Somewhere in the large metropolitan city of Canterlot was a 17-year-old boy, trying to sleep in on the last Saturday of summer vacation. But life, fate, and his mother all had a different plan for him. “Spike!” Shouted a feminine voice as the sound of someone practically trying to break down the door of the boy’s room.

Spike grumbled in both annoyance and exhaustion. “what do you want Twi?” Said Spike, hoping that the door held off against the assault.

“Spike. Open the door right now!” Said the voice.

“No.”

“Spike Wilhelm Drake, open this door right now, you live under my roof, so you will follow my rules.” Said the feminine voice, but Spike was now awake and noticed that it was not the voice of his sister.

Spike shot up and looked at the door in fear. “MOM!” Shouted Spike scared of the tone his mother was using.

“Yes, and you have five seconds to open this door, if you don’t, I will open it myself. 5…4…3…2.”

“Um that’s not a good idea.” Said Spike as he finally got out of bed and quickly tried to put on some clothes. But in his defense, it’s still summer and sleeping in the buff is more comfortable then sleeping in, well anything.

“1….0, that’s it young man, I’m coming in.” Said his mother, but when she did all she saw was her adoptive son hopping around his room, one foot in his underwear. The 17 year old, 6'2" lean but muscular boy with natural spikey green hair and bright emerald eyes, just stared at his mother.

“Um… I tried to warn you mom.” Said Spike. His adoptive mother Twilight Velvet, age 47, recently divorced, had 3 kids and was currently silent as she blushed intensely at the state her son was in. She quickly turned around.

"Spike, for the last time, please wear some clothes when you go to bed." Stated Velvet.

Spike chuckled, granted this wasn't the first time his mother had seen him in similar situations, but her reaction was always the same. "Sorry, but I just hate sleeping in anything and you know that, that's why I have to do my own laundry." Stated Spike as he finished putting on some underwear. "Ok, I'm covered."

Velvet sighed as she turned around to look at her youngest child. "At least that's an improvement." Said Velvet. She then noticed the state of his room and groaned. "Why is your room a mess?"

Spike shrugged. " I got in late last night and didn't clean it before I left." Stated Spike.

"And where were you last night that made you stay out so late?"

"I was out with friends."

"And who are these friends?"

"Ugh, seriously mom, not this again."

"Yes this again, you have been going out almost every night for the entire summer to hangout with your 'friends' and yet I don't even know one of them."

Spike sighed. "you know what, you want the truth, I'm running a biker gang with my friends at night, we go around stealing cars and stuff, then we vandalize shops, and on a good night we get into fights with rival gangs." Said Spike.

Velvet laughed. "Fine you don't have to tell me, I just don't want anymore lies in this family, especially after what 'He' did." Said Velvet referring to her ex husband, Night light. Dude decided to cheat on Velvet with the next door neighbor, while he said he was looking for a new job after he was fired from the planetarium. Velvet found out, divorced him, she got the house and custody, and he got a restraining order stating that he is not allowed to be within 1000 feet of herself, Spike or Twilight. She didn't know where he was right now and she didn't care.

Spike sighed. "I know." Said Spike. It was actually Spike who found out about the affair, he was sent home from school sick by the nurse, and he walked in on them fucking on the couch. Spike was pissed to find this out. After his real parents died when he was 7, Spike was taken in to the Sparkle house hold. Both Amanda and Trevor Drake trusted both Twilight Velvet and Night Light so much that they decided to make them his godparents, because they were good friends with each other since high school, And as it turns out Night Light was a bastard, which was the final straw, especially when Velvet found out that the neighbor was pregnant, but not before Spike punched Night Light in the face seven times, breaking his nose and his front teeth. Spike sighed as he got off his bed and gave his mother a hug. "Mom, I'm sorry." Said Spike.

Velvet smiled as she hugged him back. "Hey, its not your fault that the dumbass didn't wear a condom, its not your fault that he was cheating on me. The only thing that you should be saying sorry for is ignoring me about the whole underwear thing." Said Velvet.

Spike chuckled. "Then I'm not sorry."

"Well, then I'm not sorry about not telling you that something in a large heavy crate arrived for you last night." Said Velvet.

