"At this point in time, my research on the Gorgony has resulted in a stalemate. Even after encountering one of these creatures first hand, I only know what the myths have to say about them. They appear to be some sort of mutation of pony, that occurs only in mares. How this mutation originally occurred is unknown with the only hint to an answer being the myth proposed by Humorous Creek about four hundred years ago.
All I have discovered so far is their affinity for 'sculpting' statues and their hatred of mirrors."-Star Swirl the Bearded, quoted from his book, The Blood of Beasts - Part One
Fluttershy watched as a figure stepped out of the shadows toward her. A rattling sound seemed to emanate from the pony as she drew closer.
"But of course you already know that don't you?" Madam Scales said as she stepped forward, "Vampony!"
Madam Scales removed her mask and Fluttershy immediately averted her eyes as soon as she saw something slithering from underneath the hoodie. With the mask discarded onto the floor, Scales pulled back her hood revealing her mane consisting of long, slithering serpents. Next to her temples were what appeared to be two rattlesnake tails, which emerged from the writhing mass of her slithering mane. Their violet scales framing the mare's pale gray coat.
Instead of having a tail like a normal pony, her tail was also comprised of various serpentine heads. The Cutie Mark on her flank was that of three sculpted faces connected by the bodies of intertwining snakes. Her turquoise, serpentine eyes gazed over the filly shaped Fluttershy in the center of the room.
"I suppose you know what I am?" Scales chuckled as she advanced slowly toward Fluttershy.
"You’re a gorgony." Fluttershy said, keeping an eye on Scales' body, not looking into the its eyes. By keeping her vision on Scales’ frame she could easily estimate the gorgony’s body movements and adjust her gaze to know where Scales was without looking at her face. Smiling, the gorgony slowly advanced toward Fluttershy like a timberwolf preparing to pounce on a poor, helpless rabbit.
The sound of hissing and rattling grew louder, "Was it that obvious?"
Both of them began to move in a circular motion, not letting the other get behind them.
"It wasn't hard," Fluttershy answered, "not very many artist have a habit for sculpting grim statues or possess masks in order to hide their faces from the mirror."
There were two major facts, Fluttershy knew about gorgonies. The first was that by gazing into their eyes one would be turned to stone. The other was that they often viewed themselves as hideous and would generally cover their faces with a mask in case the were to come across a mirror or any other reflective surface. The mask would conceal their face, making it easier for them to avoid screaming or lashing out at the reflective surface.
Scales growled, "I see. So you must have heard about me from that other vampony, I meet in the gallery earlier today. He and his marefriend make a lovely pair. It is a shame it will never work out!"
Three serpentine heads lunged forward snapping at Fluttershy as she dodged the attack. Using a vampiric ability she had learned a decade ago, Fluttershy performed what she knew as a shadow dodge, a move where the vampony would mysteriously disappear into a power of smoke only to appear in another puff of smoke some distance away. The statue of the stallion in the suit shattered from the attack.
"What did you do?" Fluttershy growled as she landed to Scales' right. The gorgony glanced over her shoulder to look at Fluttershy, her serpentine hair hissing.
The gorgony giggled, "I merely shared the blessing of my kind with her."
Another statue was destroyed, as more of Scales' snakes shot forward trying to snag Fluttershy as she dodged.
Discord sat in the void playing a bizarre version of chess with a creature with the body of a pony but instead of having a pony head it had some weird sort of slimy goop that moved in the fashion of a lava lamp. Floating inside the slime was what appeared to be eyeballs with fins.
The room appeared to be upside down with only a few windows revealing the crazy world outside. Bouncing around inside were various boxes that would change into the shapes of different objects before eventually returning to the box form. Outside, a herd of creatures which appeared to be reverse mermares could be seen chasing a butterfly. Five seconds later the butterfly exploded in a flash of orange and blue.
As they played, the two of them moved chess pieces composed of small diamond dogs and vampire fruit bats, all of which trembled in fear whenever they were moved. The board itself seemed to move with black squares of obsidian rock swapping places with white squares made of cotton candy. The diamond dogs would groan in annoyance whenever they made contact with the sugary surface.
