Spike was walking down a street, impassive expression on his face but his eyes showed the veins that looked ready to explode. It was not achieved through drugs, no, it was achieved through adrenaline. The one thing Yakuza’s love the most in the world. Their version of a perfect drug. They get the kick out of it when they fight. Spike had just fought some street punks and some gangster wannabe's that were no match for him. He just gave them a few kicks and punches and before he knew it, they were on the ground, gasping for air and begging for mercy.

“You cannot pick a fight with someone, and expect to always win,” Spike told himself, thinking about the idiots that tried to fight him. The world is a cruel place, it was not the place for those with faint-hearted. It was for those that knew how to fight their inner demons and win.

Well, Spike had a lot of inner demons that he had yet to defeat. He still did not like the element bearers and the one’s that believe that they are saints when they go around murdering women and children! Albeit, he was biased now as he did not know the element bearers situation.

The stores around him had huge sales that would be ending in a few days and he had already bought what he needed to buy. He had bought some really expensive clothing and some kitchen material. He had his father’s tastes and his mother’s eye for beauty. He shook his head, today was supposed to be a fun day. Today, he would be going to an underground catfighting arena. They were extremely popular in the Neighpanese underworld and a lot of rich creatures have become rich through the bets. Spike grinned as he thought about the first time he went to one.

He had been with one of his lady friends that he nearly got a betrothed contract with because his Godfather and Father had been incredibly drunk. They had gone together to the catfight arena and they both enjoyed it. Spike especially, considering he was from the opposite gender.

“Haha! Oh, Haruka-Chan was red-faced afterwards. But it was glorious.” Spike joyfully said. He missed his home where he could beat up street punks and earn good money out of it. He would go there around Hearts Warming if his father has time that is.

Spike saw that there was an alley up ahead and knew that it was the area. There was through red brick buildings on either side but he could still walk through it. There were some garbage cans, and trash here and there. Spike shook his head a little in disgust.

In Neighpan, it is a lot more cleaner, especially on Yakuza turf and territory. The toilets for example are so clean, that you can lick them and not get germs. That is how the Yakuza hierarchy worked. Spike laughed as he remembered a dragon that decided to not clean them properly. The dragon could not feel his head for a few months...

Spike took a right and saw a creature in a black suit standing and guarding a door. This was the place. The creature was an earth pony that was greenish yellow-skinned and had a dark yellow mane and tail. The earth pony noticed Spike and smiled. Spike was regular and only said good things about the place to other fellow criminals and rich creatures that had a lot of cash to burn. The place was cash-only as the credit cards could be traced back to the creature and the place where it was used.

“You can step through.” The earth pony said, opening the door that was made of metal. Spike stepped inside and he was greeted by a cheering crowd and a sort of waiter that handled the bets in the place. Spike bowed down in respect.

“Hello, I am looking to make a pretty large bet. I hope you have yourself prepared.” Spike jokingly said, relaxing as he knew that no enemy gang could hurt him inside of the place or outside. The security guard was a special friend to Spike, so if he gets hurt the security guard will know.

The waiter laughed as he knew that Spike would do crazy bets that would be seen as insane. There was one time he had made such a large bet that creatures believed that he would go broke. But, Spike the fucking bastard had actually won! The owner of the place could not believe it. They paid Spike everything. Spike saw that there was a new girl that reminded him of a girl named Fluttershy. Spike facepalmed, if that was her then she was stupider than she looked. He would not bet on her at all.

“of course! Do you wish to bet on Michelle?” The writer asked, looking at Spike curiously. Michelle was a Griffin that would make any creature female and male want to be her partner. Her body was something that was only described by Goddesses’ and her hair was blonde. She may look and seem like a bimbo, but she anything but that. Spike was never caught by her charms which made a lot of creatures believe that he was either gay or that he was simply more powerful. But the thing was it was neither. He is something called asexual. He was not attracted to any creature.

“Yeah, she is the best one to bet on as I don’t want to bet on boobzilla there.” Spike snarkily stated as he pointed towards the picture of maybe-Fluttershy. The waiter used his left hand to stop himself from laughing.

