//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: Firedust the Terrible // Story: Betrayed by Love // by Mystical Reviewer //------------------------------// Chapter 2 "I'm sorry!" Spike shouted, trying to break free. "It's just...I...came over here to see what's going on!" he gasped. Rarity looked at him guiltily, knowing that he hadn't meant any harm. "Firedust, please let him go. He's just my friend, and he didn't know that you were here." she begged, tugging at his back leg. Spike had no idea what Rarity was doing here. Was this some sort of sick prank? Firedust whipped around to face her and struck Rarity across the face. "Listen up, bitch," he spat. "I thought I told you not to take that tone with me!" Rarity let out a sob, and let her head droop to the ground. What is going on? Spike wondered in horror, as Firedust turned back to face him, his fury changing to icy calm. How does Rarity know this freak? Spike wondered. Suddenly, Firedust’s horn glowed a yellowish color, and a yellow beam struck inside of Spike's throat. Spike felt an agonizing sensation, as he wailed in pain. Rarity let out a shriek of horror, and tried to stop Firedust from what he was doing. "Please don't hurt him! I'll do anything you say!" she shrieked, breaking down into tears. Firedust stopped using his magic and turned to face her. "Anything?" Rarity sobbed and nodded. Firedust grinned wickedly, and levitated a rope around Rarity, securing her from moving. “Very well, DARLING. I will save this pathetic waste of a dragon if you agree to be my prisoner for ransom.” Firedust said. “Otherwise, this dragon and your little sister will both die.” Rarity sobbed and nodded. “If that is what you want. Just don’t hurt him...or Sweetie Belle.” Firedust yawned. “I really can’t if I’m keeping you my prisoner, you idiot. And don’t think for a moment being my prisoner will be fun. If you dare challenge me, you will be tortured; physically, mentally, and emotionally; and I’ll enjoy every moment.” Rarity nodded sadly. “Can I say goodbye to my friend?” “No!” Firedust said. “You know too much, I’m not going to risk you blurting something into his ear!” With that, he tied up her muzzle with a rag, preventing her from speaking. “Time to remove this shitwad from the premises.” Firedust sneered, picking Spike up. Spike tried to fight, but the pain his was feeling was agonizing, and Firedust decided to give him a few more punches and kicks for amusement before finally levitating him outside to the back, knocking him into a pile of trash cans and laughing viciously. “Are you going to mess with me and my marefriend, bitch?” he shouted, punching Spike in the face. Spike tried to reply, but he was in so much pain only a whimper came out. “DID YOU HEAR ME?!? I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!” “N-(cough) no…” Spike moaned, barely audible. Firedust laughed. “Good. Oh, and do you really think a pathetic loser like you would win this crying little brat’s heart?” Spike tried to say; “No! She’s not yours! She doesn’t like you! You’re mean!” But only a pained gasp came out. Firedust laughed viciously, before slamming Spike to the earth as hard as possible. “Have a great day.” he jeered. Spike started to cry, although his sobbing was barely audible. He had been hurt both emotionally and physically. He was tempted to get up and try to save Rarity, but his incredible pain and emotional scarring were overwhelming. Within a few minutes, he passed out… ... “Spike? What happened?!?” ... “Get help! Spike’s unconscious!” … “Can I see him? I want to see my assistant!” … “Spike, it’s me Twilight. Please Spike, wake up…” ... After hours, maybe even a few days of fading in and out of consciousness, Spike finally came to… Spike saw a shaft of light grow larger as his eyes started to open. As color started to appear, he found himself in a room hooked up to a system of strange health equipment. Spike turned his head, and saw Twilight, her face planted into his bed, crying. “Oh Spike.” she murmured, her words barely audible with her face planted into the mattress. “Please wake up…” Spike smiled, and weakly raised her arm to pet her ears, shocking her. “Spike!” she said, jumping into his hospital bed, and hugging him, sobbing as he continued to pet her head. “It’s ok, Twilight. I’m ok now.” he whispered, suddenly coughing violently. “Easy Spike!” Twilight said, trying to mask her fear. Spike hugged her. “Don’t worry, Twilight. I’m going to be fine. How long was I out?” Twilight bit her lip. “T-two days.” Spike frowned. “Wow.” As he looked closer at Twilight, he could see lines under her eyes. She looked tired. Had she been watching him the whole time? Spike looked closer, at her cute purple eyes, feeling a sense of security at her kind gaze. “Don’t worry Twilight. I won’t die on my best friend.” Twilight smiled. “You’re right. You’re going to be ok.” Spike nodded. “Well I think I should go back to sleep. I’m still pretty tired.” Twilight looked ready to object, but Spike let out a deep yawn and closed his eyes. Twilight smiled and pulled a blanket around him. “Sleep well Spike.” she murmured. Although she hated to admit it, she was pretty tired from her long vigil, but she wasn’t ready to leave Spike yet, so she sat down in a chair and tried to stay awake, but eventually passed out, feeling relieved that Spike was alive, but full of questions to ask him...