//------------------------------// // Enter the Dragon // Story: The Fighting Dragon // by Phantom-Dragon //------------------------------// Previously Last time, Starlight Glimmer and Trixie Lulamoon were practicing some new spells together, when Trixie suggested performing the advanced Dimensional Doorway spell. Despite warnings from her friend, Trixie casted the spell, and succeeded on opening a portal to another world. The celebration was short-lived, as the portal sucked Spike, and the spell book, before it disappeared out of sight. Starlight, Trixie, and Thorax began concocting a plan to get Spike back home, before Twilight comes home. Meanwhile, Spike is about to embark on an adventure of a lifetime, in this mysterious alien world. The only question for him is, are they friendly? ????? "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" Spike screamed, while clutching the book close to his side, as he continued his terrifying fall, from the sky, and to the ground. "HEEEEEEEELLPPPP MEEEEEEEEE!!!" *CRASH* The little purple dragon landed, face flat on the hardcover of the book, after it cushioned his landing, barely. Standing up, eyes rolling, disoriented for the moment, Spike was able to finally adjust his visions, as he took the moment to look at his new surroundings. "Huh-Where-Where am I?" Asked Spike, frighten at his new surroundings. From where he was standing, he was at the edge of a cliff, near the top of a huge, mountain made of red rocks, surrounded by a huge prairie land, covered with cacti, and small fields of grass. Beside him, is a huge pond of water that flowed down a waterfall, off the side of the mountain, where a rainbow shimmers, and becomes a river at the bottom. Picking up the book, Spike quickly skimmed through the pages, before finding the Dimensional Doorway Spell. “Aha!” Spike said in triumphant. “There you are! Okay my friend. You’ve got me into this mess! Now you’re going to get me out!” Spike soon remembered something, very important. “That is, if I can do magic. Which I can’t because I’m a dragon, not a unicorn!” Spike snapped his fingers and shouted, “Then I’ll just find a unicorn! And maybe with their help, they can read this, and cast my ticket home spell!” Spike closed the book, and was about to take his leave, when he remembered, “That is, if I can find a unicorn here, in this world I’m in. Or anyone who can do magic,” Shaking his head, ridding himself of his funk, Spike puts on a look of determination, “But I have to try! What choices do I have?” Putting on a brave face, Spike began his careful trek, down the mountainside, while holding the book in his mouth. Then, the rocks came loose, and Spike slid alongside the side of the mountain, before he came to a halt, on a branch that broke his fall. Luckily, he saw that he was close enough to reach the bottom. With that, he jumped off the branch, and landed on the ground. Taking the book out of his mouth, carrying it in his claws, Spike looked around for anything, or anyone, who can help. "Hi-YAH!" A voice bellowed. Startled, Spike quickly ducked behind a rock, before he slowly poked his head out, and looked to see the owner of the voice. Fighting before him, is a cow, who appears to be at the age of a calf, due to her small height and size. In appearance, she has a beige hide and brown hair, with emerald green eyes. She also have grey horns and a burgundy bandana around her neck. Spike watched as the calf mooed a few times to some wooden dummies, surrounding her, kicking dirts with her front hooves a few times. Then, lowering her horns at the dummies, the calf took off in a burst of speed that rivals Rainbow Dash. The cow swiftly took out a rope, which she used to lasso at one of the wooden dummy, before she pulled it close, and thrusted a cloven hoof out in a punch, breaking the dummy's head, splintering it in a million splinters, before she quickly turned around and bucked the dummy away, with her hind legs. Then, she stood up on a hind legs, and stomped her front hooves into the ground, resulting in a powerful tremor, that knocked all of the surrounding dummies off their stands, before she skillfully lassoed one that was in the air, and pulled it towards her, jumped in the air, and did an aerial kick, splitting the dummy in half. Spike was watching the whole scene from his hiding spot. He couldn't decide whether he should marvel at the cow's fighting style, and her strength, while at the same time, afraid of what she could do to him, if she sees him. The young calf kept on bucking, lassoing, and punching the dummies around her, before she stopped to catch a breath. Spike, meanwhile, looked as if she had taken his breath away. It wasn't long, before one of his claws slipped on the rock he was hiding behind, scratching the surface, which didn't go unheard for the calf. In response, the cow turned in Spike's direction, and stomped her hooves down, emitting in a powerful tremor that shook the earth, and quite shockingly, it destroyed the rock, exposing Spike to the young bovine. "Yipe!" Spike screamed, as he held the book up as a shield. "Who are you?" The cow asked, walking up to the dragon, pointing her horns at the ready. Spike peeked out from the book, "Please, don't hurt me," He pleaded in fear. "Please don't hurt me?" The cow asked. "What kind of a name is that?" "No! I mean, please don't hurt me!" Spike clarified. "Oh," The cow nodded her head in acknowledgement, before resuming her intimidation on the young dragon. "Well, that depends. Who are ya? And what are ya doing here?" "Um, good question," Spike gulped. "But first, I'd like to know, where is here, exactly?" "This is the Pummelin' Plains," The cow answered. "Yer not from around these parts, are ya?" "No, I'm not," Spike answered, frightful. Squinting her eyes for a closer look, the calf hovers her head for a closer look. Then, as a fast blur of brown, she quickly snatched the book away from Spike, exposing himself before her very eyes. "What kind of a critter are you?" She asked. "Uh....a dragon?" Spike answered with a stutter. "A dragon?" The young calf's eyes quickly widened, with her ears perked up to match the look of surprise on her face. "Wait! As in those fire-breathing monsters my folks would tell me stories about? A real live dragon?!" Waving his arms out in defense, Spike whimpered, “Look, I don’t want any trouble. I just want to go home, and I’ll be out of your hair as soon as I can. So please don't hurt me!” With a frighten yelp, Spike covers his face with his arms as he huddles up into a ball. Seeing how frightened Spike looked, the cow softened her gaze, before she spoke, in a softer tone, “At ease there, lil’ critter. I’m not going to hurt ya.” Spike peeked through his fingers, “Do you promise?” He asked. “Sure,” The cow replied. “I mean, you don't look so bad. Ya don't look like the type of dragon I'd be expecting. And let's be honest, you're kinda....cute.” Spike felt less scared, as well as feeling more nostalgic, “Wow, that sounds almost like Applejack,” He commented. “Who?” The cow asked, tilting her head to the side, in confusion. “Um, nevermind,” Spike replied. “Though, my honest opinion right now is that I would like to find a place where I can spend the night.” “Well, ya can stay with me and my folks,” The cow offered. “Our ranch is not too far from here.” “Oh, great!” Spike smiled, as he picks up the book. “Then, lead the way!” With that, the cow started down a road, with Spike following close behind. “By the way, name’s Spike,” The little dragon introduced himself. “I’m Arizona,” The cow introduced herself. “Real pleasure to meet ya, Spike.” “Feeling’s mutual,” Spike answered. “So tell me, Spike,” Arizona began. “Where did you actually come from? And how’d ya get here?” Spike chuckled nervously, “It’s kind of a long story,” He replied. “And ya may find it hard to believe.”