"…and then Starswirl said 'there is not enough cake in the land to sate my hunger' right before he fell off the bar table," Celestia laughed and shook her head a bit. "I always told that old stallion that he couldn't hold his apple whiskey."
Luna shook her head a bit and a smile formed on her face. "Yes, I remember how after the first cup he would chase any mare in the room, I remember one night he sought a rather young white Alicorn," she laughed a bit as her sister blushed deeply. "I do believe he was quite confused to find half his beard burned off in the morning."
Celestia coughed into her hoof and looked the other way. "Well let's just be thankful that we convinced him that he faced a mighty dragon. I swear the only thing that pony loved more than his beard was his spells." the two sisters shared a laugh and raised their tea cups, using their magics to bring the cups to their lips and slowly drink in the delicious liquid.
Ever since the two Princesses had been reunited they had made a point to try and meet at least once a month for a small tea party for just the two of them, sharing funny stories and keeping each other up to date on whatever new thing had caught their interest. It was rare that either ruler was able to be open and honest with another creature, so these small meetings were something both of them looked forward too.
That's what made it all the more difficult when a scroll suddenly appeared between them, over their table and tea set that had come as a gift from some foreign dignitary so long ago. The scroll was sealed by a bright red H, the symbol both sisters knew belonged to the Hellsing organization.
Luna caught the scroll with her magic, setting the tea cup down and standing up. "I must take my leave my sister."
Celestia watched her sister leave, the once bright smile on her face reduced now to a sad expression. Hellsing was one of the darkest secrets in Equestria, an organization that hunted down and destroyed those creatures that would cause anarchy if ever revealed to the populace. Their methods were brutal, reminding her more of Sombra than Equestrian strategy. Absolute elimination of the target, no questions asked and cleaned up well enough to make it look like nothing had ever happened. "Evil unto evil" she sighed and took a sip of her tea, wondering why it now tasted bitter rather than sweet.
Luna walked through the halls with purpose, breaking the seal on the scroll and quickly scanning through its contents, scowing as she reached the last line. "Guards!" two of her Bat Pony guards made their way to her, ready and willing to destroy anyone their lady ordered them against. "We have need of your services to cast a spell"
The two looked uncertainly at each other before turning to her. "We shall do whatever we can to aid you Princess."
She nodded and walked into a small room with a single mirror sitting within it, pointing toward it. "Stand on either side and spread thy wings" her orders came fast, and her guards moved into position quickly, spreading their bat like wings wide. "Open the gate" her horn glowed with mana and the mirror ceased to show her reflection, instead showing the inside of a large and well adorned office. Luna looked toward her guards with a thankful nod. "Hold thy positions until I return,"
Luna stepped through the portal and found herself in the large office, only scarsly adorned with a few paintings and filled up by a large desk. Behind the desk sat Integra, looking through a few papers and signing some of them. Next to her stood Walter, at the ready for whatever services he might need to provide.
"Lady Luna, a pleasure to see you once again." Walter gave a small bow to the Princess.
"It seems you have gotten my letter," Integra turned the chair to look at Luna, pipe in her mouth and slowly drawing in the smoke before letting it out of the other side of her mouth. "Unless this is just a pleasant visit."
Luna felt the need to repress a smirk from coming to her face at the actions of the youngest and only remaining heir to the Hellsing family. Long ago she might have smited another being for not bowing down to her or her sister, but the Hellsing's had always been an exception. They were a proud family with a bloodline that could be traced back multiple generations, and each one help onto the pride of their station stronger then the last. Their pride was strong, but with good reason. As someone who had lived to see so many generations come and go before being imprisoned Luna could respect that.
"Woulds't thou joke at a time such as this?" she asked, looking directly into Integra's eyes. "That which Alucard has done goes against the very lines we set for Hellsing not to cross, turning a pony into a vampire, siring a fellow nightwalker?" she held a level stare at Integra. "What dost thou have to say?"
For a few moments Integra was silent, simply puffing away on her pipe before taking it out of her mouth and handing it to Walter, who put it away in one of the desk drawers. "It would be much easier for this conversation to continue if you spoke in a modern tongue."
