The breeze rolled into the cabin of the truck through the open window while music played. The arm hanging out of the truck tapped gently against the door in rhythm with the beat. Moving back into the cabin the arm joined the other in grasping the wheel, turning the vehicle off the highway into a side road. The figure inside hummed with the music as they steered casually across the road as it turned into dirt. A glance to their side towards a suitcase packed with the few things they owned set the feelings of what they had chosen to do back into their mind. "Well no going back now." The person's voice chuckled. Turning with the road they felt a strange prickling cross over their skin causing hairs to stand and goosebumps to flash over their body. "Uhhg. What the hell?" They muttered, shivering slightly. Slowing to a stop they stuck their head out of the window to look around only seeing the same trees and road they had been traveling. Nothing was out of the ordinary at all. "Huh, must have been my imagination..." They grumbled, pressing on the pedal to continue forward.

Time passed further until they took notice of farmland and buildings appearing just on the horizon. Speeding up slightly they began to hurry, wanting to get into town finally. As they drew closer the road turned to asphalt once more as other cars could be seen. Once they entered into the town properly they slowed down taking in the area. People could be seen walking around in mixes of fashion. Some looked like what you'd imagine a farmer or company job person would wear but others had stranger outfits like era's in the past around the world. "Maybe there's some kind of event going on." The driver rationalized, taking note of the people stopping to stare at them. "Must not get a lot of new people here." They thought, focusing back on the road. Passing slowly by a café the driver felt their stomach growl. Turning into a parking space they parked and stepped out of the truck.

A boot connected to the ground connected to jeans with a small hole building around a knee. A tee shirt and unbuttoned flannel on top finished the figures outfit though a part that changed stares from slight glares to curiosity was when they noticed spiked green hair on top of the figures head. Whispers floated around as the figure walked into the establishment, taking in the smell of fresh baked goods. Ignoring the stares they received the driver walked to the counter and rang the bell.

"One moment!" Came a chipper voice from behind the door across from the figure. Soon a slightly pudgy woman with bouncing pink hair skipped out in an apron covered in flour and icing. Pressing her large chest against the counter caused the figure to blush slightly as she asked "What can I get for you?" Her eyes still closed with a big smile. Though when they opened she gave a loud gasp, disappearing in a flash behind the door.

"Weird service here..." The figure thought to themselves, ringing the bell once more. "Um, excuse me? I'd like to order a few things." They called out, looking around in embarrassment.

they could see the pink hair of the woman peeking just through the window in the door before ducking back down. Soon the woman stepped back out looking slightly shaken. With a somewhat strained smile she said "Hello, my name is Pinkie Pie. What can I get for you?" Her hands grasping at her apron tightly, shaking slightly.

Waving their hand in a friendly fashion the figure replied "The name’s Spike. It's a pleasure to meet you. If possible could I have one chocolate chip muffin and a banana bread muffin to go please." Spike put on his best smile wondering why this girl was suddenly so scared of him. "Do I look like a robber or something?" He thought, feeling self-conscious.

Stuttering slightly Pinkie grabbed the items, bagging them with quick movements. "T-that'll be...six fifty please..." She quietly asked, looking everywhere but at Spike.

Digging out his wallet he held out the exact change to the woman but was taken aback when she flinched away from his hand. Sighing, he gently placed the money down on the counter. "I'm sorry if I'm being a bother. I'm new in town and just looking for a certain place. You don't have to help with it but do you know how I can get to the Drake manor?" He apologized, asking for a little help. All sound in the place stopped making him look around in confusion. "Uhhh, did I say something wrong?" He asked aloud, looking back and forth between the now frozen girl and the rest of the people.

A large man in a bulging flannel shirt and cowboy boots slowly stood up and walked over to him, bearing down over the smaller man. The straw of wheat in his mouth bounced slightly as a deep voice came from the man. "And why are ya lookin' for that place?" He growled, cracking his knuckles. A southern accent heavy in his voice.

Spike could feel his fight or flight instincts kicking in at this mountain of a man. "That's uhh b-because I-" He started to mumble out.

