Merry Christmas and SoaD update

Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you all are enjoying this day and spending it with loved ones, relaxing, and just having a great day all together.

I do have some good news about Soul of a Dragon. The next chapter has long since been done and is nearly ready to come out. However, my pre reader has been busy and I'm just waiting for him to look over it and send it back to me. I can tell you all that we're nearly at the end here. Aside from the final confrontation between Spike and Garble, there's also the chapter where Spike makes his choice who to go with, a possible clop scene, a chapter wrapping up things, and then an epilogue. So we are nearly at the end. If I manage to get things in order, I'll be done with this story by early next year. It all depends on several factors though. How much I work, hanging with friends, and I'm trying to get into an academy for my career.

I'll give you all a gift though since I sadly couldn't get this chapter out in time for Christmas. Here's a small preview of what to expect in the next chapter.

He entered the center of the volcano. The place looked almost the same as when Spike saw it the first time. The narrow rocky arch, the stalagmites and stalactites covering the cavern. He noticed some smoke billowing around the cavern and the smell of sulfur was getting really strong for him. Spike’s eyes drifted towards where the Bloodstone Scepter was held at and gasped in horror at what he saw.

It was Rarity, unconscious and looking roughed up.

Spike looked around to make sure the coast was clear. He began running towards the unicorn, but was stopped when a figure quickly landed right in front of him.

Spike narrowed his eyes. “Garble.”

The red drake crossed his arms. “Welcome, Spike. I was wondering what took you so long. It’s good to see my ‘friend’ made it.”

Spike rolled his eyes. “Save it, Garble. I know what your twisted definition of friendship is.”

Garble smirked. “What’s the rush, Spike? We have so much to catch up on.”’

“You don’t get it though!”  argued Spike. “You and Rarity are in danger!”

Garble raised an eyebrow. “What’re you talking about?”

The ground shook again. “That is what I’m talking about!”  shouted Spike. “This volcano is going to go off in less than two hours!”

Garble said nothing for a moment, and then laughed coldly. “Perfect! That’s the way it shall be then! The two of us against the clock in one last fight!”

Spike couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Garble, listen, if you give up now, you’ll probably be shown some mercy. This doesn’t have to go down like this.”

Garble glared. “Your wrong, Spike. There’s no turning back for me now. I’m considered a traitor to the Dragon Lands. I’ve got nothing to lose at this point now. I want to finally finish this once and for all. This place is where I lost everything because of you.”

The drake raised an eyebrow. “Because of how many times I’ve gotten in your way?”

“Of course!”  barked Garble. “You took away everything from me! My chance to become Dragon Lord! My chance to rule! My chance to lead the Dragon Lands to lead a brave, new world order! You humiliated me with what you had me do!”  He glanced over at Rarity. “So I’m going to take something precious from you!”

Spike growled. “What did you do to her?”

Garble shrugged. “Oh, nothing. She tried to make a few attempts at trying to escape, but I just had to make sure she didn’t leave so soon.”

Spike clenched his fist.

“You know, it’s funny. While I was making sure she wouldn’t leave, she kept crying and muttering your name out for help.”  Garble scoffed. “Stupid girl! Thinking some dragon would fall in love; much less with a pony!”

Spike looked down. “I do like her.”

“Liar!”  roared Garble. “I heard you say it yourself how you hated her and Ember! And even if you still care for that pony, dragons don’t do love! They don’t care about others or love one another! They look out for themselves!”

“Well, this dragon does!”  roared Spike as he pulled out his sword.

Garble smirked and pulled the sword he stole from his jacket and smirked. “I’ve waited so long for this, Spike. Here, the eyes of other dragons don’t look here. Run or fight for your life; it doesn’t matter. I promise you this though; only one of us is leaving here alive, and I can assure you it’s not going to be you!”

Spike narrowed his eyes. “We’ll see about that.”

Merry Christmas, everyone!