Chapters Transformers Prime: Unicron the Chaos Bringer
Heritage back up chapter 2
The Begining of the End
"Unicron answer me!" Sombra said in a demanding voice. "See these! The Elements of Harmony, I now posses that which you most fear"
The dark unicorn king had been revived since his defeat at the Crystal empire by this being named Unicorn to retrieve the elements see he could destroy them. but Sombra realized that if he had the elements then he might gain control over this planet eating monster.
But all he was met with was a roar.
"You will do my bidding, or taste my wrath!" Sombra tried to use his magic to activate the trinkets, but his dark power could never replace the virtues those elements represented.
"You underestimate me Sombra" Unicron said
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The parts on the surface of Unicron began to move in a strange way, some ground rose while others sank, two limes erupted from his sides, joints came from his undercarriage and purple glowing lines appeared.
Sombra stood in fear and awe as the event began to come to a close, finally a menacing head rose from where the hole had been, the right had became a big spiked club while the left became a long curved sword.
Sombra had just witnessed this planet turn into a giant metal monster!
The entire northern hemisphere of Arion had also witnessed this, Ponies Dragons, zebra, and griffons stood in shock at the pure terror of this beast.
The the thing that scared them the most was the first words it spoke:
"For a time, I considered sparing your wretched little planet Arion, but now you shall wittiness, its Dismemberment!"
"Nooo!"
Unicron drew closer to the planet raised his right hand.
And brought it down, and in less than a second, the country of Saddle Arabia was destroyed.
Ponies where screaming and running in all directions, the quakes had shattered buildings and many ponies had died from the impact, Shining Armor and the residents of ponyville where not spared.
Celestia stood at her balcony, the end was truly here, and their was nothing she could do.
Except for one thing.
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Celestia wandered her way through the ruins of Canterlot making her way to Twilight's room, the door was broken down!
"Twilight! Spike! can you here me?!" Celestia shouted
"Princess over here!" Twilight's voice responded
The Princess turned to see her faithful student and her dragon in a corner.
They ran to each other and embraced their grasp.
"Is this the end princess?"
Celestia lowered her head.
"Its would seem so, this monster planet has come here to finish the job it started"
Twilight held Spike in her arms.
"Well at least well all go together"
"No Twilight"
The unicorn looked up. "What do you mean?"
"I have a spell for a situation like this" The princess manifested a book that Twilight had never seen before.
"Their is a spell in this book that can jettison you into space in special force field, it will also put you in a deep sleep that will keep you alive for as long as this field is intact"
Twilight was astonished. "This spell can do that?"
"Indeed"
"Well what are we waiting for lets use it on everpony we can!"
"Twilight" Celestia began. "The spell can only be used once, and it can only hold two"
Now Twilight was more worried than ever.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that you and Spike must use this spell to leave this world and find a new home among the stars"
"But what about you?"
"Even if i wanted to. I have already exhausted my magic to keep this city from crumbling, It is you and Spike who must carry on the legacy of this world"
This was to much for Twilight.
"No Iwant leave you! I stay here and die with my fellow ponies"
"Twilight please listen to me!" the princess had just used the royal Canterlot voice, no pony had heard that in a 1,000 years.
"I have lived a long life, seen many things, many wonders, including you, my lifespan was already nearing its end"
"You were dying?"
"But you Twilight you and Spike still have much life to live, if you won't do it for yourself do it for me"
Twilight couldn't believe what Celestia was asking her to do, she and Spike would be the last of their kind if they did this.
"Twilight" Spike said "We must do what she says"
Twilight thought hard, this was the last test her mentor was giving her, leave and live to see another day, or die with the rest of her kind.
Finally Twilight made her decision.
"I do it"
Celestia smiled "A wise choice"
The Spell was done carefully and quickly, a pink powerful force field was erected around Twilight and Spike, in a few moments they would be sent into space.
Twilight looked at Celestia on last time.
"Goodbye" Twilight said
Celestia put her hooves on the sphere
"Goodbye Twilight, you will always be my most faithful student"
Tears we running on all three sets of eyes, finally the sphere shot itself into the sky, trough the atmosphere and into space.
Twilight looked around and saw the monster planet began to devour her home world, her heart ached with each bite the planet took, it was 10 more second before it had consumed the world.
Twilight could only imagine the screams of the innocent beings as they met their demise.
Twilight could not look anymore, she held Spike, her only friend in her arms as they fell into a deep sleep.
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10,000,000 years
That is how long the sphere drifted troughout space, it could have been pulled into a planets orbit and fallen to its surface, a star might have evaporated the thing incinerating its cargo, a black hole could have pulled it into its gravity defying grip.
But the sphere continued to float through space, ever still, ever safe.
A lot passed since it came into existence, civilizations rose and fell, stars burned out and new ones took their place great beings where born and destroyers ravaged worlds, and eventually after eons of conflict, the great Chaos bringer was defeated.
The sphere continued to float through space its passengers still alive having not aged a second since they rented it, the glow of the stars was its only energy source, it seemed that the two beings fate was to drift aimlessly throughout space forever.
But fate took a different course the sphere reached the edge of the galaxy where it came into a small solar system which was comprised of eight planets and many dwarf planets, the fragile sphere was caught in the gravity of a blue planet teaming with life, the worlds gravity pulled it in and the sphere descended.
It could have landed in a bustling city for all the world to see, it could have landed in a land where their where those who would use its secrets for evil, but fate guided it to one of the planets deserts where the impact could only be detected by the very few.
The sphere having served its purpose, dissipated releasing its cargo and allowing them to breath air for the first time in millions of years.
They slept their for a while, but then a green portal opened and out stepped a atonomus robotic organism who was also not of this world, carefully he examined the carter and what was inside it.
And he didn't expect to see a young female purple Unicorn and a green baby dragon sleeping.
The figure motion them to wake up, the unicorn being the first to wake was startled at this strange being not knowing it he was friend or foe.
Then the next thing the being said was a confirmation
"Hello, my name is Optimus Prime"
Transformers Prime: Unicron the Chaos Bringer
Heritage back up chapter 3
Heritage back up chapter 1
Deep within the bowels of a large cave, a slumbering form was beginning to stir. Its impenetrable hide shone in the dim light of ten thousand tiny glow worms, the rough scales far stronger than any weapon in the world. Teeth like blades that could crunch through the hardest gemstones as if they were popcorn; talons that could claw through rock like it was mere tissue paper. Spines trailed down its back, giving it a fearsome appearance, one that would have sent any lesser creature running off in fear. As the great green eyes opened, the creature’s mouth yawned, exposing row after row of teeth. A long tongue lazily flickered out, the sensitive organ tasting the air for the first time in years. The great beast groaned, slowly rising to its feet as it began to stretch it's long, sinuous body.
“Five years already?” Spike groaned as he scratched the back of his neck like a waking dog. “Time sure flies when you’re asleep.”
Indeed, Spike had just begun the cycle through which dragons aged naturally. After beginning to molt six years before, Twilight had asked Luna for pointers, seeing as Celestia didn’t have any real literature on dragons and was often far too busy with matters of the state. Princess Luna, surprisingly, had connections with a very old dragon she had known in her youth, who was now just entering the twilight years of his life. Twilight, Spike and Luna had then all journeyed to and consulted with this great, wise dragon, who had given them more than enough material to write several books on dragons. As such, Spike now knew practically as much about dragons as any other dragon did.
As he slowly wandered out of the cave and into the light of a bright midday sun, he looked himself over. Still the same color, still a dragon, and still male, yep, most definitely as normal as he was before he went in.
“No wings yet, but that old dragon said they should come in time,” he muttered, glancing over his body. His voice was quite a bit deeper now, smooth and very melodious; he wondered if he could sing now.
“Scales look a bit thicker, and... have I grown a bit? I don’t remember being quite so muscular.”
Indeed, Spike’s body was nowhere near as small as it had been. All remnants of his baby fat had (thankfully) vanished upon his first molt six years before, leaving a very lean and significantly larger exterior. Still, five years after his first “aging nap”, as Twilight had called it, that lean body has swollen with muscles all over the place, and there was a definite lump of muscles along his entire back that hadn’t been there before.
“Must be for the wings,” Spike thought. “When I get them, anyway.”
