It was one of those rainy days again in Canterlot where it only poured onto the citizen's heads. The pavements had no cracks, the black coloured road had no cracks and two yellow lines in the middle. The buildings to the right and left side were average with many windows filled with posters for sales and whatnot. The sidewalk pavement let out sounds of nearly breaking because of the many creatures that we're stepping on it. The creatures were all dressed in different suits for whatever they were doing; shopping, work, school, anything at all. They all had places to be.

There was one creature who was walking on the left side, heading towards the location he wanted to get to. He was wearing his school uniform, but the difference was that it looked immensely luxurious. The suit jacket he was wearing was pure black and had a sense of darkness over it. The button shirt he was wearing was white and was together with a dark blue tie. The pants he wore with the suit looked like they belonged to a millionaire. His shoes were also fancy. On his back was a backpack that had all his books and other school equipment.

The teenagers’ facial features were currently blank. His eyes were emerald green, staring ahead of himself. He had high cheekbones and a very sharp jaw. His nose looked like it had been broken before but had been fixed. He had green hair that was a little bit shaved around the ear-level around his head. His hair was to his right and a small portion was to the left. His hands were clenched tightly inside of the pockets of his pants. He walked past different creatures who looked his way but did not say anything. They did not want to get into a fight.

The school the teenager was attending was Canterlot High School. A prestigious High School with the reputation of being equally the best like Crystal Preparatory Academy. There was also an as good University. The school was very rich and wealthy and had a lot of celebrity children or simply rich kids there. If you went to high school and then the University, then you would get a hell of a fucking job. That is how good the High School was. The teenager snorted. He did not care about that. He was not interested in useless degrees.

The rain was slowly subsiding, but it was still evidently there. The steps of the teenager were heard as he was alone on this sidewalk. He saw that there were a few other students at the school who was on the outside who were smoking. Those were the “cool” kids but in reality: they were stupider than the Diamond Dogs of the school. The Diamond Dogs consisted of Rover, Fido and Spot. They were a criminal gang that actually had a few criminal charges on them. The principal of the school and ruler of the country they were in, Princess Celestia Solaris allowed them to continue their studies at the High School, knowing that they would not fend well if they were kicked out of her very own school. The other “cool” kids were consistent with Mary “Gilda” Griffin and Katie “Lightning” Dust. There were others there that were present, but the teenage boy did not know their names.

The teenage boy sighed at them and felt deeply disgusted by their attitudes. If they knew who his father was, they would never pick on him. Luckily, they did not notice him slip by them. There was an entrance at the front and the teenage boy had been walking past to the right side a large stone wall that was ten feet high. There were iron gates that were impossible to open without serious magical power. They were currently wide open for the students. The teenage boy took a right and walked down a sandish-like path that leads up to the noble High School that took education very seriously. Even worse than their brother school: Crystal Prep that only lived for studying from what he had seen when he had been there on a few Friendship Games in the past.

He felt his legs moving towards the entrance to the school and saw that a few students were looking at him as if he was a disgrace to the school. He did not mind. He was used to it by now. He only had three more years of High School before he could leave the dump. He had no interest in staying at all. He simply wanted to get his degree then get back to his homeland, Neighpan. There was a fountain near the entrance. The stones were in a large circle, and in the middle of the fountain was a large stone pole that had four creatures pouring water from their mouths.

The teenager walked past it, not wanting to stay a second longer outside. The inside of the building was marvellous. Some lockers had numbers on them and were green coloured. The tile was dark green coloured and the walls wad ceiling was made of marble concrete that was pure white with some black in it swirling around. The teenager went towards the staircase that was right ahead of him and did not notice that someone was following him. Suddenly, he felt how he was pushed forward and hit the wooden staircase. He felt pain on his face and he got up slowly but felt a kick to his right side.