The two of them were had been playing this game ever since Fluttershy had left. That was nine thousand three hundred seventy two games ago and now Discord was starting to worry.
"I wonder what is taking her so long," Discord said moving a piece, "how long can it take to warn some pony?"
While Fluttershy as a vampony was more than capable of taking care of herself, she had suffered severe damage from the recent hunter attack, that had resulted in her healing into a less powerful form. Would she be able to take care of herself in such a small form?
Outside the window, the same herd of reverse mermares were fleeing from an oversized chicken with the wings of a tiny moth. Their mouths gulping for air almost in a screaming manner as the ran away from the chicken monstrosity.
"Blub. Blub. Blub. Blub." The lava lamp creature said as it moved a screaming vampire fruit bat to another square.
Discord nodded moving another squealing puzzle piece, "Yes, I suppose you are right, Horshlegoth. I do need to have more faith in Fluttershy's abilities. I can wait until after another thousand games before checking in on her."
Thus Discord and Horshlegoth resumed their game.
At this point in time, the casualties were five statues and three masks. One such statue being of a pony dressed in mafia attire met a sudden demise. Well, if anything was going to be destroyed, Fluttershy would have it be these lifeless statues then her small frame. The vampony and the gorgony continued to fight on.
"So you're trying to turn Wind's friend into one of your kind." Fluttershy growled as she walked through the debris of a statue she had been flung through, "How cruel can you be?"
"Now dear, that isn't fair." The gorgony hissed, "Surely you know that most relationships between a vampony and a normal one never work out. Eventually his thirst will consume him and he will greedily devour her. I am merely giving her a means to protect herself. Providing her with a means to kill my enemy. Two birds and one stone." She cruelly laughed.
Fluttershy jumped back as one of Scale's snakes swung from the left side narrowly missing the vampony's neck. The snake let out a hiss as it flew by.
"It doesn't have to be like that!" Fluttershy shouted, "If he can maintain his thirst then both of them can live happily together!"
There was some truth to the Fluttershy's statement. They could live together peacefully, but due to Wind now being undead there was no chance that the two of them could ever have any offspring of their own. Also unless Wind turned her into a vampony like him, she would eventually die, leaving him forever alone.
"Even if such a thing were true," Scales growled, "why should I allow a vampony to be happy? Your kind is a blight upon this world. A blight my kind is determined to squelch!"
"Why has your kind returned?" Fluttershy asked dodging another attack from four snakes that swung in from both sides.
"Because 'he' is returning and we can feel 'his' energy." The gorgon roared, "Equestria was almost lost because of 'him.' We will not let his offspring revive 'him.' Thus all vamponies must be destroyed before it is too late!"
Him? Wait did she mean the Count? No, she couldn't be!
Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub.
Fancy lighting effects flashed throughout the night club. Ponies danced to the loud music being projected by the DJ on stage. The speaker's vibrating to the rhythm of the music. The DJ was a young stallion named Drama Jockey, and he was the youngest soon of the original DJ pony, Vinyl Scratch.
Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub.
The scent of the blood pumping through the ponies veins filled Pinkie's nostrils as she walked among the crowd of dancing ponies. It was she that owned "The Pink Letter" night club. It was this underground night club that was Pinkie Pie's new home. As long as the blood flowed she could host parties every night for ponies and vamponies alike.
However, no pony would have guess that she was once the Element of Laughter. Becoming a vampony had changed her Cutie Mark turning it into three blacken balloons with outstretched wings and red eyes. Her eyes too had turned red. Pinkie had consciously made the decision to have her mane straightened and to have a blue highlight dyed in her mane outline where her mane served as a certain for her eyes. On her legs she wore stockings that possessed blue and black strips. Her left ear had a three silver piercings.
She had even abandoned her old name for another. Very few knew her old name and very few were allowed to speak it.
Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub. Dwub.