So, he was larger, more muscular, and his tail was nearly half again the length it had been when he had gone to sleep. Other than the odd sensation of trying to use limbs that were a big bigger than he remembered... he didn’t feel too different. Looking out away from the cave, he saw something he didn’t remember when he had first gone to sleep; namely, a path leading straight from the entrance of his cave. Come to think of it, Twilight hadn’t said anything about developing the landscape around his cave; why were there some patches of bare earth, likely where something may have rested? Had there been buildings near his cave?
“I’ll have to ask her about it,” the dragon said, walking away from the cave and off in the direction of Ponyville. This very cave had belonged to some great green dragon some time ago, but by the time Spike had gone to sleep in it, that dragon had long since moved on to other parts. His story always had something about “meddlesome ponies” in it, though he’d never have admitted to other dragons that Celestia had simply asked him nicely to leave.
Walking down the path, Spike didn’t really think anything else looked different from five years before. Sure, a few large trees were gone, though many more had sprung up in their places, but other than that... it was like he hadn’t fallen asleep at all. There were no signs of any old disaster or anything, so that meant his five years of rest must have occurred during an unprecedented length of peace for Equestria. When he had been awake, there had always been some catastrophe looming on the horizon or sweeping over the kingdom. The fact that nothing was out of the ordinary greatly pleased him.
Strolling along, he turned a corner and a familiar view came into sight; Ponyville. Ah, it really was like turning back the clock; other than maybe five new buildings along the outskirts, the place hadn’t changed at all. The clock tower was right where it should be, the choolhouse still sat on the hill, and there, near the center of town, sat the great tree library.
“Look out below!” he heard a voice shout, and ducked in time for three little blurs to pass right overhead. Spinning in midair, the little ponies looked down on the dragon, a mixture of curiosity and friendliness marking their faces. “Sorry mister; we were just racing.”
“It’s quite all right,” Spike said, looking up at the three... pegasi? They all seemed... different from what he normally believed pegasus to look like. For one, all three had bumps running along their backs, and their wings... were they sick? They seemed far larger and yet less feathery than those of other pegasi.
“You headed into Ponyville?” the first one asked, her bright green eyes looking over Spike. She seemed to be the leader of the group, and judging from their blank flanks and small, hoof-sewn capes, were likely some of the newer recruits of the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
“Yes,” the dragon replied. “I’m coming home to visit Princess Twilight Sparkle.”
“Oh, are you friends with her?” one of the other asked, a small incisor poking from her upper lip as she smiled.
“Actually, I more like her adopted brother and best friend,” Spike said. “Is she in the library?”
“Yeah; she spends most of her days in there when she’s not too busy,” the third faux-pegasi said, his tail ending in a curious little spade-like shape. “You said you were coming home; have you been on vacation or something?”
“You might say that,” the dragon said with a chuckle. “I really must be going.”
“Okay, seeya!” the three little ponies said, and with a small gust of wind they zoomed off.
Spike blinked a few times; that departure was rather... abrupt. “Kids,” he thought, shaking his head and setting off down the path. Off in the distance, he could see several ponies milling about some apple trees that definitely hadn’t been there when he had gone to sleep. Come to think of it, they seemed awfully familiar; were they related to Applejack?
Then one kicked one of the apple trees; yep, they were related to her all right. How else could that one rather large colt knock nearly every apple out of the tree with one good kick? He even had the same mane color as Applejack, though the way his mane stood straight up did look a bit odd...
“Probably just some new style these days,” Spike muttered as he continued on, growing ever closer to his final destination. Soon enough, he was no longer on the outskirts of the town, but within it. Passing an ever-bustling Sugarcube Corner, he noticed something rather odd; there were a lot more colts and fillies running all around Ponyville. Flying overhead, racing past market stalls, some even magically propelling themselves on small scooters or wagons with friends: had there been a population boom when he was gone? Then again, the sheer number of mares in town meant that surely that some of them belonged to the sameparent... right?
“Maybe not everything is as how I remember it,” he thought as a group of five colts rushed past him. They were all playing tag, it seemed, but the lone filly that was chasing them... she didn’t run like a normal pony. She had a feline grace to her that struck Spike as being very odd, yet incredibly familiar; she even pounced like a small cougar onto one of the laughing colts. Ponyville may not have changed much in structure or overall appearance during his “hibernation”, but the residents sure had.
Wait a minute... that was another thing; there were a lot more colts running around now than when he was younger. A significantly larger number; he counted no less than fifteen pegasi colts flying overhead, and at least thirty unicorn and earth pony colts playing in the streets. There were maybe half as many fillies running around, yet everywhere he looked he saw still more little ponies, all walking around with their mother or...
“Father?” he thought as he kept on walking. None of these little fillies or colts seemed to be running around with a father; just a mother. Granted, he had often seen such a thing in the past, but there had been the occasional stallion tagging along with his mare. Now, other
than the few stallions working outside, he didn’t see a single stallion walking with a mare or what would have been his foals. It was strange, almost surreal, like a dream he hadn’t quite yet scrubbed from his memory.
“Okay, I definitely need to see Twilight now,” Spike thought, picking up the pace. Moving past quite a few more foals (seriously, how many were there?), the dragon finally found himself in front of the library. Clearing his throat, he gently rapped against the door,
one, two, three...
“Spike!” a voice shouted, and in an instant a purple shape had burst open the door, nearly knowing it off its hinges, and had enveloped him in a great hug. Surprise fading quickly, Spike returned the hug with gusto. “It’s so good to see you!”
“Twilight, it’s good to see you too,” he said, managing to pry the princess off of his purple neck. “Has it really been five years?”
“Five years to the minute when you fell asleep in the cave!” she said, beaming as she looked Spike up and down. “Well, technically you’re early by about forty-five seconds, but that’s neither here nor there. Come inside, I’m sure you have so many questions!”
“Yeah... a few,” the dragon said, following the princess inside and closing the door behind them. “Where is everypony else? Here I’d have thought Pinkie Pie would have this great big party planned for as soon as I walked through the door.”
“It took a lot of convincing on our part, but we all eventually agreed that it’d be best for you to get used to your new surroundings before we threw you any sort of party,” Twilight said. “Besides, she’s really busy helping to run Sugarcube Corner, and Rarity’s off in Manehattan working with Coco Pommel on some new fashion line. So, even if we wanted to, our scheduling conflicts wouldn’t have allowed for a party today. Don’t worry, we’ve scheduled you one for next weekend,” Twilight added hastily.
“Well, thanks, I guess,” Spike said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “Say, Twilight, can I ask you something?”
“Go right ahead, Spike,” the former unicorn said, her wings helping her keep aloft as she gingerly placed a book on one of the top shelves.
“Why are there so many fillies and colts running around Ponyville?” the dragon asked.
The princess froze for a brief second before continuing on with her work. “By whatever do you mean. Spike?” she asked.
“Well, on my way here, I’ve seen more fillies and colts running around than I’ve ever seen before,” the dragon said. “Also, they look... different. I mean, I met these three pegasi, and they seemed a bit unlike what I remember pegasus usually look like.”
“Oh, you did?” Twilight asked, her voice sounding strangely... distant.
“Yeah, and I also saw this big colt, probably one of Applejack’s relatives, knock almost all of the apples out of a tree with just one kick! I mean, for a colt his age, he’s pretty strong. What do you think Twilight? Twilight?”
The alicorn princess set the book down on the shelf and sighed, her wingbeats slowing down. Gently, as she fluttered to the floor, she turned around and looked Spike in the eyes with a curious expression on her face. “Spike? Do you want the long answer, or the short
answer?” she asked, her tone sounding entirely out of place; mysterious, foreboding, even... resigned?
“What?” he asked.
“I’ll take that as a yes; long story it is,” Twilight said, gently pulling up a chair for herself to sit on. “Pay attention Spike, this won’t be long, but it is very important that you listen to me.”
“Um, hey, what are you-,”
“It was one year after your hibernation began; everything was fine in Equestria. No rampaging monsters, the library hadn’t been set on fire in over five month, and the Elements of Harmony hadn’t been used since before you went to sleep. Then, everything changed when the Changelings attacked.”
“Wait, they attacked?!”
