No Heros

As I sharpened the horns one of my victims just wouldn't keep quiet.

"HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE!" The stallion would scream

I'd get annoyed and go to him and look at him licking my lips. My hunger for blood grew as I stared at him gripping my knife tightly before dragging it across his stomach.

He would scream in pain as the sharp knife cut into his stomach slowly making him drip blood.

I would watch mesmerized. I'd cut his stomach fully open showing his intestines. "Mmm~" I would smirk as he would scream loudly in even more pain as blood poured out.

I would drink some of it my pupils getting large as if I was addicted to the bitter taste of his blood. I would drink a lot of it as he would slowly start slipping away.

I'd grin and cut his heart out as it fell on the floor and he would slip away his head dangling. I would eat some of his flesh.

Biting into it was so enjoyable to me as every time I did more blood would come out. I would savor the taste eating slowly and chewing all of it addicted to the bitter and sweet taste of it.

Ever since I was younger blood and another pony's flesh and meat satisfied my hunger more than anything else. I remember the first time I drank blood it was mine I got a cut and I watched as the blood poured as my curiosity got the best of me I licked it off me and immediately felt a rush of hunger as I drank more.

As I grew into a mare my hunger for blood grew. Once I caught my first victim I tied the mare up stabbed them to death and drank the blood pouring from the pony's body.

It gave me a rush of pleasure tasting it.

As I was about to leave the mare's body there I would pause taking my knife and cutting off some of her flesh, eating it my pupils had become large as the flavor of her flesh made my mouth water.

So ever since I became obsessed with the flesh and blood of another pony, the taste is so addictive.

I would eat more than half of the stallion leaving the bottom of his body only bone and some flesh.

I'd take the rest of his blood put it into a jar and store it in a closet full of other jars full of other pony's blood and intestines.

I have never told my brother Martyr about my addiction he might end up thinking it's going too far. The way I see it meat is meat and blood is so refreshing.

As I would continue to sharpen the horns second chance would come into my room.

I would look at her and grin as she would look a bit frightened.

"Hello second chance~" I would say staring at her

"M-Martyr said to come to help you"

"Very well" I'd give her a box of unsharpened horns "' Sharpen them now"

She would do as she was told and start sharpening them as she would watch as I would grab a scalpel and go to a tied-up mare, I would get on top of her and draw a line where her mane is as I would cut slowly as she screamed and cried trying to get out of the chains.

I would cut her mane off as it fell on the floor and I would laugh watching her bleed.

I'd then grab some hair spray and a lighter pointing at her face and turn on the lighter and hair spray as it would burn her face making her scream louder I would laugh even more and watch as her flesh melted.

"Hehe! blood! BLOOD!"

I would laugh more and continue to burn her until she stopped moving.

Second chance would see this and look away breathing heavily scared, and she would accidentally cut her hoof as she would cry.

I'd see blood dripping and go to her grabbing her hoof and licking the blood getting a rush of pleasure from the taste, my pupils getting large again. I would shake my head and bandage the wound up.

"Now get back to work"

She would sharpen many horns. She would finally finish.

I would see this. "Now go over there" I point to a wall "Then stay still until I say move."

She would do as I told her and out of nowhere 5 sharp horns would fly and hit the wall getting close to her wings and legs as I laughed.

"Good you didn't move if you did there would be a hole in your head or eye right now" I would laugh more.

I would grin at her and go grab the sharp horn and look at her grabbing her face.

"Fuck up and ill add your horn and wings to my treasure collection"

I would say throwing her in front of many bloody horns and bones of wings. She would cover her eyes frightened at the sight and I would smirk enjoying the fear from her.

"Now leave!"

She would get up quickly leaving my room.

She is slowly getting molded to be loyal to us ill do whatever it takes even if it means I have to scare her into it I can care less if she's a filly.

As much as it would be enjoyable to have her horn and wings on my wall as an alicorn filly special treasure if I kill her my brother will not be happy about me doing that.

He wants to make her loyal to us which she might be helpful maybe she can help me catch a pony for my dinner tonight. She will be like a servant to me.

Then again she doesn't know or remember me and my brother were the ones who killed her parents. I scalped her dad while my brother cut and fucked his mom.

So I believe this will be quite fun to watch as she realizes there is no escape from me and my brother as she has nobody else~