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Twilight's Saga Volume 2

Spike's Flames

Through the deep of the Everfree Forest the dragon-blooded boy trudged, following the familiar path from his friend Zecora's hut back towards his own home in town. Spike had made a delivery of several new books to the talented potions master per the request of Twilight Sparkle; his room mate and closest thing to family the boy had. While it was a long walk Spike didn't really mind it. He liked Zecora just fine and doing favors for the lovely women came naturally to him. Having spent most of his life as an assistant to the scholar, Spike found himself in many situations that required his special set of talents he'd mastered over the years. Not least of which was his gifted strength from his heritage.

Past the blue flowers of poison joke, over the large log that let him cross the thorn patch and now through the thick wood. In the past there wasn't a single resident of town that would have dared travel this path but in the last year Spike and his friends had worn it into something recognizable to any that went through Everfree.

It was here though that Spike ran across something unexpected. Past the trees off the beaten path was the sound of what seemed to be labored breathing. It was very faint and he would have nearly missed it amongst the sounds of the forest but it somehow stuck out to him. Spike knew traveling into Everfree was dangerous, Zecora rarely did it herself and only when she had to. But if there was an injured animal or person nearby Spike couldn't ignore them. His friend Fluttershy would never forgive him if she was aware he'd pass up on helping a defenseless creature.

Carefully pushing past the tress and branches Spike heard the breathing tense and stop. The racket he was making to get to the creature must have startled it. Spike tried to move more carefully, not wanting to scare the creature away if it was hurt. Though it was hard not to seem like a predator when you were stalking something quietly in the woods. As he approached the trees became more sparse and allowed him to move easier. It was there he came across the creature laying in a patch of grass.

"No way." He whispered quietly to himself seeing the body on the grass before him. It wasn't an animal after all but a person. A girl from what he could see, wearing a green dress that did little to cover herself. That would be startling enough if not for the sight of her skin; it was pure black. "A Changeling."

Spike hid behind a tree trying to decide what to do next. Of all the things to find in the woods he never expected to see one of those creatures again. He remembered their kind from when they had invaded the castle during Shining Armor's wedding. Dark creatures that fed off the emotions of humans to sustain themselves, taking the shape of those closest to you to do so. Previous to that day Spike had never heard of such things before, but they certainly proved their might in nearly taking over the entire kingdom.

Now here was one at his mercy. Had she noticed him? What should he do about her? Should he turn her into the royal guards? What if she was hurt; should he help her even if she was a monster? Shouldn't he be glad if something happened to make on less of her kind around? "So, are you going to kill me?" Spike nearly shrieked like a little girl when the Changeling spoke up to him, jumping from his hiding place. "If so get it over with, I'm tired of starving to death."

"You... um, you better stay where you are! We have you surrounded!" Wow, that sounded stupid. Who was "we" supposed to mean? But when Spike was a bit freaked out he didn't exactly think straight.

"Do you now? Well you better come and get me." She said from her resting place, not even lifting her head and sounding board with Spike's threats. Spike looked around wondering what he was supposed to do now? Come out with the entire army of Spike, himself and him? "Don't want me escaping do you?"

"Just give me a minute! Okay, I'm coming out. No sudden moves now." Spike tried to sound tough and threatening but the Changeling wasn't all that afraid.

"Somehow I think I'll be able to comply with you." Spike looked at her annoyed but she didn't lift her head to see it. Looking around to be sure this wasn't some sort of ambush waiting to be sprung Spike stepped out from behind the relative safety of his tree and slowly approached her.

As he walked up the Changeling kept her position on the grass, her insect like wings fluttering every so often but not helping her gain any ground to move. Beyond them her eyes were the only thing that shifted, green in a color that was not too different from Spike's own emerald like eyes. From the ground she would have seemed completely harmless if not for Spike knowing her kind's true nature. "So this is the fierce army that has me surrounded?"

"Yeah well... I guess it's enough of one huh?" Spike said looking over the pitiful woman. No, not a woman. He had to remember that she was a monster that fed off of people like him and his loved ones. "How did you get out here?"

"Asking questions? I thought I was a prisoner of you and your army, dragon boy." Spike blinked in surprise at the nick name, at first wondering how she knew but remembered that yes he did indeed look different from other humans with his pointed ears and slightly sharper teeth and nails. Not like the fangs that the Changeling had herself but they were still different. "It doesn't matter anyway, if you could get to killing me like I asked for I'd appreciate it."

"K-kill you?" The idea scared the dragon-blooded boy. "Why would I kill you? Why would you want me to kill you?" The girl sighed and closed her eyes, looking away from Spike now. She seemed bothered by Spike's unwillingness to comply with her request.

"Well I know you're not going to help me and I don't like the idea of starving to death out in the middle of nowhere. So if you could just finish me off now instead of planning on doing whatever you're going to do it'll save us both a lot of time. Got it dragon boy?"

