Spike , Part 1 : Super Stallion .

"It can lead to other dimensions?" Spike blinked as Twilight fiddled with the mirror. They stood in the Library of the castle, with Starlight helping her out.

As the girls worked Spike was busy staring at his reflection. He looked... human? Well kinda.

He had peach skin, green hair and eyes, but his teeth were still sharp like a carnivores, and his ears were pretty pointy. So not exactly human.

The human him mimicked his movements, in the mirror.

Spike was still only a Rookie dragon. A proper teenager. His wings had grown in, during his first molt, and he was now over 6 feet tall, after his second... but the boy in the mirror... He still looked so very young. Was this what he really was? Obviously not a human, but just a little kid...

Twilight, Starlight, and all his pony friends, were well over a hundred now. Which meant they were respectable young adults now... where he was still just a barely teenage child...

He shook his head, Spike banished the thoughts, to focus on what Twilight was trying to tell him. "You mean besides a high school?"

Twilight rolled her eyes, "Well the mirror works by punching a stable whole in between worlds. Theoretically it can lead to others."

"Nothing theoretical about it," Starlight grinned, "We've been channel surfing all night. Observing other dimensions. We still can't create a stable wormhole, to send matter from one dimension into another, but have been able to make observations of other dimensions."

"The Key," Twilight informed as she walked away from the mirror, "Is setting up an Anchor in another dimension. A tangible place to permanently link the Mirror." she made a few last minutes scribbles, to a scroll on the table. As she looked at the dozen or so open books, around it. "I think this world is as good as any to test the Theory on," Twilight gave a sly smile at Spike. "I think you'll like it."

"I'm not going to turn into a dog again, Am I?" Spike scrunched up his nose in disgust.

Twilight snickered, "No, that is what you'll look like. A Meta Human child, a rather cute one at that." she insisted.

"Meta... Human?" Spike blinked.

"From what we've observed," Twilight smiled, "Meta Humans are a category of humanoid sub species of this world. You're going to love it, Spike. I just know it. This world seems to be made especially for you!" She clapped her hooves together, "I just need to set up the anchor. It will require a lot of power but if done right..." she trailed off and floated the scroll over to Starlight, "Here's the spell. I spent all night working on it. I'll need your help to cast it."

"Sure," Starlight grinned, quickly scanning the document and easily memorizing it, "... you sure this will work?"

"Of course not," Twilight cheerfully declared. "That's why we're going to test it. This should set the link but I'm not sure if it will really open the portal. We'll have to channel a good bit of power through the spell, to force the barrier between worlds to open."

Twilight explained as she guided Starlight to the far side of the library, next to the bookshelves. Then she trotted over to the other side of the room.

"Spike, get away from the mirror and find something to hold onto just in case,"

Spike nodded and skipped over to the center of the room, grabbing the leg of a table. It was a crystal table that was growing out of the ground so odds are it was pretty sturdy.

"Ready Starlight?" Twilight called, grinning eagerly.

"Yep," Starlight lit up her horn.

The two each sent a single blast at the mirror and groaned in disappointment as nothing happened. Spike let go of the table and walked a little closer. He stopped as he saw a spark around the mirror. Little sparks began to go off, then more and more, until finally a vortex erupted, from the mirror itself.

The mirror began sucking in everything. Books flew into the portal as both ponies grabbed hold of the shelves. Spike, having nothing to grab, screamed as his feet were picked off the floor, and he flew towards the mirror.

"SPIKE!" Twilight gasped seeing the boy flying helplessly towards the Mirror. She quickly let go of the shelf and spread her wings, channeling her magic she tried to fly straight at the young dragon. Her horn kept sparking but couldn't grab hold of the boy. The out of control magic of the mirror made it hard to focus on her own.

She flew as fast as she could towards the little dragon, but seconds before she could grab him he was sucked through the portal. It instantly closed and... shattered.

Twilight landed in front of it, staring dumbfounded at the broken shards of glass. Papers began to settle at the abruptness of which the portal closed. Slowly tears formed in her eyes as her mind ran through a thousand silent thoughts. The most obvious one being the void that hit her, as the realization came into focus... Spike... was gone... and there was no way to get him back.

Spike screamed as he tumbled through the void. The lack of gravity combined with the various flips he was doing was really turning his stomach. He had to choke back the urge to puke a number of times.

He could feel his body morph and twist. It felt like every inch of him fell asleep and was tingling all over. His claws slowly turned to hands and his scales turned to skin. His bones reshaped themselves, becoming far less curved. Even his organs moved around and changed.

Suddenly the portal tossed him out and he couldn't help but wish gravity was still absent. All too suddenly he found himself falling towards a big city street from 30 stories up.

He screamed as he covered his eyes. Panic sending his body into overdrive as he willed himself to safety. He felt his bones twist and bend well his muscles grew all over again. The sensation was so weird, but it felt kinda... good. His whole body was warm, burning as pleasantly as his internal flame.

He felt himself hit the ground a second later, it hadn't looked that close, and although it stung, he wasn't actually hurt.

Opening his eyes he saw claws, he could have sworn they were human hands a second ago. Looking around he saw the world was much smaller then it had been moments ago. Standing up he realized he was as tall as the 30 story buildings. Turning around his tail accidentally whipped into a building. He gasped as he could hear a thousand different screams as it began to topple over. THERE WERE PONIES IN THERE!

He quickly grabbed it and set the building down gently on it's side. Humans, not ponies, began pouring out of it, screaming and panicking. Most of them had either brown skin or a variation of peach with pretty tame colors. They weren't nearly as colorful or varied as the humans from Canterlot high. They did, however, have cars like Canterlot High. Spike knew this because several of them kept crashing into his feet and piled over each other and his toes.

