Chapter 15
Twilight galloped as fast as she could to the hospital wing of the palace. Even though Bloodwing was gone, and the magic stolen from others was returned to them, there was still the critical condition of her son Spike that worried her to no end.
As she reached the doors, she marched right through them and found the doctors overlooking the still formless Spike with panicked expressions on their faces. “Ms. Sparkle, we-”
“What’s going on here?!” she demanded to know from the doctors. One of them shook his head with eyes closed shut before reaching out a hoof to her that enclosed her in a hug.
“I’m sorry Ms. Sparkle, your son didn’t make it,” he said with bitterness in his voice. He was not accustomed to telling parents of their own child’s untimely demise. Another doctor took a blanket and covered the baby dragon’s face with it, as a sign of final rest.
Twilight’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as she pushed her way through the doctors until she reached the still body of Spike and held him close to her. He was no longer painful to the touch. “Spike! You must concentrate! Remember your form! Your dragon form! Please don’t leave me! Spike!” she begged to her son as she gently shook him in her embrace, feeling only an icy coldness.
The doors of the theater opened again, with all of Twilight’s friends, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Blaze and Light, and the Princesses all entering to find Twilight crying over Spike’s body. The grouped gasped in shock, that soon turned to morbid sadness.
“Ms. Sparkle, please we-”
“No! Spike! Remember your form! Spike!” Twilight shouted as she sobbed continuously. She begged for an answer but was only met with a dead silence. Her lips quivered as she could only hold onto his body and release a torrent of tears from her eyes, burying her head in her son’s shoulder.
All the ponies in the room were shedding silent tears for the mourning mother before them, though the one who was shedding the most tears out of the whole group was Celestia herself. She removed her crown from her head as a sign of respect and her tears were forming a pool as they fell to the ground. She walked up slowly to Twilight, encasing her wing over her student. “I am so sorry, Twilight... I’m so sorry...” she whispered softly to her student’s ears as she saw the body of Spike lying limp in the unicorn’s hold.
Twilight rose her head slowly, looking down on her son’s body. “Spike... I love you so much...” she said softly to him, closing her eyes and kissing his forehead for what would be last time ever for her. She returned to crying into his shoulders as her son was now gone.
“Mom?”
Spike felt nothing but an endless shiver of cold running through him. All he saw was darkness around him, darkness that showed no end in sight. He tried to lift up his arms, but found that he couldn’t. He looked down on himself, only seeing nothing but the same darkness.
He tried running to what he thought was the other side, but made no progress at all. The only thing that met him was the same chill that would not go away. The last time he felt this kind of cold was when the others played a prank on him, having him nearly drown in the river. He remembered waking up to the call of his mother, who he saw was crying endless tears of joy, regret and sorrow. He remembered the warmth he felt from her when she would not let go of her embrace from his tiny body, seeing Spike shiver uncontrollably. Spike also saw the other ponies without the mirth they had earlier for finishing the Wrap Up in time.
Spike was trying his best to remember warm feelings he has had before being in this state. There were many memories, but the most prominent one was when he confessed to Twilight, marking that the day he would forever call her ‘Mom’. She was already his mother, but saying the word to her was proof of that recognition. This had given him a joy he sought for so long, and what made it even more worthwhile was the jubilation he gave his mother by loving her as her son.
But now, in this cold space, he was alone. “So this... is what death is like?” he asked himself somberly, thinking only of his mother who was now out of his grasp. He closed his eyes again, at least what he thought were his eyes, trying his best to rid himself of the sorrow that was filling him.
“Spike! You must concentrate! Remember your form! Your dragon form! Please don’t leave me! Spike!”
Twilight’s voice rang, alerting Spike to look around again. Her voice echoed in the dark space, and he tried to call out to her, but no voice emitted from him. He decided to venture in every direction to find the source of the voice, but it grew fainter by the minute.
He then felt a force pulling him away from the voice, he turned but saw nothing. This reminded him of the nightmare he had, calling out to Twilight who was not helping him one bit. Spike felt himself slipping away, further into the abyss, feeling his very soul becoming one with the darkness.
“Ms Sparkle, please we-”
“No! Spike! Remember your form! Spike!”
The words were faint, but still there. He thought of what his form was, the form of the baby dragon he was before. He thought hard on his form, feeling a sense of warm coming from him. The darkness however would not cease, dragging him further. He tried, but nothing was working for him. He then remembered his life as though it flashed before him, and thought this was the end for good...
“No!”
With new vigor, he focused harder on the warmth in him and felt a heartbeat. “Is this my heart?” he asked himself in his mind, and focused harder on it. The beat was becoming louder until it echoed across the darkness. The darkness seemed to crumble around him, being replaced by a shining light. When the last darkness was snuffed out of the space, the light shined so brightly it replaced the chill in him with a warm sensation. Spike found himself a plane of endless white, feeling at calmer than he did a few moments ago.
“Mom!?” he called out for his mother, in the endless space ahead of him.
“Spike?” he heard the voice and made his way closer to it, hoping he would find out where the exit was to this place.
“I feel so weird...”, he told himself as he tried to move but he could not see his body one bit.
“Spike... concentrate... pull.... together...”