The purple Alicorn blinked in surprise, before remembering who she was talking to. Most would call the Pegasus a madmare for saying something like that to the Princess, but those who knew of Hellsing knew that nothing could phase them, and they spoke their minds plainly. "Very well, what is going on Integra?" her question was honest and filled with worry, the different standings tossed aside as the Princess spoke to the one before her on equal grounds.
"I think it would be easier if you read the report yourself." Integra motioned for Walter to bring over a full incident report of the events that had occurred only a night before so that the Princess could read through it.
Luna's eyes scanned through the report at lightening speeds, looking like a certain other Princess when she was enraptured by a good book. A variety of emotions crossed the face of the purple Alicorn, disgust, shock, and then grim acceptance. "And the girl, what information have you gathered on her?"
A second file was retrieved by Walter and given to the Princess, who read through it at the same speed, but seemed to pause heavily once she reached the second page. "Integra." she looked up from the report.
"Yes Princess Luna?" Integra sat with her head resting on her hooves, knowing exactly what the Princess was reacting too.
The Alicorn stayed silent for a moment. "We…I think I might need something to drink. Something very powerful."
Integra nodded and looked toward Walter, giving a nod and sending the Earth Pony to get a bottle of their hardest liquor. It would be needed for the talks ahead.
Seras awoke in a large black void to the oddest feeling of floating without any ground beneath her. When she had been younger sometimes the Peagsus that ran the orphanage she lived in would pick her up and fly her around a bit, but it didn't feel the same.
No matter how excitied she was during those times there had always been a bit of fear, but this felt natural. For a moment she tried to remember how she had gotten here, but the memory seemed unimportant to her for some reason. She was at peace, and that was what mattered.
"Look brotherssssss! It awakenssssss!" a voice called out from the darkness. The voice held extra emphasis on the s in the words that had it, reminding Seras of a snake when it hissed at a creature for getting to close at it.
"Been agesss sssince we had a female" another equally snake like voice said.
"Be sssilent, ssshe wakesss" a third voice called out to the others.
Despite not being able to see anyone around her Seras felt like she was being watch by the voices, whatever they were. "W..who are you?" she asked, putting all of the strength that she had in her into the demand for information.
Suddenly the world around her shifted until she found herself in a cave like room, surrounded by rocks and only able to see thanks to a few low burning torches. The mare pushed herself up to all fours and intently wished she was back in the calm and dark room.
Before her were three massive serpents, each standing as tall as a building, wearing some sort of cloak with a hood that covered their eyes. Large chains wrapped themselves around the serpents and attached to the wall, held tight and firm so the creatures couldn't move anything but their heads. Whoever had sealed them had gone to great links to make sure they would never escape, and be as uncomfortable as possible.
"Bazark, I taught all thinking thingsss who live how to hate from my teachingsss the firssst life was taken, as such I am ssservant to only my own rage" The serpent on the left bowed its head a bit.
"Remar, I crafted the first lie from the truth, and my creation ssspread out into the world, I am ssservant to my own tongue" the serpent on the right gave a small bow.
The middle serpent looked down at Seras, larger than even the two creatures that flanked it. "I am Rechra, I lead the armies against
Light when the world was created, I am the father of darknesssss" a long tongue came forth from its mouth and moved under its hood, running along its scaly flesh. "I am ssservant to all." It lowered its head.
"Why am I here?" Seras wanted to run, but her body was frozen in place at the sight of the beasts. "Wait..I…I died" she put a hoof to her stomach, searching for the cut that the sword had made on her. "Am…am I in Tartarus?" she looked up fearfully at the serpents. Seras had no delusions that she was perfect, but she had never thought herself so bad that she would be sent into the realm of eternal imprisonment for her actions in life.
"Clever girl" Remar said with a snicker.
"Don't play with the poor thing; ssshe is obviously ssscared out of her wits." Bazark shouted at his fellow prisoner, obviously enraged.
"Enough!" the serpent who had declared himself Rechra commanded in a tone that silenced the two others. "Ssserasss Victoria, that is your name isn't it?"
Seras nodded her head, her dry throat unable to summon words at the moment.