"My name's Spike." Spike grumbled at her, annoyed at being labeled by his difference from the rest of his friends.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Damselfly." The words were polite but her tone of voice suggest otherwise. "Be a dear Spike and eat me or crush me or whatever it is you dragon boys do with your prey."

"No! No I'm not going to... to eat you, are you insane?!" Spike shouted out disturbed by all the talk of taking another life. "Listen um... Damselfly was it? I don't really know what to do here but I'm not going to kill you."

"Great, a slow death next to an indecisive brat. Looks like I got everything that those royals wanted for my kind." That was an interesting thing to say and it peaked Spike's curiousity.

"What do you mean, what royals?" The woman sighed again at being denied her request but slowly gathered her thoughts to convey her meaning to him.

"You seem to know what I am, so I'm guessing you know our queen tried to take over the castle right?" Spike nodded his head where she could see him and she continued. "Well as you can see when our plan failed the princesses obviously went to some pretty great lengths to eject us from the city. We expelled pretty much all of our energy on that attack. I can't imagine how quickly the others must have went compared to myself." Her voice carried a sad tone to it now and it was touching to Spike. So she cared about the other Changelings as well.

"Well I mean, what did you expect? You invaded our home and tried to feed off of us. You didn't think we were going to welcome you with open arms did you?" Damselfly grit her teeth at Spike, showing off her fangs as she did.

"I expected to have a chance to live for once. I expected to actually have a shot at not fading away under the earth while I sustained myself on the residual emotions your kind give off on a daily basis. I expect to have a right to earn something more for myself than existing in the shadows." She looked furious and her body twitched as she tried to move but was soon reminded of her condition. Her eyes softened as if she were about to tear up before closing them. "Look if you're not going to give me mercy then let me be. I don't need to be harassed in the last few moments of my life."

"I didn't mean to..." Spike tried to apologize not expecting to hurt her feelings but it was too late for that.

"You didn't mean to what? What didn't you mean? After all I'm just some filthy monster right? Get out of here already!" Her wings fluttered with her anger but that was all she managed before clenching her eyes shut again. "Just go." Spike watched the black skinned woman feeling conflicted. Meeting a Changeling wasn't anything like he would have expected it to be. He'd thought she'd be gnashing at him with her teeth, trying to get at his precious energy. Or mocking him with cruel and angry words. But she was eerily similar to the women in his own life; she had emotions and feelings and knew hope and despair. How could he ignore that?

Moving next to her Spike positioned the woman so that he could pick her up in his arms. Looking her over she had a figure that wasn't much unlike Pinkie Pie's if she had lost her little excess weight from those sweets she liked so much. Spike positioned Damselfly into his grip and started towards the trail. "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking you home. Maybe Twilight can think of something to help you." Spike didn't know what that might be. She was a monster and she fed on humans to live but if there was an alternative to that then Twilight would know it.

"You shouldn't do that, I'm a Changeling. They'll just lock me up until I die." Spike didn't want to think of the world in such absolutes like Damselfly apparently did. She acted as if she knew the world was black and white, that things couldn't possibly go different than how she expected. But if his friends could accept a boy that breathed fire and ate gems then maybe they could learn to help her.

"I wont know until I try and I'm not just going to leave you here to die." Spike felt the confidence come back to his words, now that he was sure he was doing the right thing nothing could stop him.

"It's a mistake. Spike... that was your name right? It's... not..." Her lips were moving but the words were fading from her breath. Spike was scared that by moving her she might have started to fade away quicker.

"Hey, save your strength okay? I'll get you there in no time." Damselfly said something more but Spike couldn't make it out. "Hey, stop that. Just rest." Still her lips moved but barely any sound came. Thinking it might be important Spike lifted her closer to his ear. "Are you okay? Is something wrong?"

"Thank you." Her words sounded genuine and honest without her arrogant tone. It made Spike feel good to hear them. Which made the next action all the more surprising as Damselfly suddenly darted her head forward and sunk her fangs into Spike's neck. The action was so fast the boy didn't know how to react and he was even surprised she could pierce his thick skin with how weak she was.

"St-stop! Stop that!" Spike tried to shake her off his neck but her grip was certain, her jaws closing harder. With little option left Spike just dropped her back on the grass, Damselfly's weakness finally taking over as she let herself fall. "You bit me! You bit my neck, how could you do that? Arrgh!" Spike pressed his palm to his neck where he was bit, pulling it away to see blood smears on his skin. "It hurts! Why would you do that?!" Spike was furious that his kindness had been betrayed so openly, had she been lying from the beginning? Slowly Damselfly picked her head up from her laying position to look at his eyes.