“Yes.. understood. I will do it right away!” He said, making Spike pull out his wallet that was magically connected to his bank account. He gave the waiter six million bits to be put on Michelle. He had a lot of money so six million was nothing for him. The waiter nodded and walked away towards a booth to the left that was for personnel only.

There was a staircase that was leading downwards to great comfy seats that were made of leather and there was also a table for drinks and food. There was a red mat that covered the whole room to make creatures like Spike feel like royalty even though that it isn’t really needed as he is royalty in the Tojo Clan albeit that is because his father is a bloody mad demon. The walls were thick and held a lot of concrete so that the outsiders and non-criminals did not hear them.

The ceiling was also made of concrete and there were four large TVs for those who could not see very well. In the middle of the room was the fighting arena. Currently, it was vacant as there had been a fight previously an hour ago. Spike did not have to worry about creatures taking his seat as there is a button that is on the edge of the table that either say’s “Occupied” or “Not occupied” so creatures know not to accidentally take someone’s seat. Spike took a right around the middle of one of the many rows and took an empty seat that said on the table “Not Occupied” and sat down.

Spike then used his right hand and went for his inner pocket to the left of his jacket. He pulled out a fancy cigarette bag. It was shinning with tiny small real diamonds. He put one in his mouth and placed the cigarette bag inside of his jacket again. He then used his left hand to summon a small flame to light his cigarette. he actually had four different fires, Blue, Purple, Yellow and his personal one: Green. He mostly used the green one because it is his signature flame.

The cigarette lit and he inhaled the fumes, feeling it go down to his lungs. He is a dragon so he doesn’t need to worry about damaging his lungs. The pony created cigarettes are weak and to some extent pointless so Spike took in some not-so-legal substances in them so he can feel satisfied. The catfight arena suddenly lit up and the crowds started to cheer. Spike grinned as he placed his hands at the end of the armrests and leaned back, feeling a small portion of his adrenaline give him a rush.

”Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the catfight arenaaaaa!

The creatures there went wild as the commentator started speaking about the common rules and some new ones that they decided to introduce because of some small things that had evidently been needed because of cheating and scams that happened in the past.

There had been one time where one of the female fighters had snuck in a blade and that is not allowed. Any sort of weapon usage is not allowed. You are simply there to fight until the opponent gets knocked out, not killed. Spike remembered that there was a mare whose name was... Nurse Redheart? Spike doesn’t remember much but Nurse Redheart had been fighting fair and well, but her opponent had snuck in a kitchen knife that was as sharp as a razor blade. She then proceeded to attack the poor nurse who was defenceless.

Spike had intervened and managed to save Nurse Redheart’s life and he had gotten a good price from the arena for saving Redheart’s life. Said mare then offered herself to him as a reward. Spike may be asexual, but he knew that it was the mares’ way of thanking him so he allowed her to have her fun. Although, he would be lying if he said that he did not enjoy himself.

“May I welcome Michelle to the stage!”

The creatures around Spike cheered and he grinned because he knew that his fighting girl would win. She was very strong.

“I also welcome Fluttershy to the stage!”

Spike scowled as he heard that name. What was such a loser doing in a place like this? Only because she has milk in her tits does not mean that she will win a fight like this. Spike rolled his eyes and continued smoking his cigarette. Spike looked to the arena and saw the two females in the ring, looking ready to battle each other.

Spike scoffed as Fluttershy made her bra sit a little bit better on her chest as it threatened to spill out. The creatures around that did not know her very well started drooling at her body figure. Spike saw a male waiter come towards him and crouched to his level. “Majima Junior sir, do you want anything to drink?” He asked. Spike thought about it. It had been a few days since he last had some alcohol in his system unless if he had forgotten about it. Again.

“Yes, I will take some Scottish whiskey and some beer doesn’t matter which,” Spike ordered. The waiter bowed and went to get Spike’s decision of drinks. Spike looked to the arena and saw that the females were preparing themselves. Spike inhaled the last bit of his cigarette before he crushed it in a glass with a small hole in it and left the cigarette there. He looked around him and saw other fellow criminals that he had gotten to know. He recognized a guy that went by the name of Akiyama Garble. He was a very smart dragon and without a doubt knew what he was doing.