"You are in a land between both life and death, a middle ground where thossse who have obtained immortality find themssselvesss before awaking to the world. While you are here we grant you the chance to ask any question to usss, for we can know and sssee all" Rechra looked down at her. "Understand through, Remar will lie, but it is how he liesss that isss important. Bazark will answer in whatever way his emotionsss drive him, and I will provide you will the absolute anssswer. Once you know all of this you can make a decision between two roadsss, one that leads into the afterlife where you can passsss into the next road, or one that leadsss back to your body, where you will live your new life."
Seras looked between the serpents and her mind seemed to calm itself, these creatures couldn't hurt here, they were bound to the wall and had even offered her help. She might not understand everything right now, but she would need to push forward it she ever wanted to. "Okay, fine" she said, looking down, trying to think of things to ask.
She let out a low breath before turning toward Remar. "Would me going back make a difference in the world?" Seras had often thought that despite all the good the militia did it wasn't enough, there were always more monsters and tings to deal with and any headway they made seemed reversed or worthless in the end.
"No sssingle being ever makes a difference in the world, if you are basssing your decisssion around your own persssonal worth to the world, than sssimply ssstay as you are." the Remar spoke his world without inflection, each one holding a cold bite to it.
Seras blinked at just how brutal the serpent's words were. Before he had put on an air of kindness, even if it did seem like he was holding something back to each of his words. Wait, he lies, but its important how he lies. Seras smiled to herself and bowed her head. "Thank you for your words" she turned toward Bazark. "Will me going back hurt people?"
The serpent let out a laugh and slowly ran its tongue along the outside of its mouth. "Oh yesss many will be hurt, but they will be creaturesss that dessserve the pain, dessserve the torment." A small laugh found its way into the serpents speech.
Okay, so that's something. Seras gulped and looked toward the largest Serpent. "Should I go back?" she asked, looking up at the
creature.
Rechra stayed silent for a moment before speaking. "The fact you asked that question ssshows you already know the answer." his words were heavy with wisdom of ages gone by.
As soon as the last question was answered a large door appeared in front of her, and a similar door appeared behind her. "Through one day liesss death, and the other life. Will you pusssh forward or allow yourssself to wither away?" all of the serpents watched Seras, wondering what she would do next.
Seras slowly moved forward, and with a final look to the serpents she opened the door and disappeared from the cave.
"Thusss ssshe goesss" the three serpents laughed as the torches all went out, leaving the place in utter darkness.
Seras awoke with a start, panting heavily and covered in sweat, pushing the blankets away from her body before letting out a sigh of relief. She was in her bed, all of that must have just been a nightmare. All of her friends were alive and everything was going to be okay. "Phil is going to get a laugh at this one." She laughed a bit to herself before opening her eyes. As soon as they were open all of the hope she had was instantly dashed as reality set in.
This was not the mare militia barracks she had shared with the others back at base, she was in some sort of large room made completely of stone. The bed she was laying in seemed quite fancy, and was softer than anything she had ever had the chance to lay on before.
After a few minutes of internet debate she finally kicked the blankets that had been covering her off and looked around. The room was bare of any paintings or furniture other than the bed. After some debate with herself she moved toward the door and slowly pressed it open, finding a hallway filled with paintings of a great number of older looking stallions and torches lining it. Seras made her way along the hallway, going up a set of stairs but freezing when she heard voices.
"And get this, she flies so fast that there actually a rainbow colored explosion behind her" two stallions were making their way down another hallway, both were carrying spears by their sides but seemed relaxed.
"Yah I will believe it when I see it, I mean anypony that fast would already be in the Wonderbolts." the second stallion scoffed and kept moving, giving Seras an opportunity to continue exploring the place.
Eventually the mare found a pleasant smell coming from one of the rooms, following her nose into it and finding a stallion in a rather neat looking vest and wearing two small cuffs around his hooves, with a cutie mark depicting a cup of tea on his flank. "Hm, now do I want to get the Dragons Breath or Headless Pony" the stallion seemed deep in thought while looking through a tall cabinet filled
with bottles of liquor.
Seras gulped and slowly made her way back, accidently stepped on a small tack someone had left on the floor and giving out a
yelp, causing the stallion to turn around and blink in surprise before putting on a calm smile. "Oh so you have finally awoken." He took a step toward the mare.
