Vinyl Scratch woke up in a start. The last thing she remembered was being shot, and....killed, and that fanged smile. She remembered the evil Priest and that Crimson vampony, and that the Crimson vampony shot through her to kill the Priest, but killed her in the process.

Wait, she got killed!?

She immediately looked down at her white-furred chest to check for any holes, seeing none, she felt relieved but confused, and a part of her was afraid.

Maybe it was some sorta weird-ass dream. Vinyl thought to herself. Wait, if it was a dream, then why did it feel so real? Wait, maybe the reason I have no holes in my chest is that I'm in the afterlife!

Thinking fast, she brought her left foreleg to her mouth and bit down on it, hard.

Motherbucker, that hurts! OK, not dead. Once she was sure, she rubbed her sore foreleg and flopped back onto the bed, her eyes staring at the stone ceiling.

Wait, her cottage was made from wood, not stone, so, why is the ceiling of the room she's in made of stone?

She shot up and looked around the room, thoughts of her being kidnapped shot through her mind. The room she was in a room that looked similar to a cell in a really old dungeon, made from pure stone blocks with no windows. The bed she was lying in was in the center of the back of the room. In the front of the room was a brown-stained mahogany door with a simple knob. On the left of her bed was an end table with a lamp and hoof-mirror on it and a single drawer. On the right wall were a desk, dresser, and closet. There was a red velvet carpet in the middle of the room with a round table, and two chairs. And the left wall was decorated with two paintings and a red antique chair with a red pillow resting on the armrest and a tall lamp next to it.

She turned to the right and froze. Standing over her bed, a toothy grin on his face, was Arbmos. The two were quiet for a good three minutes. Once she registered that he was there, she let out a scream and flailed her forelegs above her head. Arbmos just watched and even chuckled a bit. Vinyl calmed down, realizing he wasn't going to do anything to her.

"Well, DJ girl, what does it feel like to be amongst the undead?" Arbmos asked the DJ.

Vinyl was confused by this. She took the mirror from the nightstand in her light purple magic aura and looked into it, first she made sure her eyes weren't a dark crimson, instead they were their normal magenta. She then opened her mouth and curled her lips into a wide smile so that she can see all her teeth. She slowly turned her head to make sure she's fangless.

She froze.

In her mouth, in where there would be a small canine tooth, was a large fang. She checked the other side of her mouth; another fang.

She screamed in shock and dropped the mirror from her grip and onto the stone ground, shattering it.

"Please, DJ girl, I don't care if you are a vampony, you are still an Equestrian citizen, so show some manners," A familiar voice ordered Vinyl Scratch.

The DJ turned to see Princess Twilight and Lyra T Heartstrings walk into the room.

"P-princess Twilight!" Vinyl gulped. Sure, she was one of, if not the most famous DJ in Equestria, but now she was in the same room as the Princess of Friendship! "What are you doing here?!"

"I run this organization," The Princess stated.

"Oh, ok," Vinyl said. "So, I'm a vampony now, huh? Sorry, but, where on Gaius am I?"

"This is our Headquarters, we are called the Hadesscream Organization," Twilight explained. "There are monsters that go bump in Luna's Night, we are the monsters that bump back and protect Equestria from the other monsters."

"So, you're saying that I'm-" Vinyl began to ask but was cut off by Twilight.

"Given your, condition, you will have to work for us from now on," Twilight said as Lyra walked over to Vinyl Scratch with a yellow Hadesscream uniform. The Uniform had two pockets on the chest, and crest on the left side of the chest area, just above the left pocket. The crest was as such; a shield-shaped crest with four segments in a checkerboard pattern of blue and white. In the top left corner is the motto "We are on a mission from Celestia" in all caps, with an emblem of a castle tower in the bottom right, all emblazoned under the word 'Hadesscream'. Lyra smiled as she showed Vinyl the Uniform. Then, Twilight began briefing the two on an assignment.

"We have received word of a string of vampony killings," Twilight said. "Go and kill the vampony, DJ girl."

The sight of the latest murder. The Police were assembled in front of a cottage in Trottingham, and Twilight and Lyra were inside the house with several officers investigating the crime scene. Twilight and Lyra were in a room littered with bloodstains, bodies, and broken desks and furniture and crooked paintings on the wall, looking at an upside down Celestial Icon Cross with several unholy messages next to it, all written in blood.

"The victim's heads were ripped off, and messages are left on the wall written in blood," Twilight observed while looking at the inverted Icon, she inhaled sharply. "This is an offense to Celestia and Celestldom, they mock our church, our country, and Hadesscream itself!"

They had left and got into a transport, shouting orders to Arbmos and Vinyl who were heading there with them on the transport.

"The target is moving east on route 66, butchering whole households along the way," Twilight stated. "Do not leave a single FREAK standing!"

