Vampiric Symphony

Octavia Melody was currently sitting on stage of the Canterlot Theater with most of the string players for their latest concert. Although she’d played cello for years; each concert seemed to feel more important than the last with this being her first time performing a cello solo in the middle of one of pieces of music that would also end the concert as well.

“Conductor on deck,” someone said in a commanding voice

“Thank you to our first-chair violinist for that announcement,” the conductor said “Ladies and gentlemen; we wrap up our final rehearsal before tomorrow night's concert. Go home and get some sleep and we meet here at 5pm for final instrument check and tuning.”

With that; many of the players started collecting their sheet music together and returning violins and violas to their nearby cases. Octavia removed her phone and checked in the hope of getting an answer to her previous message.

“Come on Vee,” she muttered

“Hey, Octavia,” a voice called “Care to join us?”

“Coming,” she replied “Had to check something first.”

Due to the delay of checking her phone; Octavia was the last to return to the warmup room to store her cello back in its storage case. After finishing up; she grabbed the case and headed towards the back door of the theater. Situated near the rear of the theater was an alley that seemed to be generally agreed by citizens to stay away from. Despite having a measly two lights to allow visibility; it was commonly used as an area for drug deals and homeless to reside as the lights were shot out repeatedly.

“One last time,” she muttered “Please get this message.”

V- Just got done with rehearsal. Can you pick me up? Waiting by rear alleyI

At a nightclub across town, Vinyl Scratch; or more commonly known as her persona ‘DJ Pon-3’; was currently in the middle of a set on stage when her phone flashed with the notice of a message.

“Damn. With the music going, I couldn’t hear this,” she said to herself “I totally forgot about our agreement. I hope she doesn’t hold this against me.”

Letting the current song play; Vinyl stepped out of the DJ booth and started heading towards the back of the room. Spotting the back of the head of someone she recognized, she tried getting their attention.

“Niles,” she called “Come over here for a minute!”

A male with an identical shade of dark blue hair and light blue highlights turned around and headed towards Vinyl.

“Why do you always insist on using such a ridiculous nickname for me,” the male asked, shaking his head in disbelief

“Look, Neon; I need you to take over for me for a little while. I forgot to pick up a friend.”

“And why should I do that?”

“Two reasons,” Vinyl started “One; you’re my older brother and two; you’re the best DJ I know.”

“I am older by a few minutes and taught you everything you know,” Neon Light said with a hint of pride “You know, with our condition; I’m surprised you have a girlfriend.”

“We’re just friends and happen to be girls; totally not the same thing,” Vinyl corrected “And I know our condition shouldn’t allow it; but I don’t give a shit what anyone says.”

“Just get going before I change my mind,” he countered, heading to the booth

As Octavia waited for what she hoped would be her ride; she heard movement in the alley and started to clutch the case for some sort of comfort and safety; as she only was there because it would have been easier to get picked up without causing a scene. Newspapers had reported that Vinyl Scratch was seeing someone and Octavia really didn’t anyone following her trying to get information.

“Hey girly,” a gruff voice called

Not knowing or caring who might be calling her; Octavia just sat on the nearby steps as her fingers subconsciously replayed the notes of her solo on her leg. Not getting the reaction that was hoped; the person decided to make themselves known. The male was wearing clothes covered in filth and torn in various places with a long gray, completely matted beard that seemed to match his hair.

“I got a proposition for you,” he said

“No thank you, sir. I’m waiting for a friend,” she replied, trying to be polite

“You’re waiting for that dyke celebrity; aren’t you? The one with the blue hair,” he accused

“That would be none of your business,” she retorted, still trying to remain composed

“With that reaction, I must have touched a nerve,” he said with a dry chuckle “Tell ya what; you take my proposition and I don’t tell the reporters you’re fucking the broad.”

Despite there being some truth to his comment; she wasn’t going to give in. Instead; she simply bit her lip to hold back anything that might have slipped out.

“I’ll give you one more chance to rethink your position,” he threatened, reaching into a pocket to retrieve a revolver, “I’d hate to shoot a pretty little thing such as your self.”