"Big Mac quit it!" A second southern voice spoke up. A woman with blonde hair in a ponytail stood in the doorway, a Stetson, flannel tied up above her visible abs, daisy dukes hugging muscular legs, and finished with a pair of dirty cowboy boots. Marching across the floor towards Spike with a glare she pulled the large man away without a care. Wiping at Spike's shoulders she patted his sides before looking him in the eyes, still holding a glare. "Sorry about that stranger. We don't get many new people in town here so it's lead to some suspicion from past bad people who up showed up." She explained. "Now why are you here?" She questioned.

Realizing he wouldn't be able to go anywhere Spike took a breath to calm himself. "I'm here because I recently came to own a place called the Drake manor. I figured I'd try for a new life and get some new life experience then the one I was living in." He answered, looking out for any negative reaction. While waiting he noticed everyone's attention leaving him to now stare at the blonde woman as if waiting for an important decision.

Turning so her side faced him she pointed towards the door. "If that's your truck nearby then keep heading down the street for two stops then turn left and just keep going straight. You'll eventually get to the manor." She listed in a neutral tone.

Nodding his head in thanks Spike took his muffins and scooted awkwardly around the woman, leaving the café to get back into his truck. Those listening could hear him mumbling the directions over and over again. Pulling out of his spot back into the road he drove slowly to as not miss a turn, finally knowing how to get to his destination.

The people looked to the blonde woman with eyes carrying questions while Pinkie Pie leaned over the counter to whisper loudly "Applejack what do we do?" Concern written over her face.

"Call the others. We have a hunt on." She darkly ordered, a roar coming from the customers around as people rushed out to spread the news. Applejack herself picked at a sharp canine, a flash of change in her eyes.

Spike sighed heavily, digging out a muffin to finally eat something after such a long drive. "What the hell kind of town did you live in Grandpa?" He grumbled aloud, munching into the muffin finding it delicious. "Wish the place wasn't full of such scary people or else I'd go back to grab more." He thought to himself in annoyance, thinking back to the scary mountain man apparently called Big Mac. Turning up the music from his stereo Spike tried to relax as the road winded around thick and probably incredibly old trees. Soon though as he reached for the second muffin he noticed an old gate with a stone wall covered in vines blocking his way. Just past he could see a heavily overgrown garden that probably hadn't been touched in years and a heavily dilapidated mansion just across from it. "Is this it?" He said aloud, stepping out of his truck. Looking around for any indication of where he was led him to walk up to the gate, giving it a tug.

SQUUUUUUEEEEECCKK CRASH!!!!!

Spike dived out of the way as the gate fell from it's holding towards him. "Holy shit!" He cried out, breathing in a panic. "Can't believe this is the spot I got from the old man." He complained, standing shakily. Gathering himself together again he moved to the fallen gate giving it a small kick. "Stupid freaking gate, no one would find me if you fell on me." He grumbled, picking up one end to drag it off the road. After it was moved fully off he wiped his hands on his pockets. Stepping back into his truck and driving through the new opening he slowly curved along the inner road till he stopped once more in front of some stone steps leading into the entrance of the manor. Walking up them he took in the broken windows, cracked walls, and damaged pillars. Sighing as he pressed his hands against the doors he gave them a small push with his eyes closed ready for them to crash down. When no loud bangs came he opened his eyes to see a dust and vine filled main hall with winged staircases and multiple doors leading to who knows where. Pulling his wallet out he looked at the remaining cash he had left. "Poop, gonna need a job before this place is back to top shape." He whined, tucking his wallet back away sorely. Moving through the building he took a mental list of the state the building was in finding some places more secure than others. He took note of multiple rooms that seemed styled for different tastes but that had clearly not been touched in years. Looking out a window towards the back in a massive dining hall he could see a large barn with crop patches full of weeds to one side. A sprawling garden as out of control as the one in front is easy to see. A track field and what looked even like an obstacle course with a shooting range filled the farther edges. A sound above drew his attention upwards. "The hell? Don't tell me there's animals in the attic or something." He said to himself, making his way up the stairs while looking for the attic entrance.

