Persona

This night was different from any other Spike have had in his life, but he couldn’t fully put his mind on why. Luna’s moon was beautifully place in the sky; full and translucent with many lovely stars around it lighting the dark ultramarine blue that was the night sky. When the young dragon was at the side of the lovely fashionista time stood still, and he replied the picnic over in his head as he walked through a Ponyville that was resting peacefully under the moons beauty.

“Spikey-wikey, where are you going?” A voice inside of the Purple dragon’s head broke the tranquility the dragon was in. Spike froze in his steps quickly surveying the area hoping to find somepony who could have called his name. His pupils widened allowing the dragon to define his surroundings better with the least amount of light available. Sadly as he feared he found no other living being around at that very moment.

“I’m over here, no wait I am here. Behind you! Beside you! Under you! I AM YOU! Hahahaha, Don’t worry Spikey; you’ll see me again very soon and then we shall talk.” The Tone and Direction of the voice changed as Spike continued to look around frantically; until finally stopping after the voice’s last statement which caused his heart to speed up and even skip a beat.

“Hey, Spike is that you?” Another voice called out to the young drake, but this one was recognized almost instantly by the purple drake. Just above Spike speeding towards him was a rainbow maned Pegasus. The Purple drake’s eyes widened as he already foresaw how she was going to land; no not land, but crash. Spike lowered himself onto all four limbs taking the stance of a predator that was about to strike out at his prey from the perfect ambush, but his mind set was not that of offensive; instead defense.

The young dragon knew if he started to flee now; Rainbow dash would only change her trajectory and may even increase her speed to catch up to him inevitable crashing into him like she so often does twilight. If he just stands there then he’ll just become her crash landing pad at the speed she was moving now. The Cerulean colored Pegasus was getting closer by the second causing the dragon to quickly count down until he finally had his window of opportunity. Mere seconds away from colliding into the drake; Spike in a great burst of speed and agility dashed away from the Cerulean colored Pegasus leaving nothing but a cloud of dust behind.

Spike stopped a few feet away from where he originally was; looking back to his surprise Rainbow Dash had made a complete stop not far away from where he was originally standing.

“Spike….what was that? You’ve never moved that fast before; it was pretty awesome, but still not as fast as me.” Rainbow Dash’s expression was a mixture of shock and a look that said she was impressed; even if she wouldn’t emit it.

“Sorry Rainbow Dash, it is just…well let’s just say I have something on my mind and you caught me off guards.” Spike rubbed the back of his head right next to his spine while putting a big smile on. He did not want to explain to the Pegasus that he thought she was going to crash into her due to her love of speed and lack of control, but this did raise a question in the back of the drake’s mind. If she has that level of control…does she crash into Twilight on purpose?

“It is OK Spike, I can only imagine especially after your date with Rarity today. You must really be hurting, but I would expect Twilight would be comforting you instead of you being out here.” Rainbow Dash was trying her best to be sincere which confused the drake.

“You knew about our date, and why would I be hurting from it?” Spike gave
Rainbow Dash a puzzled look as he folded and his smile changing into a frown.

“Yea, you know because Rar…wait. Rarity didn’t…..Never mind forget that I said anything.” The Cerulean mare was now laughing nervously; lying was not one of Rainbow Dash strong suits and she could tell by looking at Spike’s face. His puzzlement had turned to suspicion which was causing her to slowly drift backwards before she said anything more. “Well Spike, it has been fun, nut I’m on not patrol of the weather team, so I have to get going. Talk to you later Spike…much later.”

“Hey, wait a minute!” Spike yelled as the Pegasus was taking off into the sky. A voice inside of the young dragon was telling him she that she was hiding something and to quickly grab before she could disappear into the clouds. Spike closed his eyes and reached out his arm gently closing his claws.

“Ummm, S…S…SPIKE!” The Purple drake eyes flew open when Rainbow Dash called his name. His arm and claw had grown to the size and length of a full grown greed dragon. His claw wrapped around all of Rainbow Dash’s body only leaving her head out in the open.

“SPIKE, HOW DID YOU DO THIS? THIS IS COMPLETELY AWESOME! 20% COOLER THAN ANYTHING I’VE SEEN BEFORE!” Even though she was constricted by a dragons claw Rainbow Dash could not contain herself. She had only seen Spike change his size once, and it didn’t end well for Ponyville. “Spike can you do this with any other body part? How did you do this? Why haven’t you done this before?” Rainbow Dash attacked the purple dragon with question after question even after he let her go and returned his arm to normal.