“Spike, I said listen to me. Yes, they attacked, but it wasn’t long before they were overcome by the unlikeliest of allies; Queen Chrysalis herself. You see, it was a bitterly rival hive of hers, much like how ants have rival colonies, and even though she didn’t like Equestria all that much, her sheer hatred for this rival hive made her forsake any and all hatred she personally had against us. She helped us drive them off, and in exchange, she was given something she had been waiting many years for; a place for her kind to stay. They now inhabit the Badlands between Appaloosa and the sea, though she did have one stipulation to go along with that.”
“What was it?”
“I’ll tell you in a bit, Spike; okay, back to the story. Now, soon after the war, both Celestia and Luna realized that it would be folly for our nation to rely solely on several small groups of ponies to win things like wars. The Elements of Harmony can only do so much, the Wonderbolts are useless in a large scale conflict, the guards couldn’t even handle their own against the first Changeling invasion, and even both Luna and Celestia can’t take on every threat ever. Not even Discord could handle everything for us, seeing as his way of “handling things” might lead to an even bigger problem, even if it were completely accidental on his part. So, Celestia and Luna agreed that we needed to build up our defensive military forces, and as such instituted a large-scale repopulation program.”
Spike could already see a problem in this. “Uh, Twi-,”
“Hush, Spike: now, this program would have been a big deal in a time of peace, but seeing as we were very nearly conquered by this other hive of changelings, everypony accepted the fact such a thing was necessary. So, with consent from all the princesses, breeding programs were established to increase the populations of every village, town and city within the kingdom. Now of course, we needed more stallions, seeing as we have so few to begin with and too few could lead to future problems of inbreeding, so Princess Cadence
offered her assistance with many a noble crystal stallion. Still it wasn’t enough, and into the second year of your hibernation, I ran the numbers.”
“Let me guess; you ran them perfectly ten times, and in each case, you realized there wouldn’t be enough stallions to face a threat?” Spike asked.
“Actually, I ran the numbers twenty times, but yes, that was the conclusion,” Twilight said. “That was where you came in, Spike.”
“What?”
“Yes, you; you see, dragons have a very peculiar biology. Your species is immune to not only the effects of inbreeding, but also cross-breeding. This means that your kind, whenever it breeds with another species, always produces healthy offspring that, unlike other
crosses, are not infertile. Also, your dragon DNA has a strange habit of not making itself truly known unless the offspring acts in a way to naturally bring out these traits, like trying to eat gems or becoming used to greater fluctuations of heat. Then, and only then, will they develop far more dragon-like characteristics. If not, they shall remain almost entirely “un-dragon” in appearance, save for a few things here or there, but the dragon part of them can still be passed on to their offspring. Think of it like a light switch; it won;t turn on unless you make it turn on.”
“Whoa whoa whoa, wait a minute, I-,”
“Hush, I’m almost done. Now, dragons, when they sleep, don’t actually sleep, but enter a semi-trance state where they are completely within their minds but are still able to act with the real world. That means they can interact with others on a very personal scale without truly being aware of it; think sleep-walking, only with far more cognitive action and far less haziness. Of course, in this trance, dragons are still aware of their actions, though to them they may think of it like a dream. All of this, coupled with their innate ability to just “keep
going” at a pace that would drain the energy reserves of or even kill lesser creatures, means they can breed in such a state for far longer stretches than anything else; it's likely a survival mechanism, to be able to breed in this state during their much longer hibernation periods. Now, you being the only dragon of a suitable size, it was obvious that you would be chosen for this program.”
Spike stared at Twilight for a few seconds. He was still trying to catch up with what Twilight had just said. “So... I have to go out and... breed a whole bunch of mares, just to protect Equestria’s future?” Didn't sound too bad, though the child support would likely kill him...
“Spike, don’t you see? You already did.”
There; the feeling that Spike had felt gnawing at the back of his mind finally made itself known. How... how could he react to something like this? How could he... what? “What?” he asked. Wait... so is that why he was so muscular? He’d been gaining muscle mass in his
"sleep” by breeding mares nonstop? Was that why he had had so many dreams where he was... intimate with a pony? That had to be the reason, nothing else made sense!
“You were used to help protect Equestria's future,” Twilight said. “Or, more specifically, your dragon heritage was used to help protect it. I know "used" isn't a good word, but Spike, we are practically defenseless to a large-scale threat, and the only other alternative was
cloning, and that would make more problems than it would solve. Every pony was carefully selected for this program, and every pony that was in it was a volunteer; there was no conscription or any form of a draft for this. Most mares want foals, Spike; they just didn't have the resources to mate with single stallions in their home towns. Besides, the kingdom's treasury more than allows for such a sudden population boom, and besides, we're ponies; herd mentality is in our nature.”
“What?” He peered down; tucked under his scales, his dick still remained, hidden away from view. He was suddenly thankful it hadn’t rubbed away to nothingness after all this... sleep-mating.
“Weren't you listening? I said, you-,”
“What?!”
“Spike, give me a chance to explain some more, you-,”
The door opened, and a familiar farm-pony walked in. “Hey, Twilight? Have y’all seen the twins? Ah can’t seem ta find them, have they been in here with...”
“Applejack?” Spike asked, having turned mid-sentence. “Did you know about this?”
“Know about what, Spike?” the earth pony asked, suddenly very interested in an old knot in the wood floor. Why was she avoiding his gaze so suddenly?
“What Twilight was just telling me, about this program... wait a minute!” Spike said, pointing at the orange mare. “You knew about this as well?”
The farmer pony’s normally orange pelt began to turn red. “Ah... Ah don’t know what yer talkin’ about, Spike. I just-,”
“Don’t lie, Applejack; you’re a terrible liar and we all know it,” Spike said, crossing his arms. “You knew about this, didn’t you?”
Her pelt turned a shade of red so dark it had already surpassed Big Macintosh’s.
“Y-Y-Yeah, I reckon’ I did know about it.” She nervously walked over by Twilight, hiding behind the purple alicorn as if she were a shield. “Now see here, Spike, I... I knew it’d be a hard thing ta save Equestria, so... we all had ta do what we had ta do.”
“What does that even mean?” Spike asked, throwing his hands up in the air. “How many offsp-... foals do I have running around Ponyville not knowing I’m their father?”
“Plenty know you are their father Spikel it'd be kind of hard to hide the obvious facts from them. Just in Ponyville, for example, you have upwards of around... seventy five, I think?” Twilight said, her voice almost cracking at the number spilling from her lips. “There should be more on the way after the last breeding session a few months back, so-,”
“Seventy five?!” Spike roared, clutching his head between his hands. “I have seventy five foals running around? How am I supposed to provide for that many? How am I... wait a minute!” he said, rounding on the two of them with a very stunned look on his face, as if he
were just beginning to understand his situation. “You said just in Ponyville, Twilight. What about the other towns and cities? What about them? How many foals in Equestria are mine?”
“Well, I don’t know the exact number...” Twilight said sheepishly, rubbing her hooves in small circles on the floor. Yes, she had fallen out of her chair during Spike’s outburst, and yes, Applejack was still hiding behind her, redder than a rose.
“Humor me,” the dragon said with a deadpan expression.
“Well, taking into account the number of residences built to accommodate the population, plus the overall numbers of mares that were repeat customers-,”
“Repeat customers? What am I, the town bicycle? Has every mare in Equestria has ridden me?”
“Quit yer hollerin’ and let her finish!” Applejack yelled, her embarrassment seeming to fade for a few seconds. “Please?” she added softly.
“-including the mares that came back every season, plus the average time it took for a breeding session, factoring in the multiple births and overall need for guards to prevent any unlicensed encounters... I’d have to say... several thousand? More than five, to be sure, but
there are still so many pregnant mares from last season...”
Spike nearly fainted away right there, but through sheer force of will (and lots of shock), he managed to stay conscious. “Over... over five thousandfoals?” he asked softly, his voice nearly breaking. “What... what... why?”
“Spike, like ah said, we all needed to do our parts, and, well, you fit the bill,” Applejack said softly. “Ah tell ya, it wasn’t easy at first, raisin’ those two little hellfires from tiny foals, but they’re good colts, and ah love ‘em dearly.”