"I'm sorry Spike, but I had to. It's my nature." Once again the words were honest in her voice, just as she'd been when she'd thanked him. Spike was growling though as his anger was starting to drive his thoughts, wanting to bring her in for certain now but less to help her and more to turn her over to the royal guards. Surprisingly though his first step towards her was heavy. "There we go, it's already taking effect." Spike stumbled on his feet before falling to his knees, Damselfly watching him closely.

"What did you do to me?" He could still speak but his head was getting cloudy and his muscles were growing lax. The woman got up on her hands and knees as she watched her prey.

"I had to poison you, I knew you wouldn't let me feed on you any other way. Don't worry, you wont bleed out. It doesn't do us any good if a bite would cause our food to die." Spike didn't like being called food and grit his teeth, small flicks of flame coming from his mouth. It must have looked threatening as Damselfly had a fearful gaze about her before Spike fell face first onto the grass. The poison had rendered him powerless. "Had me worried there for a second."

Damselfly crawled over to Spike and with great effort flipped him over onto his back. Once the world was bright again instead of dark and smelling of grass Spike narrowed his eyes at his attacker. "I'm not giving you anything."

"You don't have a choice in the matter anymore Spike." Damselfly crawled onto Spike, laying herself on him and rubbing his cheek tenderly with her hand. "You don't need to be afraid, a strong boy like you can endure a lot. So why not tell me who your ideal girl is and we can get started?" Spike just glared at Damselfly further, not responding. "Hm, going to be immature about this are you? Do you know how many men would willing let themselves spend a night with any woman they desired just to be a little sore the next morning? Well... assuming they survive to morning but you understand right?" Spike still didn't respond to her, now looking away and at the much more interesting trees which were not the black skinned, traitorous woman trying to eat him. "Well fine, I can work with this too you know." She gave him a kiss on his lips and a wink with her green eye, then slid her body down to lay her head onto his chest. At first Spike had no idea why she was doing this. Did she suddenly decide to just cuddle? It was then he felt odd, like someone was sifting through his head or swishing all of his thoughts around like soup in a bowl.

"What's happening to me? I feel strange." He wanted to rub his head to try and make it go away but was quickly reminded that his body wasn't responding very well.

"I'm listening to your heart." The Changeling explained as she kept her head to his chest.

"You can do that?"

"Everyone can, if they listen close enough and someone lets them. It's sad no one seems to uses this knowledge besides our kind." She nuzzled her head into his chest and that felt oddly good to Spike. But that didn't matter, he had to remember this girl wasn't a girl. She was a monster that was trying to eat up his very essence. She was a liar, not honest like... "Like me partner?" Spike would have jumped off the grass at the sound of the new voice if his body could move.

"Applejack!" As unbelievable as it seemed the blond haired woman was suddenly before him. Wearing her usual short shorts and tight t-shirt like when she'd work out in the apple orchard. "What... what's going on?"

"Well shucks, what's it look like tah you? Now don't go fibbin tah me Spike, ah know how you an' them other boys come on 'round my farm to watch me work. Seem's yer lookin tah get a glimpse at more than the scenery." Applejack reached back and slapped her own ass, making Spike's eyes widened. This all seemed pretty unbelievable... oh wait that's because it was.

"You're not Applejack." Spike said flatly to the blond woman who just shrugged it off.

"Now ah told you tah quit with the fibbin."

"You're not Applejack, you're Damselfly. You're that Changeling that bit me and now you're looking like Applejack for... some reason." Really of all the girls to choose she chose Applejack to try and get him off his guard? If she were going to chose someone it should... wait a minute. "My heart."

"Pardon?" She was really sticking to this Applejack routine. Had to admire her commitment to the role.

"You looked into my heart, my head... you're getting inside of it. That's how you knew who she was that's... that's why you bit me and I feel all... I can't think." His head was getting even more clouded and he felt Not Applejack rest on his chest. "Why is my head so muddy?" Spike clenched his eyes closed try to clear his thoughts.

"Maybe it's cause yer always eatin' them gems and what not. Be a lot better fer ya if ya took in some apples more often."

"C'mon Applejack, I can't eat all them apples."

"Like heck you can't! Course only a wuss would give up that easy." Wait, that wasn't Applejack's voice anymore. It sounded a lot more aggressive and cocky. The rainbow colored hair that rose off his chest confirmed his suspicions. "Your not a wuss, are you squirt?"

"Rainbow Dash? But... that doesn't make sense, Applejack was just... no wait you're not Rainbow Dash." Why did he keep forgetting that? It was like she was somehow able to fool him despite never leaving his lap.

"Really? Well if I'm not Rainbow Dash then how do you explain just how cool I am?" Spike just glared up at the woman. "Or my totally awesome hair? Or my sexy, athletic body in this tight runner's outfit?" Now that he couldn't deny. Clad in her spandex shorts and what was just a thin sports bra this Rainbow Dash certainly had his attention. "I heard you like girls in shorts, this enough for you squirt?" She slapped her butt similar to how Not Applejack had done earlier and it got another little jump out of Spike. Why was that so sexy when she did it?

