Fluttershy was tossing and turning in her sheets as another nightmare haunted her dreams. Sweating, mumbling, and overall looking scared, she stirred in her bed, hoping that the dream would be over.

Where am I? The Pegasus looked around in the nightmare. It was some sort of dark alleyway, and below her stood a pony she never met.

I… I can hear his heartbeat. THUMP-THUMP, THUMP-THUMP it went, making her hungry for some reason, craving something she can’t remember.

I can smell his blood! It smelled metallic, and at the same time, it also smelled like the best thing ever made. She felt her teeth hurt for a second, changing, and morphing into- fangs? Her eyes changed color too, though unbeknownst to the helpless mare trapped in her rapidly changing body. Her wings ached, her ears twisted, and her fur became unkempt and messy. This creature lunged at its victim, making Fluttershy just an observer to the monster at hand.

I can taste it! The cream colored Pegasus was crying, helpless to watch as this thing killed a pony just for sustenance. It was brutal. Barbaric. It also felt… natural. It felt almost as natural as flying or breathing could be to a Pegasus, such as herself. Just then, an inner voice she didn’t know she had in her mind spoke up.

You are changing…

…Into what?

Something more…

She woke up with a blur. It was dawn out. Her nightmare ended quicker than she thought.

Another nightmare…

Regardless of the dream, Fluttershy went about her day, tending to her animal friends, going to Ponyville, and hanging out with her friends at the picnic… Wait, THE PICNIC?!

The cream colored mare completely forgot all about the picnic they were having today! As quick as she could, Fluttershy flew to the market to buy some things she meant to buy for the picnic. As she ran up to the stall for the item most important on her list, she frantically asked the pony tending said stall for some carrots. “I really need a bag of carrots! That is, if you don’t mind selling them to me…”

The mare in the stall looked confusingly at Fluttershy, trying to see if she was crazy or not. Just then, she recognized the Pegasus’ cutie mark. “Oh hey, Fluttershy! If you want some carrots, I can give you this bag I have for 8 bits.” The mare gestured towards the bag she was talking about.

8 bits for a bag of carrots? That’s too expensive! She thought for a moment, wondering how to coax the mare to lower her price. It was part of her new assertiveness method she used: Analyze, and then convince. Okay Fluttershy, be assertive. You can do this! She took a look at the friendly stall worker one last time. I hope…

“I really need to go to a picnic with my friends, and I would enjoy it if you could lower down the price for me just a bit. Does 5 bits sound good to you?” the mare said, half unsure that her bartering skills are adequate for what she was trying to do.

Surprisingly, it didn’t turn out as bad as she thought it would! “Yeah, I guess I could part with them for a little less. Besides, you’re one of my best customers!” she handed Fluttershy the bag of carrots, and in turn, Fluttershy handed the patron her bits, signifying that their exchange was complete.

She thanked the pony at the stalls, and went to get the other items needed to make the salad for the picnic. The shopping was done, and Fluttershy was ready to go to the picnic to hang out with her friends. When she arrived, the timid mare noticed that everything was all set up. The silver cutlery was laid out, the ceramic plates ready for food on them, and the pets are all enjoying their time away from home. She sighed. All except Angel; I couldn’t find him at all this morning…

Twilight was the first to notice that Fluttershy arrived. “Hi, Fluttershy! We were all waiting for you to get here before we got started. Why don’t you come have a seat?”

Nervously, she walked up to her friends and sat down gently. I’d be a lot calmer if my Angel bunny was with me…

“Say Sugarcube, where’s Angel?” Applejack asked, with her country drawl.

That’s what really made her sad, catching the eye of her friends, and causing them to ask what was wrong, genuinely concerned. “I-it’s nothing, girls; I’m fine.” She was tearing up over her own words.

“You know you can tell us anything, darling. Does this have to do with one of your animal friends?” Rarity gasped. “Did Angel go missing?”
That’s when the waterworks started. The Pegasus tried to calm down, but just ended up crying profusely. “I-I couldn’t find her this morning, a-and I looked everywhere, b-but I just couldn’t find her!!!” They all tried to comfort her as best they could, especially Rarity who wanted her spa buddy to cheer up.