“Well, I... wait... wait a minute, raisin’ hellfires? What do you mean by that?” Spike asked, and no sooner did the words leave his mouth than his eyes widened in realization. “You... you slept with me, Applejack?”
“Shucks, sugarcube, there weren’t much sleepin’ bein’ done whenever I was in that cave with ya,” the farmer pony said with a smile that could make a priest uncomfortably hot under the collar. “Buckwheat and Brambles, the two of ‘em are called; their sister Juniper is a
bit less temperamental, though she’s gotta control her fire-breathin’ a bit more; nearly burned down the barn twice so far.”
“How... how could you mate with me, knowing I wasn’t the one you actually were with? That I was in that... dragon trance?” Spike asked. "Was... was I any good?" He had to know; if he was a lousy lover, he'd never want to show his face again; maybe he should leave Equestria...
"Spike, you had the highest percentage of returning mares; I think I can safely say you were indeed a very popular choice," Twilight said, blushing slightly. "Especially with Applejack here; she'd try butting in line from time to time just to get at you."
“Spike, I care for ya deeply, I really do, but we gotta make sacrifices, and there wasn’t another bein’ in this kingdom that I’d rather have as the daddy o’ my youngin’s than yerself,” Applejack replied. “Ah was against the idea at first, mostly 'cause ah'd want you ta be "all there" fer me, but we need this, Spike, for our kingdom's safety. Besides, ah’m the Element o’ Honesty, not Chastity; I could barely keep my hooves ta myself when you finished yer first molt. Durin' yer sleep growth, y'all just got more and more handsome, and it was just impossible ta resist yer innate charm. You may not realize it, but yer mighty attractive fer a dragon, and that’s as true compliment than anythin’ else out there.” She paused for a few moments. "Besides, there's still a few more years of this program left, and ah ain't done spittin out young'uns."
Her smirk would have either caused Granny Smith to suffer a heart attack or would have caused all adolescent colts to become stallions.
“O...kay,” Spike said slowly, still feeling he’d have to go to therapy for all of this. That, and find himself a job that could afford to at least help with all these... foals of his. That, and possibly get a restraining order against Applejack. “Anypony else I know?”
“Well, there was Fluttershy...” Twilight said softly, magically putting the chair away since it was obvious she wouldn't need it anymore.
“Wait, Fluttershy did this too? Why did you say ‘was’? Did she die?” Spike asked, panic entering his voice.
“No, no, Fluttershy’s fine, she just... she only bred with y’all once,” Applejack said. “Kind of an odd choice, if y'all ask me, but it was her decision, and we stood by it. She just, well, none of us really, were expectin’ her ta have triplets, is all.”
“Triplets?!” the dragon exclaimed, his heart briefly clenching in his chest. Seriously, how potent was he? Did he just have to look at a mare to get her pregnant?
“Yup; Stratosphere, Pin Oak and Aurora,” Applejack said. “Cutest little pegasus foals ah ever did see.”
“Please tell me Rarity didn’t breed with me,” Spike said. In another life, so it seemed, it would have been a dream come true, but here? It would just keep adding onto the confusion he was already experiencing.
“Well...” Twilight began.
“Oh no, she did, didn’t she?” the dragon asked.
“Well, she did, but only twice,” the purple alicorn said. “Still, each time, she gave birth to twins, so... yeah. Walter, Humphrey, Marie and Phillipe are their names. Other than those three, and Rainbow Dash, of course, neither myself nor Pinkie Pie-,”
“Wait, Rainbow Dash too? What the... this is ridiculous!” Spike said. “Did I have sex with a bucking tree too? Do I now have a half dragon... seedling out in the Everfree Forest, with my face sprouting from the trunk or something?”
“Hey now, yer gonna love little Typhoon, and no, y’all didn’t buck a tree,” Applejack said. “Typhoon’s got yer dragon magic and his mother’s spirit; he’ll likely be in league ta become a Wonderbolt before he enters college, the little rascal.”
Spike sat down, his head in his hands. He wasn’t crying; more... exhausted, really.
Having all of this new information dumped on him was really a lot to process. “Wait, when you said there was some stipulation with Queen Chrysalis... did it involve me?” he asked, peering at the two ponies between his fingers.
“Yep; she got you fer a whole week in yer cave,” Applejack said. “Lucky bitch,” she added under her breath.
“Did... did she also have a foal?” he asked. Dear Celestia, if she gave birth like regular hive insects and was now continuously pumping out little dragon-changelings...
“Yes Spike, she also had a foal; little Chromus is just dying to meet you,” Twilight said. “That, and Minos.”
“Who is Minos?” Spike asked.
“Oh, the son of you and the minotaur queen after we let her breed with you for a week, prompting her inclusion into an alliance treaty,” Twilight said. “All of our neighboring countries signed in on the deal, and their royal ladies got have their... turns with you as part of the deal. The griffin princess couldn’t marry due to religious reasons, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t help seal the deal with your help. I hear she had a clutch of seven eggs hatch.”
Spike sat in silence for a few minutes. All of this... it was just so much to process, he had to handle it alone for the time being. Getting up, he started to walk past to two ponies, turning to look back at them before he entered his own, and now significantly smaller, room.
“When can I talk with princesses about all of this?” he asked. “I... I really need to speak with them, only... give me a few days. I just... I just need some time alone, all right?”
“Well, you see,” Twilight began as Spike started to shut the door behind him. “They’ll want to be talking to you as well; little Flare and Shadow have been asking for you, and-,”
The door burst back open.
“WHAT?!”
Off in the distance, Princesses Celestia and Luna heard something that sounded an awful lot like a dragon shouting in rage and disbelief.
“He’s awake?” Luna asked.
“Yes, he is,” Celestia said simply.
“Flare and Shadow will want to see him very soon,” Luna replied as she took a sip from her tea.
“I think it’d be best for them to wait a little while longer,” Celestia said, watching Luna rub her belly. “Still cramping during midday?”
“We don’t know how you dealt with Flare so easily, sister; Shadow made us feel miserable.”
“Well, second time shouldn’t be so bad,” the older alicorn said with a smile, rubbing her own swollen belly with a tender hoof.
“Sure,” Luna snorted. “We think Spike will have a far harder time dealing with all of this
Transformers Prime: Unicron the Chaos Bringer
Heritage back up chapter 4
Heritage back up chapter 2
Alone in his old room, Spike wanted to pace around his bed, but decided the floor couldn’t handle his talons repeatedly pressing into the same spots. That, and he was clenching his fists every now and then, so he’d likely rake through the wooden floor with ease. He had already kicked Twilight out of the library, much to her displeasure, but what was she going to do against a potentially livid dragon? Put him in a timeout? Applejack had followed left on her own, muttering something about “looking fer the twins”, and for only the second time that day, Spike was alone.
“What the buck,” he moaned, rubbing his temples as he lay against his old covers. “Why... why did Twilight have to do this? Why me?” The fact he had been the unwitting father of a huge portion of Equestria’s next generation bothered him greatly, but the biggest problem in his eyes was not that he had so many offspring, but that... he didn’t know practically any of these mares! To think, all of the other stallions in this program were volunteers and likely had dozen of foals as well, but... none of them even came close to what he had been through!
Spike didn’t think like normal dragons, who would have been bragging from Tartarus and back at how many offspring they had and how many females they had bedded. No, he was much closer to a pony in the way he thought, and even for him, the prospects of this were... terrifying, to say the least. He had over five thousand offspring; five thousand! It would have taken centuries of relationships to make maybe even one tenth that amount in the “regular” way. Not to mention there were several with royal parents; the minotaur queen, the griffin princess, Luna and Celestia, Chrysalis...
“This... this is too much,” Spike muttered, rolling over and burying his face in his pillow. He wanted nothing more than to just go back to sleep, but then there was the danger he would breed even more mares in that state, as he was still technically bound by a contract he had signed during his “sleep”. He didn’t want any more of this, but... he really didn’t want to leave. Ponyville was his home, and no matter how horrendous a crime had been done to him, he didn’t want to leave. Nor did he feel like going on a rampage; that would absolutely solve nothing and lead only to more problems. Suicide was by far the farthest thing from his mind, too; what kind of a coward would kill himself with that many children out there possibly in need of his guidance and love? No, he had to think long and hard on this; there had to be something he could do, something so outrageous that it could sort of make up for all this injustice...