Eventually Pinkie Pie made her way to a door in the back of the room, this was where the pony portion of the club ended and the vampony portion began. The only reason a normal pony would be past these doors would be if they were deemed special, food or both. In front of the door was a guard, a gray stallion wearing black sunglasses.
"Miss P." The guard whispered, "It would seem you have a visitor waiting for you."
Pinkie Pie nodded happily, "Of course, I am sure I know who it is."
Stepping past the guard, Pinkie Pie walked up the stairs to the next area of the club. Reaching the next floor she walked along its length to the room at the very end. On this floor there were two way mirrors that looked out toward the dance floor and the party goers outside. Here the vamponies lounged drinking blood either by the bottle or by the veins of some pony they had hypnotized.
The eyes of the vamponies and their hypnotized victims glowed in unison, as the vamponies drank. Glowing green in the dim red lighting of the room. This method of feasting was allowed as long as the pony had enough blood to walk safely home. If a pony was found dead on the other hand, the vampony would have to pay a hefty price in order to continue to be welcomed back to the club. This was to pay for the disposal of the body and to clean up any mess left behind. However, most generally avoid doing this due to the steep price and the fact that those who had refused to pay were often never heard from again.
Walking past her clients, Pinkie made her way to her private room. The entrance itself was composed to two large metal doors with the image of balloons and bats engraved in the metal, with two metal rings serving as door handles. On each side of the door were two guards who both pulled the door open when they saw Pinkie draw near.
Once she was inside, the two guards closed the door behind her. The room looked almost like a fancy apartment only with a large amount of television screens on one wall showing all the security footage in the club. It also had been designed to the soundproofed so that it would be difficult for any intruders to sneak up on her, as well as make it difficult for anypony to hear the intruder's screams. In the living room surrounded by the screens was a glass table and a couple couches, one of which was occupied.
The vampony stood up revealing herself to be Rarity, the Element of Generosity. After her appointment with Twilight, Rarity had gone home to change into a red satin dress and a black shawl before coming to see Pinkie Pie. Seeing her friend almost made Pinkie's hair return to its original puffy form.
"Hey Rarity, how is it going?" Pinkie Pie asked bouncing over to her friend.
"Hello Pinkie," Rarity said, "I had some questions I wanted to ask you."
"Okai Doki," Pinkie answered as she walked over to the kitchen, "but first would you like something to drink? I have some fresh blood if you want."
Rarity shook her head, "Thanks dear but I am not thirsty right now."
"As you wish." Pinkie said opening the fridge and looking through its contents. Pleased to see a bottle of O+ blood, Pinkie pulled out the bottle and took a glass from the cabinet before sitting down in the couch across from Rarity. Sitting the glass down on the table in the center, Pinkie opened the bottle and filled her glass with its contents.
When it came to the flavor of blood it was O+ that Pinkie Pie enjoyed most. It was both free and yet restricted. Just like her.
Another thing she enjoyed to eat was blood pudding but that was merely because it reminded her of when she was much younger and could enjoy the taste of regular pudding.
Pinkie Pie took a sip of the blood before setting the glass down, "So what is it you needed to ask?"
"You know why Rainbow Dash is chasing Fluttershy right?"
"I believe so," Pinkie said holding a hoof to her head as she recalled the information, "she thinks Fluttershy bite Scootaloo and killed her. That was about thirty years ago. Certainly a long time to hold a grudge."
Rarity nodded, "Indeed, which is why I tried to do some research on a means of ending this dispute. Eventually, I determined that the best way to determine what happened was to examine the body. So I did some talking and arranged for Scootaloo's body to be dug up. You know what I found?"
"What?" Pinkie asked bouncing with curiosity.
"Nothing," Rarity answered, "the grave was empty."
"Just look at me and die already!" Scales growled as she lunged forward and hit Fluttershy in the side with a hoof. With the air knocked out of her, Fluttershy fled behind another statue. The statue of a hippogriff lay shattered upon the ground.
The battle had moved from the backroom into the exhibition room where hours earlier ponies had been examining Madam Scales sculptures. A statue that Fluttershy had been using as cover shattered, causing the vampony to flee behind a statue of a terrified looking mare with a cap. Despite her use of the shadow dodge, it was clear that the gorgony could calculate where Fluttershy was going.