He then heard the same voice again, this time from above. With new determination, he reached out to the voice. He was however finding difficulty reaching for the top, as it was blinding his vision as he came closer to the light.
“I’m trying to but it’s so hard...” he spoke to no one in particular but he had a feeling his mother heard him, wherever she could be.
“... you're doing it...” he heard again, only this time clearer as he zoomed to the source of the voice. The voice of Twilight Sparkle, his mother.
Twilight’s wails nearly deafened the other ponies, though none of them asked her to silence. Her worst fears were realized. Her son was dead, stolen from her. It wasn’t fair. There was still so much she wanted to do! See him grow up, meet a nice girl...
“mOm?”
Her eyes shot open. It was Spike’s voice though heavily distorted. What shocked her more was Spike’s body was glowing brightly, nearly blinding her. “...Spike?” she dared.
The form seemed to be twitching. The other ponies were gaping. Could it be?
“I fEeL wEiRd...”
“Spike, listen! You need to concentrate!” she yelled, holding him close to her. His form burned her again, but she paid little mind to the pain in her chest. “Pull yourself together! Please!”
“I’m TrYiNg... It’S hArD...” he said again in his distorted voice, as he was glowing brighter and twitching more in Twilight’s embrace.
“Come on... come on, you’re doing it,” she encouraged, keeping him in her embrace. She felt him solidify and the light was receding from him. She dared not open her eyes nor let him go. She felt his chest moving up and down against hers. She beamed and tears of joy were cascading from her closed eyes. She gently rubbed his back, feeling very soft fur.
Her eyes shot open in surprised and her hoof stopped its movement. She rubbed the forehoof again and felt fur again. “Fur?” she thought to herself, feeling no scales.
She pulled away and looked at him... and nearly dropped him. She stared in awe at what happened to Spike.
He was now covered in purplish fur, the same color as his scales. In place of quills, he now had a mane with spiky hairstyle, coloured in green that had highlights of gold streaking through it with his tail being the same colour and hair now. Where his arms were, only legs greeted her. His claws were now replaced with hooves. The once-slitted eyes were now rounded, though the irises were still the same green. There were no fangs projecting from his mouth and he now had a muzzle instead of a nose. From his forehead, a horn was visible to everypony looking at him.
Spike was no longer a baby dragon, but rather a unicorn colt.
Spike blinked twice before looking at his mother’s eyes that were showing astonishment. He then turned to the others who were shocked and surprised into silence. He turned back Twilight and looked up into her eyes again, “Mom?” he asked softly, feeling slightly weird around his body.
Once Spike spoke, Twilight smiled broadly and held him tightly. “Spike!” she yelled out to him as she peppered Spike with kisses all over his face. “My boy! My gorgeous boy!” she said softly to him as she nuzzled him, smiling broadly with more tears flowing freely from her eyes.
Once Spike was free from his mother’s hold, all of Twilight’s friends made their way to the bedside. Each of them all having watery eyes and smiles plastered on their faces.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders jumped onto the bed and grabbed hold of Spike in a tight group hug, with all the fillies cheering for him.
“Ya’ll gave us a fright there, Spike!” Apple Bloom told him as she gave him a soft noogie before returning to the group hug.
Scootaloo patted his back, smiling happily. “Glad to have you back, Spike!” she told him with the few words she could say, feeling slightly guilty for what Spike had to go through earlier. Scootaloo immediately shook it off as she went back to the group hug her friends were giving Spike.
“Oh, Spike! Never do that again!” Sweetie Belle told him as her lips were shaking and a few droplets of tears formed from her eyes. She nuzzled his cheek as they held onto him in a tighter grip.
“E-Easy! Easy!” Spike managed to say as he was at a loss of breath, with him being immediately released from the hug and his breathing becoming steady again. He felt weird though, as if he changed in more ways than one. He felt a hoof on his shoulder and turned to see Twilight smiling softly at him. As though by impulse, he reached her and held onto her, with her doing the same.
As the others gave their well wishes to Spike, Celestia and Luna walked up to the Twilight and her child.
Celestia smiled softly to Spike as she craned her neck down to both Twilight and Spike’s level, nuzzling each one of them in turn looking deeply in Spike’s eyes. “I’m so happy you are still with us, Spike,” she whispered to Spike as she lifted her head upwards.
Spike in turn smiled at the princess’ words, “Thank you princess, but I feel so weird though... like...” he said. Not once had he looked at his body.
Luna stepped forward with a tiny mirror being held by her magic. “Take a look at yourself and you will see, little colt,” Luna told him with a knowing smile of her own as she gave it to Spike.
Spike was confused but still complied, taking the mirror and looking into it. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at his face, that had no scales or quills on his head. He dropped the mirror on the bed and turned his head sharply in every corner to view his changed body. “I-I’m a pony?!” he asked in amazement turning to Twilight, “Mom? What’s going on?”
Twilight just shook her head as she shrugged in confusion, “I don’t know how it happened, but maybe it could be...”
Celestia intervened. “I think we all need to rest first. Twilight, since we all had a very long day,” she said to Twilight with her motherly tone, seeing the fatigue in everypony’s eyes.
Twilight Sparkle stood up from the bed and used her magic to place Spike on top of her back, seeing as he would still need a little time to become accustomed to the changes. “I think so too,” she replied to her mentor and looked back at the others who were also tired from today’s experiences.
