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// 1: Star-Watching 
// Story: Not Alone 
// by FluffyDoom 
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	Chapter One: Star-Watching.

The night sky was gorgeous, and the magnificent puberty-struck dragon that sat underneath it couldn’t help but appreciate every thing about it. How the stars twinkled like fireflies, to they way the moon lit up every single blade of green grass in the clearing he had found near the Everfree Forest.
“This night can’t get any better.” He murmured to himself sleepily.
Spike the dragon was even feeling a bit narcissistic that night, considering he was just hitting puberty, and his emotions had been slightly wacky. The moonlight seemed to hit his purple scales just right, and his emerald green belly was nicer looking than any grass-patch. His nice green spikes were quite sharp that evening, if he said so himself, and he did, many times. Ah, but to top it off for him was his size! He now stood neck and neck with anypony, no longer was he short-stuff.
Oh, and the thing Spike realized about being a dragon, their scales prevented pimples. Rarity would surely have trouble resisting that. He was still head over heels for the popular fashionista.
As he lay on his back in the clearing near Ponyville, something blue caught his eyes, something that was blue and flapping noisily near him. At first he thought Rainbow Dash was crashing, again, but then he realized this blue crashing thing didn’t have a mane, or hooves, or feathers. It had spikes, claws, and leathery wings!
Jumping up he watched dumbly as the blue blur grew larger and move faster towards him. Towards him! He jumped out of the way just as it reached deadly-speeds, but he was unable to dodge the shower of dirt it kicked up as it landed.
“Mother of a-” Twilight would be put to shame with this female-sounding creature’s vocabulary. It was more colorful than Rainbow Dash’s mane.
As she continued to cuss, Spike slowly approached, timid despite his species and ability to breath fire on it if it annoyed him.
“Hello?”
The blue creature stopped moving and a cat-like eye stared at him with immense, well, he couldn’t call it hate. Maybe displeasure?
“What the-” More colorful words spilled from what he thought was a female’s mouth. “Do you want, freak?”
He flinched, freak? “Well, at least I am not some skyball wreck!” He spat, easily hurt by her words.
“It was my first try at flying, I was doing good until some random breeze, powered by ponies I might add, showed up!”
“Well, duh.” He snorted. “This is Equestria, pegasi kinda control the skies.”
The creature froze at his last sentence. “What. Did you say?” She growled.
He paused. “Pegasi control the skies?”
Painfully, the blue creature forced herself to stand at her full height, even if she grimaced with pain at each movement. “You have been fed a lie, brother!” She hissed through the pain. “Prey can not control what a dragon owns! And that is the sky!”
He back up, despite being a few inches taller than her. Before him stood in intimidating, even if she was injured, dragoness. Her blue scales were turned nearly silver by the moonlight, two orange flames glared at him. Her chest was bared, puffed out to show that she was strong, it was a lighter and duller green than Spikes. The yellow spikes on her back were fully erect in anger and pain.
Then suddenly, it all went out of her as she fainted. “Crap.” Was the last word uttered from her mouth, that was suddenly captivating to the young dragon, as she fell to the ground.
Had Spike grown up with any other pony, he would have thought she was passed out from exhaustion from flying, but he knew the differences between injury induced faints, and tired faints. This dragoness needed medical help, and stat. As she fell over, he noticed things he had first missed when she crashed and stood up.
There were many forming bruises on her stomach and chest, along with bloody scrapes because it had taken the brunt of the damage from her fall. A foot was twisted at an odd angle, and the blue claws on it slightly cracked. Her wings seemed puny now that she wasn’t holding herself like a superior being, and one had twisted from cramps and crashing.
He felt like he had been in this position once upon a time when Rarity was stolen by diamond dogs. This damsel was in trouble, and knight Spike was the only dragon who could save her.
“Do not worry, fair lady, Sir Spike is here!” He shouted, though no one could hear him.
“Rubies.” She mumbled in her sleep.
With difficulty that was made harder by her wrecked state, he dragged her onto his back and he was forced to walk as a quadrupedal being so he could drag her to the nearest hospital, which was in Ponyville. Or Fluttershys cottage, which ever fit her better.

“You found another dragon, who happens to be badly injured, and brought her to a library!” Twilight shrieked as she began to work her unicorn healing magic at first sight of her.
“Twilight, only you know the anatomy of a dragon.” Spike complained. “Besides, those doctors would have been terrified of her, and I don’t think Fluttershy would be able to help, no offense to her. Dragons are highly intelligent beings, not domestic creatures.”
Twilight had to admit, he had a point about the doctors, but she verbally disagreed about Fluttershy and her abilities. “You underestimate her, Spike.” She chimed as magic streamed from her horn and slowly began to fix the dragonesses wings. “She has successfully used her stare on adult dragons before, and easily makes full-grown manticores turn into kittens before her kind might. Plus, a constant animal friend that lives near her is a bear.”
He waved a clawed hand. “Whatever, she still doesn’t know dragons like you!”
“And I don’t know a lot about them myself. This one appears a bit younger than you, yet she has fully-formed wings, or uh, mostly formed from what I can tell. Still mostly a mystery.” She sighed in disappointment. “So, want to tell me how she got into this condition in the first place? I pray to Celestia this wasn’t your doing.”
“Of course not!” Spike protested. “I would never hurt a lady. In fact, I was acting like a knight! She fell from the sky in a blue blur, and crashed into the ground. I raced towards her to catch her, but I wasn’t fast enough, so instead, I dragged her to you so she might be healed. All by myself!”
“Yes, such bravery.” The sarcasm was lost on Spike.
“If I do say so myself.” He grinned and rubbed his claws on his chest like he was polishing them.
If Twilight could facehoof, she would, but at that moment she was worn out from healing the dragon. Even friendly spells took effort if you were using them on a dragon, who were known for thick hide and tough scales that were highly magic resistant. The fact that the dragoness before her was able to receive the healing spells as easily as she had, only proved her young age further.
She decided it would be better if she dealt with the smaller cuts with her hooves, and to maybe put her in a coma for her head trauma.
As she got her cut-cleaning chemicals, she spoke to Spike. “Spike, take a letter. Dear Princess Celestia…” Spike began to write. “My number one assistant has found a dragon over Equestria territory. Er, Dragoness, and I suspect that she is only a bit younger than Spike himself. At the moment everything is under control as I heal her for head trauma, a mangled wing, and other various bodily harm from her fall. According to Spike, this was her first time in the air. I feel it would be easier explained in person, and better controlled considering her species and possible hostility. Your faithful friend always, Princess Twilight Sparkle.”
A green burp later and the letter was sent.
“Now for that magically induced coma.” She muttered and carefully began.