“Blood…so much blood”
I hear a small, shy voice say as I come to.
I open my eyes slowly, blinking to get them used to the lighting. Opening my eyes i scan my surroundings, and I was met with the sight of a fuck ton of trees.
*great, the rift must have spat me out into a forest*
Grunting, I slowly stand up. As I did this, I was met with a gasp from the same voice I heard a few moments ago.
It sounded human, I snarled a small bit at the thought.
*just fucking great, i don't need this right now*

When I finally get up on my fee-.....hoofs…
*I'm not gonna get used to that anytime soon*
I turned to where I had heard the voice, only to be met with the sight of a small yellow pegasus with pink hair, shaking like a leaf in the wind.
It didn't look like any of the pegasus I had seen on my travels to Greece though, it looked more…childish? Like it had been made as an illustration for a children's book.
Tossing away the thought, I looked around the pegasus for its owner or rider, but there was no one else but me and the still shaking pegasus.
*must have ran off when it saw me get up, and left the pegasus as a sacrifice, fucking humans*
I also took notice that we were in a clearing, with a running river I could hear from a couple yards away, I could also apparently hear a doe and her faun drinking from the river.
I could also hear the tell-tale noise of a busy town a mile away from here.
*it appears that my senses are heightened, handy*
I looked over to the pegasus, it was still shaking out of fear.
*poor thing*
I crouched down a bit to make myself look smaller, then smiled at it hoping that it would see that I wasn't a threat.
Its eyes widened from the sight of my fangs, and it shook more.
*shit, this isnt working*
I open my mouth to try and speak to it to ease it, Now I had meant to say “don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm not a threat” and all that, but from the lack of practice I had with my new vocal cords, and my dry throat, it more so came out as a loud demonic growl. The butter colored pegasus eyes rolled into the back of its head, and it fainted.
I stare at its unconscious body in slight hurt and regret.
*that could have gone better*
Pausing for a moment to think, and I notice I was still wearing Dracula’s cloak
*i'm sure he won't mind*
I remove the cloak from my shoulders, fold it and walk over to the unconscious pegasus.
I crouch down, lift its head and place the makeshift pillow under it.
Smiling a bit in satisfaction, I turned around to see that goblin one had snapped its neck after landing on a large boulder, goblin two was impaled on a tree branch and was spilling blood all over the clearing, and demon one had apparently landed on my spear also spewing blood everywhere.
*Oh for fucks sake!*
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After I had re-risen my night creatures (this time making sure they were more durable than the last two times I raised them), I had my goblins go and get some water and bring it back to the camp we made in the clearing. I also had my demon patrol the perimeter of the clearing while I set up an anti detection spell matrix.
It was a simple combination of anti mana detection, invisibility, as well as a barrier spell, but it was effective nonetheless.
After a few finishing touches, I completed the spell matrix.
Only me and my night creatures can see, enter, and leave the clearing now (......as well as the passed out pegasus a few feet away from me).
It was starting to get dark now and we needed a fire. I cleared my throat and called out to my demon.
“Demon” it paused its patrol and looked at me.
“Go get the others and bring them back to camp. Bring some firewood as well” it nodded and rushed off to find the two goblins that were (suspiciously) taking a long time to return.

When my demon returned the goblins were following behind it. Demon one and goblin one were holding large amounts of dry wood, but goblin two was holding two large bota bags full of water, they looked like deer skin.
*they better not have killed that doe and faun, or i swear i'll send them back to hell myself*
When I inquired as to where they got the materials to make the bags they said that they used if from a large buck they killed for food (it was more so me asking questions, with them either nodding, shaking their head no, or some other gesture i didn't understand. It was a shame they couldn't talk yet, it would have made things a lot easier)
I asked the two creatures who still had wood stacked in their arms to start building a fire, they gave me a confused look but proceeded to do as I asked. Honestly their confusion was well placed. Night creatures didn't need fire to stay warm at night, they didn't even need to sleep, but the fire wasn't for us, it was for the pegasus who was slightly shivering in its sleep.
I walk over, and sit down next to its shivering form and gently place my hand onto its barrel, rubbing it ever so gently as to not hurt it, and I gently glide my hand in a back and forth motion to help keep it warm until the fire’s ready.

As the fire roared to life after a few minutes of the goblins and demon bickering (which more so consisted of screeches and growls than actual words), I removed my hand from the pegasus and stared into the fire for a moment. It was beautiful to me, but it always wound up bringing back some not entirely fond memories.