The teenager did not allow anything to escape his mouth as he felt the pain crush him. He rolled to the left and looked up seeing the familiar faces of his bullies. It was Gilda and Lightning Dust. Ge gritted his teeth, not liking to be in their presence at all. “Hello there Spikey~ we were wondering if we could beat you up until you start bleeding!” Came the seductive voice of Lightning Dust who looked at Spike with fake plead in her eyes.

“What the fuck do you want?” The teenager named Spike asked, clearly not want to do anything with them. The girl to the left, Gilda with white feathers on her face and gamboge skin scowled at him. Her light brilliant amber eyes shining into his emerald ones but Spike’s eyes were without a doubt more frightening. He showed no emotion, no signs that he cared for them in any sort of way. He simply saw them as idiots that could do nothing in their miserable life’s. Gilda was wearing the same uniform but with a black skirt and more feminine clothing.

“You should not be talking to us that way, you have no magic and is a disgrace to this school,” Gilda stated as if that was actuality. Lightning Dust nodded her head in agreement, not caring that the one below her was glaring at them.

“Comes from the Griffin who only got in because her magic was strong enough to enter.” Spike reminded the girl, making her growl in anger. She raised her left hand and punched Spike in the face. Spike felt pain on his left cheek, but he laughed quietly. He was enjoying this.

“How in Tartarus did you even enter this school you freak?!” Gilda angrily asked, using her left hand to hold him up, his feet not touching the floor. Spike spit at her right in the face. He was not gonna answer that, no way.

Gilda angrily punched him in the gut, but to her surprise, she felt pain in her right hand. She felt as though she hit abs, very strong abs. She threw him onto the stairs. “Come, Lightning, we have better things to do than to be around a freak like him.” Gilda’s voice sounded taunting and angry.

They left and Spike picked himself up and his backpack. This was normal for him by now. He had been bullied since he started High School in Equestria. This was not his origin country. His origin country was Neighpan. He had grown up there and even went to middle school there. But, when he started High School there he had gotten into trouble after he had been caught selling expensive hard-to-find alcohol. He had been trying to earn some money as he had wanted to gamble a little bit that day but did not feel like using his own saved up money. He was then expelled from the school because it turned out that the alcohol he was trying to sell was highly illegal apparently. His father then sent him to Equestria to go to High School there. He apparently had a friend that lived in Equestria and owed him a favour. Spike did have magic but the problem was that his powers were extremely powerful. He had fighting magic, the type of magic everyone will literally kill for. It is that unusual. Spike has suppressed his magic so no creature found out about his abilities.

The male principal of the school, Discord knew about his powers and he had yet to tell his wive’s. He was the one that owed the favour to Spike’s father. He saw how much alike he and his father were, Discord could still tell him apart from his father, luckily.

Spike was walking down a corridor that leads to his classroom. He just wants to get out of school, put on real clothing and beat up street punks for some serious money. His father of course was mega-rich and could buy Equestria if he wanted to but he focuses on other projects that are important to him.

Spike took a left that leads into a classroom and saw that there were a few students there. He went for the back, not wanting to be in the centre of attention. Spike looked out the window and saw a few students walking slowly to the school, preparing themselves for the day.

Spike Had his hand holding each other, his arms stretched a little bit, lazily resting on his desk. His legs unmoving, his face morphed into an impassive expression. His hair, smooth and silky. His backpack was on the chair he was sitting on. He looked ahead of him, waiting for the teacher to come.

The other students started to fill in the classroom and their teacher came, walking inside. She had a brown mane and tail, blue eyes, small cheekbones, lower jaw. She was wearing the same uniform as the students but with a red tie to show that she was the teacher. Her chest was not large but not small either. Spike knew that one of the Elements of Harmony at the school by the name of Fluttershy was seen as “Boobzilla” by the students because of how large she was in the chest area.

“Okay class, we will be learning today about the most powerful magic there is in existence and that is Fighting Magic.” She told them, making them whisper to one another. Spike rolled his eyes. he knew everything about fighting magic and did not even need to study it.