Finding a staircase going across the far walls upwards lead him to a wide open space stacked high with all manners of antiques and old pieces. Picking up a strange looking orb Spike noticed the weird etchings across its surface. A bump came behind a wall of boxes drawing his attention away from the orb. Placing it down he worked his way through the cobwebs and clutter to the far end finding nothing living. What he did find was a massive flat surface covered with a white tarp. Feeling a draw towards it he reached slowly towards the tarp to pull it off when a honk from a car horn broke through the air. Startled out of his daze Spike shook his head and turned to move for the entrance, casting a glance at the tarped object.

Pushing open the main entrance doors once more Spike took in the sight of a limousine parked just behind his truck. As soon as he stepped past the door a group of people came from inside the car. He took quick notice of Pinkie Pie, the strange café girl and the blonde haired woman that had stopped that large man from possibly hurting him. Although now there were others. First to draw his attention was a shorter girl with a hair full of every color in the rainbow, she was dressed in a tight fitting tracksuit that fit her form well chewing gum with a sneer on her face. The next one a woman dressed in a sapphire covered dress with a slit to allow one of her legs to show off and ample bust covered slightly by a fur collar scarf, she gently fluffed her curled purple hair and gave a calculating arch of a single eyebrow in his direction, looking him up and down with a slight frown. After her was a woman dressed like one from a veterinary clinic, so far she was the tallest and held the largest bust of anyone he had seen hiding behind soft pink colored hair that hung to the bottom of her waist. The final one to step out was what appeared to be a librarian with sharp looking glasses pressed under lavender hair with a streak of lighter purple in it, her form much more average then the others but he could see she also carried a large clipboard.

"Hello there, ah thank you for the directions again." Spike greeted them with an unease smile, bowing slightly towards the blonde haired girl. He flinched slightly when she glared at him, folding her arms under her bust. He quickly changed where he was looking to not stare.

The librarian stepped forward swiftly, drawing a paper from the clipboard and holding out to him. "You must be the new person I've heard about. I'm sorry but you need to leave this property right away." The woman ordered.

Spike gently took the paper from the woman, reading it over. "Notice of removal from Drake manor? What the heck is this? I'm not leaving, I just got here." He said, trying to hand the paper back.

A dangerous flash passed over the woman's glasses as she pulled out more papers. "Under the property ruling of the Drake manor paragraph four section two 'any individuals taking up residence must be removed with immediate action.' So yes you will be leaving." The woman listed, showing the paper to Spike.

Looking it over Spike couldn't argue it's what was listed but he knew when something was smelling fishy and this moment reeked of it. "Again, I will not be leaving. This is my place now so if anything you all are the ones trespassing." He countered, folding his arms and standing firm. He would not be bullied out of his new home he just got too.

The rainbow haired girl groaned heavily, pushing off the limo. "Just give it a rest Twi. Let me at him and he'll be leaving real quick." The woman threatened, cracking her knuckles while stomping up towards Spike stopping only when the now identified Twi raised a hand.

"What proof do you have about owning this property?" Twi questioned, staring at the man over the top of her glasses.

Gesturing to his truck Spike replied "I have the documents showing the transfer of ownership in my suitcase. If it'll get you all off MY property faster I can grab it and show you." He was now growing annoyed at this threatening conversation. "Or will you just sick you guard dog on me?" He challenged back at her with a wave towards the colorful woman.

"Bite me!" The woman in question spat, getting into a fighting position.

The woman in the dress gently patted the angry woman on the shoulder. "Now Rainbow dear, don't start fights. Especially those with such rude dispositions." She soothed with a verbal jab at Spike.

Giving a 'hmph' at the comment Spike moved around Twi towards his truck. "Your humbleness knows no bounds queenie." Spike shot back to the lady in the dress. As he opened the passenger door and looked through his suitcase he didn't notice the woman grind her teeth in annoyance and take a step towards him only to be held back by an arm from Pinkie Pie who shook her head. When Spike popped his head out of the truck he held a folder and a muffin in each of his hands. "Here it is. You'll find official documents all in order." He stated, munching on the muffin lazily.

Twi took the folder from him and flipped through the pages. Her figure visibly grew angry, shaking with repressed rage before she slammed the folder back into Spike's chest surprising him and the others. "Get back into the car we are leaving!" She barked angrily at the group.

"Um but Twilight?" The vet questioned, raising a finger.