“There, there, Fluttershy.” Rarity said, consoling her over the mare’s pet. She reached for a napkin to help dry her friend’s coat, continuously becoming more and more stained with tears. “You need to cheer up Fluttershy! I’m sure you’ll- agh!” The pearl white mare cut herself on one of the knives set out, and it wasn’t a simple one either. The knife cut pretty deep, causing her to bleed profusely.

I-I can smell it. It smells sooo good! Fluttershy’s mind was racing, her eyes changing color from the normally blue hue they were to a deep red, and her teeth threatening to show fangs.

You can smell your prey…

She shook her head, trying to get rid of the new thoughts arising. These thoughts were very animalistic, and barbaric. Each drop was forcing the cage to break free, and let the monster out. Almost like the ones from her dreams…

The blood was running down Rarity’s hoof to the tip, each drop hitting the ground making Fluttershy drool. It was inching her one step closer to waking the dormant curse lying just beneath the surface.

I-it looks so juicy, and… sweeeeet! She shook her head more this time. No, Fluttershy! You’re not a monster.

Not yet, my dear: You still need to taste the warmth of her blood, the PIERCING OF HER NECK!!! Just let go, and free me. I’ll be gentle…

“I NEED TO GO” Fluttershy yelled, before running off at a quick pace, even for her. She wasn’t concerned with her friends calling after her, wanting to know her secret. All the mare thought to do was to run as fast as she could to the only safe haven she could think of: her cottage.

She rushed into her cottage, asking all of her animal friends to go away politely. They all could tell something was wrong with her, and didn’t need answers to her behavior. After all, they could tell when a fellow animal is upset…

I-I need to send a letter to Discord! M-maybe he can help with whatever is going on! He is my best friend, after all…

Her thoughts turned into action, as she got out a quill and some parchment to write the hasty letter to her chaotic friend.

Dear Discord,

I need your help… QUICKLY!!
Signed, Fluttershy
P.S. bring comfort food!

Fluttershy sealed the letter in an envelope, and put it in the chaos mailbox that Discord made for her in case of emergencies. It was a monster-like mailbox, with eyes, claws, and a jagged set of teeth surrounding the entrance to its interior. It gobbled up the letters she always put in with an intense blur of growls, roars, and chomping. The mailbox itself served as a direct line to Discord, in case Fluttershy or any of her friends were ever in trouble. He felt bad for betraying his closest friend to a vile and wicked strategist such as Tirek, and wanted to make it up to her by giving her this “Emergency Friendship Line”.

Just as quick as she sent it, the discord lamp she got at Rainbow Falls Glowed and twitched violently before exploding to reveal the Chaos Lord himself.

“FLUTTERSHY! Are you alright? Did something bad happen? Do I need to fight Tirek again?!” he frantically asked, but then noticed his friend’s state. Her mane was ruffled, as well as her coat and tail as if it were untamed and wild. What got him the most were her eyes- they were blood red, and made her look ready to kill anything! Oh dear, Fluttershy! It seems that it’s worse than I thought… he said in his mind.

“Here are some cucumber sandwiches, Fluttershy. I know they’re not much, but it’ll be something comforting for now.” He said, snapping in a plate of the tasty finger food. It’s too bad that he was the only one with fingers in that dimension, aside from griffons and dragons…

Why is he acting so calm, almost as if… he knows what’s going on?

“Discord, what’s wrong?” she asked, looking at him with more unease.

He immediately shook it off as nothing was wrong. His calm behavior was exceptionally unsettling. “Oh, it’s nothing my dear! Would you like some garlic to have on your sandwiches? It really makes it taste a lot better!” she nodded, knowing that the draconequis meant well, and just wanted to comfort Fluttershy and explain the situation as best as he could. With a quick pace, he walked to the kitchen and got out the garlic powder to sprinkle over the sandwiches. “That should do it.” He said. “Go ahead and have a bite. It’ll calm you down”

“I don’t see how eating sandwiches is going to do anyth-”

He held his claw and paw over her hooves, hoping to set the mare at ease. “Trust me, Fluttershy. All will be explained.” She nodded, trusting the draconequis to do the right thing. Fluttershy picked up one of the sandwiches, and bit into it, enjoying it for several minutes. The garlic really adds some spiciness to it! Wait… Her mouth literally started burning, smoke coming from it in waves of pillars full of ash. Desperate to save his friend, he slapped the back of her neck hard, causing her to spit out the now poisonous sandwich.