"Listen; you might look like Rainbow Dash, sound like Rainbow Dash, even act like her but I know you're not her."

"Doesn't matter, I'm at least twenty percent cooler than every other girl you've ever met!" She said looking as confident as Dash would look.

"Why's that exactly?" Spike was trying to get up and he could feel his fingers twitching. Apparently some of his strength was coming back to him.

"Cause I'm on your lap in spandex with no underwear."

"...good point, but you still need to get off me." At that suggestion Rainbow Faker got angry and grabbed Spike by his shirt.

"Oh so what I'm not good enough for you? Do you have any idea how lucky you are that I'm even offering myself to you? There's all sorts of guys who would be jealous to be in your position." Through her anger she actually started to tear up a bit and Spike went into defensive mode right away.

"Wait wait, I didn't say you weren't any good..."

"So what am I not pretty enough or... or girly enough for you? Is that it?" Spike had no idea where this was coming from and seeing Rainbow get so upset was throwing him off guard. But wait... wasn't there something about her that was wrong? "Sorry I don't have big boobs or wear those frilly dresses or anything like that, it's just who I am!" She suddenly dropped her head on his chest and started shivering like she was crying. Spike was losing focus on what was real and what wasn't and felt a need to comfort this girl.

"Hey just calm down okay?" He brought his hand up to hug the crying Rainbow Dash and found it was really hard to move it. Oh yeah something had bit him earlier, made him weak. What had it been? Was it poisonous, he couldn't really remember for some reason. "You don't have to be girly or big boobed or anything. That's not important, you are who you are. It's not like you have to be-"

"So those things are bad?" The previously rainbow colored hair was gone now, instead there was a flowing mane of pink across Spike's chest and two lovely cyan eyes staring at him. "I didn't think they were bad... oh my now I've gone and done something else wrong."

"Fluttershy? But I was just... Rainbow Dash was just here." Wasn't she? His head was so foggy now and it felt like it was just getting worse. Was he sick or did he get poisoned from that bite?"

"Oh no Spike it's just you and me. I hope you don't mind." She sat up a little and revealed the very loose yellow tank top she was wearing and the valley of cleavage she was showing off because of it. Her hips were resting down right on his now and it made Spike's cheeks flare up in a blush. "I mean I guess if I'm heavy or something I could get off. Am I too heavy, I've been trying to eat right."

"No no you're not too heavy." Look at her eyes, Spike. Lift your head and look at her eyes, stop staring at her boobs. Blinking a few times Spike finally managed to lift his gaze up to try and avoid not being caught taking the world's most obvious peek. He hoped she didn't notice the other telling sign below his waist of what he'd been staring at and why. "Fluttershy why are we out here I don't... I don't remember too well."

"Isn't it nice out in the forest? The birds are singing and the sun is shining. It's kind of romantic, don't you think?" She batted her eyelashes in a cute and innocent manner and it wasn't helping Spike's current embarrassing physical feature from going away. "Do you like being out here with me?"

"Yeah I like it. I mean I like being out here and... you're nice and all." Something was really wrong about all of this and he felt like he'd forgotten something very important. It was just outside of his grasp. It was then that Fluttershy pushed it farther away as she leaned into Spike and pressed her breasts against his body.

"We could spend a lot of time together alone if you want. If that would make you happy." Her body was pushing against his own now and it was driving him crazy. His head was this mixed bag of feelings and confusion and want. "I can do a lot of things to make you happy, if it's not too much trouble." Her voice was soft and meek and nice. She leaned in and kissed on of his pointed ears making him gasp for air. Seeming to like this reaction she kept it up, kissing his ear and cheek and his neck, causing a twinge of pain from the bite on his neck... the bite on his neck.

"Damselfly... stop it." He was able to grasp it again, she wasn't Fluttershy, or Rainbow Dash, or Applejack. "Stop this and let me up." She was a Changeling and she was trying to confuse him to steal his energy. "I don't want to do this anymore."

"Oh no, my name's Fluttershy. I understand if you forgot, I mean I'm not very memorable." She was acting the part well and even looking away shyly but Spike held tight to his memory.

"Stop it right now, I don't want you making me all confused with my friends." His voice was taking a more serious tone and those cyan eyes began to get sad as she lowered her head on his chest.

"But Spike, I don't want to leave you. I just want to stay here." Her voice was heart-breakingly sad but he fought the urge to comfort her, though he still couldn't lift his body he was at least able to get his arms to move. Putting them on her shoulders he tried and push her off.

"This isn't right, I don't want to do this with my friends. I don't want mix up what I think of them."