As the statue shattered, Fluttershy was smacked hard in the chest by one of Scales' serpents. The taste of blood filled Fluttershy's mouth. This fight needed to end soon, but how?
Using her snake mane, Scales lifted up one of her statues and threw it at Fluttershy. Without a single ounce of energy, Fluttershy found herself being slammed into a wall. The statue shattering around her, making her breathing difficult.
"You vamponies are pathetic!" Scales hissed walking toward Fluttershy, "Without your hypnotic powers you are not a threat!"
While the statement was partially true, Fluttershy wasn't going to let it get to her. She did have one idea, however she doubted it would work? While the hypnotic abilities she gained as a vampony wouldn't work on the gorgony, would the stare work? Did she really have a choice?
Pulling herself out of the rubble, Fluttershy braced herself preparing for what was about to happen. With her eyes closed she lifted her head toward the gorgony and slowly opened her eyes.
"Yes, DIE!!!" The gorgony yelled as she charged toward Fluttershy, however as soon as their eyes made contact it wasn’t the vampony that turned to stone but instead Scales found herself paralyzed by Fluttershy's gaze.
'What is this?' Scales thought as she was unable to move and her heart was filled with terror. She felt like an animal being stared at by an apex predator.
Taking advantage of her shocked foe, Fluttershy lunged forward and headbutted Scales in the mouth, causing one of her fangs to fall out. In a daze, Scales stumbled back no longer affected by Fluttershy's stare. Feeling weak from the encounter and not feeling so sure of herself, the gorgony made her way to the backdoor. The sound of rattling tails drifted away.
"This isn't over vampony," Scales growled, "one of these days I will kill you!"
With the gorgony gone, Fluttershy moved forward and picked up the fang that was lying on the floor. If there was anyway to insure that Wondering Wind's friend didn't become a gorgony, this would be the key.
Weakly, Fluttershy lifted herself off the ground with her battered wings and flew through the skylight back out into the night sky. How much time had elapsed? Could it possibly be nearing sunrise. If so, she would need to be finding some place to hide. Perhaps Wondering Wind's place would do?
While she was there Fluttershy would also have to let Wondering Wind know about his friend’s predicament. Fluttershy pulled out the gorgony fang and examined it in her hoof. Thankfully there was still hope.
"WHAT!!!" Pinkie Pie's outburst was loud enough to strain Rarity's eardrums, "What do you mean it was empty!"
"Exactly that," Rarity answered rubbing her ears, "The coffin was opened and there was nothing inside. I even examined the coffin myself. There was no sign of there being a corpse anywhere inside. It was almost as if the coffin had been buried with no contents."
"But how could that be?" Pinkie said perplexed, "I remember seeing her in the coffin myself."
Rarity sat up from her chair, "I believe that it is possible that Scootaloo's coffin may have been removed, perhaps by somepony who desired to study her. A secondary coffin was then used to disguise the theft."
Pinkie wasn't pleased, "Why would anypony want Scootaloo's body?"
"Remember how Fluttershy was responsible for biting poor Scootaloo," Rarity had a slight grin, "who isn't to say that out of shame she didn't give Scootaloo some of her blood?"
Pacing the room, Pinkie Pie tried to consider the matter, "So you're suggesting that somepony took Scootaloo's body to study it, but why would her body be so important?"
"Because her body would have been going through the transition from a normal pony into a vampony," Rarity said standing up from her seat, "something that many Equestrian scientist would die to be able to observe and document."
"Where are you going?" Pinkie asked pointed to Rarity as she started to leave, "You can't just leave after telling me something as important as this!"
"That is all the information I can give you on the matter at this time dear," Rarity said as she walked to the door, "but be assured if I find out any more information you will be one of the first ponies I talk to."