Spike looked at his mother with stars in his eyes. "He did send it!" Said Spike as he let go of his mother and tried to run out of his room, still only in his underwear.

"HOLD IT!" yelled Velvet. Spike stopped in his tracks. "Your not allowed to leave this room until its spotless. Its bad enough you walk into my house tracking oil half the time, I refuse to let you keep your room a national disaster zone."

Spike slumped. "But mom."

"No buts. I want to see this room sparkle when your done, and as added incentive to make sure you do a good job, I'll head down stairs and make some breakfast for you and your sister." Said Velvet as she left the room, but before Spike could start picking up, she popped her head back in to the room, "Also please wear something half way decent, all of the girls are here. Bye."

Spike sighed. "No wonder she woke me up." Said Spike as he started to pick up his room.

Down stairs, seven girls were sitting at a table as they drank some coffee, as Velvet walked into the kitchen. "Ok, Spike will be down in a few minutes, he needed to pick up his room first though."

All the girls giggled. Velvet looked at her daughter, a 17 year old girl with dark hair that almost appeared to be purple and two highlights, one was a violet and the other was dark pink, she was wearing a light blue blouse, a purple mini skirt with a six pointed star on one side, and a pair of knee high boots. "So any plans today Twilight?" Asked Velvet.

Twilight shook her head. "No not really, just thought we'd stay here and watch Spike try and finally get his passion project up and running. You think he'll get it done today?"

Velvet shrugged. "Beets me, but if you say one thing about that boy, its that he is dedicated to this project, what ever it is. He hasn't told me what it is, has he told any of you girls?" Asked Velvet.

A Blond haired 17 year old tall girl who was wearing a pair of brown cowboy boots that had a trio of red apples with one on each boot, a blue denim skirt with a set of pockets on the front, a brown belt with a sole red apple belt buckle, a white long sleeve blouse with a green upper section, and a well worn brown Stetson hat, was the first to respond to the question. "Na, he ain't said nothing about it, but that it took a lot of money to get all the parts." Said Apple Jack.

Next was a 17 year old shorter girl with puffy pink hair, she was wearing a light blue crop top over a white shirt with a pink heart in the middle, and a matching pink skirt with a picture of three balloons two of which were light blue and the other being yellow and to tie it all together she was wearing a pair of light blue knee boots with white interlacing straps over the middle. She shook her head also. "Nope and he's been so secretive about it, and its making me angry, I cant plan a party for him if I don't know what he has been working on." Said Pinkie.

"um...he told me." Said a 17 year old girl who had pink hair with a butterfly hair clip in it, she was wearing a pure white shirt, a light green skirt with glittery edges that had a trio of butterflies of differing sizes going from largest to smallest as they went up her skirt, and to complete the ensemble, she was wearing a pair of light green knee boots that had white soles with pink glittery socks showing over the boots. But she was so quiet that she wasn't heard by the others.

"Well what ever the dear has been working on must be really important, but must he spend all his time covered in all that filth." Added a 17 year old beautiful girl with had purple hair styled in very ornate curls all tied together with a hair clip that looked to have three light blue diamonds. She was wearing a light blue blouse, a dark purple belt with a light blue square buckle, a light purple skirt that had a picture of three light blue diamonds on one side, and a pair of boots that matched her hair. "And It takes so much of his time that we hardly see him anymore, and when we invite him out to do something he says no and that he has plans with his friends that no one knows." Said Rarity.

"But what ever he is working on must be really important, he never worked so hard on something in his life, not even the time he restored that old motorcycle for that collector. Is it possible its another restoration job?" Asked Sunset, a girl with red and yellow hair who was wearing a dark pink shirt under a short long sleeve leather jacket and had on a orange skirt with a yellow and dark pink strip running down it, and a pair of knee high leather boots with a dark pink accent running up from the heel to about halfway up her leg. She then leaned back in her chair. "Still say he should of kept that bike, jackass barely payed him, even after Spike gave it a brand new paint job."

"UM... He told me what he's been working on." Said the same quite girl.