“Why did that happen?” she asked, her voice hoarse and dry.

“You are turning into a vampire, Fluttershy.” That was all he said to the confused mare.

Fear; Fear was all she had to cling onto while her mind raced. How did this happen? I’m not a vampire! I can’t be! Maybe there was a cure! It’s not fair! She gasped. The Fruit Bat incident! That must be when it happened! Oh Twilight, you didn’t know…

“I-I think I remember how it happened, Discord.”

His ears perked up, listening intently.

“Do you remember when I talked to you about the Fruit Bat incident?” he nodded steadily, not wanting to distress the mare more. She shifted her hooves every once in a while, trying to make her nervousness subside.

Well, ever since the incident, I’ve been having nightmares. They weren’t bad all the time, but most times, I couldn’t control myself in most of them. It was like there was a monster controlling my body, forcing me to watch. And sometimes, it felt… natural. Like it was the way it should be. I would watch as my transformed body drained a pony of blood, helpless to control myself. They only got worse and worse over time, which is until today when I realized those dreams were becoming a reality. I started turning at the picnic, though I don’t think my friends noticed. They were too busy tending to Rarity’s wound to pay attention. I didn’t know what was happening until I put the pieces together, and I ran to my cottage as quick as I could.

“That’s when I called you, Discord.”

He only sat in silence, his eyes closed, and deep in thought. “I was afraid this would happen. So soon, even to me, it was unheard of.” He paused, before continuing, knowing the next words he was about to say might change how Fluttershy sees him. “Do you know the story of vampires, Fluttershy?” she shook her head, unsure where this was leading, but knew it couldn’t be anything good.

“Well, I’m the creator of vampirism.” He said with unease.

She gasped, knowing that the lord of Chaos was capable of doing remarkable things, but never thought he could create new creatures like those!

It was a long time ago, long before Luna’s timeout on the moon. Back then, I wasn’t concerned with ruling Equestria, I just wanted to manipulate ponies into bad deals. I was experimenting with local farmers, so it wasn’t like I was messing with royalty or anything. They wanted to be able to live like the animals they raised, so I "helped them out".

“How did you help them out?”

Well, I turned them into Lycans; Werewolves, to some ponies?

Fluttershy nodded. “That explains Lycans, but what about vampires?”

He sighed, regretfully. Most of them didn’t want to be that “in tune” to nature, so the prissy- I mean more refined ones wanted something a bit more… subtle. So that’s how I turned them into vampires. Very few weren’t pure though.

“What do you mean by that?”

In order to become a pure vampire, you must be a Pegasus. Due to their physiology closer to bats, it made sense, so that’s how I deemed it to be. Not many knew however, so I didn’t have to deal with them any longer. He paused for a moment, letting the information sink in. I know you’re probably wondering why there’s a difference in pure vampires, and regular ones, or what they might be perhaps. Well, all chaos magic needs some sort of… upset of balance to work, making it hard to create something new without at least some sort of negative part added to the mix. Regardless, pureblooded vampires all are stronger than traditional vampires: they can run as fast as a cheetah, punch with the strength of Cerberus, and their senses are more attuned than anything on the planet! You also have other traits in addition to the regular package. Discord looked over, making sure that his magic’s latest victim was still paying attention. Regretfully, and with a bit of fear in her eyes, she was. The good news was her eyes were back to normal, at least.

Pure blooded vampires also have slight mind altering capabilities, as well as not suffer from blood withdrawal as quickly.

Fluttershy gasped. “Y-you mean, I’ll have t-to” She swallowed a huge lump in her throat.
The chaos lord just chuckled at that. “No, I don’t think you’ll have a problem with that, Fluttershy! There are plenty of blood bags around!” If it wasn’t for her current situation, the mare would vomit.

Moving on, though; I think the reason you’re starting to become a real vampire pony is because of the spell itself. When you began mirroring the behavior of the vampire fruit bats, and then actually becoming a hybrid of one, the magic from the spell changed you to follow the fruit bat’s most carnal desires, which were sadly just apples. Could you imagine if you became a vampire pony at that time? The chaos would be DELICIOUS!!!