"Why not, what's so wrong about loving your friends?" Her head lifted and while the color of her hair hadn't changed the style was noticeably different. Curled and a brighter pink than before. Her cyan eyes now a vivid blue that was startling and beautiful at the same time. "I love all my friends, in fact my friends are the thing I love most. I mean I also love chocolate and streamers and balloons and candy..."

"Pinkie Pie?" What was she doing here? Granted her appearing randomly was something she did often without warning but she was on top of him. This was hardly a normal position, why was he so turned on right now too? Spike shook his head as it hurt something fierce, like he'd been reading too long and straining his eyes.

"But still even though I love all of those things it doesn't matter cause my friends are still the mostest important thing to me in the whole wide world. Just like how you're my friend Spike." She smiled down at him happily, Spike noticing she was wearing one of her normal pink shirts and with it snug against her figure she was once again not wearing a bra. "So what are you doing out here anyway?"

"What am I... what am I doing out here?" Spike looked around wondering that himself. Something had happened and he'd gotten weak and passed out here or something. "What am I doing out here? Why are you on me?"

"Well I had to make sure you were okay, cause you're one of my most specialist of special friends Spike. In fact you're a specially special friend cause you also have benefits." Pinkie leaned closer to Spike and smiled with those blue eyes. "Did you want any of your benefits Spike?" Wait this was totally wrong.

"No way, you're not Pinkie. You're... I don't remember but you're not Pinkie." He was sure of this much.

"Of course I am you Goofy McSillyPants, who else could I be?" She sat up on his lap with a little bounce under her shirt, making his heart leap in excitement from the sight and the pressure. Still though he fought the distracting instincts that wanted him to focus elsewhere.

"I don't know, but you're definitely not Pinkie Pie." Of that he was sure.

"Am so." The Pinkie Pie Imposter insisted.

"Are not." Spike countered.

"Am so."

"Are not."

"Am so."

"Are not."

"Am not."

"Are so."

"Am not."

"Are so!"

"Am not!"

"You are so and that's final!" Spike yelled sick of arguing.

"Okay, if you say so. Hugs!" She suddenly hugged his face into her chest and held him there while giggling happily to herself. Spike just hung limp realizing what had happened.

"Okay, that was pretty good." Imposter or not she played the role well. Very pleased with herself the Pinkie Imposter laid Spike on the grass again and laid over him, kissing his cheek.

"Are you ready for those benefits yet Spike? You can taste my cupcakes and frosting if you want?" Spike's whole body shivered and he was pretty sure he was going to die from this bite on his neck, the stress of his situation or just his lower half exploding after all the build up she'd caused in him. "I promise they're sweet." She kissed him more and tried to kiss his lips but Spike moved his mouth away.

"We shouldn't... we shouldn't do this." Regardless if she was real or fake this was getting too intense for him.

"Why not? Don't you like me Spike?" She wiggled her hips against him and that was way too much to deal with right now.

"I like you but... you're my friend and I just... I don't think we should do this." It was taking a lot of will power to resist and mercifully Pinkie laid her head against his chest, nuzzling him. She felt so nice and warm and comforting.

"Is there another girl you like Spike?" After all that she'd done she was asking him this now? Didn't she know that there was something already going on in his life that he was trying to make sense of? Spike had just come to some sort of peace with his feelings and was trying to figure things out. Now Pinkie Pie of all people was here stirring up his emotions again. But she wasn't Pinkie... was she? "Someone that gave you cookies that we baked together?" That's right Pinkie was there when she'd given him that present. "Did you like them Spike?" Spikes eyes shot open and there she was.

"Sweetie Belle, how did you find me out here?" He couldn't remember what attacked him or how he'd gotten lost in the woods but thankfully one of his friends had come to save him. She was cuddling on top of him and it felt really warm and good having her this close. "What's going on?"

"I came to rescue you after you didn't come back home right away. We were all worried about you. Did you miss me Spike?"

"Sweetie, where are your clothes?" It was a sight he never thought he'd see again; she was over top of him in her white bra and panties like the day she'd spilled hot chocolate onto her dress.

"Well you were cold so I decided I should warm you up. You feel warmer now right?" Her voice was like music, was it always that sweet sounding?

"Yeah I feel... I feel a lot better now. Sweetie where are the others?"

"What others? It's just me out here." That... that didn't seem right.

"But I was sure that... Applejack and Fluttershy and... everyone was out here looking for me. Weren't they?" It sounded real to him but everything kind of felt like a dream at the moment.

"It's just me, I told them I could bring you home no problem by myself. So I guess that means we have some time together if you want. Do you want that Spike?" She looked at him in that flirtatious way and while normally his defenses were strong Spike just couldn't resist.