Having now seen the revolver; she found herself actually scared as her heart rate started to get quicker. A multitude of thoughts ran through her head as she started to make a mental prayer for safety. She decided to just give in and hope he wouldn’t hurt her. While calling the police should have been the first priority; they refused to work that area due to how many police officers had been assaulted by the homeless.

“Alright, you win,” a defeated Octavia said “What is this proposition of yours?”

“Follow me into the alley,” he directed

Grabbing her case; she reluctantly did as she was told me hoped Vinyl would get there soon. Once into the alley, the male removed a pocket knife and flicked it open; before using it to slice open her shirt, revealing a blue bra underneath.

“Why don’t you take that there garment off and we can get this over with,” he stated as she started to remove her shirt “No, no; just the bra gets removed.”

As she reached around to start to unclip the bra from behind; she found herself taking small steps backwards in the hopes of getting away. Seeing this, he raised the pistol to her side and fired.

“I wouldn’t try that again, missy. Next time there won’t be a blank in the chamber,” he angrily stated “Now; why don’t you get over here and put tulips on my organ?”

Currently seeing no other option, she continued with the removal of her bra that he promptly snatched away from her hand. Afterwards, she walked over and knelt down between his legs before punching him right in the crotch, causing him to double over in pain. As he clutched his stomach, his shirt sleeve rose up enough to allow part of a star tattoo to become visible.

“You’ll…regret…that…”he said through pained breaths

As she turned towards the way she came in the alley, her attacker grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled, causing her to fall backwards against her cello case.

“You’ve been clutching at that case real hard,” he noticed, trying to ignore the pain “I hope it’s not too important. No, on second thought; I actually do hope this means something to you because I’m going to destroy it before your eyes.”

He bent down and opened the case to reveal the cello she’d been using and yanked it out. Holding the instrument high over his head, it was then slammed into the ground; leaving a mangled mess in its wake. Before she could get over the shock of losing the instrument, he aimed the revolver directly at her chest.

Still on her way from the other side of town; Vinyl was getting near the front of the theater after spending quite a lot of time in a traffic jam due to an accident closing off the road needed and had to resort to using back streets in the Hope’s of making up lost time.

“Fucking dammit to hell,” Vinyl swore, hitting the dashboard “If it wasn’t for some dumbass getting into an accident I could have been there already!”

With one of her windows cracked open; the echo of a gunshot was heard as she saw the fleeting glimpse of a homeless man running away from the very area Octavia was said to be at. Fearing the worst; she gunned the engine and drove as fast as she could towards its source. She could hardly wait as she reached the alley and jumped out, leaving the engine still running.

“Come on, Tavi,” she muttered “Where are you?”

Using a small flashlight; she found her friend's broken cello and followed it until Vinyl saw Octavia laying on the concrete, bleeding from a gunshot wound to the chest.

“No, no, no,” Vinyl said, trying to hold back tears “You can’t die on me like this.”

A small rasping came from Octavia as she seemed to want to speak; but Vinyl just put a finger to her lips.

“Vi…na…al.”

“Save your breath. I’m here now,” Vinyl said reassuring “I’m sorry.”

Wanting to save her friend; Vinyl gently turned her head to the side as she willed her fangs to emerge. Despite being a vampire; Vinyl made every effort to hide her nature and this was to be the first time turning another person. After biting Octavia’s neck to begin the transformation; she was gently carried back to the car and laid on the back seat while Vinyl punched a number on her in-car phone.

“Get a room ready now. I’m on my way.”

“Need any help,” a voice on the other side asked

“A stretcher just in case and a change of clothes."

“Alright just be safe.”

Trying to be extremely careful to not injure her passenger; Vinyl quickly turned down the nearest side street and made her way towards a two-story building with an extravagant feel of a mansion and pulled up directly towards the front entrance. Just as she shut off the engine, the doors were thrown open as four people emerged with a stretcher as the other two held the doors open.

“She has a injury to her chest,” one pointed out “Why bring her here instead of the hospital?”