Once the Cutie Mark Crusaders jumped off the bed, they were also placed onto their respectable guardians’ backs.
Scootaloo was a bit surprised at being placed on Rainbow’s back, but she immediately closed her eyes as the warmth from the cyan mare was welcoming to her senses. “Is this what it feels like... to have a mother?” she asked herself, as she was slowing drifted into sleep.
Rainbow turned her neck and saw the little filly sound asleep, seeing the smile on Scootaloo’s face. Rainbow smiled in return before turning her head to the other side of the room, where Blaze and Light were standing.
“Um... Princess Celestia, Princess Luna... what about them?” she asked both sisters as she pointed to Blaze and his little brother.
“Blaze will have to stand trial,” Celestia said firmly. “For tonight, however, they will be treated with the utmost care.” She turned to her guards. “Take them to a guest room, get nurses to tend to any injuries. Bring them food, and anything else they need. But Blaze is still under arrest, so do not allow him to leave. As soon as he’s treated, bind his wings, and place guards outside his room.”
Celestia walked up to Blaze, with Light standing in between them. She saw Light staring at her as though she would do something to his older brother, but she gave a motherly smile to the little pegasus, and that seemed to ease the tension. “For saving my life, my sister’s and my faithful subjects’, I thank you with all my heart, Blaze.”
Blaze stood there in awe at the words the princess spoke to him, and just smirked at Celestia. “Don’t mention it, princess,” he said as he turned to his brother and lifted him to his back, walking next to the guards and looking at each of them. “Let’s go.”
The guards nodded, then motioned for the two pegasi to follow them.
As soon as they had arrived in the room, Rainbow Dash ran a bath of warm water and gently placed Scootaloo inside it, waking the exhausted filly. She felt the warm water and gentle hooves as she was bathed, like a pure wave of bliss after days of suffering. Once it was over, she was toweled off and was gently placed on the large bed. Then Rainbow Dash went to take her own shower.
Scootaloo prodded her horn for the hundredth time since laying down. It felt... odd. It was something she hated, a mark Bloodwing had given her. She felt sick just thinking that such an awful pony had changed her forever.
Rainbow Dash came out, nice and clean, and laid in bed next to her. She pulled the little filly close, draping a foreleg, then a hoof around her and pulling her close.
“You feeling alright, squirt?” she asked Scootaloo as she held onto her small body gently.
Scootaloo shivered at the touch. She was warm. She scooted in closer. “...Do you think Princess Celestia could turn me back into a pegasus?”
That stunned Rainbow. “I... I don’t know... maybe. Don’t you like being an alicorn?”
“No!” she yelled causing her to jump. “I’m a pegasus! Not an alicorn! I’m a pony! You can’t just change me! I’m real! I’m real! I’m...”
Rainbow Dash grabbed her and squeezed her tighter in her hug. Rainbow nuzzled the little filly affectionately, hoping it would bring about peace in her. She felt Scootaloo hug back, and crying. They stayed like that for a few minutes, with Rainbow waiting for Scootaloo to calm down.
Rainbow Dash kissed her on top of her head. “I know you’re real, squirt,” she said. “If you really want to, I’ll get Celestia to look at you tomorrow.”
“T-thank you,” she said quietly.
“And I’ll get someone for you to talk to about all this. I’m sure we can get the same doctor who helped me after Discord...” she assured her further and stroked her mane gently.
Scootaloo just looked away as a trail of tears still remained near her eyes, “No, it’s okay, Dash. I’m fine...”
Rainbow just gave a stern look that silenced Scootaloo immediately. “Kid, nopony goes through what you did and is just ‘fine’. I’m hiring somepony to talk to you, and that’s final,” she said with an authoritative voice.
“O-okay,” she stammered again, nuzzling closer. There was another moment of silence before she spoke again. “Rainbow?”
“Yeah?”
“...Are you really going to adopt me?”
Rainbow Dash grinned playfully, “I don’t need to, squirt. At least, I don’t think I do.”
Scootaloo pulled away and looked at her, scared. “W-wha...”
“You know where Bloodwing got most of you from? Me... which I guess I should have expected. You’re way too awesome to have just anypony’s DNA,” she said, rubbing Scootaloo’s head affectionately. “You’re already my kid, and if anypony tries to tell me otherwise... well, they’ll end up worse than Bloodwing or any of his cronies did.”
Scootaloo blinked, still frozen in shock. “I... are you sure?”
“Do I look like a li... argh!”
Scootaloo tackled the older pegasus and threw her forelegs around her, crying openly into her. “I... I... I love you, Mommy!” she spoke as she was sobbing freely in the embrace of Rainbow Dash, feeling as though a wish had finally been granted to her.
Rainbow Dash hugged her back. “I love you, too,” she said softly, crying as well, “and I’m sorry I didn’t believe you back when this whole mess started.” she told her as she nuzzled Scootaloo, overjoyed that the nightmare was finally over.
She let Scootaloo cry some more. Then, she reached over and turned out the light, as both her and Scootaloo were in the bed. Holding her child close, she decided to fold her wing over Scootaloo encasing her in a feathery cocoon and pulled the sheets over both of them as they both drifted off to sleep.