"Can it Fluttershy! Get into the limo." Twilight snapped at the now named woman who immediately ducked into the car. Jabbing a finger towards Spike she growled out a warning. "I'll be back for you at a later date when I know I can get your ass out of here." Her anger coming off in waves.

Spike finally hit his limit of being attacked for what seemed just existing in this spot. "Can't wait to see what you try to drag out your ass next time. Now get the fuck off my property, I got to start getting this place fixed up. It's obviously gone to shit in a handbasket." He jabbed back, biting into his muffin and turning to enter the manor once more not noticing the wave of annoyance or anger race over the girls at the comment. He closed the door behind him hearing the limo peel out of the driveway. "Not even a full day in town and it already feels like my last place." He grumbled, looking down at the half eaten muffin and feeling his appetite leave him. "So annoying..." He thought to himself, placing it down on a dusty table as he moved deeper into the house.

Twilight bit into her thumb in anger, thinking over the meeting with that man. "Fuckin' bastard thinks he's untouchable doesn't he?" She said aloud, gnashing down on her thumb till blood was drawn.

Fluttershy gently leaned over and took the hand from her companions mouth, treating it with a handkerchief from her pocket. "I know you have your reasons for not wanting someone to mess with the place the same as the rest of us but approaching so aggressively clearly isn't going to work." The larger woman soothed. "Are you sure the documents were all correct?" She asked, looking over the already healing wound.

Twilight sighed heavily. "Unfortunately everything was exactly up to code. Every T was crossed every I was dotted. Nothing can be done with that route...and sorry for snapping at you Shy." She grumbled, blushing at the end.

Fluttershy gave a small giggle before patting her friend's cheek. "All is forgiven. Does anyone else have any ideas?" She said, looking to the others.

Applejack leaned spread wide across her section of seats. "Could go the old fashioned way and drag him out." She offered. "I know Rainbow or me could probably take him easy ourselves." She added a boast at the end, flexing her arm.

"As much as I would like to see that fiend removed swiftly I believe we will need a more subtle take on this plan." The woman in a dress said, sipping delicately at a tea cup while uncrossing then re-crossing her legs.

Pinkie Pie looked between everyone before finally speaking up. "Um Rarity you were a little rude at him first and well he seemed nice at least to me when we talked last." She gently said.

Rainbow leaned forward from her spot. "What's really on your mind Pinkie Pie. You are normally the loudest and most energetic of us yet you are being more quiet than Shy when she gets spooked by her shadow." Rainbow questioned, pointing a thumb at the easily scared woman over her shoulder.

Having all the eyes on her Pinkie's hair seemed almost to deflate slightly. "When I first spotted him he looked just like the old man when he was younger and well... Even though we know the old man never told anyone about here it just leaves a bad taste in my mouth to take such actions against someone, especially one so similar to Him." She finally spoke out, ready to receive comments on how she felt.

"Ya ain't alone there. He does strike a close resemblance to the old guy. And far as I can tell he hasn't said a single lie to one of us." Applejack comforted, tipping her hat down and leaning back, shutting her eyes. "Far as I'm concerned though is the fact the feller is staying in the place and is going to try and fix it up though how he'll do that without a contract is beyond me." She added, yawning slightly.

Twilight cast glances at all the girls around her before grunting in annoyance, her mind working over all the info they had. "Then if we don't want to force him out then maybe we can scare him out instead." She offered. This caught all of their attention as Twilight smirked, the plan already building in her head. "In fact... let's get the rest and start tonight!" She said happily, sitting up straight now with a wicked grin on her face. "I'll show you not to look down on us." She thought menacingly.

Spike pulled a set of tools from his truck. Carrying them inside he started to organize the chaos that was the home. "Should probably fix up the bedroom first." He spoke aloud to no one. Making his way through the hall he took in the quiet of the place. "Bit depressing but better than the train tracks next door." He thought, thinking back to his old place and how he came to this situation.

Spike dragged himself from his chair in the dark office space. His computer was the only light illuminating the place. With a massive yawn he clicked send on the last bit of work that had been piled onto him last second by the other workers. "Finally time to head home and sleep." He mumbled groggily. After shutting the last of his section Spike stumbled into the elevator, untucking his shirt to relax a little. When he hit the ground floor he waved goodnight to the late night cleaning staff he passed by.

