Dahlia Hazelblossom was walking home late at night. She was exhausted from her shift at the plant nursery and her long day at Ponyville Community College. Her scarlet and yellow mane and tail, both were tied into a braided ponytail, and her light blue coat was covered in sweat and soil. She was wearing form-fitting leggings and a tank top, perfect for the heat and garden work. It also didn’t help she was out past curfew and she was already ordered to hurry by the GSU.

You see, Equestria has been having issues with disappearances and murders for several years now. The strange thing is, the bodies that were found were drained of their blood and were all hidden in the forest. The police and even the Equestrian Bureau of Investigations were stumped. That is, until a mysterious group that called themselves The Family claimed responsibility for the crimes, by murdering Ponyville’s mayor and hanging her body outside of her office. The Family’s leader, who went by the alias Mama, called themselves Ghouls. Monsters reminiscent of vampires, with slit-eyed and bat wings that lives off of blood and meat but instead of fangs, they have rows of sharp teeth and can look like normal ponies during the day. The government response was to create a joint task force from the military and police, named the Ghoul Suppression Unit (GSU), to combat the Ghoul threat and protect the civilian population.

As she went home, she had no idea that she was being watched. High above, a figure was watching her leave the nursery and walk home. He had faint memories of her from a past life. Before he turned. Before… that wasn’t important right now. He was drawn to her for some reason and he wanted her.

Waiting until she got to her door, he glided down and stalked up behind her. She unlocked the door and felt the cold steel of a blade against her throat.

“Scream, and I’ll kill you,” he growled quietly.

She gasped but didn’t make any other sound.

“Open the door,” he ordered.

She did. As soon as the door opened, he shoved her inside.

Falling down, the intruder stepped in behind her and kicked the door closed before locking it. Looking up at the figure, she was confused with what she saw. The intruder was tall, well built and looked like a Wolf, with his Multicam combat shirt and pants, boots, ATS Aegis plate carrier, skull half face mask around his nose and mouth and a helmet that held a GPNVG-18 quad eye night vision goggle over his eyes. His uniform even had his name, rank and the GPU patch on his left sleeve and the Special Forces tab and patch on the right. However, she noticed that his fur was dull he had a huge blood smear from the neck of his uniform and vest that reached his stomach. His long black mane and tail and olive drab coat looked dull and dead.

Oh no…

He slowly lifted his goggles and revealed his slit red eyes and black sclera. His eyes were bloodshot but the red veins extended past the eyeballs and into his head and reached his nose and ears.

Sergeant First Class Silent Talon stood over her, watching. On the outside, he was imposing. 6 foot, 5 inches of cut and lean muscles and weighed in at 200 pounds. Even at 35, he was a force to be reckoned with even before he was turned. On the inside, however, he was struggling with his instincts.

Mate, feed, kill!

No, I won’t do it! Not again!

Mate, feed, kill!

Stop it!

MATE, FEED, KILL!

He kept wrestling with himself as Dahlia watched him, trying to escape. As soon as she moves, his eyes snapped to her and he lowered his scarf, revealing rows of sharp teeth and growled at her. She noticed his growing erection and started to panic.

No…No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

“MATE!” He roared and picked her up by the throat. He pinned her to the wall and ripped her clothes off. Undoing his vest and pants, he nibbled her neck without sinking his teeth in her. She squirmed before she screamed in pain from Talon tasing her. He clamped a hand over her mouth. He lowered his pants and revealed himself. He was large. Larger and thicker than her old coltfriend. He licked his hand and started fingering her. She squealed and moaned while struggling again.

After a few minutes, she started begging.

"Please, let me go."

Talon simply growled. "Shut up," he said as he shifted his body down so he was kneeling between her legs. It didn't take much coaxing for his cock to harden once more as he rubbed the head of his penis against her thighs and marehood, leading him to gently prod his cock against her as of yet unused slit.

"No, please no. Don't," Dahlia pleaded softly, but she let out a quick yelp as Talon pinched the inside of one of her thighs.

“Don’t fucking move," Talon threatened her. "Do you want me to kill you?"

Dahlia immediately stiffened and shut her mouth, her lower lip trembling in fear. Talon leaned forward over her and gently stroked her cheek as his other hand continued guiding his cock towards her pussy.