"Stay back!" she cried, taking a step back and feeling a sudden coldness wash over her. As the feeling spread through her body a number of kitchen knives and jars flew toward the stallion, aiming to strike him rather hard.
Before any of the objects could strike the stallion he moved one of his hooves through the air a few times, making a few circles before each object seemed to stop midflight. "Thank goodness," he said to himself before reaching forward and biting down on something, pulling his head back. As he did that the objects seemed to slowly sink to the ground with barely a clank. "Those are some of her favorite jars, hate to see them ruined." He turned toward the mare and gave her a calming smile. "There is no reason to be afraid, I don't plan on harming you"
Seras was still nervous, but the older stallion's words put her at ease. After all if he had planned on hurting her he probably would have already done it. "W..where am I?" she asked, a bit of fear finally coming to the forefront in her voice.
"Hellsing Manor, home of the Hellsing organization and from now on, your home as well Ms. Seras Victoria" he gave a small bow to the mare.
"How do you know my name, what do you mean my home?" tears began to gather in Seras's eyes as she looked at the stallion.
"I believe that Sir Integra would be able to explain it better then I, come now" he began to walk but paused at the door. "Oh but first" he raised his hoof again and Seras felt something wrap around her throat and press against it hard, like an invisible hand pressing against her. "Do not attempt to feed off of anyone in this manor, or I promise it will not end well" the pressure disappeared and he began to walk once more. "Wait a moment" he tossed his hoof back and a bottle of whiskey flew into his mouth, held there by his teeth. "Off we go" he said through his open mouth.
Seras blinked in confusion for a moment, following after the stallion. What did he mean feed off people? That didn't make any sense. While she began to wonder this a new fact entered her mind. When she had moved toward the kitchen she thought she had smelled something delicious, and it was only now that she realized what it was.
Walter had a small cut on the back of his leg, and a bit of blood had matted there. And that's where the smell was coming from.
What was happening to her?
Seras followed after Walter until they reached a rather strong looking pair of oak doors.
Walter smiled at her and tapped her side gently. "Keep a stiff upper lip and make sure to be respectful" he pushed open the door with his front hoof and revealed the room, which appeared to be a rather large office which was only sparsely furnished. Sitting inside of it was a blonde furred Pegasus with a pair of small rounded spectacles covering her eyes and the purple Alicorn Princess.
Seras felt her entire body freeze in shock at the sight of Luna, falling down to a bowing position and not looking up, holding a deep breath. Everyone knew the stories of the formerly banished Alicorn Princess.
Luna and Integra both gave each other a wry smile, being used to the action but still not entirely comfortable with the bows. "Rise little one" Luna said in a comforting voice.
For a moment Seras didn't move, unable to find the strength in her limbs that felt as if they were liquid at the moment. Finally she managed to push herself up and look toward the Princess, a minor amount of fear in her eyes. "Thank you Princess"
"Stand up straight" Integra suddenly barked out, causing Seras to stand straight at attention like she used to do during training.
"Thank you, Walter I assume you brought the drink?" the butler nodded and placed down the bottle of whiskey on the table and gave a small bow before going over to the corner. "Luna, if you would?"
Luna gave a wry smirk and used her magic to lift up the bottle and take off its top, pouring some of the amber liquid into two cups.
"You know, most of the time guests are served, not asked to serve"
"I don't remember inviting you" Integra lowered her head and took a small drink from the glass. "Do you drink girl?" she looked over to Seras.
"No ma'am." Seras shook her head. Even back when some of the people in the militia had brought in booze from their days off she had never enjoyed the taste.
"Good, horrible habit" Integra took another drink and shuddered as the liquid ran down her throat. "So I am sure you are wondering why you are here."
"Yes, I have no idea what is going on" the mare spoke honestly trying to keep the fear out of her voice.
"Very well, I will try to keep this short, you died in Cheddar and were reborn as a vampire" Integra looked at Seras curiously. "Any
questions?"
For a full minute the Earth pony mare was silent, before she began to burst out laughing. "Okay Phil real funny"
The Alicon and Peagsus looked at each other with a sigh, knowing that denial was the first step in the process. "This isn't a joke
little one, here" Luna levitated a mirror from the desk over to Seras, placing it in front of her.
