, I'm in charge, but New G is the final word, do what he says and if he turns you into something, come find me."

Tempest gulped as she nodded her head. "Sure, 2 hours, I'll be there." Yeah, now he fit the bill.

New G smiled as he walked into the building, but then he stuck his head back out. "Spike, we have some clients waiting for you in the lobby."

Spike sighed, the busy life of a world class villain was never one that rested. "Fine, I'll meet them downstairs, Tempest head to the 3rd floor from the top, and get settled in." Tempest nodded as she walked into the building, leaving Spike and New G to deal with business. Spike looked at New G. "So, who's here?"

Spike and New G took the elevator down to the lobby and standing there was a large minotaur, he was 9 feet tall with his lower half being a dark gray with a lighter gray upper half, he was missing one of his horns and he had a gold ring through his nose, showing that he was a soldier. Spike walked up to the minotaur, and gave him a smile. "Greetings, I am Spike Drake, and Welcome to Macro city, what can I do for you?"

The minotaur huffed angrily as he'd rather not be here, but his king had ordered it. "My king wants to hire you."

Spike laughed. "Well duh, you wouldn't be here if he didn't, please follow me." Spike motioned for the minotaur guard to follow Spike to the elevator. He got into the box and Spike pressed the button for his office.

After a short ride, the doors opened and Spike greeted his evil secretary. "Awe, hello Coco, how are you today?" asked Spike. Yes that is the same Coco Pommel, and she wasn't evil, she just did evil things, but she was actually very nice and sweet.

Coco smiled at her boss. "Well the war in Zebrica has finally ended, the new king is grateful for the support and as of right now, the land is at peace. Over in the frozen north, the Yak rebellion that killed Prince Rutherford has been squashed and the new queen, Yona, is asking for our support in cementing her new regime, and you have a card from Thorax asking you to turn yourself in, and to see if you want to come to the hive for a party."

Spike sighed, that was nothing new for him, Thorax was still a good friend, but even if he was a reformed changeling, he was still a ruler to a kingdom that is allied with his mother. "Tell him I can't make it, but he's more than welcome to come visit when I get back. Set up communications with both Queen Yona and King Zim and get our new members settled in. Also, mount this in my office sometime soon." Spike summoned the Bloodstone to him and handed it to Coco.

Coco looked at the scepter. "So, what are you going to do with the dragons now?"

Spike shrugged. "Not much, maybe make Garble New G's new test subject, but aside from that, I never really cared. I just wanted to show them that I'm not weak. Bloodstone, is it possible to return the authority to Ember but keep you in my possession?"

"Yes, the heir apparent is similar to the rule of succession, if you so choose, I can grant minimal power to a dragon of your choosing." Said the bloodstone as it glowed red.

Spike smiled. "Good, just give Ember back some of the power."

"Very well." The bloodstone glowed and some of its magic flowed out and flew towards Ember.

Spike smiled as he watched the magic leave. "Thanks." He looked to Coco. "I'm thinking of a nice dark wood, but you're the designer so go with your heart."

Coco nodded. "Ok, well with that, I have already set up the conference hall for this meeting and welcome to DRAKE, Captain Iron Horn."

The large minotaur snorted in response. DRAKE, the name of Spike's empire. Dethrone, Rule, Attack, Kill, Evil. The five available jobs that Spike takes. Spike showed Iron Horn into his office. "Here let's talk in my office." Spike opened 2 large solid oak doors and walked into a nicely decorated office, his large desk was filled with many knick knacks that looked foreign, the seat looked much too large for him, alone, but the hot tub and couch told the minotaur that maybe it was for more than business. Spike took a seat in his chair and motioned for Iron Horn to sit as well, but he opted to stay standing. "Fine. Now please tell me why you need my services?"

"A coup." Said the minotaur.

Spike nodded simply. "Sure, no problem, I know a guy that will be just fine killing the royal family, he's really quite good. Spike grabbed a large glowing stone and placed his hand on it. "Astral Flare." Soon the gem projected a screen and a large dark green dragon was projected onto it.

The dragon looked at Spike and groaned. "Who do you want me to kill?"