"I know Sunset, Spike did all the work, found all the parts, put it all together, did the wiring, painted it, and all he got was a few thousand dollars. What kind of bull is that?" Said Rainbow Dash a 17 year old athletic girl, dressed in a white tee shirt that had a image of a multi colored lightning bolt coming out of a cloud, a blue pullover, a dark pink and white sports skirt with a pair of white and blue knee boots that were hiding a pair of rainbow colored socks.

The shy girl had enough. "HE TOLD ME!" Yelled the shy girl. Everyone looked at her, shocked by the girls outburst, even Velvet was shocked.

"He told you Fluttershy?" Said Twilight.

Fluttershy nodded. "He told me its- a surprise." Said Spike as he walked down the stairs. Spike was now dressed in a simple pair of jeans, and a plain white T shirt. "And Thanks for not spoiling the surprise Flutters." Spike then looked at his mother. "Did they load it in to the garage?" Asked Spike.

Velvet nodded. "They did, what's in the large crate anyways, it weighed a ton." Asked Velvet.

Spike laughed. "Not telling." Spike then looked at Rainbow. "And for your information RD, that so called jackass, is paying me with the contents of that crate for the bike I restored for him."

Rainbow huffed, as Velvet placed a pile of pancakes on the table and watched as they were devoured by all the girl and Spike. Velvet laughed at the sight.

Once the breakfast was reduced to nothing more than a sad pile of crumbs, Spike wipped his mouth and got up from the table, he then looked at everyone. "I'm heading to the garage, no one is allowed to enter, for at least a few hours." Said Spike as he walked to the garage and closed the door behind him.

Everyone looked at Spike leaving. They all looked to Fluttershy. "What did he tell you?" asked everyone.

Fluttershy retreated into herself and shook her head. "I'm not telling."

In side the garage, Spike flipped on a light, and in front of him was a large wooden crate sitting in the middle of the garage. Spike smiled at the crate, walked over to the tool bench and grabbed a crowbar. "Ok, today is the day I finally finish my summer project. It has taken me over 3 months, 50k from my side projects, and without a doubt its been worth it all." Said Spike as he started to pry open the crate.

It took a few minutes for Spike to pry open the crate and reveal the treasure within. Inside of the crate sat a brand-new dodge viper 8.4 liter v10 engine. Spike whipped away the line of drool from his mouth. He then retrieved a hydraulic engine puller from the corner of the garage, and brought it over to the crate. Spike hooked the engine up and pulled it out of the crate, once the engine was free from its wooden prison, Spike locked the wheels and walked over to a object covered with a white tarp. He ran his hands down the tarp and smiled at it. "It's finally time for you to live." Said Spike as he pulled off the tarp, revealing the first bike Spike ever fell in love with, and one that he has spent hundreds of hours and tens of thousands of dollars to create a hand built replica, with the final and most critical part currently hanging in the jack. A green Dodge Tomahawk with carbon fiber, and plated chrome everything, with custom made tires. Spike smiled at the sight of his baby, as he pushed the powerless bike to the middle of his workshop, and began to work.

A few hours have passed since Spike entered the garage, all the girls were just sitting around talking about what they have planned for the first day of school. "So, anyone going to go for the talent show this year?" Asked Twilight. But before anyone could respond, a loud, deafening roar shook the whole house and scared all the girls as Velvet ran downstairs worried.

"What was that?" Said Velvet franticly as she looked at all the girls. "Is everyone alright?"

All the girls nodded. Velvet sighed in relief, but then she became worried even more when she remembered her son, "Where's Spike?" Yelled Velvet terrified.

All the girls pointed at the door to the garage. Velvet ran to the door and flung it open, but when she opened it the sound became even louder, making the houses occupants cover their ears. Velvet was watching her son smile, she walked down to the smiling teen and got the first look at the mini earthquake generator next to him. Spike was satisfied with the bike and turned it off, making the garage fall silent. He then pulled out a pair of ear plugs, smiled at the bike, and turned to go grab his riding gear, but he was stopped when he saw the glare of his mother. "Um... hi." Said Spike.

Velvet crossed her arms. "Hello sweetie." She then looked at the piece of metal Spike was trying to hide behind himself. "So, is this the summer project that you've been working on?"