Twilight Sparkle was now in her old quarters of the palace, lying in her bed with her son by her side. She dared not let go of him, as her foreleg was wrapped around the body of Spike which was now a colt’s. She could hear his breathing as he slept against her chest, just like he did when he asked her to be his mother. Twilight just smiled softly at the irony of it all, he never had to have permission from her at all it seemed. She was his mother all the way, she brought him into this world, raised him and loved him. Most importantly, he loved her back.
She was still amazed at what happened and had no idea how it came to be. None of the books she has ever read had an explanation for this occurrence, and certainly for this kind of magic. Though it wasn’t as if she minded. She could do nothing but smile demurely at the miracle of what happened, having her son back alive by her side. She shivered slightly as a sense of dread coursed through her body. What would she tell him about his true origins, how would he handle it. Would he hate her from now on?
Twilight then remembered Celestia’s words earlier about his heart, how she gave birth to it via magic and how it was his own unique heart, not just a copy or a fake one. A tear rolled down from her eye and down her cheek. She kissed his cheek softly, feeling him snuggling closer into her chest. “I love you, my beautiful boy,” she whispered to him, as she too was soon succumbed by sleep’s embrace.
The door of her room slowly opened, until Celestia walked in quietly to the bedside of her student and Spike. She looked down on the both of them and could not help but give a soft smile as her eyes became moist from the experiences both Twilight and Spike had to go through recently.
She blinked her eyes and her horn began to glow dimly, as she lowered it to the sleeping bodies of Twilight and Spike. Once she touched Spike’s horn, her eyes became white as she was now venturing in the mind of the little colt.
She opened her eyes again to see nothing but endless white. She looked around her until she found her target. She walked up towards a heart-shaped object that was glowing brightly in a purplish aura, and it was emitting a warmth that was soon felt all over Celestia’s body as she was getting closer to it. She used her horn and observed the object, with multiple images flashing before her eyes. She then pulled away, looking at it in awe before smiling broadly at what she just saw.
“So that’s what happened,” she said to herself as she flew off into the distance.
Celestia opened her eyes and raised her head as she was back in the room where Twilight and Spike were sleeping. She gave a motherly smile to both her student and the colt who were both still sound asleep. She brought down her muzzle to both of their foreheads, giving each one a tender kiss before lifting her head and turning away from them and exiting through the door.
She walked down the hallways, turning until she had reached the throne room. Luna was seated, going through a few papers. “Ah, sister. The one known as Black has been subdued. In the morning, it would be for the best if we change him back.”
Celestia nodded. “Tomorrow... we might have to do it to Scootaloo too. In the meantime, I believe I have solved the mystery of Spike’s transformation.”
Luna looked up. “You entered his heart, didn't you?”
“Indeed I have,” she nodded. “It seems, unconsciously or not, Spike has always wanted to be a pony. I remember, clearly, the very day, when he first realized he was different. I had been giving Twilight a lesson when Spike crawled up to her and pressed his claw against her hoof. Twilight cooed at him, ‘I have a hoof and you have a claw!’ And then, Spike started bawling,” Celestia recalled from the past where Luna was not a part of.
Celestia sighed before she continued, “Twilight didn’t understand, but I did. He wanted to be the same as Twilight, though she loved him dearly already. Even as he accepted it, he still longed to change who he was on the outside. When Twilight called to him to remember his form, he turned into what he always pictured himself as being: a pony. More specifically, a unicorn foal, to be like his mother.”
Luna looked at Celestia with confusion as she raised her eyebrow, “But sister, surely his will alone could not have brought about such change,” she said as she was playing devil’s advocate.
Celestia closed her eyes which she slowly opened again, “I said this before to Twilight, his heart was always that of a pony’s. Hence why he was able to adapt to pony society and why he carries little if not none of the dragon traits like the others do. A part of Twilight resides in him, just as a part of Twilight Velvet lives in Twilight Sparkle. Spike, from the day he was born, always had the heart of a pony. With the nurturing of love he received from ponies such as Twilight and myself, his heart was able to further developed into that of a pony’s. Though now he has the body of a pony, one he desired unconsciously for so long.”
Luna pondered this information for a while, tapping her hoof to her chin, “An interesting hypothesis... but what does this mean for him? Has he lost a dragon’s life span?”
“I’m unsure... time will tell, I presume. I will have tests run on him tomorrow. In the meantime, I’d like to see what was salvaged from Bloodwing’s lab. Perhaps his studies will yield a silver lining in all this.”
The sun’s ray was now beaming through the windows of the palace, signalling the start of a new day. The beams shined on the the face of Blaze Stream, who opened them lazily and blocked them with his one bandaged hoof. He got up from the soft bed and looked around him to see his little brother still fast asleep in in the corner of the room.
He stretched his body, but felt something covering his wings and turned to see a restraining cloth covering them and sealed with magic. He let out a sigh and he looked back to his brother, smiling at him. “This beats the streets or any lab anyday,” he said to himself as he walked up to his brother and gently nudged at him. “Hey Light, time to wake up,” he said softly, seeing his brother groan and opening his eyes to reveal a sky-blue-coloured iris.