“Wait a minute,” he muttered, glancing over at the book he had written. In it was everything the dragon from Luna’s time had told him; everything he needed to know about being a dragon. Their role as a species, their powers, their habits, history, diet, weaknesses, strengths, biology, evolution... it was all there. Perhaps in the book he could find the answers he sought.
Trudging over and gingerly lifting up the massive book, which must have weighed as much as a small carriage, he walked back over to his bed and set it down. Opening the first page, he began to read.
Several hours later, Twilight tentatively opened the door to the library, peering inside as she did so. She had left after Spike kicked her out, mostly to avoid him, but also to give herself time to think.
“Spike is never going to forgive me for this,” she muttered, slowly closing the door behind her. “I know what we... what I did was wrong, and there’s certainly a place in Tartarus reserved for me because of it, but... when Luna told me of what could be on the horizon, I just...-“
“Just what, Twilight?” a voice said, and the purple alicorn did three flips before landing on her hooves once more.
“Spike! You’re... you’re still here?” she asked.
“Of course; why would I be gone?” he replied. No emotion was in his voice; no warmth, no chill, no hatred or love or even confusion. It... it sounded rather scary, for him to sound so calm, especially after what he had been told.
“I... I thought you’d have left, never to return, after... after what we did to you,” she said quietly, wishing she could just walk back outside. His gaze seemed to pierce past her eyes and look right into her brain, as if he were reading her thoughts.
“Why would I leave the only home I’ve ever known?” the dragon asked simply.
“Well... what we did... we thought... we thought it was necessary, but so unforgivable, that-,”
“Twilight, whether or not I forgive you is my decision alone; nopony else has a say in how I live my life and how I react to such... information,” Spike said. “The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. I am strong, Twilight; I can forgive you and everypony else for what you all have done. The only question is, can you forgive yourself?”
Twilight opened her mouth to speak, but Spike cut her off.
“In your own time, Twilight. Right now, I have a lot of things to say, and I’m not going to repeat myself. Take notes if you wish.”
Twilight slowly summoned a quill, a large bottle of ink, and several large, blank scrolls. Gulping, she nodded and dipped the quill into the ink.
“First things first, I hereby declare that I will continue with this “program” of yours, if only for the common good of all of Equestria,” Spike began.
“But... why would you do that?” Twilight asked. “What we did was criminal!”
“Yes, it was,” the dragon replied. “Forgiveness has nothing to do with absolving a criminal of his crime. It has everything to do with relieving oneself of the burden of being a victim; letting go of the pain and transforming oneself from victim to survivor. I have survived this experience, Twilight; only you can pay penitence for these crimes. I have no reason to hate you other than you made a poor decision; a very poor decision, perhaps, but it was yours to make in letting me, without full or completely coherent knowledge, sign that contract, and even though I am obligated to fulfill said contract, rest assured I will not forget what has happened to me.”
“Oh... okay,” the alicorn said softly, resuming her note-taking.
“Secondly, as stated in the Book of Dragons, all offspring of my descent shall know their heritage,” Spike said. “I will not have any of my offspring running around, scared and angry at the world because they do not know how to control their dragon half, nor will I have them using it with a devious purpose in mind. They are my offspring, and until they are old enough to make decision for themselves, I will have a say in their lives, regardless of what the mother may think. Every month a portion of my children will gather with me and I shall teach them the ways of my kind; think of it as a summer camp for dragon hybrids.”
“Why can’t the mother have a say?” Twilight asked softly.
“Because I didn’t have a full say when you used me as a personal buck-toy for many hundreds of mares,” Spike said, a hint of icy anger hissing briefly from his lips. “They could have said no, but they instead chose to use me as some mass-impregnation machine. Which brings up a point: why didn’t you ask me first?”
“W-well, you w-were asleep and we couldn’t wake you unless we warped y-your biological clock, and... there were other problems,” Twilight said slowly.
“Such as?”
“Well... we can’t clone dragon sperm, for one, or else we wouldn’t have even needed you for the program,” the alicorn said. “Dragon sperm is so highly developed, magically-speaking, that to try and clone it with other magic is simply impossible. Not even science can clone dragon sperm, and trust me, I tried many times. It’s like trying to un-bake a MMM cake, only far more volatile and potentially far more disastrous with every try. Plus, there was the whole method of... gathering samples...”
“What do you mean?” Spike asked.
“Dragons just don’t go spilling their seed all willy-nilly Spike; it is far too potent and precious to just be wasted on something like masturbation,” Twilight said. “P-Plus, it doesn’t keep well on its own for very long; maybe a few days, and with every passing day, it degrades so rapidly that it becomes nothing more than useless goo. No refrigeration can keep it contained; dragon semen is laced with the same genetics that allow for dragons to withstand all sorts of different temperatures, so trying to freeze it was pointless. I even tried freezing it at near absolute zero, which actually worked, except upon thawing it was useless again, what with being degraded by those cold of temperatures.”
“Which was why you needed mares to rape me non-stop for several years,” the dragon said softly.
“Yes, and I know I’m going to sound even worse for saying this, Spike, but... there really was no other solution to this problem. I met with Luna and Celestia after the decree, and they told me of such decrees in the past. It happened not long after Discord’s fall, and then several hundred years later, after the great Hydra Invasion. They both knew it was a terrible thing, a crime against the rights of all, and I tried telling them there must have been another way, but then... they showed me the future.”
“They what?” Spike asked.
“Combining their magic, they showed me what could happen if such a program was not put in place,” Twilight said. “The deal with Chrysalis getting you for a week as part of a peace settlement process? That wouldn’t have happened, and sooner than later, she would have attacked us again, only this time, it would have been far more devastating. The only reason the nagas to the far south haven’t been raiding this far north is because of the minotaur queen’s prestige, and that would be useless to us if she hadn’t signed the alliance treaty. I saw countless other horrors; the Gates of Tartarus opening, demons laying waste to our kingdom, the moon and sun hovering in the sky as Celestia and Luna lay dying under the might of some fallen god... I was scared, Spike. I was scared what the future could bring, and so I made a decision.”
“To use me,” he said simply. “To use me for a plan for a future that may or may have happened.”
“The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, Spike,” Twilight said softly, a tear rolling down her cheek. “What we did was wrong, but we had to do it, for if we did nothing, what then? Would we hold onto our pride and pat ourselves on the back, saying the cost would have been too great, even if the world was reduced to ash because of our inaction? Would we have still stood by our morals and decisions when the whole world would just come crumbling down around us? Or would we have taken that chance, taken the chance that maybe, just maybe, by destroying a bit of ourselves, we could save everypony else? That we could sacrifice a few, so that all could be saved?”
Spike was silent. “Twilight... stop. Just stop; you don’t need to preach to me about what could have been or what might not have been.”
“But... but why? You hate me, I hate me, everypony should hate me for what I let our kingdom do to you!” Twilight cried out, tears gushing from her eyes. “You have every right a pony does, and we violated those rights! We are monsters, we in power; we decide what is best, even if it goes against everything we’ve ever stood for! We-,”
Smack
Twilight reeled back, stunned as she held up a hoof to her cheek. “You... you slapped me,” she said, shock driving away her tears.
“Bitch, you needed a slap,” Spike said, walking up to her. “Twilight, I don’t need this right now; no matter what you did to me, no matter how terrible it was, you did what you thought was right. Was it? I don't know or really care; who am I to judge anypony but myself? It is so easy to judge others when you’ve never been in their place or faced the choices they have. I don’t need some self-loathing, morally-ruined crypony right now; I need my best friend Twilight Sparkle, the nerdy little librarian unicorn that became an alicorn princess. Get it together, Twi.” Then, in a flash, he pulled her into a hug. At first, the pony struggled against his grip, but soon enough, she went slack, simply sobbing into his scaly chest.
“Spike, I... the others, and I... we knew... we knew it was wrong... we knew, but... we couldn’t bring ourselves to admit it. We are terrible, terrible ponies, the lot of us; we... we’ve been hiding our pain, tucking it away, trying to deny it’s not there. Only... it’s there, it’ll always be there, the pain... the knowledge of what I... what we’ve done. I’m... I’m sorry.”