“I did what I had to. Just get her into a bedroom and let her sleep,” Vinyl directed

Once Twilight was brought inside, another female emerged from a side room marked with a crescent on the door. She currently wore a dark blue dress that seemed to match her hair.

“What brings you here in such a hurry?”

“Aunt Luna; I’m sorry. Octavia is my friend and I meant to pick her up when she got shot. I bit her to save her life.”

“After all this time I still find it funny to hear you calling me aunt,” Luna mused “She’s your first, am I right?”

“Yeah. I had to do something, even if I was punished afterwards.”

“Well; that agreement has still held; so I think it’s alright,” Luna noted “No one saw you doing that, right?”

“No. It was in the alley behind the theater and completely dark where she was. I probably got lucky by getting there when I did. Any later and you get the picture.”

“In the meantime we’ll let her rest and you can get some sleep yourself,” Luna suggested “Although it’s been some time since I’ve been a doctor.”

“Just put me in the room next to hers and knock thrice to wake me up,” Vinyl directed

A few hours later, Octavia felt an involuntary spasm that caused her to wake. Sitting in a chair on the opposite side of the room was a female with purple hair and light purple streak, wearing a purple robe.

“Where am I? What happened? Who are you,” Octavia asked, looking around quickly

“Calm down please. I’ll go and let the others know about you being awake,” came the answer

“Here’s one less,” Vinyl joked as she entered “I couldn’t sleep anyways.”

“It’s good to see our guest awake,” Luna chimed in, as she entered last

“What’s going on,” Octavia asked “And what happened to my clothes?”

“Why don’t you explain what happened a few hours ago,” Vinyl suggested “After your rehearsal; I might add.”

“After I sent you the text saying I would wait in the alley, a homeless man threatened me,” Octavia answered before starting to hyperventilate

“You’re safe here,” Luna said reassuringly “They can’t hurt you any more.”

“He threatened me with a pistol if I didn’t take off my bra and get between his legs to give him oral sex. When I tried to escape, he smashed my cello onto the ground before he shot,” she trailed off before touching her chest “He shot my chest directly in the heart. How am I here?”

“You might hate me for telling you this, but I turned you into a vampire,” Vinyl answered, rubbing her arm cautiously

“You mean I’m dead,” Octavia asked nervously

“Yes and no. Had I not done that, you would have died right there with the wound. Instead; I gave you another chance at life,” Vinyl said, tossing some pants and a shirt onto the bed “Before we forget; what did your attacker look like?”

“Dirty clothes and hair, and possibly a star on the arm.”

“Unfortunately not a lot to go on if you were to report that to police,” Twilight mused

“Where are we and what happens now,” Octavia questioned, trying to change the subject

“First off, you can get rid of those clothes and put those on if you want,” Vinyl suggested, motioning to the clothes before hugging her friend

“Perhaps introductions are in order to answer the first part of your question,” Luna mused “My name is Luna Nocturnus and this one of my twin daughters, Twilight Sparkle. You already know Vinyl and I’m sure there’s still a few others I’m forgetting.”

“Octavia Melody. It’s a pleasure to meet you. If you don’t mind me asking; who are the others?”

“My brother Neon Lights; who’s probably at the club still,” Vinyl answered

“My twin sister Starlight Glimmer is in Las Pegasus with her wife Trixie Lulamoon,” Twilight added

“As to the where; this was known as Canterlot High School,” Luna explained “We simply bought it and turned it into a mansion after it was abandoned.”

“Mom; what about the agreement? Is that going to cause any problems,” Twilight asked

“What agreement?”

“Simply put; it was between our family and my former sister; Celestia Solaris and her group,” Luna answered “We were expected to stay here in Canterlot while they resided in the area commonly known as the Crystal Kingdom. It also explains feeding habits and changing others into vampires.”

“For us; we usually make a small incision in the neck and take a small amount of blood. Just under a cup or a few mouthfuls,” Twilight explained “The others preferred to just drain the body completely. Of course we now have a friend that sends a wine bottle filled with blood that makes feeding easier.”