Spike laughed. "Awe, come on Astral, maybe I just called to see if you wanted to take a break, you are the best at what you do, but all work and no play makes a drake go crazy."

Astral sighed. "Shut up, and give me the details."

Spike sighed, Astral Flare was one of the few dragons that didn't care if he had wings, and Spike saw him as a friend of sorts. "Minuitoria, coup, make it quick."

"NO!" Yelled Iron Horn.

Spike and Astral looked at Iron Horn. "What?" Asked the pair.

"We want you to protect the princess, by kidnapping her before the coup happens."

Spike blinked, he wasn't expecting that answer. "Astral... I'll call you later." Spike ended the call and looked at Iron Horn. "Ok, explain, in detail what the hell you want."

Iron Horn sighed. "The king is very ill, and his brother wants the throne, he has gathered many powerful allies, but since the law states that as long as the king has a child they are destined to be the next ruler. Her uncle is well aware of this rule and is just biding his time until his brother is gone, then he will take the queen and take the throne. But my king wants to make sure that his daughter is safe. We have requested Equestria's aid, but they have stated that as long as no one has been killed, their hands are tied. I personally would rather wait, but as the days pass, my king's condition drops. Words of your services have reached far and wide, so in hopes of protecting her, he wishes to offer her to you."

Spike blinked again. "So you're asking me, Spike Drake, the world's most wanted dragon, to kidnap your princess, and marry her?"

Iron Horn nodded. "That is correct."

"Dude, no offense, but I'm not going to marry a little girl, just give me half of the royal treasure and we call it a day." Said Spike.

Iron Horn snorted. "She's 19 years old."

"Still not going to marry her, too busy running my empire, and I know how it works, I used to be a prince more or less, the moment I say I do, which I don't, I'm expected to sire an heir and I'm not into the idea of father hood for a few more years."

"Perfect, because as much as I would rather be with my father in his final days, I was forced to join commander Iron Horn to my future husband." Said a very tall minotaur cow, a pair of horn nubs with a pair of golden rings on her head, dark white fur, dressed in fine robes and long black hair that fell down her back like a waterfall, but the one thing that drew Spike's eyes to her, were her assets. 'Minotaur cows are just as productive I guess.' She walked over to Iron Horn and gave him a smile. "Iron Horn, if the dragon does not wish to marry, then let us return to my father."

"Hold up. If she's here, why not just stay?" Asked Spike, he was really confused now.

"Technically we are only here to see if Macro City would be willing to trade with us, but since the ruler of said city is also a nasty villain, no offense." Said the princess.

"None taken." Said Spike.

"My father hoped that to protect me and our citizens that a political marriage would be the best, and if worse came to worse, a political kidnapping."

"Fine, but to make matters more fun, can I have your uncle killed, I already talked to my guy and...?"

The princess nodded. "Sure, he's a dirty snake, even tried to kill me a few years ago. But I didn't have proof."

Spike smiled as he used the communication gem again and called Astral. "Astral, good news, you got a job. Kill the dick that is looking to take the minotaur throne, and for added shits, kill all of his cohorts."

Astral nodded. "My regular fee per head. I'll send you the bill after the job is done." Astral ended the call and went off to kill his targets.

Spike smiled as he looked at the princess. "Ok, so he'll be done within the next week or 2 depending on how far this goes, and if they run. But, he'll get it done. Now with that business concluded, you are both my prisoners yadda yadda, please don't leave your rooms that are unguarded, and have no traps, but seriously don't go to the 39th floor, that is our science lab, and New G doesn't like intruders." Spike got up from his seat and smiled. "Now that this is settled, it's time to introduce myself. I am Spike Drake, Mayor, king, ruler of Macro City, raining Dragon Lord, killer of the Storm King, and the most wanted criminal in the world."

The princess smiled as she bowed her head. "Princess Bonneble of the Minitour Republic."

Spike nodded. "Well it's nice to meet you, but please I have some more calls to make. But please join me for dinner tonight as my guests?"

Bonneble smiled as she started leaving the room with Iron Horn following behind. Spike took a seat in his chair and just looked out the window, looking over the city that was his home. "It's good to be back."

Author's Note

Big thanks to AstralFlare42 for letting me use his OC for this chapter,