“I know, but telling me that won’t change the past,” Spike said, gently setting her down. “All we can do is hope for a better future. Now... where was I?”
“About... about your foals?"
“Yes, of course,” Spike said. “Now, about child support...”
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“So... we’re cool?” Rainbow Dash asked, partially hiding behind a small cloud. All of the Elements of Harmony had gathered in the Canterlot palace, along with both Princess Luna and Celestia.
“Yes, we’re cool,” Spike said to the cowering pegasus.
“We owe you an apology greater than any of us can afford, Spike,” Luna said softly. “We-,”
“No, you don’t,” Spike said simply. “What you need to do is help me make this right, or at least as right as it can be in this bucked-up world I’ve woken up in. Personally I’m still hoping it’s just a dream, but we all know that’s not the case, is it?”
“Then... what wouldja have us do, Spike?” Applejack asked softly, hiding behind her hat. Rarity was hiding behind her, and Pinkie Pie was hiding behind her as well. A conga line of fear, you could say.
“I am going to need the names of every female I’ve been with in that cave,” the dragon said simply. “Also, we may need to clean that cave, I have no idea if you’ve ever cleaned it while I was asleep.”
“Yes, it was cleaned after every... session,” Rarity whispered, not daring to look Spike in the eye.
“Okay then, now that that issue is out of the way, back to the main point; I want names, addresses, races, everything; I want to know every female I’ve been with, down to where they were born and their favorite color,” Spike said, his voice calm but very commanding. “I also want to know the names and faces of each of my offspring; names, locations, how much like me they are, etc. I don’t want a single foal with my blood in their veins not knowing their father.”
Celestia nodded slowly; she had expected as much, though Spike was handling the situation far better than she had feared. “Any resource you will require will be given to you, Spike,” she said.
“Damn straight,” he replied. “Now, about child support; seeing as I am a dragon, I am not only technically not married to these mares by pony standards, but they are my mates, as per the dragon code. This means none of them can carry on with others without my permission, understand?”
“Some of us wouldn’t dream of it,” Rarity whispered to Applejack, who slowly nodded in agreement.
“By default as well, all property of my mates is mine as well, as pertaining to Dragon Law. This means I now technically have an invested interest in Equestria, the Changeling Nation, the Minotaur Kingdom and the Griffin Empire. As such, I will receive a small payment from each nation amounting to no more than ten percent of their GDP, in order to care for my thousands of offspring. I will also need a very large home in which to stay, preferably somewhere large enough to take care of any of my offspring, should something befall their mother,” Spike said simply. “Harsh, yes, but only fair, and accidents do happen; none of my children will be put in an orphanage of any kind, understand?”
“Yes, Spike,” Twilight said softly, looking at the floor to avoid his gaze. He was rapidly becoming the most powerful figure in all the world, and all because they needed him to get a whole bunch of mares knocked up. They really should have thought this through.
“Any questions?” the dragon asked. Funny, how he went from mass-rape victim to ordering around the leaders of a kingdom in a mere few hours, with more power well on the way. Strange, how even the most bucked-up events in his life could somehow lead to something halfway-decent.
“What about the buffalo?” Twilight asked.
“What about them?”
“Well, you didn’t breed with any of them, but they are technically citizens of Equestria, and the chief’s daughter has expressed some interest in... meeting you, and-,”
“I will handle that on my own time,” Spike said. “Anything else?”
“Well, for your mating census.... we kind of already did that,” Rainbow Dash said.
“You did? When?” Spike asked, surprised.
“Well, since it is an official program, every volunteer had to be sized up and matched with a suitable partner, as well as given complete medical exams and other tests,” Celestia said simply. “Every participant has been officially recorded, down to the last time they were mated and how early they showed signs of pregnancy. It’s all in the new Canterlot Census Archives.”
“That’s... not what I meant, Princess Celestia,” Rainbow Dash said, sliding a bit further behind her cloud to mask her blush. “I meant the... other records.”
“Oh,” Celestia said. “Yes, well, I’m sure Spike will be very interested in those.”
“Hello, I’m right here,” the dragon said. “What are these “other records”, by chance?”
“Well... to document your success, many of your early... mating sessions were videotaped,” Twilight said softly. “It... it was kind of a hard selling point at first to get mares to breed with a dragon, but after a while... they just kind of started coming back in droves. Word got out how good you were, Spike.”
“Good? How good? Wasn’t I asleep?” the dragon asked, now more curious than furious that he had been taped rutting mares. If ruling didn’t work out, he could always become a porn star, it seemed.
“Good enough that you were given several awards by several academies for helping them better learn dragon physiology,” Luna said. “That, and many, many mares gave glowing testimonials in several prestigious magazines.”
Spike blinked; here he had all this work for them planned to at least try and start making up for all the shit they had just put him through these past five years, and... there was this?
“The buck?” he whispered. “Okay, Twilight, you are going to help me personally go through each and every bit of records to help compile my list; understand?”
“Yes, o-of course,” the alicorn princess muttered.
Spike turned to Fluttershy, who had been quiet this whole time. “Fluttershy, I’d like to see my.... our foals now, if you would be so kind.”
Surprisingly, Fluttershy didn’t tremble in fear, but gave an almost happy squeaking noise as she flew off to gather her foals.
“I thought we were going to go through all the records?” Twilight asked.
“We are; in time,” Spike said simply. “Right now, I want to meet my foals; Dash, Rarity, Applejack, please bring our foals in with Fluttershy’s. Oh, and princesses? I’d like to meet ours as well.”
As the aforementioned ponies walked off to find their foals, Pinkie Pie sat, staring at Spike with a curious expression. “Does this mean the “Spike woke back up party” is canceled?” she asked.
“No, just... postponed,” the dragon said. “Besides, it wouldn’t be a party without my family being there, now would it?”
Spike knew from then on his life was never going to be the same.
Transformers Prime: Unicron the Chaos Bringer
Heritage back up chapter 3
Thirteen young colts and fillies stared up in awe at the sight before them. They had only heard stories of the dragon that had sired them, but they had never seen him in the flesh before. Visiting the cave had been off-limits to all young ponies, mostly due to the fact that the cave itself had some labyrinthine tunnels within and the youngsters could easily get lost.
“Hello,” Spike said, looking over what happened to be a very, very small portion of all of his offspring. Applejack’s foals; Buckwheat, Brambles and Juniper. Rarity’s foals: Walter, Humphrey, Marie and Phillipe. Fluttershy’s own set as well; Stratosphere, Pin Oak and Aurora. Little Typhoon, Rainbow Dash’s colt, kept flapping his wings, itching to fly, but his father’s gaze kept him grounded for the time being. Young Shadow and Flare, completely serene and regal without appearing to even try; just like their mothers.
“Hi daddy,” they all said in unison, Aurora trailing behind a little bit in her greeting since she was hiding behind her brother and sister. She was practically Fluttershy in miniature, save for the small spines down her back and the tiny fangs poking out from behind her lips. Flare and Shadow were silent, content with simply staring at their father; they too were nearly mirror images of their respective mothers. In fact, most of them were, with a few more obvious signs here and there that they were his children. Some had scales on legs, others had hands instead of hooves and several had dragon-like tails.
“Do you know why you’re here?” the larger dragon asked, a small piece of his heart aching at the fact they had called him “daddy”. He’d have never thought he’d hear those words in a very long time, if at all, and yet they were tainted by the knowledge that these foals of his were the product of lies and rights violations.
He refused to care about that last part.
“Well, momma said we’d be meetin’ ya fer the first time-,” Buckwheat said slowly.
“And she’s bin wantin’ us ta meet ya fer what seems like forever-,” Brambles continued.
“But she told us she was scared of yer reaction, so she hid us away fer a few hours before y’all brought us to the palace,” Juniper said, finishing her brothers statements. “Why would she be scared of our reaction?”
“Children, do you know the difference between good and bad?” Spike asked.
“Yes sir,” they replied at the same time.
“Please, don’t call me sir; my name is Spike,” the dragon said, gently pinching the bridge of his nose. Okay, this might be easier and yet harder than he had thought. He didn’t want to crush their spirits and possibly scar them from such a young age with knowledge of what their mothers did, but... they had to know a few things; important things that only their father seemed capable of telling them.