She started giving him a glare as fierce as Tartarus itself.

Right, sorry. Anyways, they weren’t just ordinary fruit bats as you know: they were vampire fruit bats, which mean that their base desires were of a vampiric nature, which also means sucking blood, and the only reason that they ever became vampire fruit bats was through evolution.
“Well, how did they become vampire bats?” the timid mare asked.

“A vampire bit a bat after experimenting, but that’s not important right now!”

He finished his story, but still had a concerned look on his face. “Regardless, you’ll need some new ground rules.” He snapped his fingers, causing a chalkboard complete with a floating chalk and eraser to appear. The draconequis took a disciplinary stance and began listing the new “ground rules”

“Rule number one: no walking in the sunlight, unless necessary. It’ll hurt a lot worse now, and although you won’t burst into flames or anything, it’ll feel like you have sunburns all over you.”

As he was talking, the chalk was writing the rules down on the board swiftly, then underlining them to make it clear that they were important.

“Rule number two: Silver will hurt. A lot! That’ll show those prissy ponies trying to get a new gift out of me! From now on, steel or iron.”

“Rule number 3: Garlic, as you witnessed earlier, will singe your throat. It’s best to stay away from your new allergy for now.”

“Rule number 4: If you start having blood cravings, drink an IV bag full of the stuff that I’ll provide to you every month. If I can’t provide one, my neck is open for emergencies!”

She gasped. “Discord, how dare you! I’d never hurt you like that!”

“Would you die, rather than hurt a friend trying to save you?” he asked.
This answer shut her up almost immediately, after a few breaths of trying to come up with a rebuttal.

After everything had calmed down, Fluttershy was contempt with her new curse, knowing full well that going back isn’t an option after the first drop of blood reaches her mouth. It’s a path that she will have to take when the time comes, and not even her animal friends can help.

“Discord, can I ask you a question?” she said while sitting on the floor, her cup of tea in hoof.

“Anything for you, my good friend.” He said, with a comforting smile on his face.

“Does this need to be a-”

“Yes, I’m afraid you can’t tell anybody. Either me, or a fellow creature of the night can be exceptions. Oh, I almost forgot! I’ve left Schmooze back at home, and you know how he gets near a horde of shiny objects! Goodbye for now, my dear. And remember my ground rules, won’t you?” she nodded in confirmation. “They are what will keep you alive, and I don’t want to see you… Ahem, I’m off now, Fluttershy! Ta-ta!”

“Oh, before you go, Discord,” He turned around. “Thank you, for helping me. You really are a great friend!” Fluttershy said with a warm smile.

“I’m not sure I understand. I thought this was my fault…” A sad frown set on his face.

She sighed, with slight annoyance. “You might have created vampirism Discord, but you didn’t turn me into one. It was just a magical mishap that happened to have surprising results.”

They both hugged, and said their goodbyes. At least they would have if Discord hadn’t just disappeared when he started to cry.
After that dreadful day, life went on for the shy Pegasus. She continued going out in the sun only for emergencies this time, and her nightmares never changed or faltered. Her silver items had to be sold or auctioned, including some of the bird cages she had for her animal friends, and replaced with iron and steel ones instead. And, as Discord promised, an IV bag appeared in her fridge the day after he left, with the label taken off to spare her the thoughts of the pony that she’s taking blood from. Despite her acceptance to this new gift offered before her, Fluttershy didn’t have enough resolve to take that first bite. Weeks passed, and the blood bag went untouched, until one fateful night…

The mare twisted and turned while she was having another nightmare. It was the same as before, her taking life from a helpless pony, and then waking up with a startle. As per routine now, she got up, and walked to the fridge to get a cold glass of milk. That was when she noticed the bag still sitting there on that shelf, waiting to be used, its red insides calling to her.

Maybe the nightmares would stop…

She picked it up in her hoof and inspected it closer. I’ve seen blood bags before, but… this one seems different. I-It looks so juicy, and sweet…

Her eyes changed color, and her fangs revealed themselves in the outside world for the first time.