With that said, Rarity stepped through the large doorway back into the club, leaving behind an annoyed Pinkie Pie. The party vampony paced contemplating what Rarity had told her. What purpose would anypony have of studying a pony in the middle of an embrace. A cure perhaps. No, if there was such a thing, Twilight probably would have discovered it by now.
Now that she was in a dark mood, Pinkie's crimson eyes shown brightly, her fangs were more apparent and her mane seemed to take on a thorny appearance.
Annoyed, Pinkie walked over to the intercom on the wall and pushed the button, "Butterscotch, bring me a cupcake immediately!"
After making her order on the intercom, Pinkie Pie sat down on one of the couches and waited. It didn't take long for the stallion known as Butterscotch to enter the room with a tray holding a cupcake with crimson frosting. Butterscotch was a unicorn stallion with a yellow coat and brown mane, his horn glowed a golden yellow as it held the plate. His crimson eyes were the only clue of his vampiric origin.
The stallion set the tray with the cupcake down on the glass table before leaving back through the double doors from which he came. Pinkie didn't touch the cupcake until she heard the door close shut. With Butterscotch gone, Pinkie began to nibble on the cupcake. The metallic taste of the frosting's contents brought warmth to Pinkie Pie's heart.
Why did things have to be so complicated? Even back when she was one of the Elements of Harmony, things weren't this complicated. Perhaps it was the fact that back then they were a team and maybe all the difficult tasks seemed so easy with the other elements backing them up.
Now due to Twilight's actions they had separated. Perhaps if she had told them about her fears. Perhaps if she had told them her intentions then maybe they could have talked her out of it. Perhaps they could have showed her that everything would be okai doki loki even when they were gone. Instead she kept her feelings to herself and now they were all stuck like this.
And now one of the main reasons two of her friends were fighting had suddenly just disappeared from the grave. What else could go wrong?
Contemplating the matter, Pinkie Pie licked what few crumbs had fallen from the cupcake off of her hooves. Sure it provided little nutritional value now due to her vampiric diet and the flavor was akin to sand, but old habits died hard and Pinkie didn't mind it. She then licked her lips clean of the blood laced frosting.
Wondering Wind was in the middle of a wonderful dream with him and Crystal Clover walking along the beach, when the sound of something knocking on the door awoke him. Who would be coming to his door this late in the evening? As he arose from his bed, Wind remembered a poem of an old poet that would fit the occasion, The Crow by Edge Peon. Though technically only the line of 'something knocking on his chamber door' really applied in this situation.
Walking to the door, Wind yawned before he opened it. His eyes widened as he saw that it was Fluttershy that stood before him. Her body was bruised and bloody and yet despite all of this she smiled up at him.
"Sorry," Fluttershy gave a weak smile, "I hope I'm not disturbing you. Is okay if I come in?"
Logically she didn't have to ask. She could simply command him to let her in if she truly desired to.
"Yes, please come in." Wind answered holding the door open for her. Fluttershy dragged her sore aching body through the doorway into Wind's apartment. Once inside, she walked into the living room and laid down on the couch.
Before closing the door, Wind noticed a package next to the door. Picking it up, Wind set the package down on the counter by the rest of his mail and closed the door.
As Fluttershy rested, Wind went into the kitchen and grabbed a packet of powdered blood, which he placed into a glass and filled with water. Judging by the amount in the box, he would have to contact Blood-Source to acquire some more later. Once the concoction was finished, Wind brought the glass out to the living room for Fluttershy to drink.
"Here have some of this." Wind said put the glass of blood before her. Graciously, Fluttershy took the glass and drank down the crimson liquid. From the audible gulping sounds, Wind could tell that she was very thirsty after whatever scuffle she had been involved in.
Once the glass was empty, Fluttershy placed it down on the table, before licking her lips clean of any residual blood, "Thank you, I really needed that."
"I could tell," Wind said picking up the glass and placing it into the sink to be washed, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Yes," Fluttershy replied as she rubbed her eyes, "but first there are some important things I need to discuss with you."
Wind sat down across from the vampony who sired him, "What do you need to tell me?"
"A long time ago all three of the pony tribes refused to get along..." Fluttershy stopped when she noticed that Wondering Wind had his hoof raised, "Yes, what is it?"