"Yes." It was all Sweetie needed to hear and she leaned in close to the dragon blooded boy, kissing each other deeply. His arms moved around her and hugged her tightly, their bodies pressed hard to each other. She felt so good against him and there was a swell of emotions in Spike that he hadn't realized he'd been holding back. His hands traveled along her back, sliding down hesitantly and touching her ass, making her let out a little moan against his mouth. She suddenly leaned up off him and smiled down.

"Spike, I love you."

"I... I..." There was another emotion that hit his heart. Something unexpected in the heat of the moment that gave pause to his desires and longing; guilt. She was a dear friend, maybe even more as his body was longing for her kiss and touch again. But he cared for her and he knew he'd done wrong by her. "I'm... I'm sorry Sweetie." The look of disappointment on her face stabbed right into his heart as she slowly crumpled down onto his chest.

"Oh. I see." She said weakly as she pulled her arms in close to herself. "You don't love me."

"Sweetie please it's not that." He tried to protest but she didn't let him continue.

"I get it, I shouldn't have been so stupid. How could I ever compare? You don't love me as much do you?" It was coming, his secret he'd kept from her was coming to light and he couldn't hide it anymore. "There's no way I'll ever be as good as her."

"Don't say things like that. I didn't want to hurt you." Spike clenched his eyes closed feeling tears come on. The things he'd done without telling his friends was fine; they didn't need to know. It wasn't any of their business. But the actions he'd taken behind Sweetie Belle's back with her sister... Spike knew that was different. Even if he did love her. "Even if you love me?"

"Rarity?" Spike's eyes opened wide seeing the purple haired woman before him. Dressed in the lingerie from the day they were first together. The flame of his heart.

"Do you love me that much Spike? To face trials and dangers? To endure the pressure and pain that everyone else around us will give should they know the truth? Do you love me that much?"

"I do Rarity, I wanted to say it. I wanted to say it that day at the library when we were together. To tell you I would do anything for you." His love smiled at him and nodded, kissing him deeply. Spike's mind and heart felt like they were completely exposed by the woman, his body oddly weak but he didn't care. He was in his love's embrace and that made everything worth while.

Spike's hands moved to her back to hug her tightly against him, his fingers working to unclasp her bra from her body. After a few tries the boy had a little victory as the bra finally came undone, Rarity sitting up to let it fall away. She leaned her body forward and pushed her bust to his face. "Don't keep me waiting... Spiky-Wikey." The words were enough to clear every thought out of his head as his lips moved forward, taking her nipple into his mouth. His hands massaging and rubbing her breasts, earning him satisfied moans from the beautiful woman.

Rarity's fingers rubbed at Spike's hair, massaging his scalp as his long tongue slid from one breast to the other, sucking at her nipple with great energy. Rarity cooed very pleased with her lovers attentions. "Do you enjoy them Spike?" Spike could only give a low grumble in reply as he didn't desire to remove his mouth from her body for a second. "Ooh! Mmm... you are enjoying yourself." She teased happily and leaned back, finally separating his lips from her bosom. "Now it's my turn." Rarity slid down Spike's body, lifting his shirt and shortly after removing his pants.

"Did you miss me?" Rarity said as she clutched Spike's erection in her fingers, giving it a little kiss. The boy blushed red from her teasing of him and that just made her smile further. Her soft hands stroking his cock as she licked at sucked at the end of it. Spiked groaned as he held back what felt like pressure he'd been holding in check for a lot longer than he and Rarity had been together. His hands clenching into fists as her mouth and hands performed expertly on his member.

"Did you want something special, Spiky-Wikey?" She gave him a long lick before pulling up her body to hug his cock with her breasts. Slowly working her body against his own to stroke him with her impressive mounds. The sight of his love, the feeling of her warmth and kisses, her sexual favors; it was all too much. Spike let out a loud moan as he came hard onto Rarity's chest, the woman dipping her head down to suck and swallow down all of his cum that didn't escape her lips. His whole body jerked upward to her beck and call as she pulled at him with her mouth until there was no more left to give.

When she was finally satisfied with her conquest of the dragon-blooded boy Rarity cleaned herself off and climbed back on top of him, nuzzling his face and kissing his cheek. "You did very well Spiky-Wikey"

"For you Rarity, I'd do anything." Spike said breathing the words out. He felt so tired all of a sudden. His body had been weak previously when she found him but now it was like he'd run a mile and could barely move his body. "I love you."

"I love you too Spike." Rarity smiled and leaned down, kissing him. He returned it happily until she suddenly broke away from his lips looking surprised.

"Rarity?" The woman put a hand on his chest, over his heart as she watched him still looking confused. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" Her fingers clutched at his shirt over her chest and she suddenly had a very sad expression.

"Oh Spike... you poor boy. She's still there isn't she? You never let her go even though you said you did." Spike blinked confused, not in a state to think about riddles as he was mentally and physically exhausted.