… A small taste wouldn’t hurt. Just one little drop of blood, then you can leave it alone…

No! Think of the pony that it came from! What if they still need it?

Discord has changed! He would know you would never approve of hurting somepony innocent, or are you going to let your friend down after the hard work he did to get you that bag? It’s up to you, but Discord is willing to sacrifice his own red nectar to help you…

Her vampire instincts were fighting reason, and it was clear who was winning.

…Maybe one sip won’t hurt…

She tore off the cap at the end of the funnel, which kept the blood sealed in that little bag. The smell permeated through the mare’s nostrils, making her want to just dive in, and suck the pouch dry.

It smells so good!

Gently, she took a few sips, and didn’t taste the expected bitter, metallic taste of blood that she expected. It tasted almost… sweet and tangy, like a nice cup of pomegranate juice after a long day.

It tastes even better! There was nothing holding her back this time. She tore off the top entirely and drank the whole thing, causing it to trickle down the outside of her throat in small drops. Her head spun, and her body kicked into hyper drive. Everything was so exciting to her, almost like being born again! I feel great! She flapped her wings a bit, hovering in the air. I feel like I could beat Rainbow Dash at a flying contest! She burst through the entrance to her house, nearly tearing the door off its hinges and flew faster than thought possible by even the Wonderbolts! Flying through the air at blinding speeds, she noticed the forest below her, almost a blur in her deep red eyes. I feel like I could buck the entire apple orchard with one blow! She landed, and bucked a nearby tree so hard, that it went flying into two other trees like it was nothing but a small sapling ready to fall down in the breeze. Everything was so exhilarating for her! She could hear Twilight Sparkle snoring a few miles away in her Castle! She could smell the sweets that Pinkie Pie baked and set out on the counter for the morning! She could see the gates to Canterlot Palace as if she was standing right in front of it! Suddenly, a thought came up in her adrenaline fueled mind. It was something Discord said in his last letter he sent, going over the things he forgot to mention about vampirism.

Remember: your instincts will want to take over after the first drink, turning you into a full bat-pony. You remember nothing the last time it happened, except this time you can suck blood, so be careful, and make sure you’re in charge! And if you sense something, it might mean good or bad things, depending on the friendliness of the vampire. If the scent is stronger than usual, it’s a pureblood like you, so don’t hesitate to “approach with caution”.

Her joyride was cut short by this flashback. Remember, Fluttershy: you’re in charge. The mare realized that this power trip had to end eventually, but her vampiric instincts had another idea…

But you have so much power now!

I’m not letting you have control!

Suddenly, she got a pain in her head, and collapsed. It was clear her new instincts were going to have none of it.

When she woke up, Fluttershy was in her cottage, except it was covered in blood everywhere, and her instinctual bat-pony side of the mind was laying down on the couch, polishing her hooves.

Welcome to my sanctuary! This is where I live; a lot more decorated, don’t you think?

No, I think it’s too gruesome! All this blood, these stains, it’s all monstrous!

Come, and sit down. We need to talk about some things… It was clear that Flutterbat didn’t care, and was asking out of spite.

This conversation is going to be very one-sided, isn’t it?

Flutterbat thought for a moment. That depends on what’s put on the table.

She sat down, and was handed a cup of “tea”, which was nothing more than a cup filled with warm blood, waiting to be drunk.

You were granted a great gift, Fluttershy. The gift of speed, strength, and enhanced senses! Why don’t you want to let me out more?

You, of all ponies, should know why!

…What’s that supposed to mean?

You are a part of me, whether you like it or not! You know that I need to show kindness, and not just barbarism! Deep down, you still have that warm heart…

…Fair point. Flutterbat sat up. What do you propose?

When I or one of my friends can’t defend themselves without extra help, you can take over. However, I need to be given the reins when you are done helping. It only seems fair, that I can have some control too…

Considering how many times Ponyville gets attacked, it’s a deal. I accept your offer! Flutterbat held out her hoof, waiting for Fluttershy to shake it. When she did, the “cottage” collapsed in on itself, and she regained consciousness near the Ponyville bell tower. More precisely, she was perched upside down, and near the top of it.