Rainbow Dash followed him all the way back to the library where Twilight stayed up waiting for the young drake to return. He could not get the Cerulean mare to let go of what she called; “The Crusher Claw.” She even tried to get the dragon to make his claw or another body part to grow, but Spike constantly refused to do so. It was obvious to Spike that the subject of interest had completely changed for the Rainbow maned pony; to the point that almost anything that wasn’t about the subject matter was literally completely.

Twilight Sparkle walked in circles a few feet from the door worried sick about the baby dragon. It is OK Twilight he is probably sleeping with Rarity.. wait no I mean at Rarity’s Boutique. I know who he left with, and neither one of them are the type to just go and get into trouble. The Violet colored mare tried to calm herself by taking deep breaths and convincing herself everything was alright, but her eyes never left the front door of the library.

Spike placed one claw on the door handle of the library, but he hesitated to open it. The little dragon already knew what expect when he opened the door, so the question now was; what is the lesser of two attackers? Twilight’s lectures on me being late, or Rainbow dashes can you grow this and that bigger questions. Spike took another look at the Cerulean mare that was still caught up in both asking questions and talking about how cool the growing thing was. Spike’s sight changed from the mare’s face to her well-toned legs and thighs.

Rainbow Dash’s curves are more dynamic than Twilight's who curves are more rounded and soft. Plus her plot has more of a bounce and jiggle effect when she walks which I don’t even think she realizes. On the other hand Rainbow Dash probable has more muscle control over her plot and could probably sque……Wait…What in the hay am I thinking about? Spike turned back facing the door before lowering his head before opening the library’s door and walking in.

“WHERE IN THE HEY HAVE YOU BEEN, DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I HAVE BEEN?” Spike was lifted off the ground by Twilight’s magic and levitated face to face with her. Twilights eyes held a mixture of relief and anger for the young dragons return.

“Hey, Twi….I think I’ll catch you two later.” The Cerulean Pegasus had gone unnoticed by Twilight until she had made her presence known.

“Oh, um hi Rainbow Dash how are you.” The Violet mare set the little dragon the drake down on the ground.

“Twilight, can I get the lecture tomorrow? I’m a little bit too tired to stay awake through it.” Spike was fidgeting with his claws and was doing his best not to look directly at the violet mare. The thoughts of Twilight’s plot were still fresh in his mind, and the drake knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes from exploring Twilight’s form and figure.

“Fine, but first thing in the morning I am giving the lecture of your life! I bought you a new basket, blanket, and pillow. They are upstairs in the room and are twice as big as the old one.” The Violet mare lifted the drake up again giving him a good night hung before putting him down on the first step and turning back towards Rainbow Dash.

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The purple dragon twisted and turned on the hard limestone floor of a dark and abysmal cave. Ok, let’s just get this over with; the drake thought to himself as he stood up and started down the path which led to the blood river at the base of the canyon.

“Spike….Spike….come!” A voice called to the drake as bubbles started to form and burst in front of him in the blood river. The bubbles formed and burst at what seemed to be random, but with closer examination the bubbles were forming a line. The dragon hesitated to step into the river; after all it was just the night before he had this dream a third time with the special guest appearance.

“Come….commmmme.” The voice this time was rougher and more commanding, but still Spike refused to step into the River of blood again.

“NO, STOP IT PLEASE THIS IS SO UNCOUTH!” A feminine voice came from the direction that the bubble trail was leading; a voice that was all too familiar to Spike and sent chills down the drake’s spine causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

“LET GO OF ME, DO YOU HEAR M……..AHHH NO DON’T STICK THAT THERE!” A second feminine voice rose as first died down into muffled screams and moans, and just with the first was unmistakable.

“TWILIGHT…RARITY, BUT HOW…WHY?” The dragon yelled as he jumped into the shallow river and ran following the trail of bubbles like his very life depended on it.

It felt like hours had past, but there was no end to the blood and stone, but the moans of the two mares continued to get louder even to the point where it blocked out the sound of Spikes running in the river. Spike nearly tripped over his own claws trying to stop after what finally came into his sights. A large double door being held open by two stone dragons, but the contents of what was inside remained shrouded in darkness. Twilight and Rarity’s voices became un-muffled as the darkness within started to take shape and form.

Twilight was being held up in the air by her forelegs while what could only be assumed was dragons licked her coat until it was cover completely in saliva. Their tongues slowly traversed over her form; wrapping around her hind legs and slowly slither their way upward to her marehood. The look on Twilight’s face turned to one of pleasure as her breathing became deeper; it was obvious to Spike that she Violet mare was enjoy the teasing that the dragons were doing.