Spike nodded as he stopped trying to cover it up. "Yep, its a one to one hand built replica of a Dodge Tomahawk, but with brand-new everything that I had custom made, and the crate was a brand-new dodge viper engine. And as you no doubt figured out, I got it working today."

Velvet nodded. "Kinda hard to miss. So what are you going to do now?" Asked Velvet.

"Well, I was going to take it out for a ride." Said Spike as he walked past Velvet and headed into the house. Velvet followed behind him. When Spike walked into the living room, he noticed all the girls looking at him worried. "Yep, that was me, sorry." Said Spike. "I got my project running and I'm about to take it out, head out side." Spike then pointed to the front door. All the girls nodded, as they scrambled to the front door, opened it and waited for the big reveal. Spike watched the group run out of the house while he walked to his room to grab his riding gear.

A few minutes later Spike walked back down the stairs dressed in a thick pair of jeans, a purple and green leather jacket, and in his hands was a custom designed motorcycle helmet, with purple and green L.E.D's lining the edges. Spike looked at the helmet, smirked at it and placed it on his head, strapped it on, and walked back to the garage.

When Spike entered the garage he noticed that Velvet was giving him a look that he knew all to well. "Please be careful, you know I would prefer you learn to drive a car, instead of these two wheeled deathtraps." said Velvet, clearly worried that Spike will meet the same fate as his parents.

Spike sighed, walked over to his mother, and gave her a hug, being mindful of the helmet. "I will mom." Said Spike, the sparkles were very open with the details about what happened to his parents. Amanda and Trevor Drake were avid bikers, who worked for the same company, but after a long night of work they were heading home when a drunk guy in a SUV ran a red light and collided with their bikes, killing them, and leaving a 7 year old boy waiting patiently at his best friends house like he normally would after school for their return, but they never came, in fact the only person that made it to the house was a police officer to deliver the bad news. "I have taken class after class on road safety, I stop at all lights no matter what color, and I have a high grade helmet that makes bullets look like a pebble." It was true, Spike had spent no expense on his helmet, mostly just to calm his mothers worries, but because safety was Spikes highest priority, especially after he wound up in the hospital after he took a turn a little to tight.

Velvet sighed. "I know, but I don't want to loose you like I did Amanda and Trevor, they were my best friends, and they entrusted your life to me." Said Velvet. "Just be careful, without you, I would be all alone with twilight and her lectures on everything imaginable, I may be her mother but somehow your the only one who can survive them." Joked Velvet.

Spike laughed, and so did Velvet. Spike smiled under his helmet. "I'm going to hang with my friends for a while, we have something big planned for tonight, so I'm planning on staying over, tell Twi she's banned from the kitchen until I get back tomorrow. I left a oven ready lasagna in the freezer, 1 hour at 400, then 5 min at 450 to brown. Have a good night mom." Said Spike.

Velvet sighed but nodded, "Be good."

Spike smirked under his helmet but nodded. "No!" Said Spike as he started up the Tomahawk, used his phone to open the garage, and slowly moved out to show the bike off to the girls, who were all shocked at the motorcycle. Spike stopped right in front of them. Spike put it into neutral, and straddled the bike. "YOU LIKE!" Yelled Spike over the idling engine's roar.

All the girls nodded as they were unable to talk.

Spike smiled, and without warning popped it into first and roared out of the drive way, out of the neighborhood, and onto the city streets, while all the cars on the streets were blaring their alarms as he passed by.

A few moments later Velvet walked out of the garage and looked at the silent girls on the lawn. She sighed and walked over to them. "So? Lunch." Said Velvet.

Twilight was the first to regain her voice, she looked at her mom. "Mom, you do know that that bike was never considered street legal when it was first made, and you just let my brother ride off on one that he built himself." Said Twilight.

Now it was Velvets turn to go silent, but that didn't last long as she quickly became angry. "SPIKE WILHLEM DRAKE, YOU BETTER RUN AWAY, THE MOMENT YOU GET HOME YOUR GROUNDED FOR A WEEK!" Shouted Velvet in anger.