Garble was not tied to any Yakuza but if he would have to pick, he would either be with Majima Senior or Spike’s Godfather whom Spike had not seen in many years.

Akiyama Garble was a red-skinned dragon with orange hair. He was wearing a white suit and blue jeans. He was wearing fancier shoes but was still considered “Normal” shoes as anyone could get them for a good price. He was sitting together with a girl that he assumed was his lover. Spike had heard that Akiyama Garble-San had a lover, but he had never met her.

Suddenly, there was a sound from a horn and the fight was in full swing. Michelle dodged Fluttershy’s hits left and right, not giving a damn. Fluttershy managed to hit Michelle on her stomach but it seemed to hurt Fluttershy more than Michelle. The punched girl grinned a little bit and it looked a little bit sadistic if you paid close attention but the guards were there to stop if anything went out of hand. Michelle punched Fluttershy in the face after she had gotten up and Fluttershy stumbled backwards. Her left hand on her right cheek and her left hand outstretched, not serving a purpose at the moment.

Spike grinned at this. He had trained Michelle a little bit after the Redheart incident. She had apparently seen him fight and she was good at blackmailing... nonetheless, Spike trained her for over a whole year doing at least fifty situps and crunches a day which became more and more over time and Spike also trained her in combat in hitting a punching bag and kicking it as well. Spike was happy with the results. Michelle hadn’t always been so beautiful before either.

Michelle had actually been obese but not overly so. She just had a little bit of extra fat. It was easy to get rid of if you trained without eating breakfast first. Drinking water is fine as it is important to make sure that you have a sort of energy booster. Spike was pleased that Michelle has been taking care of herself.

Michelle stumbled to the ground but got up quickly enough so the game was not finished. The yellow coated mare was livid. She was trying to win and get the money and this bitch was in her way. Well, no more!

Fluttershy rushed up to her, her boobs swaying left and right threatening to break the bra. Her butt was not well off either. The males in the arena were drooling except the one’s who has seen it millions of times before. Even the females in the arena were looking a little heart-eyed. Some looked jealous as well considering how big the yellow pegasus was. Fluttershy landed a punch to Michelle’s face, but the Griffin cackled, managing to grab Fluttershy’s left fist with her right hand and punching Fluttershy with her left one.

Fluttershy looked sick but she seemed to have more control and eventually got up just in time before the bell rang. Spike groaned. The mare just would not give up! He did of course not regret that he betted on Michelle. She was simply too strong for Fluttershy. Spike seemed to be right about that one.

Fluttershy was swaying to the left and right, looking dizzy. Michelle saw this as an opportunity. She jumped into the air and started spinning, her right foot hitting Fluttershy’s face, Soccer style. Fluttershy felt the impact on her face and fell back to the floor, not getting up this time. The medics arrived and took Fluttershy, being very careful to not touch her in a wrong or foul way.

“Good Riddance.” Spike stated to himself in a deeper voice trying to sound like a villain. Spike saw the waiter come with his alcohol and he smiled at him. Not a second too late!

“Thank you.” Spike gratefully said, making the writer bow to him in respect.

“Your welcome.” He replied walking away. Spike looked at his alcohol and decided to drink the whiskey first. He took the Jameson bottle and took off the lid. Spike smiled as he leaned back with the bottle and pressed the glass against his lips and allowed the heavenly created drink to run into his body.

The liquid ran into his mouth, leaving a dry sensation in his mouth that wasn’t unwelcome. The liquid then ran down in the body, to not be seen by anyone else. Spike felt lightheaded already, but that is because of the adrenaline rush he had earlier which was a very large one and felt good. He would without a doubt sleep well later that night, no doubt at all. He looked to the arena and Spike saw that they had taken in some creature else.

Spike did not recognize this one, she had grey skin, amaranth red eyes, coal-black flowing mane and tail and a red horn with two holes in it. It also looked like she was wearing a sort of a crown. She was wearing a red cape with the edges being white and puffy with black spots in it. Her legs were really well defined. She had hit the gym, no doubt. Her breasts were quite large and made some of the females not fighting feel uneasy. They could not see her behind as the cape was in the way.