The drive back to his apartment was filled with nothing interesting to help him fight off sleep leading to a few close calls. Finally though he parked in his spot, stepping out into the cold air. A train blew it's horn loudly as it passed by. He could practically feel the ground shaking, though he knew his room was definitely shaking. "If I could just get out of here." He grumbled, checking the mail slots. Even after so many empty times he made it a habit to always check. To his surprise he found a small flat box inside addressed to him. "What the hell?" He questioned, pulling it out and looking it over as he made his way up the stairs to his floor. "From Grandpa Drake? Well he must be part of the family if he has the last name Drake but why is he sending me stuff? Or more importantly how'd a guy I don't even know find my address?" Spike thought to himself, feeling a sense of unease. Fumbling with his keys Spike unlocked his door to step into his room, flicking the light switch only to find it didn't work....again. "Ugh fuck it. I'll worry about this tomorrow." He whined, tossing the package onto his dining tray he used for a laptop stand since he couldn't get a desk.

Collapsing into the bed he let sleep take over him. To his enjoyment he only woke up three times that night unlike the normal five from passing trains!

When morning came he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, spotting the package once again. Picking it up he looked it over a few more times before grunting. Opening the box wasn't difficult and he found only papers and a note inside. "Huh, no bomb I guess." Spoken aloud with a slight bit of disappointment. Reading over the papers Spike was confused more and more. "Transfer of ownership? Drake manor? Who the hell is this old fart and why is he pulling a prank like this on me?" He asked to the room. Grabbing the note he began to read it over.

"Dear Spike, I hope this letter finds you well. I know we haven't talked and yes we have met though you barely had been born at the time so I forgive any forgetfulness. This letter is to explain to you that I am giving you my home and all possessions and assets inside of said home. I know this is sudden but I don't have long on this earth. Soon I'll join the great feasts above so I don't need such materials anymore. I hope you'll take the plunge and take this offer. The staff are second to none, each a master in any needs that you may have in more than one way. You'll find directions to the place on the back of this letter. Good times and strong faith to you Spike Drake, my one true successor. Love eternally Leandros Drake or old fart to you!" Spike read, his eyes narrowing at how this note called him out in such ways.

Spike let the letter hang in his hand after looking it over, finding the directions really on the back of the note. For a time he sat there thinking over the letter while looking at his surroundings. A train passed by loudly, shaking his room once again. Looking to the passing train Spike's thoughts slowly collected themselves till finally he looked down at the letter. "Fuck it, when am I going to get a chance to just jump the gun like this again!" He shouted above the noise, throwing his things together while dialing his boss. "Hey boss! I quit, bye!" He shouted down the line.

Once everything had been collected which didn't take him more then twenty minutes he rushed out of the building to his truck, racing out of the parking lot and onto the road. A smile on his face.

Spike brought himself back to the present with a small slap to his cheeks. "Come on focus." He coached himself. He began the slow process of cleaning up the main bedroom, collecting any broken pieces into a pile until by the time night fell he had secured the master bedroom into a much cleaner state. "Much better!" He said happily, clapping his hands. He crawled into the bed feeling fatigue grip at him. Even if the bed had no sheets it felt like heaven to him laying in such a massive bed. "Must be at least twelve feet wide..." He mumbled as sleep finally took over him, unaware of forces building outside of his home in the shadows.

A few hours past till the moon was high above when he jolted awake. He heard a shuffle above him. Knowing the attic was above he made his way through the home upwards, throwing on his clothes. Flashing his phone light around he couldn't spot any creatures. Spike blinked for a moment in thought but on opening them found himself standing in front of the tarp once more. As if being guided he reached out and took hold of the tarp. Giving a tug he let the fabric pile up around his feet as the object was revealed. "What the hell?" He questioned, leaning closer. It was a massive painting showing an old man with short green hair and sharp smile dressed in a suit. On all sides of him were a bunch of people in strange outfits or what looked like monsters. Some even made Spike think he'd seen them before somewhere. Though the strangest thing was a small bundle of fabrics around a baby in the old man's arms. The child could be seen with little spikes of green hair like the old man's. To Spike it looked like he had just been aged up to look like the old man. "What the hell is this?" He mumbled, pocketing his phone to try and lift the painting. "Urgh! Come on now. You can't be this heavy." He grunted, straining to even move the frame a little. "Rah, fine don't budge." He pouted, pulling out his phone. Loud banging boomed through the building startling the young man. "What is it now?" He shouted slightly in shock, marching down the stairs while casting a glance at the painting.