When Seras looked into the mirror she didn't know what she was supposed to find. She looked the same as usual, mane was a bit messier than normal, her eyes were red…her eyes were red. Seras blinked and looked at her eyes in the mirror. Her once blue eyes were now a deep shade of crimson. When she opened her mouth to speak she noticed another change, her once flat teeth were now sharp like arrows, looking for fit in the mouth of a predator. "I…I…" a few tears found their way down the mare's face as
realization crashed over her.
"You are a vampire, yes" a masculine voice said from behind them. Seras quickly turned and felt her stomach drop at the sight of the stallion behind her who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. He was tall, only a bit smaller than the Alicorn behind her. His fur was pitch black as midnight, covered by the same red coat that had been worn the previous night. His eyes were uncovered, revealing the same color of crimson in his eyes that had now taken home in hers. "A creature of the night, a monster with a thirst for blood, understand militia girl?"
The mare gave a nod of her head, feeling both scared and calmed at the sight of the large black stallion. "Yes sir"
"Subtle as always Alucard" Luna smiled toward the black stallion and shook her head.
"Lady Luna, a pleasure as always" he walked over and took her hoof in his, placing a small kiss on the top of it before giving a small bow toward Integra. "A pleasant afternoon to you as well Sir Integra"
"Seeing you up this early is rare, did you come to see your newly sired vampire?" Integra asked, refilling the glass with whiskey.
"Indeed, you know me too well" he gave another small bow to the two. "I shall now return to my sleep, being awake this early tires me so" the stallion disappeared in a puff of dark smoke, disappearing from the room.
The three mares stood silently for a moment before Seras finally spoke. "So why am I here?" she asked awkwardly.
"Well that depends," Integra looked toward Luna. "In regards to the matter we discussed earlier do you have any qualms?"
Luna shook her head. "After meeting her I can tell you isn't the usual breed, I will convince my sister it is for the best."
Integra nodded, pleased by the answer. "Tell me Seras, have you ever heard of an organization called Hellsing?"
Seras thought back toward all of the lectures that Command Wildhoof had given them about the different organizations that they might run into during their work, but the name Hellsing didn't ring any bells in her head, all she knew was that the stallion named Walter had told her this was their home. "No, I haven't ma'am."
"There is good reason for that, Hellsing is a shadow organization that works under the cover of darkness to battle threats that would devour the entire world and make it their plaything given the chance. Forces of Darkness and their cults, demons from deep in the depths of Tartarus, and of course, vampires" Integra took a pause to let her words set in. "We are fully funded by both Luna and her sister, given the best materials and soldiers to accomplish our goals. But we work in complete secret, if the normal population learned of the threat that they face then there would be panic and chaos throughout the land, the perfect environment for the creatures of dark to make a plaything of the mortal world. "
The mare had to take a second to let it sink in before a question came to her mind. "What about the other events throughout the past few years?" she reflected on all of the awful events that had happened lately. "Like Nightmare Moon, or Discord, or that awful business with Tirek?"
Luna winced at the mention of Nightmare Moon, but stayed silent.
"Not our concerns" Integra said coldly. "If it was truly needed Hellsing would have stepped from the shadows and laid those foes to rest, but there are others who were more than able to handle it"
Finally Seras came to the question that had must dug into her mind. "So…what does this all mean for me?"
"You have two choices" Integra pushed away her glass and looked straight into the mare's eyes. "You can join Hellsing and become a vampire who slays other vampires, or allow us to end what was began in that forest before Alucard intervened."
Seras blinked at the cold ultimatum that had been given to her. It only took a moment for her to decide through. "I will join Hellsing, I
want to make sure that nothing like what happened to me ever happens again, nopony deserves that"
Luna gave a smile and stood up. "With that done I shall take my leave then, my best wishes to you young Seras Victoria, and may you find happiness in your new life" the Alicorn's body glowed purple for a moment before disappearing.
Integra looked at Seras for a moment before speaking. "Now then, lets discuss your future arrangements"
Seras nodded, ready for whatever came next. After all, with having become a vampire and joining a secret group what else could possibly surprise her?
