Hunt and Be Hunted

Her hooves hold me closer but not close enough as moans fill the room.

Peppermint is on my nose as I'm taken; I can only try to hold out for Lyra.

She lacks drinking ability but she makes up with it in bed.

My jaw clenches as I hold back my mess; why are you so good Lyra?

I squirm as she gets going faster and my control starts to fade; nothing but her toy.

My ear is nipped and I moan long and loud making a mess.

She smiles down to me laying on top "you're getting better Bonnie" I flushed and grumbled something I didn't catch; she only smiled wider "who knows maybe someday you'll out last me, or at least- sudden knocking on the door - we both struggle to our feet yelling out "just a minute!"

Our movements are in synch.

We're not in the safety of Pony Ville anymore.

Who is at the other side of the door?

We groan as we hit the floor "ouch!" we fumble but eventually are up.

We are bowled over as we open the door.

I stare up in shock "Vinyl? what are you…" then I see the pony that is resting limply on her back "what did you do?" no response as she puts her bleeding marefriend on the coach "why are your hooves bloody, Vinyl?!" still nothing; she always does this to her lovers, this is the only time the poor mare has lived.

I was about to rip her head off and the tension vibrating from my body alerted Vinyl and she dodged but only the rip; she let me land the hard kick to her jaw and let me pin her on the ground demanding an answer.

"I- I um we um…" - she's trembling under my hooves and I feel a short pang of sorrow - "it doesn't matter!" - tears rolling from her eyes now; she truly regrets this one - "I need help Bon Bon," I couldn't help but snort at that one.

"Just like old times?" I said nothing and found my medical kit but a hoof on mine stopped me cold.

"She's like me" I shuttered at that thought; Octavia's a vampire? but then all the odd things that Octavia had started to do came to my mind; the new glasses, the slang, the slightly paler coat…

I smacked her hard and then I bucked her across the floor into a wall "of course you did!" - I was actually snarling - "you always do what you want, I haven't turned anypony. The Crimson twins never wanted this curse to be shared and you know that!" I pounced and started trying to rip her to shreds.

I was torn from Vinyl though.

Lyra was pinning me to the ground a look of worry obviously on her face; how are you so bucking strong Lyra?'

"You need to calm down!" -slap!- "will someone explain" -my cheek burns from the slap- "what is going on?"

I grumbled but once let go off and pulled Vinyl to her hunches "Vinyl here is a vampire" -I give her a dark glare as I say my words- "as am I" Lyra only rolled her eyes at this.

"I already know that Bonnie" -she must have seen the surprise on my face- "you can't keep bite marks a secret" -she tilts her neck to me and I blush; sure enough bite marks- "it feels good you know?"

I shake my head "those were love bites though…" she didn't really care; I cursed under my breath before speaking "Octavia's hurt, now normally any kind of blood would help but" -I jab Vinyl's side hard- "somepony decided to play rough" -I want to rip her horn off so badly- "so I was wondering if you would-" she raised a hoof to my mouth.

"Sure why not?" -I tried to explain to her it wasn't going to be a love bite- "how bad can it be?" I kept trying but even after letting her know that she could be bedridden for a long time she just said "let's just do this already."

I screamed when she pulled the dying Octavia's mouth to her neck and was instantly drawn into a death grip- "you never ever ever let a dying vampire near your throat" -I was frantic and in sobs at the look on my Lyra's face; pure agony- "you're bucking mad Lyra!" -and then Vinyl started stroking Octavia's mane with soothing words- "what are you doing Vinyl?!" -no answer and I nearly hit her before she moves the bite somewhere less fatal; somewhere that it would only turn her now.

I was in a panic and couldn't do anything to help so Vinyl was the one who started to tend to her injuries as my mind fell back into memory.

I'm trotting down the streets of Manehattan wrapped in rags to fight the chill of winter that has fallen upon the streets; I'm also trying to stay off of the radar of anypony nearby.

A chuckle from behind; just another junkie riding out his addiction.

A rambling drunk; just trying to find his way home to his sick kids.

Then a hoof in my face; now I've been found.

I scramble trying to get away from the stallion that is advancing on me- "don't be afraid little one" -I knew not to listen and turned going at a full gallop hearing his hoof steps behind me; I'm dead if he catches me.

I try to scream for help but his hoof finds my muzzle and covers it; I wasn't fast enough to save my skin…

I whimper as I'm dragged to the shadows of the ally; nopony cares that a filly has been captured.

I whine as I'm shoved against a wall a hoof on my belly- "you're a cute one" -I tense knowing that I'm going to die.

A scream catches in my throat as his head lands in my lap; a bleeding lap making my belly red.

The body is shoved aside and I see my savor; a mare with a crimson coat is there.

"Do you need help little one" the voice is soothing and I can only find myself nodding.

My mind goes blank aside from the sounds of our hoof steps- "it's horrendous what happens on these streets" -she leads me down the streets like a mother walking with her child- "one pony can't watch over everything" -her voice a pleasant drone- "but I do what I can."

"Why?" my voice has an edge to it I don't recognize, it's to childlike and innocent.

"No pony should suffer out there," -she seems so sad- "especially children" -a pair of sturdy oak doors; a church perhaps?- "it's not much but this is a safe haven" -I hug her for the gift that she has given to me; she's hesitant and takes a long time to hug me in return.