“Hey Bro, where are we?” he asked Blaze as he lifted himself from the bed hesitantly as it was so soft, barely remembering falling asleep in it.
Blaze just looked from left to right before turning to his brother, “Well by the looks of things, we are currently in one of the palace’s top guest rooms, meaning you're free from that crummy cell,” he grinned at his bro’s shocked face.
Light suddenly smiled broadly and tackled his bro, hugging him and both were laughing hysterically. Blaze however decided to hold his brother down and giving him a playful noogie. “S-Stop that! That tickles!” Light pleaded in a fit of giggles as Blaze continued on.
“What’s the magic word?”
“Uncle?”
“Guess again!”
“Uranus?” Light said jokingly as he Blaze would not let go.
“Now you’re just asking for it!” Blaze retorted as he continued to ruffle his brother’s head furiously, both laughing at the merriment they were both in.
The doors of their room suddenly opened, with Princess Celestia, Twilight and two of her guards walking in. When she stopped before the brothers, she looked in surprise at the two lying on the floor playing.
Both Blaze and Light felt awkward and looked at each other with blank faces before letting go and standing up from the ground, chuckling slightly before looking at the princess before them. “Um... good morning?” Blaze said casually to Celestia as he waved an innocent hoof at her.
Celestia giggled slightly at seeing this. “Good morning, you two.”
Twilight just stared at Blaze curiously, raising her eyebrows slightly at the playful nature of the pegasus before her.
Blaze looked at Twilight for a second before smiling brightly, waving his hoof casually at her, “Yo! How’s the little guy doing?”
“Spike?” Twilight asked. “He’s fine... doctors are examining him now. He’s having trouble doing anything now... he can hardly walk more than a few steps on four legs.”
“I asked her to accompany me,” Celestia explained. “It’s time for your hearing.”
Blaze blinked. “Already?”
“I wish to end this as soon as possible. Please follow us and we’ll have this whole thing over with.”
Blaze nodded, looking resigned. Light looked worried, but didn’t say anything as two guards flanked his brother and lead him out of the room.
“Follow us, little one,” Celestia asked gently before turning toward the door herself. With a gulp, Light followed.
“Now, concentrate, son... concentrate...”
Spike obeyed the command, looking at his hoof intently. After a bit of straining, the hoof began to shimmer a bit.
“That’s it, that’s it...”
Finally, after a bit, Spike’s hoof began to grow points... claws...
And then Spike gave into exhaustion, allowing his appendage to lose the digits it grew.
“Amazing,” the doctor said, writing his findings down. “You seem to have your dragon form down in there somewhere. With a little practice, perhaps you can return to it.”
“So... I can be both?” the young colt asked.
“There’s no proof you can’t be more,” another doctor said excitedly. “Maybe you can shapeshift into anything... there’s never been a creature like you!”
Spike dimmed a bit. “What do you mean?”
“Something made of pure unicorn magic... oh, you’re one of a kind! There’s so much for us to explore... this might mean a paper in every medical journal in Equestria...”
Spike tuned him out. There’s never been a creature like you...
He sighed. Having learned this morning that he was just a doll made out of simple fabric then brought to life thanks to his mother was bad enough, but now to called simply a ‘creature’ made him feel pessimistic beyond belief. He looked to his hooves again, raising them to his horn. It felt weird now that he an extra appendage on his head, one that he could do so much with. Just like his mother.
Spike raised his eyes to a cup that was standing on a table at the far end of the room, a cup that had water in it. He did not bother asking the doctor for it, seeing as he was too preoccupied yammering a storm of ‘find of the century’. Spike remembered how his mother had always talked about magic can be used as a hand. So he envisioned bringing the cup towards him. Looking intently at it, a faint purple aura engulfed it. His eyes widened slightly by this, making him focus harder. When the aura brightened, he could feel the cup as though it was in his grasps. He then imagined it being pulled towards him, slowly. It hovered towards the colt and Spike could hear the doctor’s blabbering stop abruptly seeing this. When the cup made its way to Spike’s lips, he tilted it, emptying the cup in one go.
The doctor simply clapped his hooves, “Remarkable! You can also perform basic unicorn magic! Note to self: This creature not only is composed of pure unicorn magic, but is able to exercise unicorn magic too...” he said to himself, failing to Spike’s glimmering eyes that were becoming watery. “What this creature is-”
“He is a pony and he is my son.”
Both the doctor and Spike turned to the voice that came from the door of the room, with Twilight Sparkle standing in the doorway. “And I would appreciate it if you did not refer to Spike like that,” she said to the doctor coldly as she trotted towards them and reached for her son, wiping the build up of tears in his eyes. “What say we go get some breakfast, hey, Spike?” she asked him in her soft warm voice, that seemed to ease the stress building up in him.
“Um, ok,” he replied as he stood up from the bed and stood on his four hooves, making his way outside. Though wobbling a bit, he adapted fast to his new way of movement. Once he was out of the room, he turned around and looked to his mother, who was still in the room.
“Just wait outside a moment, Spike, I need to have a word to the doctor for a sec,” Twilight told him as she waved at him and closed the door.
Spike grimaced at what would happen to the doctor right now, seeing as he is one of the few who saw Twilight Sparkle become absolutely furious and live to tell the tale. He sighed and made his way to a chair, exercising his magic on a stack of books, hoping to find something interesting to pass the time.
