Just Another One O' Those Stereotypical Action Stories

Stormy Dash licks her lips clean of blood as she watches the thief pass out. Her looks turn to normal as she disguises herself as a pony once again. She cracks her neck, satisfied with herself.

"Did you have to do that in front of me, it's kinda... well, creepy to put it straight. Damn creepy," Blazing complains, looking at her like she's not sane.

"Are you forgetting, I'm not a pony, you know that. Besides, he totally deserved it. He should thank me, he's got enough venom in his system to somewhat heal the bone fractures he has. I know for a fact I broke several of his ribs. He won't remember me takin' a sip of him anyways, that's why I get my food from the source. You ponies are really tasty, ya know that?" She looks at Blazing like he's a snack, yet again her looks turning to an unnatural, powerful and beautiful state, and he flattens his ears in annoyance. She is in his face faster than he can see, and he stares in her face, looking agrivated

"Quit. It. It's not funny, quit acting like you're a big bad monster, you're not. You're still a pony and you know it."

"Do I look like a pony to you? I'm so not. I'm stronger," she picks up a large boulder like it's nothing, "faster," demonstrating this quality as well, she darts from him to a spot 100 yards and back in a mere 3 seconds, "I'm built to kill, accept it, bro." She returns to her usual self, tossing her hair like she did none of the things he witnessed.

"Just stop already, just because you're a vampony doesn't make you a monster. Just look at me." Blazing's mane and tail set fire and a circle of fire surrounds him. Extinguishing himself, he rolls his eyes. "We're a couple of people that others shouldn't mess with, not monsters."

"Nah, you may not be a monster, but vamponies are. You don't get it. There are a lot of things I haven't told you, things you couldn't reason against." She looks at him, using her eyes to challenge him to make her tell him those very things.

"Like what?" He looks at her, clearly accepting the nonverbal challenge.

"Well, I remember back when I first turned. I hadn't had my first meal, and it had been 4 days. The monster I am came forth. I ran into the woods, and there, with my horrible luck, there was a filly there." Blazing Heart was silent so she continued. "She was the first meal I ever had. I couldn't control myself. So you know what happened? I killed her. After that, I was deeply scarred, my mind becoming twisted after months of being isolated, being trapped. Not talking to another soul. Only taking souls. Taking the lives of innocent people, without a second thought. Eventually I killed them out of choice. I nearly killed my mother, after killing my father. Taking a snack from a lowlife thief is child's play to me. Do you even know how old I actually am. I look twenty or so, right? I'm TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR YEARS OLD. I am a monster, Blazing, a bloodthirsty monster, never forget it." She looked at him blankly, expecting a look of horror and shock like so many other former friends she's had have given her. She's had so many try to kill her, the people trying not having a happy ending. Blazing Heart sat on the ground, remaining silent for a moment. He starts laughing, and Stormy Dash rolls her eyes.

"You have a sick sense of humor, y'know that?"