Spike looked at the other students and saw that there was a lavender coated mare with blue mane and tail with indigo and pink streaks. She was looking at the teacher with intensity. Her name was Lily “Twilight” Sparkle. She was considered one of the smartest girls in school. She was the embodiment of Friendship and also a princess. She was an alicorn. Her best friends were known as the Element Bearares and the Rainbooms and Spike hated their guts. They were filth to society. They were the reason his mother was dead six feet under...

“MAJIMA! Since you think you don’t need to listen to the class, then I will ask you what you know of fighting magic.” The teacher started with evident disgust on her face. Spike looked at her with a raised brow as if daring her. He then shrugged his shoulders as he noticed the rest of the class snickering at his predicament.

“Fighting magic originates from Ponasia where the first fighting magics were discovered. Back in ancient times, they were seen as sacred because of how few there were, but then it started to expand to the point where every creature in Ponasia had it as an ability. Then later, in modern times it started to die out, but it is still a very common ability on Ponasia. A lot of Yakuza in Neighpan for example, have it and that is the reason no one can fight them because of how hard it is.” Spike explained, not wanting to go too deep into it. He felt the eyes of Sparkle looking at him. The said girl knew that there was more to it, but she did not want to press him since he had no magic and would feel guilty for pressing him for something he did not have.

The teacher looked at Spike with anger. He was not supposed to know about that sort of magic! How could he possibly know?! It was not like he secretly had it and was hiding it from every creature! She gave him a super fake smile that everyone knew very well.

“Good job, Majima, maybe there is hope for you after all!” She cheerfully proposed. Spike quietly scoffed in anger. He would not be talked to in such away. He would teach her a lesson one day, and she would live to regret her life choices.

The lesson continued and Spike did not pay attention to it as he already knew everything about it plus some secrets that only those of Fighting Magic knows about. Equestria had no creature that had Fighting Magic so they had no idea what hidden powers creatures like him have.

The bell rang, and every creature walked out of the classroom, Spike being the last one. He felt a tapping on his shoulder and he turned to see Sparkle and he scowled inwardly. He wanted nothing to do with this murderer. “Can I help you?” Came the question he asked the girl a little bit harshly. The girl on the other hand just thought he was irritated over something else and brushed it aside.

“Do you know anything more about Fighting Magics? It seems like there is more than meets the eye.” She stated in a voice that held wonder and curiosity. Spike raised a brow.

“I don’t know, you should ask a Yakuza as they are the one’s that usually has that sort of magic, but even they are dying as we speak. Turf wars are serious.” He stated with a hint of dark sarcasm. The lavender mare looked at him with a little bit of confusion but accepted the answer nonetheless and left him alone.

She walked past him and did not sense the hateful glance he was throwing her way. The air around him turned red as he felt ready to punch something. He ignored it and walked off.

It had always been like this. He was very powerful and could do both holy and dark magic. Having Fighter Magic makes that both easy and very possible. He has learned every possible spell there was both light and dark. He was angry that he could not do it in class. The reason he can’t is because of how powerful he is. Magical wise, his magical point is the highest which is 50,000. To be an alicorn, you need to have 35,000 points. Because he has the highest, he can accidentally destroy buildings and the school if he so desired.

He did not do magic in school because he was also afraid that he would get unwanted attention. Sure, he already had when he was in Neighpan, but the attention in Equestria is different. If you are different with magical points here, then you are either a freak or a celebrity. They want to be around powerful creatures so it can help family reputations and whatnot. Spike did not want that for himself as he wanted true friends that stood by his side and he could be open with. Sadly, there was no one he could be open to.

He walked away, not realizing that three girls had been watching him with heart-shaped eyes. What Spike was not aware of was the fact that he had three girls that were his little Yandere’s. Why? That is the million Yen question They watched him walk away until he was out of sight after taking a sharp right.