"Who's there? Rarity I don't understand..." She laid her head on his chest now, hugging her arms around him.

"She's there just like me, only there's more. So much love and pain and confusion... even anger. We've played with you so much and your heart has tried hard to protect itself. We never should have... I never should have pulled all of this out of you." Spike didn't get it, and he didn't think he was going to as his body was threatening to pull him into sleep. "Your kind are so sensitive to emotions and you're still too young. But... I can't ignore it." The purple haired woman lifted her head to look at Spike but it wasn't the same anymore. Her hair was straight, with a stripe of pink through one side. Her eyes a sparkling purple that belied the intelligence behind them. Her expression one of concern and care that was both enticing and lovely.

"Twilight?" He didn't know how she got here, or why she was naked down to her panties but apparently she'd found him in the woods. That was the only thing that made sense as he couldn't remember anything else right now. "What's going on?"

"Spike I'm sorry for the things I've done. I should have known we couldn't have fixed everything in a single night." What was she talking about, it was so hard to focus but he thought he didn't want to hear this. "I'm sorry how much I've confused you or hurt you or used you for myself. I should have known better."

"Twilight don't say that." He felt his eyes begin to tear up and wanted to hold it back.

"It's all my fault Spike, I should have said it from the beginning. I know I've made things different for us forever and you never wanted that." She leaned in and hugged him tightly and Spike pulled his arms up to hug her back, closing his eyes tight as tears started to come. "I love you Spike."

"I love you Twilight!" It was all he could say as they both started to cry together, Spike feeling the emotions pouring out of him that he'd been keeping buried. "I love you no matter what! I don't... I don't care what we do I'll always love you. You're the most important person in my life."

"You too Spike." She held him tight and nuzzled his face and it felt so good and comforting. Like the care of a mother or a big sister that he could always rely on. "That's why you can do what you need to do. I wont stop you." Twilight lifted her body and began to slip her panties off, Spike's eyes growing large with worry. "It's okay Spike, I know you still want my body. You don't have to worry about my feelings, I'll love you no matter what." She reached back and put her hand around his still lingering erection, lifting it and sliding it into her body. She let out a high pitched squeak as it slipped inside of her and engulfed him. "Just let everything out okay?"

He didn't understand it at all, he couldn't follow along. But being inside her again his body knew what to do and began to pump itself into her. The feeling of her warm pussy greeting him and the lack of hesitation in Twilight's voice encouraged him to go faster as soon he was pushing up into her as quickly as his body would allow him. Twilight moaned in appreciation at Spike letting his desires run free. Kissing his lips and having it returned eagerly.

Twilight put her arms around Spike and rolled them both suddenly on the grass, putting him over top of her. Spike stopped his love making to look down at the woman he admired so much as she appeared weak and vulnerable. Her long hair laid out on the grass before him. "Spike, you can punish me." It was surprising to hear and sadly he understood.

"I don't want to. I don't want to hurt you." She raised a hand to stroke his cheek, smiling in the comforting way.

"It's okay Spike, I know what I've done to you. I know it's made you frustrated and angry and you don't have anywhere to direct it. So let it out now while it's okay to do so, let it all out onto me." Spike's arms shook but for once it wasn't the weakness of his body. It was the temptation she was presenting and the fear of letting that out on someone he considered precious. "Spike... hurt me."

Spike grit his teeth as he leaned into her body, his body filled with a renewed energy from the anger he'd been repressing. Dragon-blooded people were often considered more aggressive than regular humans but Spike never wanted to believe that; he was always in control of himself. But now with the chance to let his emotions go he was finding something enjoyable about giving way to his anger. His hips started to thrust against Twilight hard, pushing her body against the ground and making her groan out as she endured each hard shove. His hands went from holding him up on either side of her to grabbing her wrists and holding her down on the grass. He hesitated for a moment before Twilight nodded to him, and then he bit his teeth against her shoulder.

Twilight cried out in a way that sounded like she'd been hurt but was also enjoying the pleasure of it. Spike was frightened at how much he liked that sound. His hips moved faster as he pounded into her, his mouth finding new places to bite at her neck and shoulder, all the while she squirmed beneath him. Twilight's hands balled into fists as she took all of Spike's feelings into herself, regardless if it hurt or not.

Surprising even to himself Spike came again, climaxing inside of Twilight as she arched her back and felt him release into her. Her body wiggled for escape as he kept her pinned against the grass, pushing himself deeper and harder into her until his body had released everything it had. His teeth opened from her skin, his hands relaxed their grip. His emotions began to subside as pleasure, anger and sorrow all faded away into black. Then there was nothing.

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When Spike awoke he was on the grass again, his body aching terribly and his head pounding. He didn't know where he was or how long he'd been asleep but the sun was setting over the tops of the trees. He must have been unconscious for some time. He tried to roll his body around to get to his feet but found the action much harder to do than he expected.