Once she closed the door, her warm smile turned grim as she turned towards the doctor and looked at him with cold eyes.
“We need to talk...”
“And so,” Luna read the decree, “based on testimony, it is the decision of this court that your punishment will be served under house arrest, in a location to be decided on a later date. You will be permitted to leave only for work, and to care for your little brother. This will remain in force until such time as your overseer sees that you are fit to re-enter society.”
With that, the alicorn banged her gavel, leading to some murmurs around the room. Blaze looked relieved, while Light, sitting in the crowd, exhaled a breath of relief. The nightmare of being a captive of Bloodwing was over, and there seemed to be little in the way of future trouble.
“Are you sure, little one?” Celestia asked.
Scootaloo nodded. “I don’t want to keep what Bloodwing gave me,” she sighed. She looked to her side, where Rainbow Dash was sitting. “I just want to be a pegasus like my mom,” she said, seeing Rainbow smile proudly at her.
“I can change you back,” Celestia assured, “but I think you must know. I can take away somepony’s alicorn status, giving it is something else entirely. If I were to do so, you might not be able to turn back. So I’ll ask one final time, my little pony: do you wish to lose your strength and horn?”
“Yes,” Scootaloo said without hesitation.
“...Very well,” she sighed. “Come here, little one.”
Scootaloo shuffled, and looked at her mother. When she gave the nod to go on, she stepped toward the Princess, looking nervous.
“Will it hurt?”
“Not in the slightest,” assured Celestia as she lit up her horn. She lowered herself to Scootaloo’s level and connected her horn with the filly’s.
Once the horn’s touched each other, Scootaloo’s eyes shot open revealing white where her pupils once were. Her body shimmered in a pinkish aura, and her horn began to disappear from existence. She started shrinking by only a little, until the horn was truly gone. Once she stopped glowing, she blinked twice and placed her one hoof to her forehead. It felt smooth, as though the horn was never there. She felt a burst of happiness take her over and squeed as she jumped in the air, floating mid air thanks to her wings that could hold her now.
“Well looks like I’m gonna have competition now for being the top Wonderbolt,” Rainbow remarked as Scootaloo floated to her mother’s hooves and she was hugged firmly by the cyan pegasus who nuzzled her affectionately. Both she and Scootaloo looked up to Celestia and saw her smile dearly at the two. “Thank you for helping her out, princess,” Rainbow told Celestia as she let go of Scootaloo once they landed on the ground.
Princess Celestia just shook her head with a warm smile, “Oh my dear Rainbow, it is I who should be thanking you for saving Equestria multiple times. Your endless loyalty to me and my sister is one to which we have hardly seen, and for that I thank you. If there is anymore I could do for you, please do not be afraid to ask,” she said to Rainbow Dash, feeling there had to be more she could do for the pegasus and her daughter.
“Hey, if something comes to mind, I’ll let you know ok?” Dash replied, and a rumble escaped her stomach. “Now that I think about it, breakfast still on?” she asked embarrassingly to the Princess, seeing her and Scootaloo giggling.
“Why yes it is, follow me please.”
Scootaloo suddenly walked in front of Celestia, “Princess, wait. There is something I wish to ask you, a little favour if I may,” she said shyly, not being accustomed to asking royalty.
Celestia lowered her head to the filly’s, “Of course you may Scootaloo, what is it?” she asked kindly to Scootaloo, and leaned her ear to the filly’s mouth. As Scootaloo whispered her request, Celestia’s smile grew wider by the minute until Scootaloo backed away and Celestia lifted her head up. “I believe that can be done,” she said with a playful wink to the filly. “Now let’s go and have ourselves some breakfast, shall we?”
Rainbow scratched her head in confusion, and walked up to Scootaloo, “What did you ask her exactly?” she asked the filly curiously.
Scootaloo just giggled, “It’s a secret,” she told Rainbow playfully and walked onwards to the dining hall.
“Will find out sooner or later, I suppose.” she told herself as she walked alongside Scootaloo, her daughter.
Spike and Twilight were both walking down the hallway towards the dining hall, seeing as they both had not eaten anything in awhile. Twilight and Spike walked side by side together, seeing as Spike would lose balance at some points and his mother would always be there to catch him when he fell.
Twilight caught Spike again and balanced him to his hooves, though she noticed the frown on his face. “Hey Spike, I know this is going to take some time but you must know that-”
“It’s not that...” he whispered as he turned away from Twilight, hiding the build up of mortification that was etching on his face.
“Spike?”
“It’s just... you heard what that doctor said to me! I’m...” he was crying. “I’m not a dragon, I’m not a pony... I...”
Twilight stopped and scooped him up in her forelegs, letting him cry a bit. Then she spoke. “I bucked that doctor several different ways for not watching what he said,” She kissed his muzzle. “It doesn’t matter what you are Spike. You turning into a pony hasn’t made me love you any more or less. Your change hasn’t made you better or worse. Whatever shape you take, you’re still Spike, a sweet boy, a good friend... and a wonderful son.”
Spike nuzzled his mother a bit. Her words increased his tears though they weren’t falling for the same reasons as before.