“He is so perfect.” One of the girls said with puffy orangeish hair with streaks of gold. Her eyes were brilliant raspberry. Her hands were on her hips, leaning to her left. Her assets were very evident there, her chest was large and rivalled to some extent Fluttershy’s. Her bum was large and jiggled as she walked.

She had two companions that were her sisters that she loved dearly. To her Right was Aria “Blaze” Dazzle and to her left was Sonata “Dusk” Dazzle. They were known as the Dazzlings.

Aria was light purple-skinned with moderate purple hair and aquamarine streaks. Her hair was in two pigtails. When she had looked at Spike, her eyes had been heart-shaped. Her arms were crossed as she looked at the leader of their family and group Maria “Adagio” Dazzle. She did not reveal her emotions.

Sonata was arctic bluish white-skinned with light arctic blue with moderate Persian blue streaks. Her eyes were moderate raspberry. She was the most innocent of the sirens but she could be very straight up evil if you knew how to provoke her right. She was still looking where her dear Spikey was.

“Do you think he’ll like us?” Came the voice of Aria who sounded doubtful. For some reason, she doubted that the other boy would be into them. But that could be because of the voice in her head that was filling her with doubts. Her sisters looked at her questionably.

“Uh, yes? Why wouldn’t he?” Came the voice of Adagio who turned towards her aggressive sister. She had no full understanding of where this was coming from, but she knew that the question would understandably be brought up. Aria looked down, seeing her feet on the floor that were made of hard tile covered by a dark red mat.

“I don’t know...” She said. “I just feel like he would not really like us considering our reputation from last year. And, maybe he has eyes for another girl or girls in our case.” She sounded sad and a tad bit depressed. She fidgeted a little bit.

Under normal circumstances, she would not have allowed herself to do that, but this was a serious matter and she had to show her emotions to her sisters so they knew what she was thinking and feeling. They understood her.

Sonata walked over to her aggressive sister and hugged her tightly, not letting go. “Don’t worry Ari, I’m sure that he’ll at least hear us out.” Sonata’s voice was muffled as she buried her face in Aria’s right shoulder. Aria hugged back, needing the affection from her younger sister who knew how to give her best.

“I certainly hope so...” The purple siren responded to what Sonata said. She dearly hoped that the words were true. They had faced many hardships but this one might be their biggest. They wanted Spikey to accept them, but would he accept them? They would have to ask him eventually...

When Sonata and Aria broke the hug, they saw that their older sister was lost In thought and then smiled at them. Together they walked towards their next class and they had made sure that all of their classes were together with Spikey so they could get to know him through lessons.

Spike had finished his last lesson and it was now lunch. He was eating inside of an empty room with a window that showed the whole city of Canterlot. He liked Canterlot. Ir reminded him of Kamurocho and Sotenbori blended in together. It meant the world to him. There were street punks that he fought regularly, but it seems like they always forgot who he was, because when he asked them they would look at each other confusedly and then blame him for trying to trick them and that was when Spike had realized that he had made them stupid. But it was worth it because he earned good money for beating them up.

He had eaten an apple and banana and was happy. He was sipping some water, looking as the rain poured outside. He wanted to travel back to his homeland, but he had to finish his education. He had three years left of High School and then he had three years of University or five depending on if he ended up on the Special Ops team which were practically suicidal. He then walked down the memory lane of the times when he got into fights. But there was one where he wanted his father to be proud of him.

Five Years Ago, Neighpan, Sotenbori

Spike was wearing a red fancy jacket with red jeans and a black shirt. His red fancy shoes were polished greatly and shone through everything. He was walking down a narrow street towards a place where he could start fighting and earn some serious fucking money. Father had told him all about it and was heading towards the place right now. He did not know if he should believe it or not but his father never lied.

He was crossing a bridge and he saw a man there with a beige trench coat, white button shirt, dark greenish fancy pants, fancy black shoes and grey hair. His father had said that the man’s name was Billiken and was a form of a strange detective.