She must have taken over while we were talking in my mind…

Regardless, she knew what should happen next: She was going to seek help to understand her new, more deadly, side of herself. Regretfully, she was going to need to find a vampire that will help.

It took weeks of searching for any trace of vampire in Ponyville, and it was clear that none lived in town in the slightest. There was a faint trace, however. It led her everywhere in town, and in between the Everfree Forest, until it stopped abruptly at the edge of the Castle of the Two Sisters. She looked around, hoping to find any clue as to why the trail would run cold there. Okay, I’m going to need to use a bit more power this time.

For your first time, that wasn’t bad!

Oh hush, you! And how would you know? You’re as new to this as I am!

I’m pure instinct, Fluttershy! I know because of that fact alone!

Despite no more nightmares, her vampire instincts she nicknamed Flutterbat still talked to her, though it was friendlier this time around. It was ironic, really, because the one thing she didn’t want to take control was the one thing teaching her how to use her powers the right way.
She tried again, but to no avail. No matter how badly Fluttershy tried to use her senses to their fullest, it always stopped just short of achieving full potential.

Oh, come on! You know as well as I do that if you don’t let me in, you’re just going to fall short again.

The mare hesitated a moment. Do I have your word that I can have control again?

Flutterbat chuckled evilly. I don’t think you have much of a choice right now!

She thought for a moment, weighing her options. On one side, she can just walk away, and try to find a new scent. On the other side, she can give in and pursue the stray scent that took weeks just to sniff out.

…Okay. I don’t want to have to start from scratch again. Her mind released its grip on the pony, giving way for Flutterbat to take over. The change started with the normal vampire stages: The fangs and the eyes, which didn’t hurt much. What came after however was extremely painful. The mare let out a painful shout as the bones in her wings twitched and snapped, slowly morphing into bat-like ones instead, and her feathers falling off one by one. The next changes were the coat, mane, and tail which gave off a tingling sensation compared to the pain experienced from the wings morphing. Her coat’s texture changed from a silky and soft one to rough and spiky. Her mane and tail both had the same change, and made it feel more slick and oily rather than smooth and soft. The final change was her ears. Their canals expanded and combined into a singular hole, making it easy to hear small sounds from far away, and despite the drastic changes, the ears didn’t hurt, but gave a large chunk of pain to go to her head before collapsing from her first Flutterbat transformation since the Fruit Bat incident that happened months ago.

When the mare awoke, Fluttershy wasn’t in control. The figure stood up, took a deep breath, and then exhaled, with a large, toothy grin.

“I-I can breathe!” It looked down at its hooves, inspecting each one as if it was the first time it ever saw them. It trotted briskly in a circle before stopping. “I can walk!” it giggled.

I’m glad you enjoy our body Flutterbat, but I can’t just survive on instinct alone…

Flutterbat donned a serious look on her face this time. Right, I understand. Let’s see…

She took a whiff of the air with her nose held high, sniffing closely at the end of the trail, desperate to find traces of anything older, and closed her eyes. When she opened them, a trail that looked almost like blood was laid out before her. It wasn’t actually blood however, but a simple scent that pureblood vampires used to locate lesser ones. It glowed with a reddish hue, becoming dimmer and dimmer, until it reached the front of the castle, and where it ran cold for Fluttershy. Flutterbat however, had improved senses and sniffed out the older portion, which glowed dimly with the same blood tinge as the newer parts. It led further into the two castles, leading through the crumbling walls and cracked floors, cluttered with debris of all sorts, twisting and turning until it reached the Throne room, where it snaked along to the far side of the room.

Where it stopped was very odd: it was right below the window, full of cracked and decayed remnants of a large glass pane. What was strange about the window itself is that if the moon or sun approached noon or midnight, it shot a straight line of light through it, showing off the two celestial bodies in their prime. Why would it stop here? The bat pony thought, curious as to why a blood trail would just stop abruptly, with no trace of it ending.

I think it’s time to kick it into overdrive…

One of the perks of being a pureblooded vampire was the gift of tracing. When a fellow vampire, or prey even, leaves a blood trail it normally leaves a small magical trace as well. Purebloods can tap into this, and can receive a glimpse of the last few things that occurred around that portion of the trail. They did this by not sniffing the trail more vigorously, but instead used their hooves imbued with a special magical resin capable of deciphering the trail’s frequency.