Another set of bangs could be heard from the main entrance startling Spike once more. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" He shouted out as he worked his way down the stairs of the main hall. Peeking through one of the broken windows his eyes widened at what looked like a mob stood outside of his door. Each person dressed in strange and unnatural outfits. Some looked like they had fake wings on while others seemed to tower over others with wolf heads on their heads and a few just looked like they held no form at all shifting between states.. "Fuck kinda ritual bullshit is this." Spike grumbled, opening the door to find Twilight standing in front of him with her fist raised to hit the door again. He took stock of the outfit she was wearing. A large brimmed hat like that of a witch or wizards sat on her head while a corset with frills held her bust up along with tall black leather heeled boots. "You know Halloweens not for another few months right?" Spike joked, folding his arms with a frown.

Twilight raised her hand to cough into it. "You are to leave at once. Your presence isn't wanted here and as such the town has voted to remove you. If you do not comply then force will be used." She stated, taking a paper from an owl that landed on her shoulder. Holding it out to Spike he could see it was a secured petition with dozens of signatures on it.

Crumpling up the paper Spike tossed it over his shoulder before shouting loudly enough for the mob behind Twilight to hear. "Get the fuck off my property. I have full ownership of this building, all buildings near it, and the two hundred acres surrounding said buildings. You all are the ones trespassing and If you don't like it, well, too bad. I am the legal owner of everything here. Even the well underground is mine. The only thing that is your town's is the power connected but you can just cut that if it's such a problem. Now leave!" He ordered, slamming the door in Twilight's face. "And don't come back!" He could be heard shouting through the door. He took the letter he had received from his grandfather with a scowl. "Great town you brought me to, gramps." He complained, tossing the letter to the side onto a dusty couch.

Twilight stood on the other side of the door dumbfounded that someone would still not get the message. Turning slowly to the crowd they could feel the underlying anger in her as she coldly ordered "Do not try kill him but don't worry about injury or if you do end his life. The hunt starts now." She snapped her fingers, a broom appearing next to her. She grabbed hold of it floating above the mob who roared in answer, charging the building.

Spike was halfway up the stairs when a sudden yell of a crowd echoed out behind him. Just as he turned to look back at the entrance two figures crashed through the windows, large wings covering their arms with sharp talons and bird legs where their feet should have been. Immediately after that a clawed hand broke through the door, ripping it off the hinges. Stepping inside was a massive wolfman, covered in bristling red fur. "Oh what the fuck!" Spike shouted, running up the stairs and down the hall hearing crashes and more creatures breaking through other windows or doors. One creature looked to be a mix of a demon with curved horns and a spade tail, it's muscles appearing on the outside broke through a door in front of him. "Shit!" He shouted, scrambling through a door to his left, finding himself in a dark room. Panting he looked around frantically for a way out, finding no doors out other than a window. Rushing over to it began to fumble with the lock to open, hearing the monster stomping just outside of the room. Slamming the window open he jumped out onto the roof, flying people or creatures above him.

Twilight stepped into the house after the mob had dispersed out to hunt Spike down. The others she had arrived in a limo stepped in with her looking around. "Shame we have to do this to the place but we can't let trash defile such a special place." She said to the others.

Fluttershy looked at the damage so far with a frown. "They could have been a little more gentle. Oh, I'm going to have to clean up so much." She whispered in a soft tone, flickering slightly as a single long horn curved from her head and she grew three feet in size.

Pinkie Pie and Rainbow walked in next, their forms having turned into slime and the other with wings and talons for hands and feet respectively. "At least it's easier to fix the damages the faster we get the asshole out." Rainbow replied, sweeping up some of the broken glass with her wings while Pinkie Pie moved over the glass on the other side with her body.