From what Spike had learnt; Billiken was the adoptive father slash uncle of a Yakuza of a man named Nishitani Homare that was the Patriarch of the Kijin Clan and an Omi Alliance subsidiary as well as a retainer to the fifth Omi Chairman, Goda Jin. Spike thought that it was a little strange that father was once friendly of a creature that belonged to the Omi Alliance. Then again, time was different in nine-hundred-eighty-five.

For what Spike learned was that Nishitani was very close to Billiken and has always gotten himself in trouble. He was always looking for a fight, especially someone who knew how to fight. For each school year, it seemed like he had grown more and more violent and was doing things that could practically get him executed and yet he did it because he does not give a shit. The most unselfish act that Nishitani did was when he found out that Billiken’s daughter was murdered and that the killer was gonna get off scot-free, he decided to help Billiken and teach the fucker a lesson. He murdered the killer and threw him down the Sotenbori River. Nishitani did it for Billiken’s sake because he did not want the man to get his hands dirty.

Spike had heard from his father how he thought that Billiken had been killed by a gunshot wound to the stomach. But apparently, he had survived the gunshot wound and was still running the underground fighting centre. Spike was on his way there to impress his father with his fighting skills. He wants to make him feel proud of him.

several civilians were walking around, chatting, having fun and completely oblivious to Goro Spike Majima. Unaware that there was a Yakuza Patriarch son walking around Sotenbori looking for an underground fighting arena. Not really surprising considering The Mad Dog Of Sotenbori Has not been active in Sotenbori for the last few years. Spike saw a man leaning against the stone bridge reeling. He looked lost in thought and was occasionally looking around to see the other younger creatures walking around, oblivious to the creatures’ backstory with his daughter, patriarch Nishtani and Yakuza and murder in general.

Spike walked up to him, being careful as to not startle the man. He did not want to make a bad first impression. He tapped the man on his left shoulder and the man turned to him.

”Can I help you?” Billiken cautiously asked Spike, not knowing who this creature was. Only because he looked like someone he once knew, did not mean that it necessarily was the same creature. Spike fidgeted a little bit awkwardly which he should not technically do because that will give the wrong impression to Sotenbori Yakuza and Yakuza-Wannabe.

”Yes, you see, I am the son of Patriarch Majima, you might remember him as Majima Goro? My father found you were alive a few months after the Makoto Makimura incident and has sadly not contacted you for what I know. I was wondering if you still held underground fighting? I want to impress my father with my skills In fighting.” His voice held a little bit of pleading in his voice. This was his only chance after all. He would not have the same opportunity next time and that was very bad for him if it came to that.

Billiken looked at him, calculating him, trying to figure out his true intentions. He was trying to see if Spike was lying, but he found no trace at all. He wasn’t really surprised that Majima would have a child considering how he acted. He noticed that Spike had a sense of something else that must be from his mother...

If what you are saying is true, then I have no problem at all, guiding you towards the underground fighting arena. But how do I know you are telling the truth?” Billiken was good, real good. Spike was lost on this one, until.

”Nishitani took revenge for you on the one who killed your daughter. He was the Kijin Patriarch and an Omi Alliance Subsidiary. He did not want you to feel saddened and get your hands dirty and did the murder himself.”

Spike hoped that he did not make a mistake. The air was tense, Billiken was looking into the water, the same water where his daughter’s killer had been tossed in by Nishitani. Billiken turned to look at Spike and said creature turned to him, hoping he said the right thing.

”I believe you. No one but me, Nishitani, Your father and now you know the story. Follow me.” Billiken commanded, making Spike follow him without question. They walked down a stone staircase and saw the water shimmering from the sunlight. Spike smirked inwardly. This would be a good fight.

Present Time, Equestria, Canterlot High School.

“Man, that was an intense fight that day. I won as well, good fucking money.” Spike murmured to himself. He heard the bell ring, signalling that it was time to study again. He sighed and headed for his next class, not looking forward to it.

