Things Are Alive

Something pangs against my magic shell, it bounces off and then I hear screaming; it woke me from my darkness.

I recognized that scream… Octavia!

I try to pull her into the shell.

When I succeed she's panting and bleeding; it was arousing.

She looked up with such sorrow in her eyes that I wilted.

I felt like I broke her heart; I didn't want that "are you okay Octavia?" my voice rang out louder than Luna's Equestira voice.

She forced herself to limp over to me; she needs medical attention.

I'm panicking trying to help her but when I tried to bandage the area by her hind legs she wouldn't let me.

I wouldn't have let myself either; I was salivating finding her pain arousing.

I wanted to stop the sick pleasure at pain.

I was pleading for her to let me bandage her bleeding wounds.

The only thing she let me do was stroke he mane; it was stick for some reason.

I was gentle and the sick joy was gone; it was replaced with worry.

She looked up at me and the emotion's war obvious; she was shattered worse than this entire time my horn has been healing.

She had been turned into a vampire, her and Vinyl had been spending to much time fooling around, and then to make it all worse her friend has gone mad and killed her mother.

She cried and then begged for the wounds to be cured; I was careful and did as she needed.

I no longer wonder why she loves Vinyl so much; protection, love and care.

Vinyl Scratch was eccentric especially in her DJ Pon-3 persona but she was a strong pony, had a strong passion and did everything possible to protect Octavia.

Octavia needed that; her mother disapproved of everything she did, her brothers were malicious while tormenting her and her only sour of comfort was her father who worked a nine to five job to support his family.

My desire for Octavia didn't come from her voice but her heart; her heart was pure and it only got stronger after all the stuff she has been forced to trudge through.

She could have been an Element of Harmony even. Thinking about it she was; her, Vinyl, Bon Bon, Lyra, Derpy, and Dr. Hooves… if Dr. Hooves was a unicorn then they would be set.

I just continued to stroke Octavia's mane while she was trembling; I heard her praying to Luna.

"Please Luna, please let it not be to late, please let her live.

I screamed as something sharp was shoved inside of me.

The magic was drawn to the new pain.

I wailed louder than should be possible, I scream and scream.

I scream until my voice is hoarse and still continue.

The pain hurts and Octavia is hold me; her voice is cracked.

It still feels like honey as she speaks "y-you're going to be fine Twilight, you'll live… it isn't to late.

Everything goes black.