A Dragon's Finale
Dear Twilight
The number one assistant. This title has been plaguing me for years; since you first started calling me this years ago I loved it. I enjoyed when I made you proud, when I accomplished all your tasks so you may rest and play with me. Slowly I began to loathe the title, to loathe just being an assistant instead of an actual friend.
But I secured the thought of loneliness in the innermost sanctum of my mind, shielded by a childish misdemeanour that if I tried hard enough then you would still love me. All my young draconic life I was wrapped in that warm blanket.
But there was a problem. My philosophy was wrong, dead wrong.
Ever since you came to Ponyville and created a bond between others, you spent less and less time with me and stared spilling more and more work on me. Every moment you left without me was a blow that chipped away at my shield. The attacks add up Twi and I get weaker and weaker by the day.
Remember that time you went to Cloudsdale and you left me behind? You obviously forgot the fact that I had always wanted to go there. This was not the first time you overlooked me and simply traveled were you wanted. The gala, do you remember Twilight? You and your friends all forget little “Spikey Wikey” so little “Spikey Wikey” had to leave for donuts.
But the blow that completely eradicated what remained of my shield was your actions an hour ago. I just realized you had traverse to Canterlot for your birthday with all your new friends and left behind your oldest “friend.” That hurt Twilight it really did. I went through a lot of trouble, I made you your favorite cake, I made streamers, I prepared balloons and in the end you just ditched me. Don’t you remember how when we were younger we used to celebrate your birthdays together, just you, me, your brother, your parents and the princess?
By the time I came across that piece of information I had an epiphany. I realized you didn’t love me anymore. It is not just you but also your friends. I know they don’t care about me because I am just the “assistant.” I never had any real role in your lives did I?
Let me guess is it because I’m a dragon? Do you ponies hate dragons because they are vicious and greedy? I never tried to become an evil dragon because I wanted to fit in and make friends. Yet what surprises me about the situation is that I still love you guys. I still want to be a part of your lives but obviously you don’t want to be a part of mine.
I had enough. You have finally crossed the line. This is the end of Spike the dragon. When you read this he will be in another plane of existence, maybe he might even find happiness and a sense of belonging there. You might as well consider this my “climax” or “final conclusion” if you will.
Love
Spike
P.S Don’t open the bathroom
Twilight was shocked, shocked to the core. She had never expected in her wildest dreams for something like this to happen. She thought it was a letter from the princess greeting her a happy birthday. She did not foresee a letter of lament by Spike to be sent by dragon fire. She was cast into an emotional storm as she racked her mind for an explanation, but she realized that she had been neglecting Spike ever since they had arrived in Ponyville. Her eyes started to tear up as she clutched the letter to her chest.
“Sugar bun are you ok?”
There was Applejack and all her other friends. They were staring hesitantly at Twilight like she was a bomb on a short fuse. Applejack’s statement had cut a dagger wound into her heart; she soon unleashed the floodgates and cried intensely. All her friends were shocked and they quickly embraced Twilight in a group hug to make her feel better.
“N-no I don’t, I feel like my heart has been thrown into a shredder.”
Twilight was remembering the last bit of the letter and was on the verge of breaking down into an immovable heap but suddenly something clicked in her mind. The last bit seemed off, it was like a suici-
“Oh my Celestia!”
Twilight’s horn started glowing and she conjured a chariot with her magic. All her friends were stunned as they eyed the chariot with curiosity.
“What’s going on dear?”
“No time! Get on we have to get back to Ponyville!”
The girls were a bit apprehensive but they quickly climbed on. Twilight enhanced the chariot and it flew with such a speed that Rainbow Dash was sure it could easily become the new captain of the wonder bolts. Within a minute they were at the library door. Before anyone had time to think Twilight had smashed the door with magic.
“What in the hay is going on?!”
“My beautiful mane! It’s ruined!”
“I think I broke a cupcake!”
“Booyah! That was awesome!”
“Eep!”
Twilight quickly trotted in and the girls looked at each other, they feared for the worst so they followed hastily. By the time they had caught up with Twilight to the bathroom door, her horn was already glowing with a purple aura as she was prepared to cast another spell. With a flurry of splinters the door broke and there was Spike.
