Blood Lust

by EyesoreForTheBlind

How About Silver Wings?

Previous Chapter

        It was a while before the filly the trio had found woke up.

Opening her eyes groggily with her stomach growling, the young pony let out a soft whine. She looked around tiredly and noticed she was in what looked like a young filly's room. Her body was resting comfortably on a feathery pillow and a blanket was draped over her frame.  Hearing the younger awake, Dashing called to her friends to alert them of the mysterious pony's revival.

"W-Where am I?" the purple pony asked in a slightly panicked tone as Lightning and Zig walked into the room. The two colts sat beside their mare friend.

"You're in our home," Zig answered, trying to sound calming. "You passed out so we brought you here. And you did say you were hungry, so we got some food for you." he gestured to the bowl of fruits and berries before her. She shook her head.

"I can't eat that..." came the soft whisper.

Dashing cocked her head in wonder. "Are you allergic?" she asked. A shrug.

"Sort of..."

"I told you she couldn't eat normal pony food." Lighting piped up. Dashing frowned.

"Then tell us why, 'cause you wouldn't tell us earlier." Dashing huffed impatiently. Strike nodded and looked at their guest. Walking over slowly so he wouldn't scare her, he knelt beside her.

"Could you open your mouth please?" the colt asked sweetly. Quickly shaking her head, the mare refused. "Why not?" he asked. Lowering her head, the mare looked at her blue hooves and drew her ears back.

"It's because you're different, isn't it? You think somepony is going to hurt you?" Zig spoke, startling the purple pony. She forgot he was there, he was so quiet... "No pony is going to hurt you, you're safe here with us, we promise." he smiled softly at her. Dashing looked confused.  Seeing her look, Zig said, "She's a Vampony."

Her look was one of shock. "B-But I thought they went extinct several years ago..." she said in a hushed tone. Lighting shook his head.

"Actually, there are rumors that there are some hidden here an there that ran when their empire fell. Our friend here must be one of them." he said, gently petting the mare's mane. A hiss sounded and Lightning Strike gasped, followed by a cry of pain from his throat. Dashing Stride and Zig Zag squealed and ducked as a flash of purple jumped over them and tucked itself in the corner of the room, red eyes set in a glare. The yellow colt wiped a bit of crimson liquid from his cheek where the Vampony's wing had cut him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" he apologized. There was another hiss, but it faded as the coppery scent wafted into the nose of the bat pony. Her expression softened and her eyelids lowered a bit. Stomach growling once more, she whimpered lightly in longing.

"Wait, you mean she drinks blood?!" Dashing exclaimed, eyes wide with fear. "Can't that turn you into a Vampony too?" she asked. Lightning shook his head.

"I'm pretty sure that's only if a Vampony drinks all your blood. They need to feed on the liquid because they don't have any of their own." he explained. "It's okay, come here." Lightning stepped closer to the red eyed pony. She moved slowly towards the colt and looked up at him once, almost as if asking permission. Lighting nodded and she bit down onto the skin of his neck, making the green eyed pony flinch a bit. The feeling hurt a bit, feeling her fangs sink into his flesh, but once he got used to it, it wasn't all that bad. The only thing that was bad in a way was the woozy feeling he had once the pony finished her meal. He felt a little dizzy, but he shook his head to clear it.

Her stomach finally full in a long time, she sighed happily. "Thank you." she smiled slightly and Lighting smiled back.

"It's no problem. Now, do you think you could tell us a little bit about yourself?" Strike asked, using his magic to lay the blanket over her.

"Oh, um..." she looked a bit thoughtful for a moment. "There isn't really much to tell..." she said softly. "I don't even really know much about myself. I don't know my name, and I don't know my parents or have any friends." she admitted a bit sadly. "The only thing that seems special about me is this." she lifted her wing, revealing not purple wing skin, but a sparkling grey colour.

"It's very pretty," Zig smiled at her, watching as the filly tucked her bat-like appendage. She blushed under her coat. "were you born with your wings like that?"

"T-Thank you," the filly said shyly, smiling. "and I think so."

"You need a name." Dashing spoke.

"Huh?" she looked at the pink mare.

"A name. You need one, don't you?" Dash smiled. "That way we know what to call you." she explained.

"Oh, um, right." she replied, nodding.

"Is there anything you have in mind?" Lighting asked, tilting his head slightly. A shrug was the reply he got, and his face gained a thoughtful look. "Alright, let's see..."

"How about Silver Wings?" Zig Zag asked, smiling a bit. Dashing looked unimpressed.

"Silver Wings?" she repeated, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know if that's such a-"

"I like it," said the filly, smiling. "I think it suits me." Silver Wings nodded in agreement at the name, her red eyes sparkling. "Thank you." she added.

"You're welcome Silver." Zig replied, returning the smile. "By the way... do you have anywhere to live?" the green colt questioned, his head tilted in curiosity. He saw Silver's eyes sadden and he frowned slightly. "I guess not..." he said when his new friend didn't reply. "You know, you're welcome to stay with us." he offered, watching the mare brighten up a bit.

"Really?" she asked, her ears perking. Her sad expression turned from sad back to happy at the offer. "I-If that's okay, I mean, I don't want to be a bother..." she said a bit shyly.

"You won't be a bother at all!" Dashing chirped, grinning. "We'd love to have you stay with us!" her blue eyes twinkled and her smile broke into a grin.

"Thank you so much everypony..." she sighed in joy. It wasn't long before her new friends were looking tired and yawning.

"I think it's time for bed..." Lightning Strike stretched, and his two filly friends nodded in agreement. Silver watched them, still looking wide awake. "Silver, we're heading to bed. Care to join us?" he asked.

"Oh, no thanks. I'll come to bed in a bit though." Silver replied.

"Alright. Our room is down the hall, just come in when you're ready." Lightning smiled and left the room with Zig Zag and Dashing Stride. The Vampony watched them leave before trotting out of the room to explore. The castle was large, and very confusing to the young mare. Her blue hooves tapped against the stone floor as she walked, her head turning this way and that as she looked around. There were charred tapestries, rusted armor suits, and ruined paintings lining the walls and hallways.

One room in particular caught the filly's attention; a large bedroom. Silver walked inside, her red eyes scanning the room. There was a king side bed against the middle of the farthest wall, with a large painting above it. Walking closer, she saw it was a painting of two Alicorn Vamponies. One of them, the female, had a cream coloured coat, a blue mane that was braided, and piercing red eyes. There was some sort of marking on her flank, Silver noticed. It was a drop of blood with a fang across it. She held a very regal appearance, and so did the other.

The stallion standing beside the mare had a deep, night sky coloured coat and a dark grey mane that was bordering on an inky black. His eyes were the same blood red as the mares, and his hooves were a dark blue hue. While the female's horn was straight, his had a slight curve to it. His mane was short, and his tail was the same way. The stallion also had some sort of marking on his flank as well; a side view of a black bat flying across a crescent moon and cloud. Silver tilted her head and looked at her own flank, seeing nothing but her purple coat.

Shrugging off her curiosity, she left the room. Walking into her friend's bedroom, she found they were all asleep when she returned. A small smile came across her face, and she laid down in between Zig Zag and Dashing Stride. Resting her head on her front legs, she waited for her new companions to awaken.