//------------------------------// // 6 - Suppression // Story: The Fallen Angel // by Dragon-In-Black //------------------------------// Spike was in the forest with a large sword that was coloured in red with a black handle on it. The blade was red coloured and where you held it was black. The two things that went from left to right had carvings of angels that fell from Heaven. Spike training in the Everfree forest as he had nothing better to do. He could not afford to stop training as he had to be prepared for everything. He could not afford to lose any battles. He had a feeling that Luna was watching him from a distance, and he could not help but try to impress her with his fighting skill. The sword swung from left to right in the most violent ways possible. He used his feet to move around and pretend that his enemies were attacking him. He made it all up in his mind and it was getting more realistic, and that had its advantages and disadvantages. The advantages were that he was well prepared and could fight against himself in that sense as he only expects to fight against those of his high calibre. The disadvantages were that there was no resistance. There was only air and that was no good because it would mean that there Is a high possibility that he might get sloppy. “Dear nephew, that is impressive.” A voice said that made Spike turned around and smile. The Princess of the night was smiling at him and looked rather happy with what she was seeing. Spike walked up to her and she walked up to him and they felt each other's breaths as to how close they were. “Thank you, aunt Luna. What are you doing here, stalking me?” Spike asked, making Luna blush and she got very quickly defensive of herself. “No, no, no!! I. . . I was just flying by to meet a friend, yes, a friend.” Luna said, making the lie up on the spot. Spike grinned like a lunatic at his aunt. He knew that she was a good liar, but she seemed like a child this time. Her poker face would have made other politicians cry in shame at that moment. Spike looked into her eyes and he felt her blush. The warmth coming from her was natural and was from the adoration she had for him. Spike moved closer to her and Luna felt her hormones go into a frenzy. She wanted to jump into his arms right there and then. But she refrained from doing so. Luna looked into Spike’s eyes and would have flinched by the look he was giving her. It was one of hatred, but it was not at her. She had seen that look before. . . in herself. She wanted to help him dearly, but she knew that he would not listen. Although, it was always worth a shot. She blushed as she touched him a little bit and felt his strong arms and stomach. She would not mind falling asleep with him. . . Spike pulled her into a hug and they felt their warm bodies pressed together. Luna blushed but she felt like she was winning the lottery. Spike just enjoyed the warmth that was emitting from her. They both enjoyed it and wished it would have lasted forever. The sensations they were feeling were lust and to some extent: greed. Spike maybe a dragon and can control it a million times better than dragons, but Luna was still a mortal being compared to him. Luna was doing everything in her power to not jump at him and bang him, while Spike was simply ignoring his urges which was not a good idea. When they left each other's embrace, they felt the coldness around them and heard the leaves ruffle each other. The moon and stars were clear in the sky and that was simply perfect for the two love birds. “That was. . . interesting,” Luna stated as she tried her best to not look at her nephew in the eye. Spike nodded and looked up at the stars and then looked at the red-faced mare that was blushing madly. He chuckled a little as she turned redder. “Indeed it was,” Spike replied as they both embraced each other again. Luna felt on top of the world as she felt the scales brush against her coat. It felt so right. Spike was observing her as they were pressed together. Spike then looked into her eyes and they were mesmerized by her. The cold gaze that she usually wore was gone. It was only gentle and kind. They moved closer and closer. Spike and Luna were touching noses and they then did it. They kissed. It was delicate, warm and filled with passion. Luna felt her stomach become butterflies. Spike then pulled her closer to him and they went deeper. Luna allowed him entry and they kissed deeper. They did not stop until they had to breathe. Spike was amazed and he felt different. Instead of hatred, resentment, anger, despair and other emotions, he felt love. Actual love, not just something made up at the moment. Luna felt it too, and she felt amazing. When she looked into her nephew’s eyes she felt like she had won. She knew he was the one. Everything was right. Spike smiled at her with adoration and affection. Luna smiled back. “You know how to swing a sword. Maybe we could train sometime?” Luna asked, hopefully as she looked at Spike. The dragon in question smiled at his aunt and nodded. He usually trained alone, but he could use some company. “Where did you get the sword?” Spike looked at her and saw that she looked curious. “I found a sword and decided to go to a weapon’s customizer and coloured it. It was expensive but worth it.” Spike said, lying with ease. Luna knew he was lying and she understood. He did not know if he could tell her. She understood completely. She did not blame him for it. If she was in his position she would have done the same thing. “Good, well, do you want to travel to the castle with me?” Luna asked as she prepared herself to fly away. Spike thought about it and nodded. He felt finished with his training. He took the sword and used his powers to hide it. The last thing he needed was his mother asking trillions of questions as to why he was holding a sword. The trees did not seem as hostile like they were before. Spike took Luna’s hoof and together, they flew towards Canterlot Castle and they felt giddy and happy.