“Welcome our second fighter, QUEEEEEEN SOMBRA!!!!”

Spike raised a brow. Queen Sombra? He did know that there was a male called King Sombra but he remembered that he... Spike’s eyes widened That was King Sombra, he had simply changed genders. He remembered that he had met him In Sotenbori by the name of Alexandr Zheshnikov, but Spike has heard rumours that during the nine-hundred-eighties that he went by the name of Wen Hai Lee. Supposedly, he died protecting a woman that was close to Majima and Spike... nevertheless, Spike never asked The Queen how she survived or why she even faked her own death. It was not in her place to snoop around anyways.

Spike felt a pang of sadness as he thought about his past. He then shook his head, he could only move forward not backwards. He could not allow himself to be stuck in the past. If he does so, then he will live to regret it and be made fun of. It is bad enough that the assholes at Canterlot High does it, but he does not need others to do the same. He clenched his fists, almost breaking the whiskey bottle in his right hand. The lights in the room were dimly lit as all the lights were on the fighting arena.

“Yo, Majima Junior-San!” Spike heard from his right and saw that it was Akiyama Garble-San. Spike smiled and waved and Akiyama motioned for him to move over to them. Spike obliged. It had been a few months since he last saw him. The last time they had spoken had been in June. It was now September. Spike walked together with his Whiskey bottle, occasionally taking some sips. When he was close to Akiyama Garble-San he bowed down to him in respect and his lady with him of course as he did not want to come off as rude.

“Hello, Akiyama-San. It has been a while. How have you been?” Spike cheerfully asked, making Garble smile at him. It had been a while since they last saw each other, but when they did, they made sure to hang out as much as possible. Garble got up from his chair and gave Spike a bro-hug.

“It has been good Majima Junior-San. Oh, and this is my girlfriend Hana “Wallflower” Blush.” Garble explained. The girl had light green skin with a dark green mane and tail. She was wearing a green and white striped t-shirt with blue jeans and green shoes with the tip in the toe area having a white spot. She had brown eyes. Currently, she was looking at Spike with a hint of fear. It was as if she was waiting for him to attack her. Spike raised a brow but said nothing.

“Wallflower, meet Goro Spike Majima Junior,” Garble said, in a greeting-like tone. He sounded also very gentle. He still held some sarcasm in everything he said but not as much. Spike was certain that he would hear some comment from Garble by now but apparently not. Maybe Blush had somehow managed to tone Garble’s sarcasm down?

“I-its a p-pleasure to meet y-you.” Wallflower said, still sounding and looking like he was about to attack her. Spike looked at her with a raised brow but said nothing. In respect, he bowed down to her to make her feel at ease.

“It is also a pleasure to meet you Blush-San.” Spike respectfully said, still in his bowing position. Spike did not see the shocked eyes of the green-skinned girl. Garble grinned a little at his girlfriend’s a shocked expression, she did not expect a son’s patriarch of a major Yakuza family to bow down to a civilian like that.

Spike got looked up at Garble and saw that Blush-San looked ready to faint. Garble looked like he was about to guffaw but refrained from doing so. Spike looked at Garble with an expression that told him to explain. Garble smiled at him that held mischief.

“I may or may not have told her that you are Majima Senior’s son. She accidentally bumped into you once in school and had glared at you but you were minding your own business.” Garble explained. Spike looked at her with a raised brow. He did not even recognize her.

“I am sorry, Blush-San but I do not recall ever seeing you on School grounds,” Spike stated, looking at her with a calculating gaze. She seemed to squirm uncomfortably under his intense gaze. Garble didn’t do anything because he knew that Spike would not hit a woman who could not defend herself.

“I go to Canterlot High School, but no creature ever seems to notice me. I have a memory stone you see, so no one ever recognizes me.” Wallflower explained, making Spike raise a brow. He did know of a stone like that, but it was said to be nothing more but a mere legend considering no creature has ever found it.

“Sounds believable to me, anyway, what are you Akiyama Garble-San doing at a place like this with your girlfriend no less. I mean, you do know where you are right?” Spike asked, making Garble laugh out loud.

