Hearts of the Taken

One Week later...

The professor awoke to scratches and low growls at the door. He saw Twilight was awake, and watching the door. A chill ran down his spine, he got up and walked to the door. "Damn that's creepy..." he pulled out a crossbow and opened the door. His crossbow was self reloading, and fired automatically. "FUCK OFF!" he shouted as he skewered the hellspawn, over and over.
He walked away after shutting the door, Twilight who was still watching, spoke up. "I can see how you got hurt..."
"Well, why not live? I'm not living again, am I? So, I make the most of every moment. Even the dangerous ones." he said, almost to a beat, as though he were speaking a line that was rehearsed, over and over.
Twilight was intrigued. "And the casual profanity?"
Equinox had a look of hatred, "I hate those bloodthirsty things, they took my brother, he's probably dead." he threw his forehooves in the air as he sat in the chair across from her.
"I wouldn't be able to cope if my brother died." a tear slipped down her cheek. Equinox instinctively wiped it away. She shifted in her seat. "I feel safer around him... But why?" she thought to herself
"It's okay. He isn't dead, right?" he asked.
"No, he's trying to hold what's left of Canterlot." she admitted. "May I please sit with you?"
"Umm, sure." he shifted in his seat as Twilight sat close to him. "You're okay right?"
"Never better." she nuzzled him. He was confused, but he didn't object.
The silence was broken by a light knock on the door leading to the upper telescope standing. A familiar voice spoke through.