With Spike, he was speeding down a street heading for his 'friends place.', but Spike was not in a neighborhood like the one he lives in, no it was more of a industrial park. Spike slowed down and approached a building with many garage doors lining the wall each with a picture of a graffiti dragon painted on them. He pulled up to a garage door at the end of the building, used his phone to open it and pulled in to the garage. Spike pulled the bike up to a few other bikes, the first was a Kawasaki Z1000, then a Ducati Superbike, and a custom chopper. Spike pulled up to the chopper and turned off the tomahawk. Once he was off the bike he looked around the garage, but calling it a garage was an understatement, it was more like a large apartment, there was a full bathroom, a king sized bed, a couch, a large coffee table, a few lounging chairs, a large cabinet, a large flat screen TV, and a desk with a computer on it. Spike sighed, removed his helmet, walked over to the cabinet, pulled out a black leather jacket. He tossed it on to the bed, removed his purple jacket, placed it in the cabinet along with his normal helmet, and before he closed the cabinet he pulled out a mask and put it on.

Spike closed the cabinet and put on the black jacket, took a seat at the desk, and logged in. But before Spike could get started, someone was knocking, Spike sighed. "What do you want?" Said Spike.

"Boss, just came to check if that was you." Said a male voice.

Spike sighed and pressed a button from the underside of his desk, there was a loud clunk and the door was open, revealing a thin 20 year old man with orange hair and light purple eyes, dressed in similar jeans and jacket as Spike, minus the mask, this man was named Thorax. Spike looked at the man in the door. "Hey T, how goes operations?" Said Spike as he leaned back in his chair.

Thorax walked into the room and took a seat on the couch, but before the door could close two women walked in, one was a dark skinned woman, large 'assets' that could draw the attention of any man, and long black and white hair that reached the middle of her back, she was in a pair of short jeans that looked a little to small, but she never changed out of it, and a similar leather jacket as the others, this was Zecora. She smiled at Spike, "Good to see you boss, but we need to talk." Said Zecora, as she walked up to Spikes desk and leaned over the desk, giving Spike a good view of her cleavage.

The other woman sighed in annoyance, and pushed Zecora off the desk and tossed her onto the bed. She then looked at Spike. This woman was the head enforcer of his group, Ember, a tall woman with white hair with two blue stripes, muscles on her muscles that she somehow kept hidden, making her look like a woman who worked out occasionally, but she had a temper and the leather jacket she wore only added to her threatening look. Her amber eyes looked at Spike's soul trying to intimidate him.

Spike sighed. "Hello Ember, I'm guessing you have something important to talk to me about?" Asked Spike, not effected by the look. "What happened, shop owner not pay their protection money, or did a dealer start using his own supply?"

"Neither, some shit head borrowed money from us a while ago and can't pay us back, he's outside, with a Rolex, hoping for an extension." Said Ember.

Spike sighed. "Get the watch, and show it to DT, get a value. How much does he owe?"

"80 large."

Spike groaned. " If it's less than half, we take his car, if it's more, we let him leave, without the watch, but he keeps all of his teeth. Bring him inside to we can talk about his loan."

Ember nodded and left the room, to do her job. Spike looked at Thorax, "T, what did you need?"

"Not much, just wanted to tell you that we sold that muscle car yesterday, got a good price. 46k." Said Thorax, he then looked at Spikes collection, "See you finished the bike, how does it ride?"

"Like a super car, without brakes, set on fire."

"So, great?"

"Yep." Spike laughed. He then looked at Thorax. "How goes the final preparations?"

Thorax looked away from Spike, and it did not go unnoticed. "What happened?"

Thorax sighed in defeat. "We're low on guns, we have plenty of bullets, armor, and men, just not enough guns."

Spike sighed, "Ok, set your sights on other means of acquiring them, in the most legal way possible, can't have cops storming the place before we takeover Sombra's territory. Take men from Ember and Zecora and get it done." Spike looked at Zecora. "That good with you?" Asked Spike.

Zecora nodded. "I won't duel, its cool."

Spike nodded. "You heard her, get it done."

Thorax nodded as he got off the couch, walked to the door, and left the two alone.