After the last class, Spike practically ran home so he could put on the clothing that he felt the most comfortable with. He was wearing black jeans with fancy black shoes that had a scale-like feeling and on the edges of his shoes were metal. He put on a gold button shirt and a red fancy jacket. The place he was in was the house that he owned through his father. It had two floors and looked normal on the outside, but on the inside, it looked like a billionaire lived there. The first floor was decorated with red and black roses along the walls. The floor was made of beautiful red and black marble. The living room to the left when you stepped inside of the house had expensive furniture. The sofa was made for three people and was made from gold. Two armchairs were pure black. There was a coffee table that was made from green coloured glass. There currently was playing cards, chips, money, booze, and even some drugs on it. Spike was in his bedroom, the second door to the right when you walked up the stairs. The room looked luxurious, the bed was king-sized and was in the middle of the room. The walls were all painted in gold and there was a full-body mirror to the right beside a wardrobe that held all of his school items of clothing. He actually had two wardrobes. One that was white and one that was blue. There was a desk that was close to the door of the bedroom when you walked inside. There was also a window to the left that showed the city of Canterlot. He was looking forward to getting into a few street fights with some low-life punks and he was grinning just thinking about it.

Spike walked out of his room, heading down the stairs, and walking out of his house, locking it behind him. He walked in a relaxed manner into the beautiful city. Or well, he lived in the city, but it was the centre he wanted to get to. It was there the idiots were.

He was a completely different person outside of school. To his bullies, he is a coward, but to other creatures outside of school, he was a fighting champion. If other creatures from school were to figure this out, he doesn’t know how they would react. He noticed that there were a few street punks crouched down outside of a store, smoking and drinking as if they owned the neighbourhood. Spike cackled inwardly. This would be a great battle. Spike walked up towards them and they noticed him and they frowned at him.

“What do yo-”

Spike punched the guy in the face, starting the fight between the two.

Street Punks Versus Majima Junior

Spike warmed himself up, feeling happy that he loses himself a little bit. Spike ran towards a Griffin that wore a blue winter jacket with a grey t-shirt, grey sweat pants and green Nike shoes. The Griffin blocked a few hits that Spike threw at him. Spike threw punches left and right, trying to hit Griffin’s head, but it was futile. He then kicked the guy close to the groin, making the Griffin yelp a little. Spike cackled a little.

The other two creatures, both being unicorns, tried to use their magic on Spike, but he did not react, in fact, he just continued fighting as if he had gotten some sort of energy boost from them. The others got a little bit annoyed and tried to attack him all at once, but Spike anticipated this. He started break-dancing, still using it as a weapon, hitting the two unicorns and Griffin in the head with his shoes on his feet.

“YAHOO!” Spike exclaimed as he had a lot of fun. The others were hit several times, falling to the ground and quickly getting up again, not wanting to lose to the dragon fighter. What good on their reputation would that do? Not good at all.

Suddenly, Spike finished off the Griffin, feeling like he was done with him. He hit the Griffin in the head with his left shoe. The Griffin fell to the ground, bleeding only a little bit. The two unicorns gritted their teeth and rushed towards him. They were both wearing identical cloaks that were wine red, concealing their whole body except their heads. They showed their hands and tried to punch Spike, but the son of Majima was not having it.

He blocked all of their attacks and when one of the unicorns who were green coloured tried to hit him, Spike grabbed her fist and hit her several times in the head. The other unicorn tried to do the same to Spike, but he anticipated it and hit him until he fell to the ground. And just like that, the fight was over.

“Yaow!” One of the creatures exclaimed, clutching his side badly. Spike scoffed and walked off, the group that had formed around them disappeared. What Spike had not realized was that three girls from his school had seen all of this and were amazed by his performance.

Author's Note

This is a story I have wanted to do for a really long time and I finally got the time to do it, and I hope that you’ll enjoy this series as much as I love making it!