“Abrem you little bastard!” a deep voice shrieked out as a bottle flew by my head smashing against the wall behind me.
“The fuck were you doing with those kids huh!?”
I didn't respond, I was too scared to respond.
“Answer me!” the voice shouted again. Now I am afraid of staying quiet.
“Th-they had a d-dog! I j-just- w-wanted to pet him.." I trailed off, tears slowly coming from my eyes.
“Stop crying!” the voice continued to shout.
“I thought i told you that your not allowed near any of the other kids you fucking freak!”
It shouted in rage.

“I'm gonna go sleep for a bit” the voice slurred in a drunk tone.
“When i wake up, your gonna fucking wish you were never born, as much as i do” the voice slurred. It was then followed by the sound of a thud against a bed and snoring.

I poured the rest of the alcohol in the house on top of his disgusting, drunkenly sleeping frame.
Setting down the bottle on the nightstand by the bed, I then use my mana to form a small ball of fire in between my fingers and place it on his head.

The screams that echoed from the flaming house I had suffered in for twelve years, gave me a feeling of utmost euphoria as I watched the beautiful orange glow coming off of it.

I shook out of my stupor as I heard the faint noises of a tiny pegasus stirring in its sleep.
*looks like its waking up*
“You three hide in the shadows, make sure you cannot be seen” I whisper to my night creatures.
They comply and jump up into the trees, disappearing completely except for the presence of their mana.
Looking around, I tried to find something I could use as a bowl for the stirring pegasus to drink out of.
Looking to the ground on my right, I found a stone with a bowl-like formation.
“Huh, convenient”
I pick it up and rinse it with some of the water from the bota bag, dump it out, then fill it with fresh, clean water. As I did so I could sense the small winged horse standing up groggily.
I heard it let out a yawn/ neighing noise then smack its lips for a second.
*adorable*
“Water?” I ask it, making it jump.
I didn't look at it, I didn't want to intimidate it, but I could feel its eyes staring at my face, specifically my fangs. I could feel it start to shake again.
Without saying a word or looking in its direction, I slowly place the bowl of water next to me.
I was still too scared to walk anywhere close to me, it was probably worried about the water being safe to drink. I picked up the bowl and poured a bit of the water into my mouth and placed it back down.
“It's not poisoned if that's what you're worried about” I say to it in a joking tone. This did help to calm it down, but not enough for it to come closer to me.
*at least it stopped shaking*
“I am aware of how threatening my appearance is, but I would sooner run a spear through myself than to hurt something so gentle” I say to ease it.
*shame the thing doesn't understand me*
After a few tense moments, with me continuing to stare at the fire. I felt it gingerly make its way over to me and the bowl of water.
Looking next to me, I see the pegasus greedily drain the bowl of water. When it raised its head from the bowl it kept its face hidden behind its main when it noticed I was watching it drink.
Grabbing the pouch of water, I refill the bowl.
It looked hesitant, so I drank from the bag to ease its fears once more. After doing so, it looked back to the water bowl and lowered its head to drink some more.
*huh, this pegasus is far more intelligent than the birdbrains I encountered in Greece, must have learned to survive on its own, usually these things get treated like royalty, even as simple farm steads*
I frown a bit at the thought, from its size it must have been only a foal, it was only four feet in height total, usually pegasus are about eight feet in height, some even reaching ten feet.
In a strange sort of way, I related to it. It probably didn't have the best life with the humans in the town.
I gingerly lower my hand onto its head, i could feel it tense and start shaking a little under my hand, but once I had started to gently scratch behind its ear (keeping my claws in check so it wouldn't be hurt) i could feel all that fear and tension melt away, i even felt it lean into my hand a bit.
*this thing is gonna send me into cardiac arrest from its cuteness I swear to god’s*
It was like that for a few minutes, me scratching this pegasus behind its ears, switching from left to right every few minutes.
It was silent, but it was a comfortable silence.
As peaceful as it was, it wasn't meant to last, for my arm, after continuous ear scratches, was getting sore.
I remove my hand from the pegasus head (strangely enough, i swear I saw a look of disappointment on its face)
Leaning down a bit, I give it a small, fang free smile.
“I don't suppose you’d have a name?” I say jokingly.
Then something I would have never expected in my entire life happened.
It responded.
“I-Im F-F-Fluttershy” is responded in a shy, feminine, (definitely human) voice.
I stared at i-......her. Giving her the best response I could muster in that moment.
“..........what?”.

Author's Note

Chapter 5 is finally done! We're finally in Equestria!