“Yes, Majima Junior-San I am very well aware of where I am, but it was actually Blush-Chan that wanted to go to a place like this.” Garble explained making Spike looked a little surprised but shrugged his shoulders. It was not unusual anyways. It was very popular in Neighpan.

“Okay... Garble-San what are you doing in Equestria anyways?” Spike asked, realizing that he was indeed still in Equestria outside of his homeland. Garble made a fake gasp of offence as if he had been stabbed by Spike’s words. Spike rolled his eyes at him.

“Majima Junior-San! You know that Sky Finance is a big thing you know! I decided to open one up in Equestria because some idiots here need my help. Some of them travel all the way to Neighpan just to get the money itself. So I decided to open one here.” Garble explained. Spike nodded his understanding.

“Understandable, you are a company that doesn’t have any interest. I was surprised over how you were even able to keep yourself afloat until I learned of how much you invested in the stock market but it does make sense.” Spike said, walking down a small memory lane.

The money that Akiyama Garble-San has is only half. The other half is invested in the major business and he has made way more money there than anyplace else. In fact, Spike is surprised that the Tojo Clan and Omi Alliance has not told him to spend his money for being richer than them, then again, Akiyama Garble-San does not exactly throw money around and tells the world.

“You did not seriously think that I was able to give away so much money without interest did you?” Akiyama Garble questioned. Spike whistled innocently and Akiyama Garble made a mock offence.

“Money doesn’t grow on trees, Majima Junior-San, if they did, then every creature would be rich.” Akiyama Garble said, making Spike look at him incredulously. Spike then laughed as he knew that money did not grow on trees. He may have been considered spoiled because of how rich his father is, being a Patriarch of an entire family with a legitimate building company that makes millions and the not legitimate things that the family did that made them earn way more money than it is a surprise that the law enforcement has not arrested him solely for that fact.

“True, but when you come from a Yakuza family that is large and have several holdings everywhere, you tend to think that money does indeed grow on trees,” Spike muttered. Garble grinned at Spike. He did definitively have a point there. No doubt about it since he has seen Yakuza be richer than most millionaire’s.

“And the winner is MICHELLE!!!”

Spike slowly turned to face the arena and saw that Michelle had indeed won and Spike suspected that Sombra was too weak to fully fight. Since eighty-five she (or he since he was a male then) had not fully recovered from the explosion. It must have been brutal as Queen Sombra was on the floor panting for air. She looked very thin in an unhealthy way. She had most likely not eaten anything in weeks. Spike shook his head. He had heard the stories that Sombra usually never ate but now he had the evidence.

“Only one more fight and I will earn fourteen million bits,” Spike said, turning towards Garble and Wallflower. The green-skinned girl looked at him with wide eyes while Garble looked unimpressed.

“You betted seven million bits?!” Wallflower practically shouted but was covered by the sounds of the cheers of the fans. Spike laughed a little bit as he saw her expression, it looked demanding, shocked and to some extent crazy, like he himself was crazy or out of his mind.

“No, I better six million bits, but because I am a regular here, I will get an extra two million. This is one of the many ways I have earned money. I mostly beat creatures up for a good amount of money.” Spike sounded as if he was speaking about the weather. He sounded so casual, not afraid if he even lost all the money he bets. Garble is not surprised, Spike is just like his father: a crazy maniac. He does not care if he losses money, as long as he gets a thrill then it’s good.

“Anyways, I'm gonna go back and drink and enjoy the last fight. I’ll see you around, take care.” Spike said, making a dramatic bow and walking back to his seat hearing the laughter from Garble and the sigh of relief from Wallflower. Spike knew that he had a tendency of coming off as scary and maybe even threatening, but he was not exactly holding his baseball bat that his father had once bought him. Spike grinned as he remembered times when he had made other gangsters unable to receiving children. Albeit, the gangsters had said that they never wanted children and most of them were in their mid-thirties.

Spike sat down in his chair realizing that he still held his whiskey in his hand and downed the remainder of the liquid. Spike finished the whiskey and placed it on the table. He watched as Michelle was dancing a little bit, trying to sway the males in the room.