Next to the Violet mare another started to appear; this pony was being held down struggling with all her might to free herself. “Get your grimy claws off of me…wait no don’t tick them the…ahhhhh.” Tears came flowing down from the mares Azure colored eyes as her plot started to jerk and rotate around uncontrollably. “G...GET YOAAAAUR CLAAAAAA..OU..AAAAT.” The mare tried speaking, but her words were broken by her moans and sniffles. When finally the white mare seemed capable of pulling herself away from the dragon holding her down; the demonic creature wrapped both of its claws around her hip, and dragged her all the way back into him before starting to thrust forward.

Rarity’s screams of pleasure and pain sent Spike into a frenzy; the little drake size began to drastically increase. His eyes turned as bloody red as the river he stood in; his claw became sharp enough the pierce the strongest metals in the worlds. When Spike Finally stopped growing his sheer alone rivaled that of Cantorlot in height, weight, mass, and length. Still, compared to the stone dragon, the door way, and the canyon he stood in; he was no different than Big Mac compared to the Apple family farm house.

Spike raised his head releasing a massive roar causing boulders the size of ponies to fall from the canyons cliffs; as well as making the river ripple and splash as if it was afraid of him at that very moment. The massive dragon took one step forward before pushing himself off with all the strength he had. The stone dragons started to close the door the closer Spike was getting to it before a “boom” was heard by the dragon; which shook the area causing more Rocks to fall.

Spike was moving too fast for the stone dragons to close the door before he could get it. Right before spike could pass the dimensions of the door itself; the dragon was not only brought to an abrupt stop, but was dragged all the way back to the beginning point by his tail. The doors closed completely in front of him blocking out any and all visuals or sounds that was once there. In a fit of rage Spike swung around to see who or what had stopped him from achieving his goal of saving his two most important mares.

“Glad you could make it hatchling; I’ve been dying to have a word with you.” The perpetrator was a black drake no bigger than Celestia or Luna. The drake closed its chuckling as the purple drake clapped its claws together before raising them high in the air. “Oh, Spikey… Do you lust over those two mares this badly? I guess what Valtheerin said is true. Nothing is impossible for his bloodline; even lusting over ponies seems to be possible. Not that I ever doubted that in the first place; just look at wha….” Before the drake could even finish his sentence; Spike slammed his claws down onto the Black dragon with his entire might cracking the ground and scatter the blood with the force of the blow.

“Oh hatchling, I see that we won’t be able to have a conversation if you remain like that.” The strange dragon chuckled as the monstrous Spike removed his claws to see him unharmed by the attack. Before The Purple dragon could prepare for a second attack the Black drake had vanished right before his eyes.

“Hey hatchling, look up here!” The drake was floating upside down just above Spike’s head, and with one claw tapped Spike’s longest spine. Within an instant, Spike reverted back to his original size and fell down to the ground landing on his sides before curling into a ball.

“Ouch, w..what happened to me?” Spike felt like his bones had shattered from the impact on the ground; his arm, his leg, and his head hurt uncontrollably, and do to the river it was impossible to tell whether or not if either was bleeding through his scales.

“Glad to see you join me mentally little hatching, and to answer your question what you just experienced was a combination of un-mentored age and your “Valruu”. The drake said walking closer to Spike.

“My what, and mentored what?” The pain he was feeling slowly subsided allowing Spike to stand and face the drake. “More importantly, who are and why am I seeing you everywhere?” His voiced held a hint of fear in it, but that had started to subside after he remembered Twilight and Rarity were beyond the door.

“Who am I; well I am me of course?” The drake took a bow before walking into spokes line of sight of the door. “Oh, I would forget about that door if I was you. That door won’t open it unless those two statues choose to open it, and take my advice; they won’t open it for you.” The drake moved closer to Spike and placing his face right dead in front of Spike’s.

“You know, that is not answering my question… Who are you, and why are we here?” Spike started to back away from the drake slowly. “Also why are Twilight and Rarity here? Tell me what is going on!” The Purple drake yelled.

“This is going to be easier than I already imagined it would be.” The drake chuckled again and gave Spike a large grin. “It has been many centuries since I last played the Chelphroon for another, so I guess it would be nice to be able to do it one more time. If you must call me some then let it be, Damien” Damien sat back onto his plot looking at Spike. “Now for your next question; what you just did was you Valruu… I’m sorry I mean Growth spurt. It is an ability obtained by every dragon after they reach the Gate of Greed. It allows us to change our size, and even shape for some dragons at will, and most dragons use it to remain smaller then what they actually are; even the gigantic ones like the dragon you met in the Everfree forest is much larger than what you saw….”

“Wait…what are you talking about? Gate of Greed, Growth spurt ability, and how did you know I met a dragon in the Everfree forest?” Spike said interrupting the dragon before he could go any further.

