White Shadows

He ran as fast as he could. The poor colt driven out of his own home by ravaging monsters. His mother, slain at his feet. His father, one of the monsters. Just days ago, Stalliongrad had finally been taken back from the Equine army, but now monsters ruled the city. They had no empathy, no pain. They were shells of what they once were. Blood flowing from their eyes, moaning in pain. They would slowly die from the sickness, but before that, their mind would rot, and they would go insane. The colt only knew too well he would follow in the hoofsteps of his parents if he didn’t run swiftly.

He ran and ran, tears falling from his eyes. His once bright yellow coat was splattered with blood, and his golden eyes were bloodshot red. He had been pummeled by the monsters, and he was bleeding severely from his left flank. He ran to a large clearing, surrounded by golden grain. A tree was in the middle, and the colt decided to take refuge there. He ran towards the tree, noting that the monsters were behind him. The moon shined brilliantly as the colt ran through the tall golden grass, to the massive oak tree. The colt looked back, and saw that the monsters were ravenously charging towards him, howling with anger and rage.

The colt turned to run the other way, but monsters were advancing from all sides. They slowed as they came to the tree, and the colt started to bawl.

“I want my momma back!” He cried.

His mother had joined the ranks of the monsters, and the only sound of the night was that of a small colt crying for his mother. For that instant, all hope was lost.

Until he came.

Black as night, his eyes red as blood, he charged up the hill, scythe in hoof. He cut through the monsters, killing them as swiftly as he came. Blood poured over the golden grass, and in an instant, it was all over.

He loomed over the colt, his red eyes glowing with hatred in the dark sky. The colt was too scared to move, knowing what the thing in front of him was. His teeth were sharp as knives, his coat sucked dry of life. He was a Vampony. In all of his glory.

“Child… I know what they have done to you, and I spare you the sadness of looking back on such terrible outcomes. Come with me, and we can destroy the one who did this to you,” Said the Vampony.

“Thank you sir, but who has done this to me?” Asked the colt, and the Vampony smiled.

“The one they call Princess Celestia,” Said the Vampony.