“What happens now,” Octavia asked

“You can stay here until tonight with your concert. We’ll figure out later what happens,” Vinyl answered

“You are more than welcome to move from your studio apartment into one of our rooms. These room are certainly big enough,” Luna offered

“I’ve never told anyone about where I live.”

“The area you live in is on the boarder so we’ve probably seen you in passing when we were by there,” Twilight answered dismissively

“Since I don’t think I’m going to be able to fall asleep, could you give me a tour of the house?”

“Take your time,” Vinyl joked “That’ll give me time to get something done. Mom; could you help me with that later?”

“I’ll show you around and we’ll give you some privacy to change,” Twilight added

Despite everyone being female; they all followed Twilight out of the room as Luna returned to her room and Vinyl took off running down the hallway and out of sight. Once dressed; Octavia left to join her guide.

“That wing over there contains the rooms for our assistants,” Twilight explained, pointing towards a section of the house “And as you enter, on your left is our living room; although it does have the feel of a small movie theater.”

“The servants; are they like us?”

“No. They’re mortal and are bound to the grounds by agreements not to mention anything about us. Some of the existing areas of the school like the nurse’s office, library and cafeteria are still the same as they were originally. We did of course make some major changes.”

“Oh?”

“The entire back of the school was dug out and refitted with a two-story underground garage; plus a section used as a weapons range,” Luna interjected “The upstairs classrooms were paired up and joined together to create individual luxurious master bedrooms; complete with bathrooms. The lower rooms have been turned into smaller rooms, that are luxurious in their own way. There is one place I’d hope you follow me to.”

“If I want to learn my way around I’d have to.”

With Twilight trailing behind, Luna led the three down a few corridors that almost led back towards the front door. As the trio stepped into one of the rooms, Octavia noticed the lights were off as she wasn’t able to see her own hand in front of her if she tried.

“Surprise,” Vinyl yelled as the lights were suddenly turned on

“Ow,” Octavia complained as she was momentarily blinded

“What do you think,” Vinyl asked

The room was decorated with a white arch situated on a small elevated podium on which Vinyl was currently standing on with a male in all black with a white choker instead of a tie.

“Since I’ve met you, I’d always hoped there was a chance I’d get to do this,” Vinyl started “Octavia; would you marry me?”

“This is a bit sudden for me. I’m not sure what to say.”

“I understand that this wasn’t what you probably expected; but since I met you a few years ago I found myself in love with you,” Vinyl offered

“I want to marry you, but I’d like to have my parents here as well.”

“I’m sure we could arrange for them to be here,” Luna offered

“Why not tonight,” Twilight suggested

“Well; they were supposed to attend my concert this evening.”

“Then it’s settled,” Vinyl decided “We’ll do it at the end of your concert in front of everyone.”

“What about the paparazzi? It’ll be a scandal.”

“Honestly; I don’t give a shit about their opinions,” Vinyl retorted “I’m through with hiding my girlfriend. There is one thing I’d like to give you on that table. Consider it a very early wedding present.”

Octavia headed over to the table and unwrapped a box that took up the entire length. A black case was inside the box as she continued further into her gift. Inside the black case was a black cello that seemed to have a grid-like pattern upon closer inspection.

“This is amazing! I’ve never seen a cello like this.”

“That is made of carbon fiber. They’re not available to the general public yet; so you currently have the first one,” Vinyl explained

“Thank you so much!”

“You’re welcome. The room next door was the school’s music room which has now become my soundproof recording studio. Go ahead and use it if you need it.”

“Thank you again. I’m going to need to make a stop at my apartment to get my dress for this evening.”

“If you’d like; I could take your keys and run over there now,” Twilight offered

“If it’s not too much trouble.”

“Not at all. Just give me the address and what you need and I’ll be back as soon as I can,” Twilight corrected

After writing the address on a slip of paper along with locations of the required items; Twilight headed down to the garage to grab a car and headed to her destination. Once in the apartment; she went in the bedroom closet and removed a garment bag containing a black dress and a shoebox with a set of small-heel shoes. Double checking the list made no reference to anything else, so Twilight grabbed both items and locked up the house. In the meantime; Octavia had taken Vinyl's offer to practice in the soundproof music room.

