Author's Note

I accidentally pressed the Publish button when I wasn't finished with the chapter so sorry if it seemed incomplete and weird. Here's the full chapter.

Chapter 2

Twilight stares at the two mares, then to the girls playing some kind of game on a weird projection device, then back to the mares. She bursts into uproarious fits of laughter, shaking the couch with the power in her laugh. "Woo! This is one weird dream. I can't believe Luna would prank me like this. Okay Luna, you can stop now." Twilight calls to nothing in particular.

Scootaloo slaps Twilight's arm. "Pain meet Twilight. Twilight meet pain. Something that you feel in the waking world." Scootaloo smirks, then she dies. "Dang it Sweetie!" She shouts, going back to her game.

Twilight's eyes glaze over and she stares off into space. "Your lying. I can't be a Vampire. I'm not a monster." She whispers in denial.

"Just because you'll have to drink blood doesn't make you a monster. Hell! I eat meat." Royal says. "If it makes you feel better I can help you learn to control your hunger and powers."

"You're lying, lying," Twilight repeats the word over and over until the most delicious scent she's ever smelled in her life hits her nose. Before she recognizes what she's doing, she has Royal pinned against the wall and is licking the blood from her arm hungrily. The sound of the huge gun Scootaloo had reloading snaps Twilight out of her craze.

"Step away or you'll find your immortality ending up to be real short." Scootaloo says coldly.

Royal pushes Twilight back by her shoulders so she not pressed up against her. "It's okay Scoots. Drink, I know you're hungry."

Twilight hesitates before she slowly lifts the arm up to her mouth and licks the blood from the cut. She sinks her fangs in and Royal shudders. "Does it hurt." Twilight asks around her mouthful of the life giving substance.

"Not at all, Darling. Finish up." Royal says reassuringly.

Twilight soon draws her head back and licks her lips, the glow fading from her eyes. "I really am a Vampire aren't I? Are you still willing to teach me how to control it? I don't want to become a monster." Twilight pleads, looking up at Royal. "I don't want my friends to know either."

"I will teach you. But if any of your friends find out about my existence and asks me, I will answer truthfully." Royal says, removing herself from in between Twilight and the wall.

Twilight sighs and plops onto the couch beside Apple Bloom as Royal goes back into the room on the other side of the huge common room. "So... How'd you girls meet her?"

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle look to Scootaloo who shrinks in on herself.

"I-It was a super bad day at home and my Pa was drinking again. I didn't think he would, he never had before." Scootaloo starts.

"Do what?" Twilight asks.

"Beat us." Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Twilight all wince and their ears pin against their skulls. "He'd just gotten into another yelling match with Ma when I came home from school. Ma tried to get out the door but Pa pounced on her and slapped her around. I tried to get him off and he bucked me in the face and continued to beat her. After he left I tired to help Ma but she pushed me away and said that she shouldn't have had me. I thought since they didn't want me and I was such a burden I might as well end it right then. So I went into the forest and just walked and walked until a Manticore finally found me. It got me good before Royal found me." She lifts her shirt to show a scar across her right side. "She brought me back here and healed me. I told her why I was in the forest and she said I could stay here, but I can't trouble her like that. So I just come whenever I can. On one of my trips in these two followed me. That's how we all met Royal and Clover."

"What is Royal?" Twilight asks next.

"She's Mixed Breed, Hybrid if you will. A Changeling, Kirin, and Hippogriff. Her father was a Hybrid as well, Kirin and Hippogriff. Her mom was Chrysalis, a Changeling Queen." Clover answers, going corporeal long enough to open the door to the room Royal disappeared into.

"What are you girls doing? What are those things?" Twilight plucks one of the things out of Apple Bloom's hands, turning it over to inspect it.

"It's called a controller." Scootaloo answers. "It connects wirelessly to the game console. The console uses digital and disc programs to project said program onto the TV, which has a function of projection and audio. At least I think how it works. Royal made them."