As Dahlia felt Talon beginning to press his hips forward she tried one last plea. "Not like this... put on a condom, please. I'm not on any..." she begged one last time.

A small look of relief appeared on her face as Talon stopped moving, but the next thing he did proved he had other ideas in mind. He simply slammed into her vagina as hard as he could.

Dahlia screamed in pain as Talon inserted himself fully into her in one stroke. She had been getting slightly aroused when he was rubbing against her slit, but she still wasn't wet enough to allow him to enter her painlessly. Another rough shove from Talon's hips sent her chest first into the wall. He couldn't help but smile as he felt her pussy wrapped tightly around his cock, though Dahlia's face was one of pain and panic. With her still pinned between him and the wall, all she could do was take it.

Talon was enjoying himself immensely, especially since every time he thrust into Dahlia's cunt he received a pain filled scream from her in return. The thought of how Dahlia was faring didn't even come close to crossing his mind; instead, he was only focused on mating and putting his offspring into a host, causing him to increase his speed and force.

Dahlia's fingers clenched shut as she felt Talon becoming rougher with her. Her mind flashed back to when she saw the stallion violating her, as she swore she knew him from somewhere. She wanted to escape, but she knew he would kill her if she tried anything. But she also could not let him finish in her pussy. She'd rather die than bear any offspring of his...

The increased grunts and erratic thrusts from Talon signaled that he was indeed getting close to climax. Her vagina clamped down on Talon's cock as the rest of her body tensed up as the fear of being knocked up increased, her voice reflecting the tension in her body.

"Please, pull out. Please," she begged helplessly as Talon continued to pound away at her cunt. "Don't cum in me, I don't want a foal. Cum on me, please."

Talon only had one thing on the mind, and that was to fix what was taken from him.

Mate!

Mate!

Mate!

MATE!

Just as he finished his thoughts Talon felt a familiar force building up deep inside of his balls. He knew his climax was now just seconds away which helped him reach his decision of where to cum. "No," he growled at Dahlia.

Still fearful of being physically hurt, Dahlia could only quietly voice her fear and beg him to reconsider where was going to finish.

"Not inside. Please not inside." she pleaded pitifully.

“Must…MATE!" Talon grunted.

Dahlia could only nod her head in hopes that Talon would spare her any more torture. However, she started becoming anxious when Talon's thrusts became more erratic and fevered, but it was when she felt him thrust one last time as deep as he could into her, accompanied by a hot sensation filling her from the inside, did she begin to truly panic.

"NOOOO! Oh Celestia, no!"

"Aahhh!" he moaned in response, his cock throbbing as he emptied his balls, his cum shooting as deep in her pussy as he could. He managed to fire off more shots of sperm into her pussy then a normal stallion could dream of before he was completely spent. He kept his cock inside of her as he listened to her softly talking to herself, her mind keeping her in denial of what had just happened. Once he felt his cock beginning to soften up once again, he reached over and grabbed Dahlia's torn panties and rolled it up into a tight ball.

"Better not let any spill out," he growled. As he withdrew his cock, Talon quickly shoved her wadded up panties into her slightly gaping pussy, effectively plugging her hole up and stopping any of his cum from leaking out. His move earned him a sob from Dahlia as she finally broke down.

"No, take it out, get it out of me!" she sobbed. "I don't want a... no, please, get it out."

He responded by grabbing her throat and squeezing until she blacked out.

“FEED!” He yelled before sinking his teeth into her neck and drinking her blood. The pain caused her to jolt back awake. She screamed, but no sound came out. She could only whimper as she felt herself bleeding out.

Onyx… She thought as she died.

Talon was almost through with her until his instinct to keep his mate alive took hold. He then took a crude looking stake made from a crystal from his pouch and stabbed it into her heart.

After a few seconds, her body started convulsing. The stake sank into her body and into her heart. Her teeth turned from that of a normal pony’s and into something like his, but smaller. Her coat and mane became dull and her blood turned black. Her eyes, which were like his, snapped open and she screamed in agony as a set of bat wings exploded from her back before blacking out again.

Her transformation was complete.

Talon finally got off of her and stood over her. Admiring his handiwork, he got dressed and picked her up bridal style and carried her into the Everfree Forest.

Author's Note

First time writing in a while, and we kick things off on a dark note... awesome