Luna stepped through the glass and canceled the spell. "Thank you for your service my valiant guard"
The two Bat Ponies gave tired nods of their heads, obviously exerted from the effort of holding the portal open. "May we ask where you were?" one of them boldly asked.
"It is of little importance, certainly not something to worry about little ones" she walked through the door and smiled. "Through if we could keep this just between us it would be most appreciated."
The guards nodded their heads, willing to put aside their worries at the orders of the Princess. As they stepped through the doorway their eyes suddenly took on a glassy quality, almost as if they were in a trance.
"You were both watching over me as I took a nap in one of the common rooms, if anyone asks that is what you will tell them, do you understand?" the two nodded and eventually broke free of their trance. "Thank you for that, you may both take a day of rest."
The guards nodded and began to walk away, whispering about how Luna should get more sleep during the day and how they worried.
Luna gave a deep sigh and shook her head. "A necessary evil, still lesser than the real thing" she turned toward her sisters chambers, already prepared for a night of argument between the two.
When it rained in Manehattan it tended to pour for hours on end, rain not letting up for entire nights and days until the clouds had finally emptied their payloads onto the ground. Peagsi throughout the years had done their best to combat the sudden and massive rainstorms, but after enough failed attempts and injured wings the ponies of the city had just learned to deal with the occasional downpour with their usual grumbling and muttered curses.
However not even this dreadful rain was able to dampen the spirits of one family, for this was a very special day for them. A young colt and his father sat on their couch, reading an adventure novel and the newspaper respectively while waiting. Eventually a knock on the door rang out and both of them jumped up, large smiles on their faces.
The two of them almost ran toward the door and opened it up, revealing a mare with a syringe on her flank and a smile on her face. "I'm home!" she said, hugging both her husband and child in her hooves and holding them against her.
The family held each other in silence for a few moments, simply enjoying the presence of one another for a few minutes before finally breaking apart and laughing a bit.
"So dear how was your trip?" her husband asked, taking the umbrella his wife had by her side and placing it on the coatrack, not minding the drop of water falling onto the carpet. He was too happy to notice something as small as that.
"Yeah Mom did you help all the sick ponies?" the son looked up to his mom with wide and innocent eyes, the same look of admiration a child might give a super hero.
She laughed a bit and played with her son's mane. "Oh yes, there wasn't a sick person left in the entire town when I was done."
"That is so cool!" he jumped up a bit. "Oh Mom I made some pictures in class, do you want to see them, do you?"
The mare giggled and nodded. "Of course I do honey, go and get them so mommy can see them."
The colt darted off, leaving the couple alone in the living room. For a moment they just stood looking into each other's eyes before the stallion stepped forward and rubbed his cheek against his wives. "I missed you so much" he said with a soft smile, placing a small kiss on her lips.
"And you know I missed you too" the kiss was quickly returned and the two simply enjoyed being back in the same house for a moment.
"Ewwww come on dad she just got here don't be all googly eyes at her already" their son came into the room with a few papers between his teeth, walking over to his mom and putting them down in front of her.
"I will remember that when you get a special somepony in the future" his father said with a grin.
The colt shivered a bit. "Come on dad, girls are icky and have cooties and stuff"
The two parents laughed at their sons antics and his mother went through the pictures. "These are very good, I think we might have the start of a great artist here." The pictures were what one might expect of a young child, mostly scribbles that looked just enough like a pony to make some sense. "We should put one of these up on the fridge, which one would you like to go up dear?"
The young colt picked up a picture that had three poorly drawn ponies on it, two big ones and a small little pony. Above each one was a word. Me, Mommy, and Daddy. "This one!" he exclaimed.
The mare reached down and took it into her mouth and walked into the kitchen, putting it up on the fridge with a small magnet and smiling down at her son.
The father nodded in approval and turned toward the colt. "Okay you should go wash up, dinner will be ready in a few minutes and you wouldn't want to get the table dirty again."
The young colt sighed dramaticly. "Buuuuut daaaaaad…."
"Listen to your father sweetie." The mare kissed her one on the top of his head. "Go wash up."
The colt gave a grunt in response and walked back toward the washroom, clearly not wanting to leave his parents in the living room but also knowing that he had to wash up.