Vinyl was wearing her uniform and had a large gun, the Hadesscream Anti-Chlorians 13.7mm. She clenched her teeth as they zoomed towards the house.

Two vamponies named Dew Leaf and Crimson Night were in the living area of a house. Leaf was the male of the two, he had a pale coat, and white mane and tail, and Crimson Night, the female had blue mane and tail and pale coat as well. They both had Crimson eyes and fangs as well, and Crimson was wearing a beanie hat. The two were hugging and kissing each other. They were both unicorns and had Daniel* MAC-10s in their blood-crimson telekinetic auras.

"Soon, my love, we will have everlasting life and youth," Leaf said to his beloved girlfriend.

"Invincible vamponies, forever," Crimson Night agreed as Dew brought her in for a kiss. Then, she began bending down, towards there and ave him fellatio. Dew cackled and fired shots at the dismembered bodies.

After a while, the doorbell buzzed. He told his marefriend to stop, and he walked cautiously to the front door with his gun at the ready. He stared at the door for a while, nothing happened.

Suddenly, a hail of bullets began firing through the door at him, putting holes in his body and forcing him back as he screamed in pain. Eventually, he fell to the floor, his entire body riddled with holes, but his heart remained untouched and he slouched against the wall. The door glowed crimson, and shattered, standing in the doorway, was Arbmos, his gun at the ready.

Dew Leaf let out an angered cry and began unloading his magazine at Arbmos, who simply shook when the bullets hit his body, and blocked his chest by with his forelegs as Dew cackled like a madman. Eventually, the hail of bullets stopped, and Dew tried firing another round, but the gun clicked empty. Soon, his cackling turned to pitiful whimpers of fear, seeing that the crimson-clad vampony was unfazed.

Smoke danced around Arbmos as his wounds closed and he began speaking to Dew Leaf.

"You don't know how to turn your body into Mist or a bat, you can't heal any of your gunshot wounds, and now that you're out of bullets, you can't even save your own life," Arbmos stated, walking toward the wounded FREAK. "You dare to call yourself Nosferotu?! You sicken me! You're not even a real vampire."

Arbmos walked closer to Dew Leaf, who attempted to get up and run, discarding the pistol from his grip as he galloped towards a door, slamming it open as he tripped and almost fell into the room. Arbmos adopted a cruel smile as he readied his gun. He aimed it at the retreating Dew Leaf and fired. Dew Leaf let out a terrified scream as the Holy bullet made its way towards him and penetrated his shoulder, slamming him against the wall as Arbmos let out a storm of bullets at the false vampony. Gunshots and screams filled the room as Dew Leaf was riddled with more holes, blood spraying out of his legs, chest, and body.

Then, Arbmos thrust his left foreleg forward and impaled the vampony on it, the blunt hoof crushing his heart, Dew Leaf's head was reared back and his face was contorted into an expression of pure pain. Arbmos removed his now blood-stained hoof and blood fountained out of the gaping hole of the vampony's chest as he burst into blue flames and burned away to ash, the burn marks and blood stains on the wall creating a Celestial Icon.

"Your turn, DJ girl," Arbmos said telepathically to Vinyl who was set up on the roof.

"Um, you got it, hoss," Vinyl replied, shocked to have suddenly heard Arbmos' voice in her head. She held the large scope-less sniper-rifle in her telekinetic grip. She was set up on the roof of the cottage and had a good view of her surroundings, at least she would've if it wasn't pitch black outside!

"What are you waiting for?" Arbmos asked the DJ, curious as to why she hasn't done anything yet. "Do it."

Crimson Night had made it out of the house and was running down the street, at least 600 meters away at this point, thanks to her vampiric superspeed.

"Well, hoss, the bitch is all ready 5-wait, scratch the, 600 meters away," Vinyl stated.

"Imagine the third eye, on your forehead, aim from there," Arbmos ordered as he made his way outside. "If you shoot like a pony, then you will miss like a pony."

"But hoss-" Vinyl began, but was cut off by Arbmos.

"Aim right for her heart," Arbmos encouraged. "Don't worry, you'll put the bullet right through her!"

"But its fucking pitch black, and I don't even have a freaking scope," Vinyl complained. But, she steadied the gun and tilted her head a bit to look down the iron barrel. At this point, Arbmos had made flone up to the roof with her and was standing next to her on the roof, only a few yards away, his coat flowing in the wind.

"That's a pony complaint," Arbmos criticized. "Now, its time to take the shot like a proper vampony!"

Vinyl gasped and re-readied her gun. Her eyes widened and turned a deep crimson. Her vision jetted forward, twisting and turning with the road until the running mare was in her sights. She aimed her gun and fired the shot at the vampony.

A loud gunshot broke through the night as the bullet flew across the plane. Suddenly, a nerve-wracking pain shot through Crimson Night's chest as the bullet ripped through her heart and splayed it all over the road with her blood, staining it. She let out a single gasp of shock as her beanie flew off her head, and her body crumpled on the ground, a puddle of blood leaking out.