“Now come on, let’s get you some breakfast. We can talk about some changes while we eat.”
“Ch-changes?” Spike asked nervously.
“Oh, nothing bad,” Twilight assured. “You’ll be getting magic lessons from me until you get the basics down. And now that you’re a pony, you need to watch what you eat. You can’t just down anything anymore.”
Spike shifted. “No gemstones?”
“Afraid not... but ice cream’s still on the menu. And I know you like the Canterlot chef’s recipe...”
“Pancakes?” Spike asked eagerly, with his stomach growling at that very moment.
Twilight smiled tenderly at her son, “Of course that, but you have to eat healthy foods, too, you know,” she said with a wink.
Spike just shrugged, “Ok,” he then wobbled again and let out a yelp as he was falling, but felt his body’s movement stop. He then saw Twilight holding him in place, thanks to her magic. “Thanks, Mom.”
“Always here for you, Spike, always...”
As they were near the dining hall’s entrance, Spike turned to Twilight and looked into her eyes with glassy eyes, “Mom...”
Twilight was a bit taken back, fearing he may cry again, “What is it, Spike?” she asked him.
Spike stood on his hind legs, and wrapped his forelegs around her neck. He then planted a kiss on her cheek before resting his head on her shoulder. “Thank you again for everything, I love you,” he told her.
Twilight just stood there, sniffing before she scooped him up again and nuzzled him furiously as she was sobbing joyfully. “I love you too, my Spike!”
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Hmmmm... well. Those are exceedingly interesting developments.
I do dislike how the doctor was treated through. I mean, I can see Twilight being defensive... but she doesn't have the worse temper in the world... and come on. She a researcher herself! She knows just what its like to get carried away. So I really don't think she would of actually hit the doctor or anything...
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There's always a limit... and Twilight knows this
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Limit to how much one could take? Or a limit as to how far one is allowed to get carried away with their research?
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one can take
That bit at the end, Errrrk! Right in the feels!
Loved this chapter!
Go Blaze! finally he catches a break.
first time i've seen RD as Scoot's mother in a fic (though i've seen plenty where she is adopted by her)
good job, this is one of the few fics I like that has Spike & twi's relationship as Mother/Son
Very nice update here. Looks like it's all winding down now...
I'll be honest, I could kinda see Spike becoming a little unicorn colt. Within minutes of reading that for the first time, I pulled up Generalzoi's Pony Creator and made this:
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A very interesting take on what became of Spike. Not only is he a pony, but he can possibly change forms to be a dragon as well. It's something very creative. My only big issue is that I don't think Spike would be labeled a colt unicorn. I honestly think he's more along the line of being very close to the same age as the Mane 6 since Twilight hatched Spike at a very young age. He's really not as young as the CMC or anything.
Hmm... As interesting as Spike's transformation is, there's something else that I'd like a definite answer on.
According to Bloodwing back in Chapter 3, Scootaloo's alicorn traits were completely natural and the purple-glowing injections were just to speed up the process.
So will the horn and strength start to re-emerge once she gets older, or did Celestia strip them away permanently?
Also, would Twilight be considered Scoot's mom too since her DNA was also used to make her, or would Spike be her dad since it was technically his scales that contributed?
I am so glad Spike pulled through. And now he's a pony to boot. Awesome.
I do want to know what Scootaloo asked Celestia for.
Rainbow really is Scootaloo's daughter. Nice.
Looks like Blaze and Light will have a better life (though under house arrest for awhile.) I wonder how their overseer will be.
This story was exciting, emotional and nail-biting. And it not over yet.
YAY Pony Spike! MOAR!
The familiar bonds of family has shown throughout this story and I'm glad to see your tale ended on a high note.
Or at least headed that way as I wish you good luck upon finishing this great emotional tale.
And of course, happy endings for everypony! I am glad Blaze gets one as well.
I love to speculate, but I don't want to actually spoil or distract from your work so...
...did Twilight actual give birth to a whole new race? A race of magical animorphic energy beings? Who may need a wise protector to wacth over and guide them, a 'princess' if you will...? Because that would be the single most awesome concept and best reason for what happened at the end of season three I've read on this site.
keep it up this is awesome.
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Reason why we made him a colt in this fic is because he was a 'baby dragon', and Twilight 'hatched him' when she was 12 about 10 years ago (when Scootaloo was first created)... I like to think the reason why he can be mature at times is because of living with Twilight added on to a serious side in him (along with his persistence and determination that he got from her)
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Anypony can become an alicorn (as stated by season 3's ending) but there are way to force induce alicornism onto other ponies... like Bloodwing did to Scootaloo, with a high dose of magic... problem with such high dosage of magic introduced to your body is that it can eat away your body (like with Blue and White), so its highly dangerous... 'nature' was a metaphor for 'time' when we used it (Darth and I)... Also Twilight being Scootaloo's mom too.. hmmmm
2160469 That's very strange to be honest. When Twilight was a filly, she looked like she was actually three or maybe four. I really think Spike isn't THAT young. But maybe he can shape shift into a bit of an older stallion for a certain unicorn.
gah scoots and dash are too cute
Something like this would definitely feed into reasonable Twilicorn storyline - She's powerful enough to create life, including giving it a recognisable soul! This is not the act of an "ordinary" unicorn.