Spike was doing his best to be careful as he tried to walk away from the buildings and cars, but he kept accidentally stepping on things. It was better to step on things then the humans after all.

"Hold it right there!" A voice called out to him, one that could be heard over the mass hysteria.

Spike hesitantly turned his head to look, grabbing his tail and hugging it to prevent himself from breaking anything else.

Floating there, in a blue and red jumpsuit, was, "Super Stallion!" Spike gasped. He looked like a human version of the-the very first Comic book hero.

The floating human blinked at him, not expecting such a young voice from the large beast. Truthfully he wasn't expecting a voice at all.

Spike's face heat up as he stared at humanoid Super Stallion. That's when Spike realized he, himself, had wings. They popped out at full length from his excitement and sliced through more buildings. Spike gasped and began panicking again as he tried to pull them back in without toppling the buildings they were embedded into.

"Calm down," said human Super Stallion, "Just calm down, take calming breaths."

Spike did as he was told, forcing himself to be calm. Suddenly his body burst into green flames. Before he realized what was going on his body morphed with the help of the fire. Suddenly he was on the ground with hands that had a severe lack of scales. He was tinny again, the size of a human child.

Super Stallion gently flew down and landed in front of him.

"What's happening?" Spike gaped at him

"It's going to be okay," the hero insisted.

That's when it clicked... hero, a real life Superhero... no wonder Twilight thought he'd love it here.

"Twilight?" Spike muttered as another realization hit him. He frantically looked around and kept calling her name, "Twilight!?"

"Twilight?" Super Stallion blinked.

"My big sister," Spike explained looking around before once again calling, "TWILIGHT!?"

"No one else came through the portal with you," Said Super Stallion. "If you'll come with me we'll help you the best we can."

"We?" Spike tried to choke back his panic.

"The Justice League."

"Since when can Super Stallion fly?" Spike asked, as the human flew him over to the hall of justice.

"That's 'Superman'," Said Super Stallion, well not really Super Stallion apparently. Even his name was the human version of the comic book character.

"I thought you just jumped around everywhere?" Spike rephrased his question.

"That was my predecessor, from the Golden Age, when Superheroes first appeared," explained Super...man. The name wasn't as cool as Super Stallion. Who didn't love alliteration? "he's retired now."

"What about Kent Nelson? Doctor Fate would never retire!" Spike spoke adamantly.

Superman gave a light chuckle, "Sad to say he's retire to." he tried his best not to full out laugh at the childish pout on the boy's face. "People get old. However much we might want to we can't be young forever."

"Dragons can!" Spike was adamant.

"What's that?" Superman raised an eyebrow.

"I'm a dragon."

"A... dragon?" Wonder Woman eyed as the Justice League watched the child on the view screen.

Batman, Superman, Martian Manhunter, Cyborg, Green Lantern Hal Jordan, Flash, and Captain Marvel. There were hundreds of other League members, but these were the only ones present.

They all just watched the boy. As the child was laying on his belly, playing with superhero action figures. Reporters were on the other side of the glass, taking pictures of the child as he innocently played, unaware of them.

The League set this up deliberately so the media wouldn't write the boy off as a super villain, but rather just another meta child having difficulty controlling his powers (and the league taking responsibility for him, as they tended to do for such children).

Superman had managed to find some golden age hero figures in the gift shop for the boy. Wayne Enterprises, Batman's company, sold a bunch of superhero merchandise through one of it's many departments. Most of the profits went to funding the Justice League. As The Hall of Justice was basically an amusement park they sold a lot of the merchandise here and even had a Factory floor using Star Trek style matter converters, to ship out merchandise across the planet. All the Heroes got royalties for their merch but most of it went to the League itself.

"More like Homo Draco," Captain Marvel shrugged. He seemed to just know everything there was when it came to magic. "They are a type of Meta Human evolved from dragons," he explained. "Highly magical beings, breathes fire, minor shape shifting abilities (so long as it's dragon related), lifespan worth a few thousand years, thick skin, teeth strong enough to bite through Diamonds, but more closely related to humans then the magical beast."

Cyborg added, "His body is filled with the markers of inter dimensional travel. I'd even say this wasn't the first alternate reality he's been to. The transport he used seemed to have readjusted his body to better fit with our universes laws."

Captain Marvel nodded, "Dragons went extinct a long time ago, in our dimension. Although we get a few pouring in from others now and then. Homo Draco is what replaced our natural dragons, but they are an endangered species. Thanks to knights hunting them for sport during the dark ages. There are only a few thousand of them left,"

Martian Manhunter shrugged, "The transport he used seems to have decided they are close enough."

Superman sighed, "Apparently we are just comic book characters in his world, and not even that. His comics focus on the first generation of Heroes that appeared during World War 2. He doesn't know anything about our generation,"

"Which is probably for the best," Batman reminded. "We have enough trouble with alternate realities, where we're comic book characters. Too much guessing when it comes to what's real and what could become real. Not to mention the pesky fact they know all our secret identities."

"He says," Superman continued. "That he doesn't expect to stay here long, the portal should open up again in exactly 30 nights. He just wants to enjoy his time here until he has to go back."

Captain Marvel asked, "What do we do with him until then? He did just destroy a few city blocks, by taking a stroll. Not to mention he looks barely out of diapers. We can't just leave this kid to his own devices, until his ride gets here."

Batman grunted, as if it was obvious. "Titans Tower, Nightwing has been using his trust fund to finance a private institution for Meta Human children. An old acquaintance of his, Starfire, runs it for him."

Cyborg blinked, "What like a superhero school?"

"Not exactly," Batman explained, "More like an after school program. Although there are dorm rooms."

Superman sighed, "Superboy is there..." and all his colleagues nodded, but made no comment. That was an uncomfortable enough topic, and they had too much on their plate to open that can of worms.