The Prologue of A Story on It's way: Bloody Tears

Vinyl Scratch was running. Running for her life, half blind, in the dark, and without know where she was running to. Her heart pounded in her chest an throat, fear clouding her senses as tears clouded the other half of her vision. As she blinked the tears from her one eye and blood from the other, she heard shouts behind her.

"Get her! That slut doesn't deserve to live!!" A stallion with a raspy voice shouts back at two others who ran behind him. Vinyl's tears of fear began turning into tears of pure rage. They had never to call her the slut! She brings her hooves to a halt and whips around to face the trio. Why was she the one running in fear? She was the one with immortal power! These stallions were nothing, these stallions that had beaten her around and raped her, and she'd make them pay.

The stallions slowed their pace, the leader of the group grinning widely as they stood only a few feet apart from one another. His to partners grins grew as they came to a halt behind their leader. Vinyl pants, not because she was worn out, but because she wanted them to think she was, and it worked.

"Ah, all worn out you little mare?" The leader purrs. Vinyl doesn't respond, and after a few seconds, the stallion chuckles. "All you mares are the same, they'll do anything to get a bit of cock in their lives and then run away." He was circling her now, his eyes trailing over her flank. Vinyl didn't let her eyes leave him, with a flick of her tail she growls lowly.

"Back off, you don't want to fuck with me," She warns coldly. He chuckles darkly.

"Oh but I already have," he grins and licks his lips slowly. He lifts her chin with his hoof. "And I don't regret it," He purrs coolly. Vinyl grabs his hoof and slams him to the ground, flashing a set of her own dagger-like fangs. As his two partners split and ran in terror, the stallion pinned to the cold, wet ground surprised Vinyl as he laughed. Vinyl blinked, taken aback. The stallion grins more. "Oh aren't you just a treat?" He purrs. Before she knew it, Vinyl was the one on the ground, facing her captor. He slips her electric blue mane out of the way to reveal her wounded, blood soaked, shut eye.

"Seems you're a bit tougher than I thought," He concludes. Vinyl huffs. "No matter, I'm still very much tougher than you," He purrs, pressing his muzzle to hers. "And might I even add that your sent is sweeter than any I've encountered thus far," He adds. Vinyl growls and struggles from under him.

"Let me go you jackass!!!" She yells. He chuckles darkly.

"Oh come now, don't be like that," He purrs. Checking and imaginary watch on his wrist he looks back down at Vinyl. "But lucky you I have someplace to be," He says. "Bye, for now." He steps from off of Vinyl and races away. Vinyl huffs and stands on her hooves, trembling. She hadn't expected that... Not even for a moment.