Spike's eternal Nightmare

Spike laid there, stroking his top dick as he remembered the fucking of his old friend as she slowly died. His wing healed much quicker than anyone would think that’s possible, but he kept it a secret. He can’t let Twilight find out just yet until he gets a plan ready. First, he would need to make the elements inoperable. The constant whispering quickly ceased and he slid back down in bed and covered him up just as Twilight walked in with some food. She looked around and said with a shake of her head, “I know that you’re wing is broken, but honestly, you could clean your room and open the window, it smells like something died in here.” He had to try not to laugh, she’s so close to the truth. He just nodded and turned away from her, He heard the clatter of the tray on wood and Twilight’s hoofsteps heading out the door.

Once the door closed, he waiting for the whispering to start again, then he looked at the food she brought him. It was some gems and some orange juice. He grabbed the gems and popped one into his mouth as he walked up to his closet. Inside was sheets, blankets, and a couple of suits that fit him. He pushed the suits out of the way and pushed the fake backing to the side to see Starlight’s cold corpse staring at him with sheer terror etched into her face. He took her leg bone and pulled out of her socket while keeping the meat in the skin. He was sure that it would be filled before he’s done, she would need to be compact. He wrote on a piece of her peeled skin that he needed to get a pickaxe. He mumbled to himself, “I would need to sneak out and get one later or ask someone to get it for me.”

The voice spoke, “Before you get to caught up in your ideas, I’ll help you. Think of the elements, name them off and what their elements are.”

Spike leaned against the wall and said in a hushed voice, “Applejack is the element of honesty, Fluttershy is the element of kindness, Pinkie Pie is the element of Laughter, Rainbow Dash is the element of loyalty, Rarity is the element of generosity, and Twilight Sparkle is the element of magic.”

The voices were silent, then it said, “I suggest taking Fluttershy out and as you head back, you’ll need to pick something up just in case you are caught.”

The voices told him what he needed, Spike was shocked at what was needed, but it was easy to get. He stepped out of the closet and right when he closed it, there was a conversation outside his door. He quickly ran into his bed and curled up, then Twilight poked her head in and said, “Spike, I ask Ember to come here, to help with figuring what’s wrong and to help you get better.”

Spike sat up in bed as Ember walked into his room, it was strange that she was carrying her scepter. He said as he pulled the sheets off, “Twilight, could you give us a moment alone?” When Twilight closed the door, he added, “So, what can I do for you?”

Ember said as she placed her scepter against the wall. “Twilight begged me to come over, even pelted two parchments onto my head. Let me take a look at your body.” Spike shrugged and allowed her to look over his body and listened to her ramble on about his body. He felt her slice the bandages on his wing and ran her claws over it. Once she glanced over his body, she added before sitting down on his bed, “Apart from what I can tell, your scales and spine have a different tint to them since the last time I saw you, you’re much taller, and your wing looks healed, but you still unable to fly on it. I’ll tell Twilight that you’re fine and recovering, but I can tell that you are hiding something, so I’ll spend the time until then here.”

When she left the room, Spike sighed as he laid down on his bed. Then the voice spoke, “She’s too close, you need to deal with this sooner or later.”

Spike shook his head and said, “She’s a friend, I’m not going to kill her.” He noticed that the dragon scepter was still in his room. He walked out and picked it up to take a look at it closer. The last time he held it, it was quick. He grabbed it and handed it over to Ember. The gem bathed the room in red light as the light from the cracks in the blinds hit it. The staff was crudely shaped as if dragons just gnawed on it in the spare time. He placed it back in its spot, still wondering why he gave it up in the first place. He downed the glass of orange juice and walked back into the secret compartment with Starlight’s body. As he worked on clearing an area, he gnawed on Starlight’s bone.

He climbed out of the hole and brush the crystal dust off of him to notice that is was time to get to work. He quietly opened the window and flew out towards Fluttershy’s cottage to help himself to some kindness.

As he reached for the doorknob, a subtle click and it swung open without him touching it. The voice said as he crept up the stairs, “You’re welcome.” With every step he took, his scales turned darker bluish, his spines turned purple and his eyes turned to a purple with a bluish tint to it. He opened the door to see Fluttershy curled up on her bed, it would be almost too strangle her and leave the body there, but his body was telling him something different. He ripped the blankets off and gazed at her body. As he devouring the sight of her body, something jumped at him and latched onto his face, he cursed as he stumbled around trying to get it off, and he saw that it was Fluttershy’s favorite pet, Angel, he threw it through the window. The window shattered as it’s little body flew through it, cutting it up completely. There was a sickening splat and he could hear the faintest of sobbing.

He turned his head to the sobbing to see Fluttershy backed against the wall crying her eyes out, “Why, why did you kill Angel? Who are you?”

Spike walked over and said in another voice, “Don’t you recognize me, I’m the one that you help with your fuckin element.” Her eyes widened with her fear as she bolted out the door. Spike took off after her and tackled her right as they reached the stairs. His wing cried as they rolled down the stairs and luck would have it, he landed on top of Fluttershy, her struggling was making it difficult. One of her stay hooves smacked him right above his dicks and another caught him in the nose. He stumbled into the kitchen clutching his nose as blood dripped from it, his eyes burned with murderous rage. He grabbed the sharpest knife and dived for her as she overcame her shock. She almost made it to the door, once to shut it as Spike grabbed her left hoof to flip her on her back, before sinking the knife into her forehead. The light in her eyes dimmed as her life faded. His dicks popped out of their sheathe as he used the knife to control her head, her blood dripped down her face. He slammed his dicks into her and sighed, she was no way a virgin, but she didn’t get a lot of dicks shoved into her. As he pumped into her, he leaned forward and lapped up her blood and brain matter that came loose with him messing with the knife. It was sweet to him.

As he kept pumping, he flicked the knife and said with a demented giggle, “Seems like I just killed my first alicorn. You would make a nice fuck pillow, once you’re stuffed and your mane is kept in place.”

After he pumped into her a couple of times, he fell over and laughed as the color faded closer to his original colors. He picked up her body and walked out the door. On her mailbox was the mangled body of Angel, his face etched with terror and surprise. He pushed the body off and watched it slide into the water, then he headed home.

As he flew into his bedroom, the scepter was moved over, but he didn’t care, he opened the secret opening, and threw Fluttershy’s body in, listening to the sickening squish of the knife digging further into her skull. As he was closing it up, a voice made him spin around quickly, “I knew something was up and I didn’t think it would be this bad.” Upon his bed was Ember tapping her foot with a stern look on her face.