Some time later in the morning; Octavia decided to head back to the room she was in originally and found the clothes waiting on the bed. After making sure they were hung up, decided to take a nap for a while.

“Hey, Tavi,” Vinyl called as she knocked “Time to get up. We’ll be in the dining room waiting for you.”

The nearby clock read it was almost three in the afternoon as she bolted upright. Nearly fifteen minutes later; she was dressed and ready and had made her way to the cafeteria with her cello case by her side. Both Luna and Twilight were wearing matching dark blue dresses while Vinyl showed up wearing a tuxedo with her usually messy hair combed straight and without her usual glasses, revealing her red eyes.

“Before we head out; why don’t you join us for a drink,” Luna offered

“I made a promise to myself when I was twenty-one about not drinking alcohol and even four years later; I’ve been determined not to break it.”

“I don’t blame you for your suspicion, but this is blood, not alcohol. Since you’re one of us; you’ll have to drink sooner or later,” Luna replied “Just a shot of blood is enough to sustain you for a few weeks.”

Knowing she was right; Octavia rested the cello case on a nearby table and took a seat as Luna poured four shots of blood for each as the others knocked it back like alcohol as she slowly drank.

“That’s going to be hard to get used to.”

“After a while; you’ll find out that certain blood types can taste sweeter than others,” Vinyl mused “Just don’t think about it and it should help.”

Now finished with their drinks; Luna led them down towards a room that had contained a secret elevator down to the garage. Once there; one of the servants pulled up with a car just short of a limo in length with black tinted windows to match its exterior. Another servant took the cello and loaded it into the trunk for safety.

“Back of the alley first,” Luna directed “Afterwards; we go to the parking lot.”

“Um, aunt Luna; do you think that I can,” Vinyl started

“Could you,” Luna asked

“I can.”

“Then do it,” was the answer

True to the directions, Octavia was dropped off in the same alley as before as she headed inside to join her fellow players. Standing near the door was an older male wearing a black suit with a trench coat looking down at his phone with a card in his hand as she unintentionally bumped into him.

“I’m sorry for that,” she offered

“It’s my fault,” he argued “I was waiting for someone in an area that I probably shouldn’t have been.”

“You dropped a business card.”

“You may keep it; young lady,” he offered “I have another one.”

“I hope you enjoy the concert.”

“I’m sure I will. I’d say ‘break a leg' but perhaps for musicians; it’s ‘break a string' instead?”

“I haven’t heard that, but thank you for your time and support.”

Once she’d gotten backstage, the card was dropped into a pocket in the cello case as it didn’t seem too important compared to everything else as she removed the cello together tuned up.

“Good evening; miss Melody,” the conductor offered “Are you ready for tonight?”

“I am, sir.”

“Nice cello,” someone complemented

“It sounds just as good as it looks,” Octavia added confidently

With the tuning and last-minute preparations finalized; the orchestra was led to their seats on stage as the front doors were just getting opened to the public. Out front of the theater, Luna led the group inside and up to one of the private rooms on the upper floor. While other patrons were filling in; Vinyl headed downstairs and slipped away unnoticed and headed towards the alley in the back. As she approached the alley; she made sure to be silent to not startle anyone there and started putting rubber gloves on. Finding a lone visitor there; she crept up and grabbed him from behind.

“What do you want,” the homeless man asked

As Vinyl grabbed his arm; a series of star tattoos were seen as she knew this was her prey.

“I’m warning you, I’m armed,” he threatened “I have a gun and knife in my pockets.”

“That gun and knife won’t protect you and I don’t suggest reaching for anything else,” Vinyl taunted “You hurt my friend, so now it’s my turn.”

