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Equestria Girls Spikebelle - Chaos04



Spike is a young boy who attends Canterlot junior making new friends and gose on adventures

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Spike's Past

It was a magnificent night as the stars shined brightly in the night sky. In a little house, a young boy was asleep, dreaming about the first day he met Garble.
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It was a nice summer day as a little kid was running the streets of Canterlot. He didn't know where he was going until he saw an alleyway and stopped. Even though he had seen hundreds of alleyway before, this one carried an air of foreboding. And for whatever reason, he found himself drawn to walk into its shadowy passage.

Cautiously, he entered. Wherever he looked, he saw nothing

"What are you doing here?" came a voice from the shadows.

The boy looked, and saw the owner of the voice: an older boy in his teens.

Taken aback by the sudden appearance, the younger boy stepped backwards.

" My name's Spike. I was just taking a shortcut home," he said, bearly hiding his suprise.

The teen grinned as he thought of an idea.

"Well my name's Garble. I'm to make a gang. Wanna join?" he asked with a devious smile.

Spike thought about it then agreed

"Sure," he said, not quite knowing what he agreed to.

Garble smiled and placed his hand on Spike's shoulder to guide him further into the darkness of the alleyway.

After what seemed only a few steps, the shadows all faded away revealing a new environment of the seamy part of town. Where all the buildings were dilapidated, and the streets littered with garbage.

At the end of a long road, Spike could make out the form of an old motel, which still had it's neon sign blinking. Even though it was far away, they reached the front in seconds.

"Garble what are we doing here?" Spike wondered.

"This place? This is where we all begin," Garble said to the younger boy. He grabbed a key out of his pocket to unlock the door. Inside the building, it was just as dark as the alleyway from before. And just like before, Garble gently guided Spike inside, and the door slammed itself shut.

Even though he couldn't actually see anything, Spike thought he could see the whirling, distorted faces of everyone he met since Garble, and hear their words tormenting him.

"This isn't worth it! I quit!" Spike heard his own voice say, even though he said nothing.

Last of all, Garble's face appeared from out of the shadows, glaring harshly at Spike.

"You'll regret this, Spike!" Garble said as he and the world disappeared.

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Spike's eyes opened wide. He looked around, and huffed a relieved sigh to find he was still in his bedroom. It had all been a nightmare.

It was morning now, and he crawled out of bed to get changed into his clothes.

He exited the room, heading to the living room to watch some TV.

"Spike?" he heard a voice call out from the kitchen

"Yes, mum," he answered. He was still thinking about that dream, but he couldn't linger on it. He simply shook it from his mind.

"Spike, tomorrow you've got school," his mum said, smiling.

Spike groaned in response. He always hated school when he lived in Manehattan

"Can I maybe just skip school?" he asked, not wanting to go.

Meanwhile, in a red house lived a teenage boy. A rascal with something of a propensity for playing the prankster. That morning, he left his house to go to the beach.

"I can't wait to get to the beach," he thought to himself, ready for a bit of fun. His thoughts were interrupted when he suddenly walked into a young boy. "Hello who might you be?" he asked the younger boy

"My name's Spike. Who are you?" the boy politely asked.

The older boy was a little bored, but responded so as not to be rude.

"Name's Discord," he answered. A question occurred to him, "Are you going to the beach?"

Spike answered with a nod.

" I guess I'll take you there," the older boy sighed. His patience was growing thin, as he and the younger boy started walking to the beach.

They arrived at the beach safely and without incident.

"Thank you," Spike said, running off in a different direction. And he kept running without so much as a care. Thoughts of school started fading from his mind, until he bumped into someone else.

"Hey!" came a girl's voice.

"Not again," Spike thought. He stood up ready to apologize,

The girl he had bumped into turned around to face the boy. She was an older girl, somewhere in her late teens, and had a distinctive look of purple hair tied up in a ponytail, and thick-rimmed glasses. More notably, she didn't look mad about the incident, but only slightly annoyed.

"You should really watch out next time," she said adjusting her glasses

"I'll remember that," was all Spike could think to say. That certainly wouldn't do for an apology, but he couldn't think of what words he wanted to say. Instead, he
introduced himself. "Name's Spike."

"Twilight Sparkle. Nice to meet you," the girl introduced herself.

Behind Twilight, Spike could see six other girls lounging and playing in the sand. Two more girls, one with pink hair, and another with rainbow hair came running over to Twilight.

"Twilight, what are you doing over here? All the fun's that way," said the pink-haired girl.

"Looks like she's was helping out some kid," said the rainbow-haired girl.

"No, I didn't need any help. We just kind of met," Spike answered. Again, he could think of nothing to say to the others, other then, "Hi. My name's Spike."

"You really cut to the quick don't you. I like it. I'm Rainbow Dash, and this is Pinkie Pie with me," said the rainbow-haired girl. She indicated the others behind herself. "Over there's Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy and Sunset Shimmer. And I think you know Twilight."

"Super nice meeting you," Pinkie said. "Do you have any other friends besides us here?"

"Pinkie, don't rush him. We can't be his friends just now When we just met," Twilight said.

Spike wasn't so sure about that.

"Well, I did meet another guy earlier."

Before Spike could explain, the boy in question quickly ran up, completely out of breath from running.

"Discord?" Spike said. What are you doing all the way over here? And why are you all out of breath?

Discord huffed loudly before answering, "There's a guy looking for you. Big guy with orange hair. Said he knew you."

The description was vague, but Spike knew exactly who he was talking about, and froze.

"Is something wrong?" Twilight asked.

"Huh? Uh, no. It's just an old friend of mine. I... I'll go meet him real quick," Spike said, before running off to the direction Discord had pointed him.

Spike kept running till he made it to the east side of the beach. Around a bend, and there was Garble sitting on a piece of driftwood with his back turned. Spike seeth with rage and resement at the sight of him, but Garble was simply sitting as naturally and peacefully as the tides before him.

"Alright. I'm here. What do you want?" Spike asked.

Garble stood up and turned around to face Spike with a sickening grin. He stepped over the driftwood to walk closer to Spike.

"You don't have to worry about me being here, Spike. I'm just here for a friendly visit," Garble answered.

"That implies there's anything friendly between us."

"Easy, Spike. I don't understand where this is coming from."

"You know perfectly well where this is coming from. You've done nothing but wrong since I met you. And I don't want anything else to do with you," Spike said. He had made his point clear, and turned to walk away.

"I really thought you'd want to come back," Garble said. "We used to be like a family, you and me. You used to say if anything happened to your mum, you'd turn to me first. Aw, well. Enjoy your gift."

Spike didn't want to hear anything more, and kept walking. Any gift that Garble could give him could only be bad news. He kept walking back to where he left those girls and Discord, and found Twilight sunning herself on her towel.

"Oh, Spike. I thought you might come back," Twilight said, when Spike sat down next to her.
"How did things go with your friend?"

"Well, we won't be seeing each other for a while," was all Spike answered.

"Is something wrong? Did you two have a fight?"

"I don't want to talk about it," Spike muttered. He noticed that one member of the group was missing. "where'd Discord go?"

"He left a while ago," Twilight answered. "Do you want to join us for some volleyball?"

"Nah. I think I'll head home," Spike said, partly too drained from the experience, and partly because he didn't want to risk bumping into Garble again.

Spike went running through Streets, hoping to be home on time so he wouldn't get scolded from his mother But, what he saw when he got back shocked him to the his core. Tears filled his eyes as he looked at the charred remains of his house.