The couple shook their heads at their childs antics before setting up the table for their dinner. "So did you do anything exciting on your trip?"
The mare shook her head in the negative. "All my time was spent helping those afflicted by the disease. It was so awful, most were so sick they couldn't even get out of their beds."
The stallion nodded a bit, knowing his wifes sorrow. He had been a nurse before they had their child, but had stopped in order to raise their young colt. They had been right next to each other through some of the worst illnesses that had plagued ponies all around. The memories of the hospitals and places they went would stay with him for a long time. "Listen I know we both want to have one of us here to raise our son, but if you need me to come back…"
Before he could continue there was a knock on the door, causing both of the ponies to look to each other in confusion. Neither had been expecting guests tonight. The stallion made his way toward the door and looked through the small glass orb that would allow him to see what was on the other side.
Sitting out in the rain were two shivering figures covered by raincoats, surrounded by the pouring rain. "Is anyone there?" one of the figures asked in a masculine tone. "We were trying to walk home but there was a flood on our street and we can't get to our homes, could we come in until the rain passes up?"
The stallion paused for a moment before unlocking the door. He knew how horrible it could be to get stuck outside in this weather, and he didn't want to leave the two to suffer out there. "Opening the door" he said, warning the two so he could push it open.
"Please come i…" before the pony could finish a knife flew out and sliced open his neck, letting a quick stream of blood to pour from it. The pony who had stood in front of the door lifted a hoof and slammed it into the stallion, throwing him across the room and into the wall on the other side.
"Honey what was…" the mare came out and froze as she saw her husband's corpse crumpled up on the ground. "What…"
The second pony moved like a blur toward the mare, pushing her head forward and taking her neck between its teeth and pulling back, ripping a large chunk of flesh from her neck and spraying the raincoat that covered the figure in a spray of crimson blood. The mare fell over, twitching a bit before death finally claimed her. The second figure dipped her head and began to drink the blood from the ground, lapping it up with its tongue.
"Fuck…" the first figure's hood pulled back and revealed a blue furred stallion with a short yellow mane, a short goatee of the same color, and pure red eyes surrounding two black pupils. "Seeing you lap up that blood makes my cock hard as a spear Maria"
The second figures hood was pulled down as well, revealing a green coat of fur, a purple mane and a spiral horn on the top of her head. The mare's eyes were the same color as the stallions, and when she smiled, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. "What are you waiting for then Marco, come over here and mount me on top of this corpse, I want to lap up its blood while you pound me from behind."
The stallion didn't need to be asked twice, quickly moving toward the mare and preparing to make that wish a reality.
"Mom…Dad!" the young colt entered the room and his eyes became the size of plates as he saw his parents blood and corpses on the ground.
"Aw the fuck is this?" the stallion named Marco asked, scratching his goatee and looked at the colt.
"Wait Marco" the mare walked over to the young colt and looked into his eyes. "You are scared aren't you little one?"
The colt couldn't speak, his throat seized by fear of the two people standing in his new blood soaked house.
"Do you like art?" the mare asked with an innocent smile, lips hiding her fangs easily.
A fearful nod in the positive came from the colt, who looked up to the two of them with a shivering body.
"Good, Marco, lets show him our newest piece" Maria smirked back at the stallion.
Marco nodded and lifted a hoof before a deep purple energy surrounded the two corpses and lifting them into the air, followed by a knife which began to carve into them, letting various intestines to come out of their bodies and wrap around their necks, attaching to the roof.
The colt let out a thin stream of hot liquid between his legs as he watched the scene in utter horror. Finally a scream managed to come through his mouth, but was quickly silenced by the fangs of Maria biting into his face and ripping through most of the colts face, spilling forth blood and bits of brain matter onto the floor as Maria began to chomp on her meal. "Fucking virgin blood is the best shit on in the world." Before she could continue a sudden pressure pushed against her from behind, and when she turned she saw Marco mounting her.
"Can't fucking hold back, you biting into that colts face just got me rock hard, just imagine all we can do with it" he began to move and Maria began to moan, lapping the blood from the fallen colt, all drowned out by the pouring rain outside.