“Okay dad,” Typhoon said, his squeaky little voice nearly giving Spike diabetes.
“Children, what do you think of when somepony does something bad?”
“Like eat all the cookies?” Humphrey asked.
“I knew it was you!” Walter shouted.
“Yes, Humphrey, like that,” Spike said, hoping these two didn’t fight all the time. “Can you think of anything else?”
“When some ponies just want to watch the world burn?” Phillipe asked, his eyes going out-of-focus for a split second as he spoke.
Spike stared at the young unicorn for a few seconds. “...sure,” he said. “No, I was thinking about other things, like when somepony is mean to you or does something mean.”
“Ohhh,” the little foals said in unison.
“Why?” Pin Oak asked. “Did somepony do something mean to you?”
“Yes.” Understatement of the century right there. “Some ponies did some very mean things to me.”
“Are they in trouble? I don’t like it when others get in trouble, it makes me sad,” Marie said softly, curling her little dragon tail around her body like a blanket. Come to think of it, she was probably still young enough to have one.
“You could say they are in lots of trouble,” the dragon said softly.
“Is it our moms? It is, isn’t it?” Stratosphere asked, clearly one of the more developed of the group. That, or he could really connect the dots in a conversation.
“Yes, Stratosphere; they all did something very mean to me several years ago,” the dragon said. “They weren’t the only ones, either, but they were my best friends.”
“Are they going to jail?” Aurora asked, peeking out from behind her siblings. “Is momma gonna got to jail?”
Several of the foals started tearing up at that question.
“No, no, Aurora, none of them are going to jail,” Spike said softly, feeling an overwhelming urge to cuddle and coddle these little foals. Male dragons, as it turned out, were nearly as protective of their offspring as a female was, so if the situation was reversed, and Spike was the mother of each and every one of these foals, then (s)he’d likely spirit them away from all of this. But Spike couldn’t; he was a male dragon, and as much as he may have wished that none of this had happened, he couldn’t care for thirteen young foals like they needed to be. He just wasn’t built for the task, both physically and mentally. In time, he would be able to care for them as a father should but for right now, they didn’t need an authoritative figure; they needed their daddy. “They just made mistakes was all.”
“But... they didn’t mean it, right?” Aurora asked, slowly walking up to Spike and looking him right in the eyes. “They didn’t meant to hurt you, did they?”
“They didn’t mean to, but they didn’t not mean to,” the dragon said, gingerly pulling the little filly in for a hug. As a group, the dozen other foals slowly walked over and cuddled against their father. “They didn’t ask me if I was okay with what they were doing. What they did was bad, yes, and I forgave them all for it, but it’s something they will be living with for the rest of their lives.”
“Why didn’t they ask you? What didn’t they ask you?” Juniper asked softly.
“They didn’t ask me if they wanted to start a family,” Spike said softly, breathing in the scent of his children. Each of them had a unique smell, and as a dragon, once imprinted in his memory, he would always know them by smell. Highly developed olfactory senses, as Twilight would say. “They didn’t ask me if I wanted foals.”
“But... you did, right?” Pin Oak asked. “You... you did want a family, right?”
Telling them right now that Spike had not wanted a family so soon would destroy them; telling them they were the spawn of some rape-enabling program designed to save the country and that Spike had not even been there to see them born... it broke his heart to even consider telling them the truth.
No, they would not know; not today, not tomorrow, not for a great many years. In time, they would know the whole truth, hopefully when they were old enough to make their own decisions in life and be their own selves, but for now, at this tender, trusting age, they didn’t need that. They needed a false lie; something to make them feel better.
“I did; I did want a family,” Spike said, nuzzling the top of Pin Oak’s mane, earning a cute little giggle from her. “I just... I just hadn’t expected to be blessed with one so soon was all.”
“But... what our moms did was bad, and I thought all ponies who do bad are bad,” Walter said.
“Not all ponies who do bad are bad ponies, Walter,” the dragon said, already thinking that “Wally” was a much better nickname for him. “Ponies make mistakes; we all do. You just have to forgive yourself and others if you are going to be free from your choices.”
“We were mistakes?” Marie asked quietly.
Right in the feels.
“No, no, of course not,” Spike said, his tone dropping several octaves to a soothing, smooth whisper. “You thirteen are my treasures; you are the farthest things from mistakes. I just wish I had known you all when you were younger; I wish I could have been there when you were born.”
“Why weren’t you?” Buckwheat asked. “Ma said you were off somewhere, doin’ sun dragon stuff.”
“She’s right; I was off, doing dragon things,” Spike said. “Dragons can sleep for very long naps, and we grow during those naps. I was growing these last five years; before I went to sleep, I was just a hair taller than your moms.”
“Now yer bigger,” Brambles said with a small giggle. “Alot bigger; yer even bigger than Uncle Mac!”
“Dad,” Flare said, speaking for the first time. “Do you love our moms?”
“Of course I love them,” Spike said with a sigh. “I still love them, even if they did bad things to me. I’ll always love them, because they’re family; you always love family, and you always look out for them.”
“But why?” Shadow asked. “Why do you love them after they did bad things to you?”
“Because I forgave them,” the dragon said simply. “Loving and forgiving go hoof in hoof; it’s not easy. It’s never easy to forgive, children, but I forgave your mothers for everything. They just need some time to forgive themselves and think about what they’ve done.”
“So... they’re on a timeout?” Typhoon asked.
“You could say that,” Spike said. Off in the distance, a bell rang. “Okay kids, go find your moms, and send back in Auntie Twilight. I need to talk with her about some things.”
“Okay dad,” they all said in some form or another. With tons of hugs and a few nuzzles from his daughters, Spike watched the thirteen of them either trot or fly off. After they disappeared around a corner, Spike saw Twilight emerge from around the corner and slowly walk over to him.
“So?” she asked as Spike rose to his feet.
“They are incredible,” Spike said softly. “I just... I just wished they weren’t born into the same world they live in. I should have been there: I should have been a willing participant in their creation.”
Twilight flinched slightly; he was never going to let go of that point, and she was hoping he never would. “Did... did you tell them?” she asked softly.
“Of course not; they are not privy to the same sorts of surprises I was so recently subject to,” Spike said. “Now, I’m still going to be needing to visit all of my other children, which means I’ll be moving around the country a lot. Tell me, where are the largest groups of my children located?”
“Well, outside of Ponyville, only several major cities have fairly high concentrations,” the purple alicorn said. “Manehattan, Los Pegasus, Baltimare... places like that. After that, most of your foals are scattered across the country, with many of them living in rural areas. You were a big hit with the Apple family’s relatives, after all.”
“Great, I was banged by Applejack and all of her cousins,” Spike said, partially enjoying the sight of Twilight squirming at his words. “Which reminds me, you said dragons are immune to the effects of inbreeding, correct?”
“Y-Yes, I said that, though I don’t see-,”
“Purebred dragons are immune, but I’m willing to be hybrids and those greater removed from their original ancestor are not. This means that after the names of each and every one of my offspring are known and every little one is accounted for, there will have to be a registry put up in order to prevent them from interbreeding. I have no idea just what sorts of trait they could inherit from their mothers should they chose to give me an even larger family in the years to come, but I will not have them dating their own flesh and blood.” Spike didn’t like the fact that dragons were immune to inbreeding; this meant somewhere in the deep past, the ancestors of dragons were likely boning every relative they had, a thought that made him feel rather ill.
“A-Anything else?” Twilight asked.
“Yes,” the dragon replied. “I will want to see some of my other children tomorrow, after I get a good night’s sleep and mull over the events of today. At the top of the list, I wish to meet my son, Minos, and soon after that, the griffin princess.”
“Well, the journey to the lands of the minotaurs may take several days and the griffins longer, even if you could fly, and from what I’ve heard, those children attending school for the first time,” the purple alicorn said slowly.
“Attending school? Aren’t they near the same age as all of my other children?” Spike asked, slightly confused.
“Yes, well, hybrids age in appearance slightly faster than purebred counterparts, Spike, though only for the first few years. After this initial period, they have the same appearance and mental faculties of one about two years older than them, so think of it as them being chronologically around five or so years old, but being mentally and physically seven or so.”
