Moving this to the top, because apparently, people can't read all the way down:

To Whom It May concern, this is canon divergent, and the circumstances in this fic are but the best delivery for the situation that I wish to create. It is not an accusation fic, and those elements will be nothing but background to the primary events of the story. if you added it to one of those collections, please remove it.

He groaned as he woke, and he opened his eyes to the same dirt road he’d fallen asleep aside. Maybe it was the crying, or just the situation hitting him in full force, but Spike woke up exhausted, not even wanting to move an inch from his sleeping position under the tree. He layed in the grass, eyes half lidded, but awake, and he stared at the ground next to him, watching a band of ants trailing along to their anthill. He flinched as he felt a ladybug of all things land on his nose. He stared at it angrily, and given the reason he was out here, he felt it was well deserved. A twist of good birthday luck spurred on an instinct that he didn’t even know he had and a power that he didn’t even know he had turned his happy birthday and the next few days into the worst bad luck he’d ever experienced.

And if this ladybug was meant to represent good luck like ponies said it did, he really could’ve used it two days ago.

Still, his anger crumbled to pieces at a thought that he’d shied away from, because he wanted to believe more than anything that it wasn’t true, he had every reason to think it wasn’t true, but still, it cropped up, like an annoyingly persistent weed that the farmer of his field of thoughts had to tend to and yank up every few minutes.

Even if he hadn’t known this would happen, he could’ve stopped it. He could’ve stopped taking things, stopped trying to build a hoard and now what? He didn’t and he was paying the price for greed. What was the word Twilight used? Avarice. It was Avarice he’d had, and now he was paying the price.

It was all his fault, and he was stuck with the results.

Ponykind knows so little about dragons, and the Greed Growth incident came unexpectedly because of that. Spike, having the terrible magnitude of incident come crashing down on him, runs away from Ponyville, along the way meeting an eccentric Satyr, and encountering the Changelings, as well as whole cabal of powerful deities. Hoping to improve the condition of the Changeling Hive, and wanting a reason to stay away from the Ponies who know so little, and have so much to fear, he finds himself psuedo-adopted by the Changeling Queen. With new powers, a whole host of issues and conflicts to resolve, and friends to try and help from a distance, Spike's hands are more than full, especially with trying to stop Queen Chrysalis from starting a war.