Spike was lying down on the floor. Blood surrounded him completely seeping at the sides. He appeared to have multiple stab wounds all across his arm and he was holding a butchers knife that was encased in a glow just above his heart. Before anyone could even blink he shoved it deep. Twilight could only utter one word before the dragon tumbled into a heap on the bathroom.
“NO!”
The girls all let out a collective scream and huddled around Spike just as Twilight quickly assessed the situation in her head.
“Rainbow Dash you are the fastest, go get a doctor! Pinkie get my bandages and roll of cloth in the cupboard! Fluttershy, Rarity and Applejack you are all with me as you all know medical techniques!”
Twilight was barking orders much fiercer than any general could. Rainbow Dash saluted and flew out the window while Pinkie vanished into the kitchen. She quickly studied Spike and removed the knife embedded in his chest using her magic. Pinkie returned with the bandages and cloth. Fluttershy started to apply the bandages on the smaller cuts while Applejack and Rarity helped one another apply the cloth on the major stab wounds. Twilight was doing her best concentrating her magic on preventing blood loss. They were startled when a voice interrupted them in the middle of their work, it was like a sickly wheeze laced with pain.
”W-why won’t y-y-you l-let me end my suffering?”
Twilight stared at Spike’s brutalized face and she started to tear up as he stared back with eyes filled with agony and torture. Twilight answered.
“Because I love you, don't worry Spike you are going to make it!”
Spike uttered one last sentence before he fell unconscious , a sentence that was going to haunt the girls forever, a sentence which shook Twilight’s emotional foundation to the very core. Just as Spike finished uttering a curse, the medical ponies had arrived but the silence brought about by the 4 words where hanging heavily in the air.
“That is a lie.”
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Twilight was sitting beside Spike’s bed in the hospital. It was already late and the others slept in the lounge of the hospital but Twilight was adamant to be by his side, she literally threatened any nurse that asked her to leave. When the princesses were notified they quickly cancelled all their appointments and were on the way. Twilight looked at Spike’s body, it was covered in bandages because he had not only jabbed himself in the chest but he also slit his wrists, stabbed other parts of his body and even his tail. According to the doctor he had just missed his heart and it was a miracle he is still alive.
“Oh Spike I am so sorry.”
Twilight just looked again. He was in critical condition and there was a chance he wouldn’t make it.
“Please Spike, I promise if you live through this I will never abuse you again.”
Spike didn’t answer.
“Please Spike you can come on adventures with us, I will buy you those donuts you love so much, I promise never to abandon you again!”
She was crying like a waterfall. Spike was still as stoic as ever and Twilight feared for the worst.
“Spike I love you so much please forgive me, please I will never take advantage of you again.”
Twilight was exhausted and she was getting sleepier and sleepier but she still wouldn’t stop.
“Spike I will never forgive myself if you die please!”
Twilight’s body had enough of the emotional turmoil and the physical drain the magic casted on her body though and the purple pony fell asleep. The temperature dropped and she started to shiver. Slowly a blanket was placed on her and he stopped shivering, the arm that placed it was purple.
A battered purple dragon was leaning slightly over Twilight with a smile on his face.
Spike leaned over not minding the excruciating pain cruising throughout his body and kissed Twilight. Not a moment later her frown dissipated and a smile was formed.
“Good night Twilight Sparkle, I am sorry for this is my last with you.”
Spike just remembered the nostalgia of his younger days with Twilight.
“I can never truly be with you guys, I am a dragon and you are ponies, we are like water and fire so I guess we must depart. If I stay I would simply be hindering you guys and my self and I have already done my fair share of that for a lifetime. I am simply doing to myself what nature would do to me many years later.”
Spike then lay back down and he slowly unplugged the life support systems that provided magic throughout his body. His heart slowly started to weaken and breath by breath his light was dimming. Spike looked at Twilight one more one time and smiled genuinely.
“I love you too Twi.”
As he uttered that his last breath was release and his time on Equestria was up. With that the days of Spike the dragon were finished. The number one assistant of the apprentice and personal assistant to princess Celestia herself, was dead and the elements of harmony could no longer assist him for he was gone, gone from this realm of existence.