“I swear, she is a succubus.” Spike jokingly stated to himself as he grabbed a beer that had been placed in a bowl that had several ice cubes. It was a cold one, exactly how it should be. Spike snapped the cork open and placed it on the table. He pressed the beer glass to his lips and felt the cold beer go down his body.

In the fighting arena, Michelle was dancing, swaying her big bum so the males got really turned on while Spike did not even react. In fact, it reminded him of seeing young children trying to dance but ended up doing something considered sexual and would not find out about it until years later. Spike rolled his eyes as he caught the eyes of Michelle who was trying to probably seduce him but Spike raised a brow at her making her pout.

Spike rolled his eyes as he downed his beer in what seemed like one gulp.

“And now ladies and gentlemen, here is the last fight may I welcome you TRIXIE!!!”

Spike looked to the arena and indeed saw the cornflower blue haired teen with pale cerulean stripes. Spike grinned as he was planning on doing something. He knew that there were cameras in the arena so he was gonna get footage of Fluttershy and Trixie “Lulamoon” Afify. He was gonna expose them to the internet. He would set it up on the dark web and then to social media platforms.

“Trixie will regret the day when she placed me inside a trash bag and Fluttershy will regret the day she helped the ‘Elements of Harmony’ in killing my mother. I do, however, wonder how many other mothers they have killed ‘saving the world?’” Spike muttered to himself. He could be cruel when he wanted to, but he did have a gentle side. Those who were loyal to him would receive his back if anything happens. Spike looked at the azure coated teen and scoffed. She would fail just like boobzilla. She did not stand a chance.

Then the ringing signal went off and Spike looked at Michelle and Trixie intently. He leaned forward both of his hands holding each other while he leaned a little bit more forward. He had a calculating gaze that looked quite frightening. His eyes were on fire with seeing this as the last battle.

In the arena, Michelle had punched Trixie in the jaw, making the other girl stumble, clutching her jaw with her right hand. She felt a sense of fury. She turned around and started kicking at Michelle here and there, but the Griffin did not indicate that she felt them at all.

Michelle rushed towards the girl after she had tired herself out. Trixie was a little bit dizzy from her reign of fury. Michelle used her right leg to make the illusionist fall to her back and that is what she did but she did not get back up, and just like that, Michelle won.

Spike wanted to laugh. That was both fast and easy. Michelle did the same thing most fighters use. Wait for the enemy to tire themselves out. It is In the book of ways to defeat your foe. Trixie was so stupid. Then again, she was never one for intelligence, to begin with. Spike looked to his left and saw that the arena owner who he has never learned a single name from came towards him with a whole bag.

The creature that owned the place was grey coated, had a horn on his head but no mane or tail. He wore some jeans with a belt, a normal regular t-shirt tucked inside and a fancy jacket on him. Spike liked the owner, he gave him some good clothing tips when he wanted to try something new. Spike noticed that the piercing yellow eyes were on him.

“Well, hello ‘owner’ i assume that is my money?” Spike mischievously asked, grinning from ear to ear. The owner grinned at him as well. The owner liked Spike because he was not afraid to lose money. He had asked Spike this years ago and Spike had answered quite impressively.

“Money is something I will always earn back. It is easy, if you are a fighter, then all you need to do is to fight. It is that easy.”

The owner smiled as he remembered those words years later like it was yesterday.

“Yes, it is indeed. Your twelve million, plus an extra two million for being such a good gambler.” The owner stated, with a small sense of jealousy. Spike shrugged as he knew damn well that it was he who had told the owner who to bet on if he wanted to earn money.

“Hey... do you think that you could do me a favour?” Spike asked, receiving a nod from the owner after a few seconds. “I will pay you of course, but could you get me the footage from Fluttershy and Trixie? They have caused me some problems, especially Fluttershy...”

The owner paled as he realized what Spike was referring to. He immediately nodded and ran off while Spike looked at the dropped black gym bag that was filled with money. He grinned a sadistic grin. He was The Mad Dog Of Sotenbori Junior after all.

Author's Note

Hello guys, here is another chapter for this story. Oh! Before I forget: who do you think is Spike’s biological/adopted mother? You will receive all the answers that is needed in this story. Some in later chapters and some early if I won’t go for certain ideas.