Bad Hunger

Cadence sat in the ruins of the everfree castle. She and her unit of elites had come to the outskirts of Canterlot to find that it had been overrun itself. They had fled, only Cadence and her daughter made it. It had been six weeks since Canterlot was overrun, and Cadence had been hiding where she was for four of those weeks. She had been doing her best to keep her daughter safe and unharmed, and thus far she had put together a meager shelter and gathered a good amount of food with the help of Zecora.

Yet this day was different, she had seen two cloaked vampires come into the castle and go into Luna’s old chambers, identifiable by the crescent moon painted on the door. She had sensed three different soundproofing spells be cast from inside and grew curious. So she had left her daughter with Zecora and began to investigate.

She had flown up to the balcony and landed quietly, she peered in and just about gasped from what she saw. Inside she saw Luna lying on her back with her legs spread to expose her vagina, and there between her legs was none other than King Sombra. He was crouched low near Luna’s mare parts and was apparently speaking to her. Luna was screaming in pain from what it looked like and sweat was pouring off every inch of her. She would occasionally grit her teeth and seemed to look like she was trying to poop.

That was when it hit Cadence, she noticed a bulge in Luna’s stomach area and her teats were much more full. As though she was ready to nurse. Cadence knew by then that Luna was pregnant, and something told her that Sombra was the father.

Cadence knew she shouldn’t be watching this but couldn’t look away. So she stayed put.

Sombra stood just between Luna’s legs and helped coax the child out. Luna wasn’t screaming as much as one would expect, she screamed, just not very loudly. So Sombra didn’t really have to worry about his hearing being damaged. It wasn’t too long before the foals head could be seen, Sombra grabbed it with his magic and began gently pulling it out. It took about five minutes before the foal was completely out. Sombra held the child in his forelegs and cradled it gently.

“It’s a colt.” He told her.

Luna looked up at him with a smile, her pain instantly forgotten. “Give him here.”

Sombra did so and laid next to her. “What should we call this beautiful child?”

Luna looked down at the colt. He was black of coat with a curved horn like his fathers and wings with feathers like that of a owls, like his mother. His eyes were a deep blue and in his mouth was a set of six fangs total. Four on top two on bottom. He was a rather large foal and he was rather active after what had just transpired.

“Hunter,” Luna replied, knowing instinctively that was what her son was. “His name is Hunter.”

The two managed to hide the child’s existence for fifteen years, that was how long the vampires remained in control. During these years they had educated Hunter with acedemics and other skills. They had trained Hunter to be exactly that, a hunter, and not to hunt just any prey, but to hunt vampires. As a result he was rather skilled with a bow, stealth, daggers and spears. But this could not last. The Master discovered the treachery of the two lovers and ordered them be brought to him. Hunter escaped, and he began doing what he was raised to do. He began to hunt.