"She also created more advanced guns than the Guard and Military uses, but their only prototypes. Says she not do e tweaking them. Like she made my Isla. She calls it a Desert Pegasus." Sweetie Belle says explains.

"Mine is a high powered shotgun gun that has longer ranger than the old double barrels. It's a Prenchi SPAZ-12. Her name us Aja." Apple Bloom says, snatching her controller back.

"The guns me and Scootaloo use are super modified versions of your Military's Lee-Ploughfields. My Adamya and Scoots' Diana are called Barrel M82 Anti-Air rifles. I created them from the prototype of an automatic version. And I only helped to create them, more of a sounding board. The engineers of the Kingdom are the ones to thank." Royal explains, coming out of the room fully clothed in black skinny jeans and a sea-green plaid button up. "The bullets shot from them are high caliber and are made to cut the air itself. You don't know it was shot until the person beside you is dead... Then you hear the humongous boom a few seconds later. I tired to make them as light as possible yet strong. That way you one have one chance to hit your target and get to the next location. A good sniper never stays in one place." Royal flicks a light on the wall beside her. "Come."

Twilight as well as the girls get up from the couch to follow her down another hallway into a large kitchen. "I've noticed that you use your magic for a lot of things, even opening doors. That hasn't given you much of a chance to see your new strength." Royal explains, picking up wooden a pepper grinder and chucking at Twilight's head.

Twilight catches it easily but crushes it in her hand. Twilight opens her hand and watches as the splinters push themselves out of her skin and her wounds heal.

"Sit. Training begins now." Royal says, pulling out four cartons of eggs.

Six Hours Later

"Come on Twilight, you can do it!" Royal and the girls cheer as Twilight concentrates.

She shouts in triumph and turns to the table and gently sets down five plates. "Tada!" Twilight gently pulls out a chair and seats herself.

"Finally! We've been waiting for hours." Scootaloo whines, stuffing her mouth.

"Scootaloo, Honey, manners." Royal chides as they eat.

"Yes Ma'am." Scootaloo chimes around her mouth full of food.

Sweetie Belle giggles at the other girls silliness.

"Wait, hours?" Twilight looks up to the digital clock hanging on the wall. "Oh no! Spike must be worried sick!" Twilight bolts from her seat and out the door with inpony speed, but not fast enough that Royal's magic can't catch her.

"Hold on. We all need to go. There are some things I need to check up on in town and these girls have to go check in with their sisters. They think they spent the night at the Clubhouse." Royal floats the dishes into a machine Twilight has never seen before and starts it before standing. "Come on girls."

They rise as one and follow a twitching Twilight out of the castle.

Royal leans down to the girls to whisper, "What's got her all twitchy? Is this Spike guy her Colt-friend?"

The girls burst into fits of giggles. "No! Spike is the little Drake she's hatched and raised. He's like her son. Though I'm not sure if Twilight has officially adopted him yet." Sweetie explains.

"How would you go about adopting someone?" Royal asks, straightening up as to keep a better eye on Twilight.

"You'd have to meet the qualifications, and also consider the cost depending on the gender, age, and race of the child you want to adopt. Next you'd have to select an adoption Agency, one that is well educated, experienced, and can handle stress while also producing positive results. Consider their reputation, if they provide credible references, or a detailed history of their adoptions. Verify the agency’s license, conduct a background check for either criminal behavior or lawsuits, inquire about their services, find out their perspective on adoption candidates, and request an itemized list of fees, expenses, and hidden costs." Scootaloo explains as they continue on their way, Royal writing everything down on a materialized piece of paper. "After that you need to meet the legal criteria. There are several legal requirements included in the adoption process, even more for international and racial adoptions. Make sure you contact a lawyer who specializes in this field and has previous experience with-"

"Or she could just ask Princess Celestia if she would be willing to legalize the adoption and only go through with having to meet tha qualifications." Apple Bloom cuts in.

"Yea! Why do you want to know in the first place?" Sweetie Belle asks.