"Oh good, you're awake. I was afraid I'd gone too far." The woman with black skin and green hair commented as she was pulling her dress over her naked body, the sight of the Changeling bringing memories back to Spike. "I took the time to dress you first, seeing as how I figured it would be a lot harder for you to do it yourself if someone suddenly showed up." She walked over to where Spike was and knelt down next to him. "How are you feeling?"

"What... happened to me?" It was a chore to speak but somehow he managed, the Changeling stroke his head with her fingers. Damselfly, that was what her name was. The memories were starting to come back. "You bit me."

"Yes, I'd been saving my energy for that kind of an opportunity. Sorry for deceiving you but I had to weaken you with my venom so that you'd be easier to feed from. I told you it would be easier if you just went along with it." Spike still couldn't move his limbs and looked around the area but couldn't see anyone besides him and the Changeling.

"Am I going to die?" He asked fearfully but the Changeling didn't even react.

"No, our bites don't kill. It would be pretty useless if we killed the very prey we needed alive to steal your emotions from." Yes, now he was recalling it. She had become each of his female friends one by one. Digging through his memories of them and his feelings for them, using that to try and break down his barriers. It had worked. "Most people would be down for some time but you seem pretty strong. You should be on your feet again before nightfall."

"Why did you do this to me?" The bite, the deception, the digging through his mind. "Why did you hurt me so much after I tried to help you?" Damselfly looked at Spike pitifully as she stayed next to him, keeping her hand on his head.

"I told you Spike, that's my nature. I can't help what I am. Fighting that which is myself will eventually lead to my own suffering and death. I only took what I had to." She looked away from him and Spike closed his eyes. She was lying about that.

"You took too much." Spike thought he understood his life now but she'd exposed that he was being a fool. His feelings for Sweetie Belle, for Rarity, for Twilight. Especially what she'd done to him with pretending to be Twilight. "You did too much." The things even he had ignored and been ignorant of in his heart about her. The most important person in his life. "Why would you hurt me like that?"

"I didn't mean to. Spike I... I don't know how to help people with their problems but I've looked into many hearts. I've seen what having a conflicted heart can do to a person. How ignoring that which you feel can cause it to build up and become twisted." She turned his head to look up at her and there was sympathy in those green eyes. He didn't think a monster could have eyes like that. But then again... wasn't he a monster too? "You're not a monster for feeling this way, and I'm not one either. We're what we are and I for one will never let the world tell me I don't belong here." She leaned down and kissed his forehead before standing up again.

"Maybe I dug too deep into you. I only know what little I gathered from you about these people in your lives but know this; you can't be happy if you ignore things and leave them as they are now." There was a haunting truth to her words and Spike felt more helpless now than he did when he found he couldn't move his body any longer. "Should you ever need a comforting word and embrace again, just wander off the familiar path and look for me. I'll remember you." Her wings spread and Damselfly took to the air, flying through the woods and far out of Spike's line of sight. The Changeling woman was gone and lost to the wind thanks to what Spike had given her. But she'd taken so much more.

Time passed and Spike was trapped in the woods as the light grew dimmer, his body refusing to move. His mind heavy with the thoughts of the things that had happened and that Damselfly had exposed to him about himself. She'd dug deep inside in his heart and pulled out his desires, his lust, his love and his fears. Worst of all the guilt and anger he'd been hiding over the things he'd done and that had been done to him. He wasn't as naive as he sometimes wished to be and she'd made him face that. You couldn't childishly ignore your problems forever, even if they hurt you so much it left you on the grass crying openly.

Worst of all was the lie in that which he'd accomplished and believed.  His confession to Sweetie Belle for his guilt, the words of love between him and Rarity.  Even the admittance of wrong doing from Twilight.  All of that had been a fabrication created by Damselfly to dig at the deepest and most emotional parts of Spike's soul.  All of it had been false and he'd accepted it like medicine to a wound.  The thought that he had to see those faces again with the knowledge that those things were fake and no progress had been made was heart wrenching.

However after some time Spike pushed these problems and feelings aside, back into the depths of his heart. Yes he was conflicted and unsure of how to deal with the events in his life up until now. Furthermore he was at odds with how he really felt about many of those he called his friend and then some. But wondering about these things now wouldn't help anyone. So he pulled himself to his feet and wiped his tears from his eyes. Forcing his body to walk he proceeded back onto the familiar path into town. Spike would arrive there and have to tell his room mate and closest friend (lover?) that he'd simply gotten lost on the way. He'd smile to all his friends and fellow townsfolk like nothing had gone wrong (and that he hadn't been raped of body and heart). He would press on and be strong and cheerful and happy for those around him. For he dearly love his friends and their happiness far outweighed any suffering that may linger in his own heart. Anything for them, anything for her.