That is exactly what Flutterbat did. She gently touched the “end” of the trail, getting the full events of what transpired there long ago: during a very difficult time for Equestria.

The vision before her was of Luna, scowling at her sister from afar.

“Did you really expect me to sit idly by, while they all basked in your ‘precious light’?!”
Princess Celestia stood strong before her younger sister, gaining a serious look as she realized that this conversation wasn’t going to end peacefully.

“There can be only one Princess in Equestria, and that Princess WILL BE ME!” Luna slammed her hooves down, causing a crack to run rapidly from her hooves to the window above, shattering it into pieces. With a swift and dramatic rise to the center, the Princess of the Night flew up, raising the moon with her, until it collided with the sun and caused a beam of darkness to shoot down, engulfing the mare. The dark magic engulfed her, forcing her to change and morph into Nightmare Moon, chuckling evilly into the air. Flutterbat’s vision darkened, and was snapped back into reality, shaking her head to clear her of the dizziness that followed.

So that’s what Twilight saw when she drank the potion! Fluttershy’s voice was rarely heard throughout this entire investigation of the new trail uncovered. She wanted instinct to take the reins due to the fact that Flutterbat clearly knew what she was doing.

“Wait, there was more.” The bat-pony took another look closely at the vision, looking for key details they both missed. She gasped, “When she became Nightmare Moon, a bit of Discord’s chaos magic was thrown in! She became a vampire as soon as she transformed! That’s the only reason she could have developed a full set of fangs. But why?” the vampire asked, until someone answered.

“That’s between me and Luna, and none of your concern.” The chaos lord himself stepped out of the shadows, with a very serious and intent look on his face. His form towered above the Bat-pony, making her look meager in comparison. “I want you to leave before you stick your nose too deep.” he ordered.

“What do you mean, Discord? We’re trying to find someone to help us!” Flutterbat exclaimed, readying to lunge and sink her fangs, until she was thrown violently at a nearby wall. Weathered and old already, she landed on the other side, destroying the wall in almost an instant.

“You will not take control!” Discord yelled, his chaotic magic charging in his paw and ready to fling the mare again.

She chuckled evilly at the draconequis, until a sharp pain silenced her voice, revealing Fluttershy’s. “Why are you doing this? Aren’t we friends?” the timid mare asked, fear in her now blue eyes.

“I’m sorry Fluttershy,” he snapped his fingers, causing Fluttershy to lose consciousness, and control. “But I need to talk to Flutterbat for now.”

As expected, Flutterbat was in control again. “Well, we’re alone now. Which means, I can finally RIP YOUR THROAT OUT!!!” She lunged at
Discord, fully intent on killing him only to be magically restrained.

“I created your kind, which means I can also end you in an instant, so don’t go pointing your fangs at me, you Swine!” he launched her at another wall, though this one was sturdier than the previous one and didn’t fall down. This repeated several times, until Flutterbat was cut up and bruised beyond belief, gasping for breath from exhaustion. After she calmed down, questions came up. “Why do you want to hide this?” she asked.

“Like I said, that’s between me and Luna. We have an agreement, after she made her little fan club, but you and Fluttershy will find out about that soon enough.”

If Flutterbat wasn’t confused, she was now. “What do you mean?”

He pointed behind her. “Just ask Luna”

She turned around, only to be knocked out by a powerful spell by the alicorn in question.

Losing consciousness, she could hear the two individuals talking above her collapsed body.

"You should have come sooner." the chaos lord said.

"I know. What of Fluttershy? Has she lost control?"

He looked at the unconscious mare. "No, she's still in there. You can take her" she nodded at his statement, lifting Fluttershy's limp body in her magic.

Nervously, discord stopped Luna. "Please, be gentle. Even though she's a pureblood, Fluttershy is still my friend."

She nodded in confirmation, gesturing that she would not harm the pony.

The vampire however, had to be dealt with.

Author's Note

Well, here's some beef to put in this story sandwich! Anyways, the next chapter is gonna be a sort-of filler until i can start getting more ideas into my head.

SPOILER ALERT: I wonder what Twilight's gonna do when she finds out that Luna's a vampire too...