Bad Hunger

Trees ruched past her as she sped through the forest with her fellow vampires. They sped across the forested land in the direction of the village they were to murder and kidnap. Luna followed them with hatred but could not deny the hunger she felt. She wanted to do this but at the same time wanted to stop. She enjoyed draining ponies of their lifeblood but at the same time it disgusted her. Her moral and mental war with herself continued to rage, however, what ever decision she came to would be insignificant. She was still compelled to obey her vampiric masters.

They were running for a minute and a half before they came to the edge of the village. Fields stretched out before her filled with ripe wheat ready for the harvest. Off a little farther was a small town, with several one and two story buildings, and barracks. The vampires gathered around in a small circle. Sombra began to give instructions.

“We will take each house by storm. Break down the doors and drag the ponies out. Me and some others will take care of the garrison. You may feed from some of them emmediately but save most of them for later.” Sombra instructed. “Turn the children. If any of the inhabitants fight you, feed off of them, drink them dry and discourage further resistance.”

So the attack began. Luna and most of the other vampires were to storm each and every house, and drag the ponies from their homes to be herded back to the castle. Sombra and the rest were to do the same to the garrison. Luna broke through a door to one house and seized the stallion and mare who had been up to... recreational activities on the couch. Luna was thankful that her deep hood hid her tears, she hated this, to do such horrible things yet be powerless to stop herself. She threw the couple out to another vampire who dragged them to where the citizens would be herded. Luna searched the rest of the house, to find a young colt sleeping soundly. She just about broke into sobs, she had been ordered to turn any children found, no matter how young.

The colt was young, very young. He had a green coat and a straw colored mane. He was too young to have earned his mark.

Luna approached the colt on shaky legs. She stood over him, her tears glistening in the moonlight, and she felt pressure grow in the roots of her fangs. Venom, thats how they did it, they injected venom into the pony’s bloodstream to turn them. Luna closed her eyes to keep back the tears. She opened them again and leaned down, then bit down on the colts neck.

He did not stir. Luna felt liquid flow from her fangs and the pressure in their roots reduce. She pulled back to see the colts veins grow black. The dark coloration in the green colts veins approached the colts heart. And he was corrupted. Luna picked him up and held him with a wing. She walked out of the house and waited by the group of captive ponies, where the couple she grabbed tried to attack her. Two other vampires grabbed them and held them back however.

“What have you done with our child?!” Screamed the desperate mother.

Luna could not force herself to reply, she could not tell a mother that she had just turned her only child into a monster. Luna looked away, and the couple saw a tear drip down from beneath the hood. They looked at her closely, and they saw her face. They recognized her as princess Luna of equestria, with tears staining her face, and her expression one of pure anguish. They could very clearly see the heartfelt apology in her eyes, and the sadness at what she had done.

The next ponies to come to the herd were the garrison. The soldiers were put into the group, and they were a little protective of the ponies in there. They emmediately surrounded their fellow citizens and faced outward, telling the vampires that they would have to be the first killed if they wanted the rest.

Luna felt the colt she held in her wing stir and she pulled him out to look at him. His coat and mane darkened and he developed fangs in his mouth. He opened his eyes to show they had a red tint and a serpentine appearance. He looked up at her curiously, it nearly broke Luna’s already fragile heart. The colt looked at the group of ponies.

One of the soldiers from the garrison had grown so furious that he charged Luna and tried to strike her. Luna made no attempt to stop him. The blow never landed. The colt had launched himself onto the soldier and bit down on his neck and began to feed. The soldier was dead a few seconds later, and the colt having drank his fill walked groggily back to Luna. She lifted him from the ground and cradled him in her wing as she had before, and he slept. He looked so peaceful as he slept, so innocent.

Sombra told them to begin moving and they began to herd the ponie back to the castle. Along the way all of the turned children woke up at some point and fed off of any of the ponies who fell behind or who were in the back of the group. Luna held the colt she turned close to her in a protective way, in an almost motherly way. As they marched the moon grew closer to the horizon, and the castle came close. They left the forest and the gates rose to admit the group into the castles walls. Safety for vampires, but doom for the ponies they herded. A group of caretakers took the children to the nursery where they would be taught, fed and cared for. Luna returned to the library while the other vampires went about their own business after they put the ponies in the mines beneath the castle.