Making sure that no cameras were watching them; Vinyl proceeded to snap his neck, using more than enough force to have rotated his head all the way around. Afterwards; she casually removed the pistol and knife from his corpse and found a spike that she surmised must have been the endpin from Octavia’s broken cello. With her mission accomplished; she casually moved the body against a wall and headed back; taking care to dispose of the gloves in private.

“Done,” she whispered as she reentered the box “And I have a few souvenirs as well.”

“Hand them over to us,” Luna hissed

As the night went on, many of the audience found themselves enthralled at the music. Just before the final song was through; Vinyl had left the private room and slipped downstairs to a seat in the last row.

“Aren’t you,” a nearby patron started, before Vinyl clamped a hand over his mouth

“Yes I am and I’d like you not to say anything,” she whispered as he just nodded

The male from earlier leaned forward in his seat on the upper floor out of curiosity as he stroked his chin in contentment.

“I haven’t heard such lovely music is quite a long time,” he mused

“Sir; when was the last time,” a feminine voice asked

“Too long, my dear.”

“Thank you for coming to the concert,” the director said as everyone took a bow “Join us next month for our next performance.”

“Excuse me for a moment,” Vinyl interrupted, climbing on stage “May I say something?”

‘Isn’t that that DJ?’

‘What’s she doing here?’

“This should be interesting,” the male in the box muttered “Interruptions don’t usually take place like this.”

“I’d like to say something to a very special person here. Ever since I’d met you, I knew there was a connection between us that I hoped we could continue,” Vinyl said, before getting on one knee with a ring in her hand “Octavia Melody; would you marry me?”

The audience seemed to be in shock at hearing the DJ in front of them had just come out as a lesbian. A few seemed to leave the room in disgust; while others seemed to be posting the new information online for paparazzi to enjoy.

“I will,” Octavia replied, hugging Vinyl, before whispering “Of course; you know that I already decided that earlier.”

“My dear; I have a favor to ask you,” he started

“Anything you ask, milord.”

“Keep an eye on her.”

“Which one is my focus,” she questioned

“Use your discretion to answer that. Report any findings to me.”

“As you command.”

Both Octavia and Vinyl headed off the stage as applause broke out from the rest of the crowd and orchestra. A few minutes later; the rest of the members were heading back there to store their instruments as well as offer congratulations to the new couple.

‘Congrats.’

‘Have fun.’

‘Be safe.’

“Congratulations to you two,” the conductor offered

“Thank you sir.”

As the newly formed couple headed out to the back alley; a female with light blue hair with a pair of dark blue streaks was waiting outside. Seeing the woman, Vinyl lunged at her; pinning her to a wall by the throat.

“What do you think you’re doing,” Vinyl snarled “Speak fast."

“Can’t breathe,” the female wheezed

“Go head to the car,” Vinyl directed at Octavia “Ask them for my toy.”

Without wanting to further anger her girlfriend; Octavia quickly headed to the garage to meet the others just as they were getting into the car. She quickly stored the cello in the trunk in the time she had.

“Where’s Vinyl,” Twilight asked

“She mentioned something about her toy; whatever that meant.”

“Behind the theater; right,” Luna guessed as Octavia nodded “Let’s help out before anything else happens.”

As they pulled in; Vinyl had moved from pinning the other female to the wall, to just keeping her in a chokehold. Twilight jumped out of the car with a set of silver manacles; which were placed on the woman's wrists along with a ball gag for additional protection.

“Get in,” Vinyl directed, shoving the other inside

Once everyone was inside the car the ride back to the mansion was quiet as Octavia wasn’t sure what to say to attempt to get an answer. Even in the house; Vinyl held their prisoner in a chokehold as she was guided to the cafeteria while Octavia dropped off her cello and joined the others afterward.

“Now; what the hell were you doing,” Vinyl demanded, removing the gag “Where are the others?”

“I came here on my own without them knowing. I had hoped to try and get some sort of conversation going between us,” came the answer

“I know they know who you are, but do you mind giving me your name?”

“Sonata Dusk. I’m one of Celestia’s vampires,” Sonata simplified

“What do we do with her,” Twilight asked

“Could I get some time to talk to Sonata alone?"

