ബഐബഐബഐ Garble ബഐബഐബഐ
I refrained from grinning as Spike slowly got back into his fighting stance after I knocked him flat on his face for the umpteenth time today. He just doesn't know when to quit. Just like at the Migration. In another life I would be proud to call him brother. But... as it was I have wronged him too much to ever be considered that to him... I still find his easy acceptance of me a bit strange.
"Well isn't this just precious..." A male voice echoed.
That's odd. I thought we were alone and I didn't hear anyone approaching... I had to make sure we remained alone as we trained. I wasn't holding back and a pair of dragon fighting even ones as small as we were could easily hurt ponies who didn't have scales to protect them from our claws, tails, and flames. I still can't believe how brave or stupid those three ponies were at the Migration.
"That voice..." Spike growled out, looking about the gemfields. "I know that voice..."
"I don't see anyone..." I remarked as I joined Spike in his search for the source of the voice. I wonder if it was one of the diamond dogs that Spike spoke about that lived in the area. I, for one, had no idea who the voice belonged to.
With whomever it was not in sight so I tried to sniff him out. I cringed when I immediately smelled something... off. Whatever it was didn't seem natural. With Spike tense I readied my flame just in case this voice meant trouble. I made a promise after all and if he dies I will have failed...
"Garble, a word please."
"Yes Master..."
Master grumbled in irritation but did nothing as he held out a shield cut gem set in an oscillairum steel chain necklace. The gem smelled weird, unlike any I had ever smelled before... Between that gem and the type of metal in the chain this had to be very valuable and important to Master especially as I could smell his scent clinging to it heavily. "Garble take this. Give it to Spike if something happens to me..."
"But he doesn't like you Master! What if..." I questioned. I knew about Spike's feelings towards the master and given how little he knows what it means to be a dragon. I doubted that he would accept something, even something this valuable, from him.
"He must have it...' Master insisted as he pushed the necklace hard into my hands. "I took an Oath, Garble... that when he was ready... and though he is not as of yet... Just promise me, Garble, that if something happens to me you will make sure it gets into his claws even if he resists."
"I will."
"Thank you, Garble..."
Two weeks later and I still have not been able to give Spike the necklace. I had tried once already and failed... When I asked to come along I didn't tell him that I needed to come because of the promise I made but I also didn't lie to Spike either... even if I Spike had taken the necklace I had no where to go.
"O come now, surely you haven't forgotten little ol' me!?"
"Think, Spike, think!" Spike tapped his head. "Who is that voice?"
"Well if you are guessing John de Lancie then you'd be correct." I jumped back as the strangest creature I had ever seen rise out from the ground like a ghost and floated a few inches above the ground. The creature was long and serpentine and with a mismatch body from at least a dozen or so different animals. Only five of which goat, lion, eagle, dragon, and bat I recognized. The rest were too genetic or strange for me to know for sure. Something about him was familiar... like from a story my dam used to whispered to me when I was a hatchling.
"Discord! How in Tartarus did you get out!?"
"You can thank Sunbutt for that. She thinks I need to be 'reformed.'" I scratched my head at the conversation between the strange creature, Discord, and Spike. Also, who or what is 'Sunbutt'?
"More like Oathbreaker is desperate for help..." Spike growled out. My vision flashed red for a second as Spike said that. "I warn you, though, Discord, if you hurt Twilight and the girls like you did the last time..."
"Believe me, young dragon, I wouldn't dare, and if I had known last time..." Discord seemed to wilt at this admission, his body lowering to the ground. "Last time my release was intentional, as a test for Twilight..."
"Typical," Spike scoffed crossing his arms, "Oathbreaker manipulating everyone..."
"When I discovered what was going on I attacked Sunbutt for what she made me do. But I kept up the act in front of you so that I would be sealed away like before... I couldn't stand that I hurt you... my best friend's brother... I needed to be punished..."
"Wait!?" Spike exclaimed in shock. "You know my brother!?"
"Yes," Discord visibly brighten and by that I mean he suddenly was glowing. What is with this nut job? "He came to see me while I was imprisoned from time to time. Would turn those rats with wings into all sorts of things... Serves them right! Pooping all over me! I mean, I know I was a statue and all, but..."
I rolled my eyes as I decided to tune out the blabbering idiot. I looked down at Spike to see that he too was ignoring Discord. Though I think it was for a different reason then I. Spike had collapsed, crying. Don't blame the little guy. Being torn from his family like he was. Just like I was... Of course for me it was because I broke dragon code. He on the other hand didn't do anything...
"Discord..." Spike whispered, his words almost drowned out by Discord's ramblings. Thankfully he heard and stopped. I don't think I could stand much more of it. "Do... Do you know who he is and where I can find him?"
"Young dragon, are you telling me you don't know who your brother is!?" When Spike nodded Discord paled and by paled I mean he literally paled. I wonder if he is some long lost relative of Crackle...