An Unquenchable Thirst

     It was a cold, crisp night,the moon full, with a strong breeze causing leaves to fall from the trees in the dark secluded area of the Everfree Forest. The Midnight blue coffin in a small clearing let out a hissing noise as the lid opened, revealing a midnight blue vampony. His perfectly preserved body was nearly eight feet tall were he standing on his hooves, and his wings were both still soft, and well-muscled. His fangs were both four inches, with grooves running along the back for the blood to run through. The only thing off about him was that his eyes were blood red, like a crazed animal ready to strike at any given moment.

     The vampony licked his lips as he came to. It was quite cold, but nothing he couldn't handle. He stretched his aching limbs, as they had not been moved willingly in two thousand years, becoming accustomed to not have to move at all. He then cautiously got out of the coffin, and took in his surroundings. It was dark, with the exception of very bright moonlight on the forest floor. There  were lots of trees, bent in all sorts of directions with random points where there was a broken off branch. Finally, he heard a Manticore nearby. He smiled, at the thought of the Manticore. The Manticore's blood would taste good. Not as good as pony blood though. That was the tastiest of all, and it also lasted the longest.

     He then closed the coffin, which locked with a hiss, and set out towards where he heard the Manticore. Sure enough, there it was walking away from where the vampony had seen a brief glimpse of a yellow pegasus with a pink mane. He then snuck behind the beast, and sunk his long fangs into it's neck. He shuddered in enjoyment of the blood running through his systems. He could already feel his in-pony strength and agility coming back, as well as his FULL range of movement. He then left the bloodless corpse lying there, not caring what happened to it. Speaking of the corpse, it just turned to a very small pile of dust, barely noticeable to those paying attention to such things. The dust soon was blown away by the wind, leaving no trace of what had happened in the last minute he was there.

     He then, perfectly silent, proceeded to the castle of the two Sisters where he used to scare the crap out of the two princesses. For some reason, no matter how thirsty, he wouldn't ever want to drink their blood. Maybe he thought it was poisoned, or the thought of what they could do to him scared him. They were basically his only weakness, which causing his heart to melt at the thought of the cute blue one. I wonder what she's like these days... that is, if she's still alive and kicking.He then reached the clearing with the castle. To his surprise, the castle was in ruins. Shattered glass, broken stone, moss growing nearly everywhere on the outside, it looked better than ever! Compared to that disgusting, well maintained version. Bleugh. He found an undamaged room, with tons of books, seemingly refurbished. As if someone had been there just a few minutes ago. The giant sunroof was nearly see through, with the exception of the metal bars in place to hold up the glass. Somebody must have found this place. He thought. He then spotted a map of equestria. Must be recent. He thought. Otherwise This 'manhattan' wouldn't have superbly tall, modernized-looking buildings, or would even be here. As well as this 'Phillydelphia'. He then began memorizing all the paths from one town to another. There was even a small X not too far from the castle marked Zecora's Hut. Beginning to feel thirsty already, he thought about this Zecora character. If Zecora is a pony, their place would be far enough away that nopony would know if they were to become a vampony or die. Even if Zecora let out a cry of help, the forest would help muffled it to a nigh inaudible squeak.

     Now that he knew paths to different cities, he could begin to revive his race. for you see, he was the only one left. He would only accept the strongest, fastest, and smartest. No exceptions allowed. If they were lazy, sluggish or dim-witted, they'd surely be killed in a heartbeat by the sun, holy items, or a stake. There was then a rainbow blur overhead.Alrighty then. My first target. He then jumped into the air and almost-as-quickly flew after the living rainbow, not caring about the broken window or what else was is that room. None of it being of utter importance, him having memorized the entire map of Equestria.This outta be a fun chase. He thought, happy about thinking of tasting another pony's blood. Last time it was a noble who wandered to close to his cave after being exiled. He presumed nobody cared nor wondered about what happened to that noble. Momentarily caught up in thought, he came to a complete halt.

   He then began wondering how he got in the Everfree.Darn it! Someone must have cared about that snobby gray-coated noble and found his body outside my cave! He figured. "Hey you!" A voice shouted. He realized he had stopped, and so had the living rainbow, who was now staring him. He then flew into the Everfree and hid in a bush. "Darn it! Lost him. I wonder what that stallion was doing in the Everfree." He figured out that that living rainbow was a female. He thought to himself, I'll have to try again later. In he meantime, I need to find this Zecora. Im already a bit thirsty again. With that, he began moving towards where zecora's hut was on the map. The adventure begins.