Bad Hunger

Hunter crouched in the trees, his bow in hoof and his asp shafted arrow notched. He kept his eyes foreword, inhale, exhale, release. The arrow zipped across the distance almost faster than any vampire could react, and it was certainly fast enough. The twang of his six armed bow muffled by the fuzz attachments to each string on both ends. The bow was a solid piece of wood cut to make three arms on each end where there would usually be only one, this gave the arrow extra force, speed and distance.

His target, a vampire night guard, was struck in the heart by his arrow. The iron tip cut through the vampires flesh and its aspen shaft had done its job in killing the vampire. The vampire fell to the ground, dead. Hunter stalked forward and began searching the area for any further vampires, he sniffed the air for the telltale scent of the vampire. He found none in the area and retrieved his arrow. After that he dropped to the garden floor and stalked over to the entrance to the dungeons of canterlot. He moved through the halls with unmatched silence, he slew any vampires he came across until he reached the cell he was looking for.

Inside was a dark blue pony with a wavy mane that imitated the night sky. It was Luna, his mother. And in the cell next to hers was his father. Both of them had been removed of their horns and Luna’s wings had been cut off. He saw that she was awake, and clearly unwell. She looked back to see Hunter there, and she just about leapt in joy at seeing her son safe. Sombra came to the bars of his own cell to meet him in a hug.

“Hunter, my son what are you doing here?” Sombra asked.

“Getting you and mother out.” He replied, he began picking the lock.

Luna’s eyes widened at this. “No, don’t, he will know you’re here once you open either of these doors. Go, leave us.”

“No. I wont stand by and let you suffer for my sake, especially when I can do something about it.” He stated, “I will get you out, and I’ll get you to safety. And what’s more, I’ve found a way to free you two from The Master’s control. Vlad Dracul wont be able to control you anymore.”

Luna and Sombra exchanged glances at this, but what none of the trio realized is that there were eight different ponies watching.

Luna placed a hoof under her son’s chin and lifted his gaze. “Go, we will be fine, go, do what you know you must.”