“So, in a few years...”
“Yes, the school systems of Equestria will be absolutely flooded with new students. Don’t worry, I knew that would happen and took extreme precautions for it. Still, building new schools was harder than we thought, seeing all of the ones that will be educating your foals have to be retrofitted to be at best “mostly” fire-proof.”
“Ah, good,” Spike said, taking a step towards Twilight. “Then I will depart for the Badlands as soon as possible next morning.”
“The Badlands? Why would you want to go there?” Twilight asked.
“To visit my son, Chromus,” the dragon said simply. “Also, I’ll be needing to talk to Chrysalis about all of this; surely she will be very interested to know about dragon property claims and such.”
“I’m not sure she’ll be exactly happy to hear that,” the alicorn said.
“I said interested, not delighted,” Spike said. “Now, come with me to the archives. We have some videos to watch.”
“Of your matings?” Twilight asked. “Do I have to be there for that?”
“I wasn’t “all there” during the videos, so yes, you have to be there when we watch them,” Spike said, crossing his arms. “I’m sure you can handle several hours of watching hardcore, dragon-on-pony mating, right?”
“S-S-Sure, of c-course,” Twilight muttered, her blush deepening the color of her pelt to near black.
As the two of them walked off, Spike glanced over at Twilight, a thought entering his head. “She’s still a virgin, I bet.”
Transformers Prime: Unicron the Chaos Bringer
Stuff I put here for later
The day of reckoning
In the far depths of space lies a solar system and its star, the inhabitants of a planet in the system believe their princess controls it, but in truth it controls the planets orbit.
As then sun still and bright gives light to all its orbiting planets, another planet passes by it, however this planet does not orbit this star, it moves freely as it pleases and for two reasons
One: This planet is not from this solar system.
Two: This is no planet
Its body is orange, two horns are in front of its equator with a hole in the middle a glowing hole to be exact, the metal body makes its way to a planet in the system on with life and creatures who carry out their day without a care in the world.
However this planet is not interested in the lifeforms that inhabit the peaceful world, its target no its meal will be its moon, a moon that imprisons a powerful being that is about to be released.
Only it will never get the chance.
The monster planet slowly makes its way to the moon its stomach grumbling for its next meal.
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Equestria
"And the stars will aid in her escape and she will bring eternal darkness to the land"
Twilight began to think on this if all this book it said was true then she had to take immediate action, packing her thing she made her way to her room and requested Spike to write a letter.
Space.
The monster planets inner screens displayed every major thing that happened in the universe, while it could she many things it could not see everything at once, it now observed a purple pony write a letter to her ruler about an impending doom that was about to be unleashed from the moon and an solution to try and prevent said disaster.
Little did the unicorn know that its watcher was the solution.
Equestria.
Twilight's day had not gone as she planned, she wanted to take action to try and stop Nightmare Moon but instead she was busy setting up the summer sun celebration and to make things even more harder every pony she bumped into seemed crazy to her.
She was not here to make friends like Celestia insisted she had to do her duty.
"Twilight come on its time for the summer sun Celebration" Spike said
Twilight got up from her bed and followed Spike out the door her mind was so focused on Nightmare m=Moon that she didn't even see where she was going and bumped into a pony.
"Hey whats going on? Twilight then saw all the other ponies standing still and looking at the sky, Twilight and Spike looked up to see what had their attention.
Then they too where shocked beyond belief.
All the ponies watched as a giant orange planet neared the moon.
Nightmare Moon formally Luna stood on the surface of her Moon. She had waited a thousand years for this finally she would be released from her prison and exact revenge on her sister.
Yet despite this fact she could help but fell a presence, a large presence looming over her. After hearing a faint rumble in space she turned.
And couldn't believe her eyes.
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Right in from of her was a giant metal planet with a large gaping hole in its center.
And whats worse is that the hole began to such her and the moon into itself
"NNNOOOOOO!" Nightmare screamed as she was puled into he planets body, once in their she felt as she was torn apart at the seems her body begin draining of her life force until she succumb to her injuries.
And then Nightmare Moon Formally Princess Luna was dead.
Canterlot
Celestia watch as this thing, this monster planet bar its ring of teeth its horns dug themselves into the moon and without hesitation the planet began to feast upon the lunar rock.
The second the thing crunched the moon Celestia felt a sharp pain as if someone had just died, fear she knew who tears began to form in her eyes.
In her room the sound of a crack was heard and a picture of princess Luna fell to the floor and shattered.
And for the first time in a thousand years Celestia cried.
The ponies of Equestria watched as the monster planet devoured their moon before their very eyes, normally Pinkie would make a joke but this was nothing to joke about, Rarity had fainted from the event Rainbow didn't fly she sat their with her mouth open Fluttehrshy was hiding in a tree waiting until it all blew over, Applejacks hat blew of as she stood their like a statue and Twilight she was just taken for words, she asked for a solution like the Elements of Harmony to stop Nightmare Moon but nothing in the book said anything about a giant monster planet devouring the moon.
All the ponies watched as the thing continued to eat the moon the lunar light fading with each bite.
finally the planet finished devouring the moon, its internal systems converting the waste into energy and power, the ring on its body began to glow as it began to leave the planets orbit.
Twilight watched as the planet began to float away into space to the point when it was only a spec them it was out of sight.
It was a full minute before anypony said something.
"Twilight what was that thing?" Spike asked
And for the first time in her life, Twilight didn't know the answer.
Twilight went back to Canterlot and at the castle she and Celestia discussed what had just happened
Later Celestia told Twilight that she meant for her to find the Elements in hope of restoring Nightmare Moon back to the sister she knew but after what had just happened she knew in her heart that her sister was dead and the she would never see her again.
Celestia dismissed Twilight saying she wanted to be alone.
Twilight went back to her room and just sat their, stunt buy the fact that she could have more than just a life in Canertlot, she could have had friends, friends she never knew.
But all that was taken away from her when a planet ate the moon.
Transformers Prime: Unicron the Chaos Bringer
Heritage back up chapter 1
It is my Great pleasure to pronuce you Dead!
Nearly a year passed scince a giant planet moster ate the moon, life went on normally for Twilight, but she eventually began to wonder what it was like to have friends, no pony in the history of the world woulf forget the day their moon was eaten.
In recent events her brother told her he was marrying her old foal sister Cadnece and wanted Twilight to be her best mare, Twilight happiley accepted this and began planning for the wedding.
The day came when Changlings Attacked the city for it turned out the their queen was posed as Cadence to marry Shining, the Queen and her forces where quickly expeled and the real Cadnce was found.
Finally on the next day the weeding was about to commence, Cadnce walked in and up to the platform where she was to be wed.
Then Celestia began to say the words.
"Mares and Gentelcolts we ar gathered here today the celebrate the union of Princess Cadnce and Shing Armor"
Twilight was so proud of her brother he was gonna have the life he always wanted.
"If their are any reasons why these two sould not be wed speak now or foreever hold your peice"
For a while no one said anything, no one had any objection looks like Twilights brother was going to marry the pony of his dreams.
Then their was a rumble which grew louder and more vionlent and finally.
The roof came off All the ponies looked up and they couldn't belive their eyes.
Their in the sky was the giant monster planet that ate the moon 11 months ago.
And for the first time....it spoke in a insanely deep voice.
"Yes I have an objection"
The ponies where so scared that they didn't even notice that Cadnce was being sucked up into it.
By the time someone saw her she was already out of reach.
"Cadnece!" Shining screamed
"Shining help me!" She cried out.
But it was too late a lighting bolt came out of its hole and struck her, Cadnce srceamed in agony and then expoloded.
When the dust cleared their was nothing left of her but her crown which fell at the ponies feet.
The planet left the skys and retreated into the far depths of space once again.
The entire city of canterlot paniced for awile before settling down.
The castle wedding room was empty save for Shining Armor who was holding Cadnces crown, he had been crying for a while now.
Twilight then oined him to give some comfort.
The monster planet had taken away the Moon, Celestias Sister Luna, but when someone hurts her brother and kills her babysiter that was enough.
If that thing showed its face around here again she would make it pay, no matter the cost.