Spike sighed as he turned to the last person, but when he looked to the bed, Zecora was no where in sight. Spike had been in this situation with Zecora before, he swiftly moved his arms up and grabbed the arms of Zecora. "Not yet babe, I am planning to stay the night so we have all night for some fun, just hold off till I get all my work out of the way first."

Zecora huffed in annoyance. "Fine."

Spike smiled and let the woman's arms go as she took her position on the bed. Spike looked at Zecora. "So how are our funds doing?"

"This week were in the black, with 857k in the sack. All the cars we sold are making a great profit as well. Mako is still collecting for all the shops in china town, same with Evan in uptown. But we have a slight problem with Tirek, trying to step into our turf, we have it under control for now, but I think he's trying to take over."

Spike sighed. "Keep an eye on him, we can't let him take control of what's mine." Said Spike, determined to keep control of his turf, especially as he was the best in terms of violence and crime, plus the fact that his home, school, and all of his friends are located in his turf. But if one of the other two took over, it would end very badly. Spike sighed, as he leaned back in his chair. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Spike pressed the button and Ember walked back in with a man behind her, head held low obscuring his face.

"So how much is it worth?"

"He's lucky, its 57k with all the diamonds and gold."

Spike nodded. "Thanks E, you and Z leave so I can have a chat with our friend here." Said Spike.

Both Ember and Zecora nodded and left the room, leaving Spike and the man alone. Spike sighed as he opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out a large knife, placing it on his desk. Spike then looked at the man. "So tell me, why cant you pay?" Asked Spike. The man then looked up and showed his face, but the moment they saw each other the conversation committed suicide. Spike groaned. "I had to be you, didn't it?"

"What are you doing here Spike?" asked Night Light surprised to find his son in front of him.

Spike sighed. "Well isn't it obvious, I'm in charge and running this gang, have been for the last 2 years. Now tell me what your doing here with a Rolex, and owing me 80k, its not like you are taking care of a new born, seeing as Ms. Olivia moved away to stay with her family, you don't make child support payments, and the fact that your driving a brand-new SUV which is parked outside is telling me your not strapped for cash." Said Spike, using the security cameras to look outside. "So tell me, what are you doing here?"

"Um... I needed to pay the lone on my new house?"

"New house, really, its been two years, I expected you to be in a apartment, tell me you finally decided to stop screwing around and actually found a job."

"I did, I'm now the owner of a startup company that makes telescope parts."

"I see, but what I don't see is my money, where is it?"

"I don't have it?"

"Why don't you have it?"

"I spent it, on.... on strippers."

Spike started to laugh hysterically, confusing Night Light. "What's so funny?" Asked Night Light.

"It seems, you still can't keep it in your pants, and this makes my life much more easy." Spike then stopped laughing and looked menacingly at Night Light as he moved closer to him. "So here's the deal, you give me the watch and your car, you pack up shop and move to another state, and I never see you again. If you don't do all of that." Said Spike as he moved the knife against his throat. "I'll make you disappear. Nod once if you understand." Night light nodded. Spike smiled. "Good, now you have ten minutes to get as far away from here before I sick Ember on you, and she will not hold back." Said Spike.

Spike then returned to his desk and pressed the button, unlocking the door. Ember walked in to the room watching the man. "You done?"

Spike nodded. "He's an old acquaintance, so I'm forgiving his debt, but he's been so nice as to leave both his watch and SUV. So he's going to walk out of here, and if he knows what's good for him, he will never show up in my town again." Said Spike.

Ember nodded. "I see, so we have a migrater."

Spike nodded. "Exactly, but if he does anything, have fun." Said Spike.

Ember grinned as she grabbed Night Light and escorted him out of the room.

Spike sighed in relief, as Zecora walked into the room. "So..."

"So what, we are getting the watch and car, and he is going to never see me again if he knows what's good for him." Said Spike. "Close the door, and flip the dead bolt." Said Spike, Zecora nodded and followed her orders. Once it was done Spike removed the mask and sighed as he threw the mask on the ground. Zecora walked over to Spike as she swayed her hips.

She then waked over to Spike and draped herself over him. "So, are you ready to have some fun with your girl?" asked Zecora as she pulled Spike's head right up to her breast.

"Yep." Said Spike as he turned around and kissed Zecora.