“That’s right, you never had the enlightenment stage of your life, so your intelligence level would be what; that of a fourteen or fifteen year old pony.” Damien said to himself as he rubbed his temple with two claws. “So I’m going to have to start all the way from the beginning; aren’t I…do you even know where dragon eggs come from? Sadly I already know the answer.” Damien looked back up at spike before taking a deep breath and sighing. “It doesn’t matter how much I explain to you, because you never had your Enlightenment stage; so there is no guarantee you’ll fully understand what I am saying.

“How about you stop beating around the bush and try me!” Spike replied with a frustrated look on his face.

“Fine, I won’t tell you everything, but I’ll start with what you missed out on; the enlightenment stage. First let me ask you something spike, do you know the age conversion rate between pony and dragon years; as well as the growth rate form hatchling to young adult and so on? “Damien asked; his blood red eyes dead looked on the Hatchling.

“No I don’t, but I always wonder that myself.” Spike simply replied.

“There is no set number because we count years no different than ponies do. What is different is when we start counting age. A pony starts counting time of its offspring after its birth and such, but we dragons don’t start until the enlightenment age begins. The enlightenment age is when an un-hatched dragon spends between the next 50 – 800 years in a formless state of meditation inside their eggs. We dragons are creatures connected to the world on a magical basis do to this fact.

A dragon’s egg soak in the magic of the world around them even before the body has constituted itself into a solid mass; our minds and essence is connecting with the natural world. We are learning and growing far before we even hatch. We are defining ourselves and our thoughts; so when we finally hatch we know who we are, and what we are. We understand our bodies and how they work, because we are there for the constructions of our own bodies. You, you were not Spike; you were simply hatched through Unicorn magic, so your birth was the actual equivalent of a new born baby; but do to your draconic heritage you were always a few years smarter than the foals around you.” Damien stood up and walked much closer the hatchling.

“It was your draconic heritage that gave you the advantage you needed to be able to learn and understand cooking, musical composition, and even most recently giving you the eye to see design. A regular newborn hatchling intelligence level is at worst the equivalent of an educated pony reaching their mid-life; oh and as for your second half. A dragon remains a baby for the first 200 years of its hatched life, and you can figure out the formula; it is every 200 year. So, Spike are there any questions?

“Yea, why didn’t I have a enlightenment age?” Spike didn’t know if he believed what he was hearing, but something in his blood was telling him that it was all true.

“That is a story for another time, but for now it is time for you to awaken hatching. Oh and here is a gift for Twilight, from us. Do be sure to tell us how much she enjoys it.” Damien walked over to Spike and placed a single claw between on the tip of the young drake’s nose. As with the last time, the world shatters around Spike dropping him into complete darkness.

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“Spike, it is time to get up! We have a busy schedule today remember we are going with to meet Pinkiepie and Fluttershy for breakfast.” Twilight climbed out of bed and walked over to the mirror.

A strange burning sensation ran from the tip of Spike’s tail, to the top of his head. Spike heard Twilight’s call but refused to open his eye; instead he twisted and fidgeted in his bed. T..this feeling, I have felt this feeling before, but not this strong before. It is clouding my m… what is that smell and why is it getting stronger?

“Oh come on Spike, get up. This is what you get for staying out so late at night.” The Violet mare made her way over to the sleeping drake.

The smell…i..it is Twilight, and it is getting stronger; is she getting closer? No, the scent is over powering.. I’m burning up… “Twilight, can you check my temperature…I don’t feel too well.” Spike responded without opening his eyes, or even moving.

“Sick, sure you are Mr. But I’ll play along.” Twilight replied as she lend over Spike placing one hoof onto his forehead. Spike quickly Twilight by the hoof and pulled her down onto him. “SPIKE WHA…..” He continued to pulling the surprised mare into a deep and passionate kiss. Spike’s claw slid up her hoof and around to her back. His tongue slithered its way into her mouth where it wrapped around and gently massaged Twilight’s tongue during the kiss.

W…what is going on? Spikes kissing, but why is Spike kissing me? Better question, why haven’t I pushed away yet? I can’t be en…..Oh my Celestia…..that is his tongue. I didn’t realize it was so long and where did he learn to use it like this… w…..what else does he know how to do wi…. No twilight this is wrong.

Spike broke the kiss pulling his tongue from Twilight’s mouth followed by a single strand of saliva connecting the two. His claw slid lower and lowers until it finally rested on her plot which made her cheeks tor pink.

“S..spike, what are you doing? We can’t do this!” Twilight said in a low voice that could rival Fluttershy’s voice. Spike’s eye finally opened; his bloody red pupils stared deep into her violet eyes.