I slept the night in a bedroom for once, and on a bed too.

When I woke up a filly was on the bed right next to me and I could feel something sticky on my hooves.

I lift one to my muzzle so I can take a sniff.

I recoil because of the stench and must have woken the little colt- "why am I still in Canterlot?" -I blinked, confused.

He couldn't be no younger than I and he had the purest white coat I had ever seen as well as electric blue hair; he also had a vaguely feminine voice.

I flushed when he- er she looked at me.

Then I recoiled seeing the rusty stain on her belly "w-what is that?" I panicked and all she did was yawn; I nearly screamed seeing a pair of fangs.

I looked down afraid of what I would see; I sighed relieved seeing no wounds.

She looked tired but somehow was also able to express curiosity while wearing a pair of sunglasses "do I know you?" - I shook my head - "did Crimson Verse find you on the streets?" my muzzle scrunched while I thought.

"Mare with a black mane and red coat?" - a nod of yes - "ya, how did you know?"

She only shrugged before looking down "what happened?" she was more confused than scared; my eyes went wide when I figured out what it was.

"T-that's blood!" she didn't care and just got off and I thought she was going to die; but nothing was wrong…

I run for a door.

I can't open it.

"Are you okay?" she sounds confused; probably just a trick.

I nearly scream as she steps towards me.

Her hoof touches mine; I almost black out.

I fall forward once she helps me with the door "do you need some help?"

I shake my head and she only shrugs before leaving while mumbling about feeling like she was shot.

Once I convinced myself to move I came out into a banquet hall where Crimson Verse was talking with a stallion that looked similar to herself; even the cuttie marks look similar.

"You know how I feel about this" - he sounds mad - "I approve of protecting on the streets but to-" he looked at me "-we will continue this latter" and with that he left as if in a rush.

I walked absently- "are you okay little one" -I stumble in the direction of Crimson Verse.

"Was that your father?" -she only laughed and shook her head- "who was it then?"

"That is my tsun-dere brother" - I cocked my head confused - "he goes though mood swings at the drop of a hat" -she just leads me down the halls very friendly- "are you enjoying your stay?"

I'm taken aback at how worn-down this place was "ya, just a bit overwhelming is all" -something clicks in my head- "are there any other fillies around?"

She only gave me a soft smile "only one right now, she had a bit of a arg…" -a long pause- "accident so to speak" -any attempt to ask was ignored- "she's probably in the kitchen right now, want to pay her a visit?"

I didn't really have a choice and I nearly screamed once I walked into the kitchen; what is in her mouth?!

I turn to run.

I trip on the car cause of a rabbit.

I screamed seeing where I was falling.

My hooves are trembling as I look down; a kitchen knife is through my heart.

I try to move but can't, try to scream but my voice is gone, and then I try to run as the filly in front of me advances licking her lips.

"Back down Vinyl" -the voice of honey again- "you do not want to hurt this filly, return to your meal" -I tremble as she comes closer with her sad eyes- "I never found out you name little one…" My adrenaline and eyes start to fall.

A hoof softly caresses the wound- "this could hurt a little" -what could… a scream rips through my throat in pain.

I nearly pass out as the blade slides out of my chest "only a bit?" - and then the pain sinks in - "w-why did you pull it out?" -my body starts to writhe- "that was the only thing-" I started coughing blood and shortly after passed out.

When I woke up a strange taste was in my mouth; something like coppery.

I stretched and winced at a sharp pain in my chest- "how could you do that twice in the same day?!" -I look down and see the bandages- "they're just fillies sister," -such a soft voice- "why do they have to share our curse?" such a sad and soft voice…

A feeble laugh in response "a curse is better than death dear brother," -death?- "a manic pony shot the first… and her… she panicked seeing the first's first feeding" -a quiver had entered her voice- "a knife was on the ground and when she…" -sobs start to escape her- "she…" she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"I understand Verse," -such a gentle voice- "I have to go now" -such a sad and gentle voice- "you know how I" -a pause for thought- "change, around new vampires" my heart stopped, suddenly the gentle and kind voice also laced with malice.

"I know brother," -her voice meek- "we shall see you in a year then?" -no reply- "are you going to go back to that antique store?" her voice is so hallow.

"I won't, there is no plan" he sounded like he was distracted and then I was gone.

A mumbling for minutes, the words start to sink in "are you okay Bonnie?" -I shake my head waking up- "are you there?" I shake my head and sit up.

"W-what?" I was embraced in a feeble hug that I could barely return myself "are you doing okay Lyra?" she can barely answer, in the end I just take her to a place that she can rest; besides the panting Octavia, but at least she's breathing better.

Vinyl stares at the ground "why did you change her, Vinyl? I shuttered after saying it.

A voice we weren't expecting spoke "Bonnie huh? cute… I… was nearly killed you know?" -even as badly injured as she was her voice was beautifully calm- "how does this effect my mind?" -no one had an answer.

"I… don't know Octy… Bon Bon?" -I grunted in question- "you sounded like Crimson Ink used to…" it was on both of our minds.

"I know… he's still out there somewhere you know?"

A meek reply was my only response "I know… so is Crimson Verse…"

We were both silent hearing this and just went to comfort our lovers with the thoughts of wanting to find our… family.