It's such a huge gun but I didn't feel any recoil, its pitch black, yet I can see clearer than in Daylight. Wat the actual buck?

"Good shot, DJ girl," Arbmos complimented.

And to top it all fucking off, I'm hearing voices in my noodle! Like telepathy! What the hell happened to me? She mused to her self. "This is all happening way to fast, what on Gaius am I becoming?" She loosened her grip and stared at one of her brown gloved forehooves. She then shifted her gaze to the clear night sky.

"Not yet. This is only the beginning," Arbmos told her. "And there's a long road ahead of you, DJ Girl."

Vinyl simply continued to stare at the night sky.

Hadesscream HQ.

Twilight was in her office alone. She was looking at several pictures of FREAK killings on her desk and the locations of them displayed with red dots on her monitor.

"Too many," She mused thoughtfully. She had pulled out a cigar and was smoking it as she spoke. "Far too many. Suddenly we have far too many vamponies causing trouble. Third and fourth-rate vamponies killing randomly, keeping us busy, Pointless, cheap, pathetic, acts of violence and barbarism. Its as if someone is churning out vamponies from a factory."

Vaticolt City, Roam, Neightaly.

It was a sunny day, illuminating the Holy City. Birds sang, and everything seemed peaceful. A Scotlish Pegasus was speaking to two orphans who arguing. He had short, spiky silver/blonde mane and tail, green eyes brown/tanned fur, a defined squared jaw, and light facial hair. He also had a large, wedge-shaped scar on his left cheek. He was a lean build, and as tall as Arbmos. He wore round glasses, a large white cassock which has purple trim and blue interior, black with a blue trim shirt, a clerical collar, white gloves with inscriptions and a Faust Icon on them. On the left was; Faust is in Heaven, and the right; Speak with the dead, and a silver Faust Icon around his neck. His Cutie-Mark was two gold bayonets in a cross.

"Now, both of you stop that," He chastised the two. "There's no fighting between friends. How do you two expect to go to Heaven acting like that?"

"Sorry, Father," They both said to the smiling priest. An elderly Unicorn stallion was walking along the tiled pathway of the orphanage. He had greying hair and wore white bishop's robes and coat.

"Huh, listen, violence is never the answer, except when used against heathens and monsters," he said to the two. Then, he saw the stallion walking towards him and narrowed his eyes. Must be trouble. "All right, I want both of you to run straight up to your rooms."

"Yes, Father," The two said and obeyed the Bayonet Priest. When he was sure the two were gone, he walked along with the other priest.

"So, what do I owe this visit?" The Priest asked.

"Well, I'm afraid we've been hearing a lot of bad news lately coming from Equestria," The Roaman Priest said.

The other Priest turned and faced him.

"Yeah, they're working hard to keep everything quiet," The Pegasus said.

"Ahhh, vamponies," The elder priest said.

The Pegasus grinned and chuckled.

"There have been recent vampony attacks within their borders," The Priest continued. "Far too many to be pure coincidence."

"Well, nothing wrong with that, is there?" He asked with no pity for those Celestia worshipping scum. "If a vampony wants to kill some Celestles, how's it our business?"

"But there's more, Hadesscream, they are a problem, they've been holding a stronger front than we expected, keeping damage to a minimum."

"They are nothing but amateurs and noobs," The Pegusas said while grinning. "Hadesscream is practically a kindergarden compared to us. The Faustists, the Vaticolt, and Iscariots. We've been fighting against the forces of darkness millennia before the Elements were discovered and centuries before Hadesscream even existed. So, why are ya here? If all the trouble's in Equestria, surely the Equish can handle it all on their own."

"But its not only in Equestria," The Unicorn told him.

"What?" The Priest asked, aghast.

"There's been an attack, in Connemarland," the Priest said, walking past the Pegusas. "Nothern Connemarland, a little town, called Mannarlick, Hadesscream is on the move, and we will not just sit back and watch."

"The nerve of them, sneaking around where they're not needed, like a rat," he said, smiling mockingly. "These foals are as shameless and presumptuous as ever."

"We will teach them to know their place, Bayonet," the Priest said, then, he looked at the Pegusas from the corner of his eye. "They tread on Faustic land. This vampony is ours to destroy. We want you to handle this before they do."

"And if I should run into the agents of Hadesscream?" He asked.

"Just remember, we are part of Faust's divine instrument on Gaius," The Unicorn said, turning to face the taller Priest. "We do not run when challenged by heretics."

"If anyone does not love the Lady, Faust, let him be accursed at her coming and may Heaven save you from your fate, Amen," Golden Bayonet said, accepting his mission.

Author's Note

*Ingram MAC 10s are the guns they use in Ultimate. Daniel Ingram, get it? Get it?

I'll see myself out.