It's always been my assumption that Twilight was significantly younger than the rest of the mane six. Flutters being around 25, Pinkie AJ and Rarity being about 24, Rainbow around 23 and Twilight only being 18 or 19. It always made the most sense to me that Twilight was around six when she took the entrance exam, and that, being the genius that she is, took an accelerated curriculum at Celestias school. At the beginning of the show I figured she was basically at the stage of working on her doctorate. If the story is set in season one, I'd say Spike was 13, but if it's set in season three, he would probably be 15. Honestly, we don't really have any timeline for when fillies mature into mares, or even how long puberty takes in ponies. As far as I've seen, the show doesn't really have a model for teenage ponies, unless it's basically the lanky Snails/Fluttershy circa cutie mark flashback body type.
Anyway, I guess it took me way too long to say that I think Spike is probably three or so years older than the CMC, and if turned into a pony he would still display the colt body type unless it was in season three, where he would most likely be in the awkward lanky stage.
Now that I've spewed forth my ramblings, I'd just like to say that I've enjoyed this story immensely from start to however close to the finish we are right now. The characterization has been great, the plot has been interesting and engaging, and as the story went I've seen your writing do nothing but improve. Keep up the great work!
Execute Black! Down with the rapscallion!
This was a very touching chapter. I liked it.
Daw
This chapter was heartwarming and sweet. I might needa couple of insulin shots
Everyone is waiting Black run, or stay and desespertado crazy by losing power alicorn, but ...
This would be so cliche, so common. As was the only one who survived should be used to give some lesson in friendship, but nothing to take lightly, of course.
Being one of these experiments to the Bloodwing that killed as well as others. Unlike Blaze that was just changed. Since there are no alicorns male, I was hoping that Black continued to survive.
But how? A bandit and monster like him? Well, I was seeing and rethinking about it: being a Esperimento black magic he must tend toward evil and should never have had any of these experiments healthy as we know it. At the example of Blue, his elemental power derived ice, being cold and cauculista.
How then, I see that the elements could exorcise the evil of it, as when made with Nightmaremoon or imprisoned Discord, thus making him start learning from scratch.
A student for luna, so to speak.
Well, it would be fair to kill someone just because he was created to be evil still leaving him a chance, however small.
2158868Bloodwing is in Hell right now? Or somewhere Worse? His soul is being Tortured a Thousand imes worse that what he did to everyone in life, right?
Man, Spike and Scootaloo cry a lot in this story. It gets annoying after a while.
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>> spikes a shapeshifter
like me
+5 points for good use of Shining Armor - and on his own no less. -5 points for the Princesses not getting involved far sooner; especially since it DID degenerate into a serious situation. (We'll give Cadance a by, though, since this is an old fic and it wasn't until this season that I'd have ever considered her a combatant!) However, a good +10 points for actually having actual team fighting against the bad guys as opposed to the tiresome "everyone fights a solo battle." A rarity (no pun intended) like that deserves mention.
Youn know those times, when yo see a comment you made a few years ago and you think to yourself, "How could I have liked this?" That...is not the case here. The feels, the happy ending of it all, just felt real. I loved it back then and I love it now.
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Personally, I figure that Twilight was closer to age 6 when Spike was hatched, but I agree that about ten years has passed since then. Exact ages and dates are up in the air, of course, but the very fact that Equestria Girls is a thing (for better or worse) all but confirms that the Mane Six are in their late teens. My headcannon places Spike as 5~7 years younger. ...which is still close enough in age for Rarity and Spike to still get together.
Onto Scootaloo. Given that you admit that all Bloodwing did was speed up what was already happening to the filly, would it be fair to say that with Rainbow Dash as her mother, Twilight Sparkle (by way of Spike) as her Grandmother, and... ok, so the Earth Pony stallion is still a Noodle Incident at this point, but if it was Big Macintosh... Thus making Applejack her Aunt... We haven't seen the last of Alicorn Scootaloo, have we. Granted, coming into it "naturally" means that she'll be significantly nerfed. That is to say, she'll be as strong as Apple Bloom, and as magic proficient as Sweetie Belle.
...yeah, those two emotes certainly fit this situation.
And lastly, can Spike (who no doubt will get a physical upgrade to his Pony body later, if only to keep up with Rarity,) still summon green flames? If not by breath, then by horn? Really, he needs a way to keep the whole "Dragon Mail" thing, even in Pony form.
Shape shifting been there done that! A sentient being being created from pure energy and a doll; now that's something impressive.
spike is best shoggoth
This reminds me of Star Wars - Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. Spike's transformation into a pony makes me think of this being a big change to his character just like how Anakin Skywalker becomes Darth Vader in Episode III and ends up in a suit not long after (and for the entire original trilogy). The sequels can be like the original trilogy of Star Wars.
? - The Phantom Menace
Longing - Attack of the Clones
Project Ascension - Revenge of the Sith
Halcyon Hearts - A New Hope
The Last Crystal Unicorn - The Empire Strikes Back
? - Return of the Jedi
I don't like the fact Scootaloo gave her alicornhood away.
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That’s fair I didn’t either at first
A sad thing I just realized is that this sort of ending could never be written today. Loved the story still.