Spike's eternal Nightmare

Spike fell onto his bed with a sigh, ever since he was able to break through to Rarity when she was taken over by the Nightmare spirit, he’s been feeling sick and out of place. It got worse right after he visited the alternate universe with Nightmare Moon. He has done things that are just amazing for an average life, but the feeling was still there, and it wasn’t alone. He kept hearing a voice in his head once he was alone, but it would go silent when someone would be close. As if on cue, he heard the voice say, “Everyone uses you, they don’t care about you or what you want. Once you outlive your purpose, you will be sent away.”

Spike said as he got up, “Yeah, yeah, you keep telling me that. I need to go to the doctor to get my brain checked out.” He lifted a poster’s corner and scratch a line into the wall. He knew that he should go to Twilight and talk to her about it, but she wouldn’t understand him or think that he’s fine. Spike wanted to contact Ember and ask about it, but she wouldn’t know and she’s too busy with dragons. The voices went silent as he sat down. He stood up and walked to the door as he smoothed out the poster. Expecting to hear the clopping of hooves. He shook his head and went to lay down when a tremor hit the castle. Spike fell onto his wings and felt a sharp crack from one of them. He let out a scream as the world blurred from the pain. As he fell into unconsciousness, he saw Twilight and Starlight burst into his room and stare off to the side of him.

He woke up sore and very weak. He looked over to see pain meds and a glass of water. He tried to move when he felt magic hold him in place, then he heard a voice say, “You’re finally awake. You’ve been out for a week.” He looked over to see Twilight organizing stuff.

It could’ve been his imagination, but she looked irritated that he got hurt and would be bedside for a couple of weeks more. Then the voice spoke up the first time in the presence of another creature, “Do you see what I’ve been telling you. She doesn’t care about your health. All she cares about is productivity.”

He couldn’t believe what he was being told and how the pony the raised him was acting. He shifted his head and muttered an apology to himself as he went back to sleep.

The next time he woke up, he could tell that he grew so that he was close to fitting his bed, the baby fat disappeared, and that he was back in his room. He sat up and look at his left wing to see that it was entirely covered in bandages and bound to his side. He pounded his leg and laid back down. If it weren’t for the tremor, He wouldn’t have got hurt, would still be believing her lie, and he would still be able to fly. He heard the door to see Starlight poking her head in and said, “Hey Spike, how are ya feeling?”

He placed a fake weak smile and said, “Okay, except for the fact of being bedridden for a few weeks.”

Starlight nodded and said, “Twilight and I are working on a spell that should hasten your recovery to a few days.” Spike nodded but didn’t say anything. If they’re working on a spell to speed up healing, it was to heal him to use him more as their slave.

True to Starlight’s words, she came in and told Spike that the spell was ready to be used by tomorrow, and will be ready to move about by tomorrow night. He nodded and laid back down, staring up at the ceiling. He had to delay it to not be a slave. He heard the door close and the voice said, “Fuck her up. If she’s unable to help with the spell. It would be postponed.”

Spike nodded and muttered to himself, “That could work.”

He waited for a few hours, then crept out the door to Starlight’s room. He opened the door to see that she was curled up with a book. His twin barbed dicks sprang free from their sheath as he crept closer. He lowered his claw firmly onto her chest to hold her body in place. He was surprised that she didn’t wake up from being moved. Then he lined up with her two holes and thrusted into them. Her eye shot open with a gasp, then she yelled as she started to wiggle, “Spike, what the hell are you doing. Get out of me and go away before I call Twilight in here.” Spike didn’t say anything, just dug his claw into her throat letting a little bit of blood drip from her neck. As he continued thrusting into her pussy and ass, he noticed the horn glowing with magic, he wrapped his other claw around her horn and slammed her head into the book. She said with tears streaming down her face, “Why are you doing this?”

Spike leaned in and said in a throaty growl that was too low for him, “You all treat me like a slave or a child, as long as I’m injured, there is no going back as a slave. Now, shut up you slut.” Starlight was about to say something, but Spike dug his nail further into her throat. A gurgling sound came from her wound as blood flowed into her lungs. He slowly removed his claws from her chest. She reached for her throat to stop the flow. He swung at her face with enough force to break her neck. Her body twitched as her heartbeat slowed down till it was still. He slowly grabbed her limbs and snapped them, listening to the bones break and lay at wrong angles. After the bones were broken, he gripped her neck and snapped the spine. As he came, he looked down at the mangled body of the mare, he once called his friend. He picked up her mangled body and headed back into his room.

He woke up with Twilight bursting into his room, “Spike, have you seen Starlight, she wasn’t in her room.”

Spike weakly sat up and said with a shook of his head, “No, I haven’t seen her since yesterday, when she told me about the spell.” She nodded and left. He smiled as his eyes flashed a purple real quick before going back to normal. He had plans for her later.