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Chapter I

But...there is one they fear. In their tongue... he is 'Dovahkiin'-Dragonborn!

-Esbern, of the Blades. Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

"Hey look, a cave. Wonder what's inside" said a pale brunette woman with an athletic build under her fur and steel armour.

"Yes...Lydia...we just slaughtered a band of bandits in there..." sighed the woman's companion...a rather large man wearing the armour of a brigand...a heavy iron chest plate and horned helmet, with steel cuffs and boots.

"I've never seen anything like that, before," continued Lydia, pointing to a small door in the side of the mountain.

"Hey...that actually is kinda new...reminds of the Brotherhood Sanctuary door before I slaughtered those bunch of cowards...show them to kidnap me in my sleep...Speaking of which...I've been meaning to ask...weren't you in the bed with me? Didn't you...um...you know...see them or something?" replied the large man.

"Oh, a bit of this and a bit of that," answered Lydia. The man rolled his eyes.

"Lydia...I think perhaps I should have smithed you a helmet...I swear...you get more derpy everyday...oh well...you are still good for a few things," smiled the man, looking over at Lydia's back side.

"I am sworn to carry your burdens," said Lydia.

"Indeed...if you didn't have such a great arse...you would be burdened...with a whole belly-full...luckily, we haven't had any splash conceptions, yet" smirked the man. Turning his attention to the door, he saw that it was much too small to walk through. He could craws through it, though, and amazingly, the door came opened easily.

"You stay here, Lydia. I'm going in," ordered the man.

"As you wish, my thane," replied Lydia. With that, the man began crawling through the passageway.

"So nice of you to help carry my groceries," said a white unicorn with dark purple hair to a dragon by her side.

"I'd do anything for you," replied the dragon, hearts in his eyes.

"Of course...alright, first on the list...carrots...Hey, right there is Golden Harvest...Hello, Golden Harvest...gone beyond your garden lately?" said the white unicorn.

"Not lately, Rarity. How are you two?" replied the yellow earth pony with hair as orange as the carrots she was selling.

"Oh, you know, just shopping. Twilight was kind enough to lend me Spike to help me...need a bunch of groceries after Sweetie Belle fixed another one of her famous breakfasts..." Rarity said.

"Well, I have all of your carrot needs...even have a stock of carrot peelers...the duck also tried to sell me an electric carrot peeler...but who besides a rabbit eats that many carrots?" said Golden Harvest, bringing out her produce for Rarity to look at.

"Perhaps Fluttershy might find an electric carrot peeler useful for Angel—what the?" Rarity said in alarm as a large, bipedal being the likes of which she had never seen before ran in with a sword, and then proceeded to swing the sword right on top of Spike. As the sword landed on the ground, Spike's wide eyes suddenly fell away, as the two halves of him fell to the side.

"Spike!" cried Rarity, cradling the remains of the baby dragon. As she did a great wind of energy seemed to go from Spike's body to the strange animal, and as the wind blew, Spike's scales and flesh burned off until nothing but bones and scales were left.

"No need to thank me, citizen. Just a day's work for the Dragonborn," said the strange animal, looking quite pleased with himself as he rested his sword over his shoulder.

"What...why did you just...you killed Spike," stammered Rarity, eyes filled with tears. A crowd of ponies surrounded the scene.

"And absorbed his soul...now he will stay dead...if I could have have those bones and scales...when my smithing skill gets to one-hundred, I'm going to make some dragon plate armour...though interestingly, it isn't as good as the dradric armour you only need ninety skill to smith..." said the Dragonborn.

"What...what kind of sociopath are you? Spike never did anything to you," screamed Rarity. Before the Dragonborn could respond.

"Spike? What bout Spike...Gasp! What happened to Spike!" cried a purple unicorn with wings, eyes going wide in shock as she saw the skeletal remains of her number one assistant.

"This...this sociopath cleaved him clean in two...and then absorbed his soul...whatever that means," said Rarity.

The purple unicorn's eyes narrowed as she stared at the Dragonborn. A purple aurora surrounded her horn as she stepped closer to the human.

"Hey, back off, or I'll-" the Dragonborn was interrupted as he was engulfed in a purple mushroom explosion. To everyone there, the explosion reminded them of Rainbow Dash's Sonic Rainbooms, except somehow more angry and less show offish.

When the dust cleared, nothing of the Dragonborn remained. Scared and shocked ponies gingerly raised from the crouch positions many had taken.

"How...?" Lemony Gem, a yellow unicorn with blue hair, muttered to herself. Twilight, whether or not she had heard Gem's question, said,

"The spell...was all of my rage targeted into pure energy...luckily...the energy is only transferred to the object of the emotion..."

"Whoa...remind me to never piss Twilight off," commented Rainbow Dash, who had flew down when she had seen the mushroom cloud.

"Ya mean more than ya usually do?" smirked Applejack, moving her hoof as she did. Rainbow Dash just gave the orange earth pony a dirty look before turning her attention back to Twilight.

Twilight cradled the bisected skeleton in her hoofs, tears flowing rapidly down her face, a look of saddens and shock. The other Elements of Harmony who were in Ponyville that day; Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash, gathered around Twilight for support. Twilight did not seem to notice her friends...she did not seem to notice anything around her...she just kept staring into the large eye sockets as her own eyes released a river of tears. Finally, she looked up and sobbed,

"Spike..."