• Published 11th Feb 2014
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Life of a Dragon: Die for Metal - MoshKing



Spike is pushed too far and runs away, and learns of the raw power behind heavy metal.

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Chapter 9: Changes in the Wind

Spike and his friends sat in the living room of their new home, watching TV. The four were exhausted after a long day of recording songs for their first album. As they relaxed in the living room of their new home, the four were unaware of the draconequus who watched them from inside the bus.

"So what else are we going to record?" Blueblood asked. " We're gonna need at least three more songs on the album before we can call this thing finished."

Discord chuckled at the informal manner by which Blueblood spoke. He knew about the prince's problem with showing his true self in public. Blueblood had a hard life as a child, one which he was not keen on speaking about. When Discord had tried to get Blueblood to talk, the prince simply said "no" and walked away. When Discord continued to press the issue, Blueblood magically encased him in a metal box and threw him from the tallest tower of the castle.

Needless to say, Discord's attempts to pull information out of him stopped there.

Spike answered his cousin. "Well, out of all the shit I got here," he gestured to the pile of papers in his lap. " I think 'Sad But True', 'The Unforgiven', and 'Wherever I May Roam' would be the best choices."

"What about that one?" Cheese asked, pointing at a piece of paper sitting on the couch between Spike and Blueblood. The top of the paper was entitled "For Whom The Bell Tolls".

Spike picked up the paper and glanced over before shaking his head. "Nah." he replied. "I think we should wait until our next one to use this song. I don't want to put all of our best songs on one album."

Discord had been listening to the four's recording sessions all day. The music they played was, to Discord, mysteriously enticing. Hearing such music fill his ears put Discord at ease, as if he had found something he had lost long ago and had forgotten about it until now. Discord didn't quite understand where this feeling came from, but as he was a manifestation of chaos itself, he wasn't about to question it either. He liked the music that Spike and his band played, and decided to keep it at that.

Blueblood yawned. "Well, I'm tired." he said, getting up from his position on the couch. "I'm going to bed. You guys coming?"

Big Mac and Cheese Sandwich stood up from their respective seats and walked up the stairs with Blueblood. Blueblood turned back to look at Spike, who had not moved from where he sat.

"You coming, Spike?" Blueblood asked him.

Spike looked up at his cousin. "I'll be up, soon." he responded. "I'm just gonna go over some of the stuff we have here." Blueblood shrugged and went upstairs, with Big Mac and Cheese close behind him.

Spike sat and looked through the papers in his lap for a few minutes, before getting up, leaving the stack of papers on the couch. He walked up the stairs and proceeded towards his bedroom. As he undressed and got into bed, he couldn't help but wonder what the future could possibly hold in store for him.


At Celestia's castle...

Celestia stood over her balcony, ready to turn in for the night. Her sister, Luna, stood by her side, staring out over the horizon as the city of Canterlot sparkled beneath them.

"Must you worry about Spike so much, Tia?" Luna asked her sister.

Celestia looked at her sister. "I can't help it, Luna. He's my son. After everything that's happened in the last few days, I don't want him doing something reckless while he's in such a vulnerable state." A frown crossed her face. She rubbed her arms as she looked at the city below.

Luna placed a comforting hand on Celestia's shoulder. "I'm sure he'll be fine." she reassured her. "He's a grown dragon. He's fully capable of taking care of himself." Luna walked towards the bedroom door and opened it, turning back to her sister once more. "Now get to bed. You have a busy schedule tomorrow." Luna left her sister's bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Celestia sighed. She got ready for bed, she continued to think about Spike. She couldn't help but feel guilty about putting him into Twilight's care. Had she known how Twilight and her friends would treat her son, she never would have given her custody of Spike.

As she continued to think about her son, her thoughts soon shifted to the dragon's father. It had been over 20 years since she had last seen him, and yet she could still remember the last time she saw him.

Please, take care of my son. Those had been his last words to her before he left. After that, she had never seen him again. She looked at a picture of Spike and her when Spike was ten years old. Even when he was young, he looked remarkably like his father. Especially his eyes. At the age of ten, Spike's eyes had the same soft, warm gaze that she remembered his father so well for. One of her many regrets in her life was that Spike never had the chance to meet him.

Celestia turned away from the picture and got into bed. As she drifted off to sleep, she prayed that her son would be okay.


At the Carousel Boutique

Rarity sat at her kitchen table in her bathrobe, staring down forlornly at the glass of whiskey she held in her hands. She brought the glass to her mouth and drank deeply, finishing the glass before reaching over to the bottle beside her to refill her cup.

She was disgusted with herself. How could she ever do something so horrendous to Spike? It was bad enough that she had used him, but then she began seeing Twilight behind his back. What was wrong with her?

She drank once more, finishing a third of the glass before setting it back down. Her eyes averted to the Fire Ruby that sat in the middle of the table, still black as coal with the single crack running through it. She had to do what was right, which in this case, the right thing to do was to break up with Twilight. She knew it would hurt, because she genuinely cared for the lavender alicorn, but she couldn't continue to be in a relationship that would only hurt someone very near and dear to her heart.

And fucking his sister behind his back was a real great way to show him how dear to you he his, wasn't it, bitch? Her conscience said, mocking her. Rarity finished the glass and got up from her seat, grabbing the Fire Ruby as she did so. She climbed the stairs and walked to her bedroom. She unceremoniously plopped down on her bed, clutching the Fire Ruby to her chest. As she lied on her bed, she cried. Cried for how she would have to end her relationship with Twilight; cried for how she broke Spike's heart and lost the respect and love of her little sister; and cried for the loss of the friendship of one of the only men in Equestria who truly cared about her.


In Greenfire's Tour Bus...

In Spike's room, his belt buckle glowed in the moonlight. Unbeknownst to the sleeping dragon, the buckle began to glow with an eerie red light. The buckle's eyes glowed a dull red, and it began to emit a very low growl.

Soon...the Chosen One...shall rise...and fulfill his destiny...

Author's Note:

Sorry this took so long. I've been really busy and I've been going through a lot of shit recently. BUt now, I've finally got another chapter out. Now it's time to start the next one.

Until next time...

Live hard and rock on!