![]() ![]() His claw glowed purple and Spike felt amazing. But just because it's in your head doesn't mean it's not real." With that, the green dragon walked up to Spike and poked him in the middle of the forehead. "A dream, Spike? Maybe it is, maybe it's not. Unicorn heritage would clear a lot of things up. The little things he knew about dragons didn't add up to make him, not quite. He had noticed that even the odd looking dragon had wings. Now that he was wide awake, he was listening. He lived in a library, was taught alongside Twilight by Princess Celestia, and he wasn't much younger than his pony friends. Despite his immature nature, Spike wasn't dumb. The real Spike shook his head, totally dumb founded. Now, your greed-growth? That was crazy, but nowhere near what you're going to grow up to be, Spikey-Wikey. You have unicorn blood in you, and that's why you're capable of your magical green flames that transport letters. Ever noticed how your scales match her shade of purple? Genetically, Twilight's your mother as much as the dragoness that laid you. Twilight created you from nothing, really. And then? Little Twilight Sparkle decided to screw the rules with a blast of magic that would make Luna and Celestia blush. They're very resistant to just about anything. No unicorn foal, or many unicorns period, could hatch a dragon egg. The egg in which you came from was, in fact, a dud egg. "You, my dear Spike, were never meant to exist. The negative-Spike raised his claw to his mouth and cleared his throat for dramatic effect, then continued. I noticed you went on a crazy adventure of self discovery recently and didn't find much of an answer. You're a real oddity, you know that? You're a pony-raised, unicorn-magic-hatched, wingless dragon. Still not trusting his voice- or even believing this was nothing more than a bizarre nightmare- the young purple dragon nodded. At least he could see what was coming before it got him, he figured. Seeing a form to the voice HAD helped, actually. It was as if he was looking into a bizarre negative of himself.ĭespite his instincts, Spike felt himself relax a great deal. It was the same size and shape as he was, but green with purple spikes. ![]() Out of nowhere, a ghostly form of a dragon materialized, and soon became corpreal. I suppose anypony, or anydragon in your case, would be on edge when waking up in the Void to a disembodied voice. All of his usually repressed dragonic instincts were screaming at him, and he barely registered that his body was lighter than a feather. ![]() As his awareness came to him, the purple lizard realized he was NOT in his bed in the library or in any of his friends' homes, no, he was surrounded by an endless white void. Green eyes slowly fluttered open, and the little dragon blinked rapidly to try and let his eyes adjust to the sudden light. Oh, Spikey-Wikey! Wakey wakey, my little dragon!" My writing is heavily influenced by the many fanfictions I've read and so there will probably be shonen themes throughout this fanfiction.įor anyone that hasn't seen "Dragon Quest", I recommend you watch it before you read this. I'm versed in shonen anime, and I read lots of shonen fanfiction. This show has made a big difference in my life, and I've turned into a much happier person over the last few months since I began watching a show I would have never imagined I would ever even view, let alone get hooked into watching.Īs far as the fic goes, this story will become totally AU, and you'll understand why when you read. I'd appreciate any feedback that any of you bronies can give me on how to improve, be it my writing, my characterizations, or any mistake I make, really. I'm fairly new to "the herd" and I do have a lot to still learn about the intimate details of Equestria. This is my first attempt at MLP fanfiction. ![]()
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