"...my name is Kimono. For all my life I have been loved and asked for advice, but why? Why is it so amazing that I know all? I made my Sanctuary after being bitten by that dragon, and now I realize that it is my job to help the future children. I must keep the dragons under control and I must keep the children safe before the world we know collapses."
"Oh, what harm can simple puppy love do," Celestia giggled before Kimono tackled her to the floor. She yanked Twilight and Luna down under her and braced herself. "You, ma'am, are insane!" Just as Celestia shouted this a shock wave from the horrific sound of a roar shattered the windows, and would have killed the other three if they weren't under Kimono's scaled shield of a back. Kimono turned to glare at the huge dragon that hissed smoke into the palace.
"Oh, Kimono. Fancy seeing you here."
"My pleasure," Kimono hissed, picking up a column in her now full dragon tail. Her legs had transformed into those of a dragon's and two stubs protruded from her back, the beginning of dragon wings. She threw the marble into the side of the much larger dragon and she grabbed onto either side of his nostril. "Why do you wish to hurt them."
"Because Wysteria hurt me, now where is she!"
"Not here!"
"You liar!"
"No," Twilight offered, standing up behind Kimono in shards of broken glass, "she's telling the truth. Kimono never tells a lie!"
"That does not matter," the dragon roared.
"Yes it does!"
"Those are just words!" Twilight seethed and remembered when Kimono said the same thing.
"You're hurt over something petty," she quoted, remembering her whole conversation. "What did they ever do to you!"
"Wysteria disobeyed me and tried to kill my kind! Like you are, I am defending my side you foolish pony."
"What's your name," Twilight shouted at him and Kimono looked behind her to see the doors slam open.
"Dad," Spike screamed, running into the room. "Dad, you have to stop!"
"Spike? Don't defend these colorful furry monsters!"
"I have the souls of Kimono's friends that you kept as a promise," Spike explained as the other five girls stormed into the room, "and this war doesn't have to go on if you free them!"
"Nonsense," Master Spike shouted, flaring his blue scales. "I will battle you, Kimono my bride, until I die!"
"Bride," the group shouted in shock.
"Oh, you've never wondered where you got your purple scales and green eyes? Well when a mommy pony and daddy dragon love each other very much-"
"Shut up, Master," Kimono spat.
"You're just as feisty as they day you became a traitor."
"You stole me away!"
"You came with me and you know it, Kimono!"
"Kimono's my mom," Spike questioned, feeling the fluffy green tufts of fur on his head. "Whoa, I'm like a hybrid!"
"You never loved me, you wanted to start war!"
"Very true, but you came with me."
"I did not! You tied me up and forced me out of Sanctuary!" Kimono's last patch of fur vanished and Twilight gasped when her scales began to radiate a bright white light.
"Kimono, no!" At a single white tear, the pony was picked up into the air and the only thing seen through the harsh light that emanated from the tear was two wings spreading and a horrific dragon screech of terror filled the night.