Applejack and Rarity both stepped through, Each in a different form then the morning. Applejack was covered head to toe in fur, looking like a werewolf while Rarity twirled a whip slightly around herself as she walked in little fabric other than patches over intimate spots, horn curling around her ears to frame her face. "At least the kitchen hasn't been messed with as far as I can smell." Applejack added, sniffing the air. "But it seems he's on the roof. Should we join them?" She pointed out. The others nodded, moving out the door to climb the walls.

Fluttershy moved to follow but spotted a paper on the couch. Slowly approaching it she picked it up and read over, her eyes widening in shock and horror. "Oh great damnation." She muttered, rushing out of the house after the others.

Spike rushed across the roofing dodging dives from the figures flying above while scrambling higher above to get out of the way of massive hands slamming around him. A werewolf skidded across the roof knocking shingling off the surface. It swiped wildly as Spike he twisted to the side, onto the roof. Throwing his own punch Spike knocked the wolf off balance, watching it tumble down off the roof with a yelp. He balanced across the peak of the roof, a dozen different monsters slowly crawling up to his spot while others flew above. A potion was thrown by a flying figure on a broom that splashed onto Spike's shirt, eating quickly through the fabric and burning his skin. "Nngh, shit!" He grunted, gripping at his side. A flying figure dived at him in this moment of distraction only to be grabbed with one arm by the young man. "Fuck off!" He roared, swinging the winged girl into one side of the monsters. A blast of fire exploded near his feet making him stumble backwards closer to the edge, grabbing an old chimney to stabilize himself.

"The next ones going into your chest!" Twilight shouted, rising from the side of Spike as the other girls slowly made their appearance. "I'm giving you one more chance. Leave and forget everything you saw here." She extended one last time towards the sweating man.

His grip tightened on the slowly crumbling chimney while he ground his teeth. "I've been bullied and forced to do what others said for so long I barely remember how to speak for myself." He began slowly causing the group around him to look at him in confusion, leaning in. "But I've had enough at that. I took a chance to change my life for the better. To stand up for myself even if it means standing up to those with more power than me. So let me tell YOU one last time!" He continued taking a massive breath. "GET THE FUCK OFF MY PROPERTY!" He roared, determination flaring up in his eyes.

Twilight was taken aback by his declaration as a memory flashed through her mind of someone else who said something similar to her. Shaking her head clear she glared down at the defiant man. "Then die!" She screamed back at him, launching a fireball through the air into his chest. The blast sent his body flying off the edge of the room, the chimney crumbling to pieces.

"NOOO!!!" Fluttershy screamed, rushing past everyone to dive off the edge after the man. Her hands outstretched she just grabbed hold of his hand, taking in the sight of a scorched and burnt chest with empty eyes. Twisting herself she pulled him to her large chest to turn her back towards the ground, slamming into it with a large CRASH!

"Shy!" The people above yelled after her, rushing to the edge to see what happened. What they saw shocked them as a quiet filled the air other than crying.

Fluttershy laid in the cracked ground clutching the man to her chest while crying, stroking his burnt hair. "I'm sorry little master..." Her voice could be heard to the others. "I'm sorry. If only we knew." She wept, clutching him like a mother would her child.

Rainbow landed next to her with worry on her face. "Shy, why would you dive to help him? He was trespassing on the manor." She questioned, looking down at her crying friend only to lunge back when a large hand slammed the ground where she stood just a moment ago. "Whoa Shy!" She called out.

"You don't get it do you..." Fluttershy growled, anger boiling inside her. "He's Leandros' grandson! He's the successor of the manor and title we were told about!" She roared before breaking back down into sobs. "We failed the master by harming his heir." She muttered, clutching the limp body tightly.

Everyone's eyes widened as some of the monsters turned into humans dressed as doctors, rushing towards her to look over the unresponsive man. Twilight and the other girls stood there in shock as the medical people screamed out orders and needs to others, tears building in their eyes. "We fucked up." Was the only thought that passed through their minds.

Spike himself was feeling like he was falling through a dark void, faint crying echoing in the distance around him. "So tired..." He thought as he faded away.

Author's Note

Hot takes, hot takes on story ideas! If there are complaints feel free to tell me in the comments before disliking so I can work on improving the story! (edited to have thoughts more noticeable.)