Emerald eyes watch as the sun turns to a burning orange, the sky blanketed in a mixture of colors blanketing the heavens in a rainbow. Stars begin to twinkle in the black where the light no longer touches. Shadows twist across the earth, contorting into wicked things. On the grassy planes overlooking a forest, twisted wings sprawl along the blades, connected to a shadow dragon. The eclipse dragon looks at his setting sun with a grimace, as the light shrinks lower with every passing second. Once it becomes a sliver, he rises to his feet. The wings of sun and moon sprawl out, covering more of the land in shadows.
Just as he is about to take flight, he hears the sound of a hoof stamping into the dirt. Looking over his shoulder, he comes across a lone pony standing in his shadow. The purple alicorn looks up at him with a solemn look. Her wings tucked in at her sides, violet eyes big, yet there is no shimmer in her pupils.
“I was worried I would have to come to Ponyville,” Spike turns around, “To deliver on my threat. But seeing you here has given me a sigh of relief.”
“Spike,” Twilight Sparkle stomps her foot, “Hasn’t this gone far enough?”
A creeping smile that was on his scaly face droops, “You. You are not here to deliver a message from the princesses then?”
“Just that they are willing to pardon you for your misdeeds,” Twilight says. “Please, give back their magic, and we can put this whole business behind us.”
“Their magic,” he repeats the words slowly, letting them sink into his tongue. “I see…”
“Listen, please, Spike,” she sounds desperate as tears well in her eyes. “I know that this is all my fault, but please can we put this to an end. I am sorry for treating you wrongly, to making you feel less like a friend. I failed you, as both the Princess of Friendship, and your friend.”
The eclipse dragon lets out a sigh, but smiles, “And I forgive you. Truth be told, I realize how harshly I lashed out you and our friends. Truth be told, it was childish of me, because I was just a baby dragon who thought he should be treated as a pony. I hurt many in that pursuit of revenge. I am sorry for my actions back then. Will you forgive me?”
“Of course, Spike,” she smiles. “I just want us to go back to the way…”
He holds up his hand, “I told you back then I was childish and stupid, not anymore. You may not understand it now, or ever, but what I am doing is the right thing. The magic to control the sun and moon belong to me.”
“You know that is not true, Spike,” she says sternly, “That magic belongs to Luna and Celestia.”
“So is that their answer, eh?” he seems to smile. “I guess he was right about my story ending with me as the villain…”
“What are you talking about?”
“Never mind,” he says.
Glancing over his shoulder, he sees that the sun has finally disappeared over the horizon, and now the moon begins to rise in its place. The smile from his face fades as he begins to walk toward Twilight Sparkle. Digging in her hooves she stands her ground, but is ultimately surprised when his strides continue passed her. Following his movements, she sees his wings open up once more.
“Spike, what are you doing?”
“The sun has set on the third day, and I never got my answer from the princesses,” he says coldly. “They did not even have the gall to come face me themselves. So now I must make good on my promise, as much as I hate to do so.”
“No,” Twilight screams. “Spike, you can’t!”
Instinctively she fires a beam of magic from her horn, which strikes the eclipse dragon in the back, but the attack does nothing. The scales of a nighttime purple continue to glisten with the starry markings that clutter his body. He turns back, angry. The gold around his pupil flare, burning hot like fire in the night. Twilight retreats back a step when she realizes her blow was ineffective.
“I am sorry, Twilight, but you never had a hope of defeating me,” he raises his claw.
Green magic lifts her up into the air. Try as she might to struggle from the grasp, she is utterly at the mercy of her former friend. The eclipse dragon brings her closer, floating her over so that they may look upon one another eye to eye.
“Deliver a message to Celestia and Luna for me,” he says coldly. “For the lies they continue to spill, I shall spill the lives of their people.”
Swiping is claw, he launches Twilight Sparkle into the air. Rocketing through the night sky as a pinkish dot, he watches her arc across the heavens, before disappearing in a twinkle of light. Once she is out of sight, he continues his march. Shadows lurking around him seem to pull at his body, dragging him down into the umbral depths, but he does not seem to care. After he sinks into the dark, he disappears.
And reappears on the streets of Canterlot. All about there are ponies who appear to be going about their lives even as the night sets in. He looks about, seeing how as one by one they begin to notice him. Many of them gawk, while others gasp in horror. Some begin to back away, the fear welling in their guts begging for them to run.
I pray that you all survive…
Lifting up one arm, he bellows out so that all may here, “It is Princess Luna and Celestia that have brought this wrath upon you. Remember that…”
Ponies watch as stars begin to flee from the heavenly bodies. They look like twinkles, being snuffed out like a candle flame. Only then do they reappear, burning brighter than ever before, as meteors growing larger with every second. Spike can see the look of terror on every-ponies’ face as they run for their lives. The stars fall one by one, and begin to smash into Canterlot, starting with the castle. One comet smashes into the tallest tower, bringing it down to rubble. Fire erupt throughout the castle as more celestial rock smashes into the city. Screams fill the air, mixed with the wanton destruction that is wrought.
Then, everything falls into a hush, and a plume of dust reaches toward the sky. Once it clears, the eclipse dragon looks out to see the entire city destroyed.