“What exactly is your reasoning,” Luna inquired

“Since all of you seem to have a severe dislike for each other…”

“I think ‘Hatred’ feels like a better word,” Vinyl interjected

“Regardless; I may be a vampire; but I have no knowledge about either group to maybe offer an unbiased opinion on this.”

“Fine,” Luna stated “We’ll be outside if you need anything.”

“What exactly brought you there,” Octavia asked once the others left

“I just hoped to get lucky to talk to them as I said before,” Sonata answered

“Why don’t you want anyone else knowing about this?”

“I’m sure you have heard that both of our clans hate each other. I’d just like us to stop arguing and try to get together again. In face; we haven’t fed directly from a human in quite some time and have been getting bottles of blood instead,” she answered

“We’ll have to wait and see if there is the possibility of getting together,” Luna said “Get going so they don’t find you here.”

“Do you mind if I go with Sonata?”

“Just be careful,” Luna offered “I don’t know what would happen.”

“Let’s take the bus,” Sonata suggested “I like being in public with others.”

After a ten minute wait for the bus, given the early hour; the ride took an additional half-hour as they reached their destination. In front was another mansion-like building Octavia guessed could have been another school; although the size was much more expansive.

“This is amazing.”

“It was a school at one time,” Sonata confirmed

Upon their entry into the house; a female with purple hair and green streaks punched Sonata in the stomach before tossing her towards a chair, causing Sonata to be sent backwards as it tipped over.

“Where the fuck were you,” the newcomer demanded “And who’s the walking blood bag you brought here!?”

“Give it a rest Aria,” another added, rubbing her temples “You’re giving me a migraine.”

“Adagio; that’s bullshit and you know it,” the newly named Aria spat

“Could we have a moment of peace,” a third asked that had multicolored hair consisting of pink, blond and purple

“Enough,” a final woman with green, blue and purple hair yelled as she came down from a nearby room “What brings you here?”

“I came on Sonata’s behalf to convince you to get back together,” Octavia started

“Yeah, I’m gonna stop you right there,” Aria countered, raising a hand “What gives you that right?”
“That is indeed an odd request from a mortal.”

“Mom; shouldn’t we at least introduce ourselves to our guest,” the tricolored female asked

“I suppose some sort of courtesy should be observed. My name is Celestia Solaris and that’s my eldest daughter Mi Amore Cadenza,” Celestia started, motioning to each

“Just ‘Cadence' is fine,” she interrupted

“You seem to already know Sonata and the other two are Adagio Dazzle and Aria Blaze,” Celestia finished

“Octavia Melody. And I’m not a moral anymore.”

“But a newborn vampire; not even a fledgling; trying to convince us is rather unbelievable. We’ll have to discuss this before any sort of answer can be given,” Celestia said dismissively

“Sorry if you seemed to come all this way for nothing,” Cadence offered apologetically “I’ll drive you home if you’d like.”

“Just a few blocks away,” Celestia corrected “She can walk the rest of the way home on her own.”

Cadence led Octavia down a few hallways that seemed to become a maze, before they finally made their way towards a room with another hidden elevator towards their garage. Cadence headed towards the first car available which happened to be a Volkswagen Beetle and climbed in.

“It’s not much; but she’ll do,” Cadence offered “This was my first car mom bought me over thirty years ago.”

“I don’t know much about cars, but it does seem in good shape.”

“It most certainly should be. I’ve taken her apart and made sure everything works,” Cadence said with a chuckle “Come on, before they get angry.”

“The house looks nice from what I can guess."

“Every room was at least two small classrooms combined into one; each room has been furnished individually as their own miniature mansions,” Cadence summarized

Despite being told to drop Octavia a few blocks away; Cadence instead went across the street as Octavia stepped out and the Beetle took off without waiting. She headed back to the house to see Luna waiting just inside the door.

“Didn’t go over well, I take it,” she asked

“Couldn’t even get a chance to argue my point,” Octavia confirmed

“Not surprised,” Luna offered “She always seemed to be hard-headed.”