"I-" Royal is cut off both in her words and her stride, smacking into Twilight's back. "Why did you stop?"

"The sun. We've been walking in shade this whole time but there's not anymore shade. I'll turn to dust if I go out there." Twilight whimpers, backing away from the forest edge.

"No you won't silly! All those tales about sunlight and holy water are fake!" Royal chuckles. "The only things that can kill you are silver shredding your heart, having your head blown or cut off, and burning to death."

Twilight shouts in terror as Royal pushes her into the sunlight, squeezing her eyes shut as she waits for the pain of being incinerated to come. After a few moments of feeling the sun on her fur Twilight peeks an eye open. "I'm alive? I'm alive!"

"Told you so~!" Royal sing songs, walking past Twilight with the girls in toe.

At the edge of town, Twilight watches Royal's body twist and shrinks until she finally is a shorter Pegasus version of herself. "Oh that was weird to watch. I thought Changelings change form in a flash of magic."

"Regular ones do, but Royal is different." Sweetie Belle says, like it's supposed to explain everything.

Twilight huffs.

As soon as they hit the Town Square a three foot blur of green and purple slams into Twilight's torso. "Ma! I was so worried. I woke up early today and you weren't in bed so I thought you were downstairs cooking but there wasn't even a cup of coffee made! And then I went around town looking for you but no one had seen you until Derpy said she saw you go into the Everfree after you smacked your head on a tree and I started to get worried that you had gotten a concussion and went into Everfree in a daze and gotten eaten by a Timberwolf or something an-"

Twilight places her finger on Spike's lips to quiet him. "Spike slow down, I'm fine. I just went for a walk and got lost."

Spike seems to calm, though only slightly. "Why would you go for a walk in the Everfree though?"

"I don't know Spike, but I met someone nice enough to help me find my way back. Spike this is Royal. Royal, this is Spike, my adoptive son." Twilight introduces politely.

"Hello, Spike." Royal says turning to Scootaloo. "Go with Sweetie Belle to see Rarity. Knowing her she probably came to check up on you girls and is worried sick." Before they turn to leave she kneels into front of Scootaloo and wraps her right arm around Scoots.

"Until next time Royal." Scootaloo says, smiling brightly.

"Until next time. Bye sweet heart." Royal and Scootaloo but heads before turning around and shaking their tails together and bumping their butts together. "Go now Little Sparrow."

Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo rush away, giggling together. Scootaloo's grim face lightening. Royal turns back to Twilight and Spike and stops at the faces they give her. "What?"

Twilight smiles widely. "You're going to ask Celestia to let you adopt her, aren't you?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Royal hisses, slamming her hand over Twilight's mouth. "Do you want the whole town to know?!"

Twilight removes the hand easily. "I can ask Celestia for her permission. From the way Scootaloo talks about her family, it's not a good situation. A horrible one even."

"Wait until the end of the month. I have to do something and it will take me a while."

"For sure. Are you sure I'm okay to be around other ponies? I mean what if someone starts bleeding?" Twilight asks, fear of what she might do flashing in her eyes.

"You not sucking me dry earlier proves that you are way stronger than any newborn. You will be just fine. If somepony starts bleeding scream, BLOODY HELL, and high tail it the other way." Royal smirks.

Twilight smiles. "Again, thank you. I've got to go, a Library can't run itself." She turns and leaves, Spike hot on her tail and asking question after question.

Just as Carousel Boutique comes into view something slams into Scootaloo's back and knocks her to the ground.

"Don't act like I didn't notice you sneaking out you little shit! What did you do huh?! Did go whoring like your Mom?!" An angry, shagging, dirty, smelly, drunk tan Pegasus stallion with a light purple mane yells, storming to loom over Scootaloo. He snatches her up by her mane and slaps her.

Scootaloo screams and bucks her legs helplessly while Sweetie Belle tries to push him away. Tears start to stream down Scootaloo face as her father slaps her again and again. "Royal! Help me please!" She screams when Sweetie Belle is kicked away and doesn't get back up.