"I already know this." Wind said, "I learned about this when I was a young colt, about how three tribes hated each other and in order to survive discovered Equestria due to the plight from the Wendigo."
Fluttershy was quiet for a moment and then nodded, "Of course, how silly of me. For the sake of argument can you tell me why the three tribes united?"
"They realized that if they worked together they could make Equestria a great place for their kind and that the Wendigo would disappear." Wind said smiling at how he remembered the story.
"Yes," Fluttershy said nervously, "that is partially true."
"Partially!" Wind said surprised, "What do you mean partially!"
Fluttershy's eyes squinted making Wind feel uncomfortable, "What I mean is that the Wendigos were not the only reason the three tribes united."
"Wha... What was the other reason?" Wondering Wind asked leaning on the edge of his seat.
"The Count. The first vampony to step forward into our world." Fluttershy spoke, "A vampony so powerful that all those he sired could bear to stand before his might. Count Black Vein. While he desired to unify the pony tribes his intentions were to due it under the vampony curse. While vamponies would be serve at the top the rest would serve as livestock to be feed upon..."
"Wait!" Wind interrupted warranting a snarl from Fluttershy, "I... I just wanted to say that I don't understand how that could be possible. If such a threat existed why aren't there any stories documenting it?"
"That is largely because most consider Count Black Vein and his dominion to be a myth," Fluttershy answered, "and in all honesty that doesn't surprise me. Due to his immense power there were a lot of horrific things he did that most ponies would seek to discard as myth. Now if you are finished interrupting I would like to finish speaking."
Wondering Wind nodded making it clear that he was going to stop interrupting her. Once her eyes softened, Fluttershy continued, "The combination of both the Wendigos and the Count’s rise to power struck fear into the three pony tribes and it wasn't until they aligned themselves together and the Wendigos had dispersed that they were able to counter the vampony threat. However, the conflict was difficult for every soldier that fell before the Count's army arose a vampony in servitude to their new master. It was around this time that certain mares from each of the pony tribes started to take on various traits. They could turn anypony into stone so long as they made eye contact. With this new weapon, the pony tribes pressed forward using these mares as a weapon. Eventually the tribes would succeed in defeating the Count, however so much blood had been spilled in doing so. Victory was bittersweet. With the count defeated the mares returned to normal and slowly the world healed."
Finishing her tale, Fluttershy looked at Wind permitting him to speak.
"Okay, but why is that important for me to know?" Wind asked.
"Because you and your friend met one of these mares last night." Fluttershy answered, "Last night you came in contact with a gorgony."
Madam Scales walked silently through the streets of Manehattan, as she slowly made her way to the "Entry Way." Rats scurried along the alley feeling the power emanating from the gorgony. Annoyed by their presence, Scales glared at a few of the rats turning them into stone.
Reluctantly she had given up the battle against the vampony. Somehow that vampony's horrific stare had paralyzed her. How could any vampony be that powerful? Scales had defeated many vamponies in her lifetime and many of them had tried to use their hypnotic gaze upon her only to find themselves turned to stone. So how was this one able to inflict her with such dread without being turned to stone herself? No doubt, Scales would have to do some research on this vampony.
Reaching her destination, Madam Scales neared a part of the alley where the redbrick wall was discolored, the gorgony reached out a hoof and touched the wall. Speaking in a language long forgotten, the gorgony’s eyes and those of her serpentine hair began to glow a bright yellow. The snake heads moving in a rhythmic pattern. Soon the bricks began to move outward as they were pushed by long black vines with blue thorns. Once a space large enough for a pony was available, the vines began to move in a circular fashion, before creating a glowing green portal.
Scales’ chant stopped and her eyes returned to normal. Stepping forward, Scales walked into the portal. Someday, she would have her revenge. Once the gorgony had pass completely through the portal, the magic supporting the portal stopped and the vines withdrew, dragging the bricks back to their former place until there was no sign that they had ever existed.
Shot Glass lay on his bed looking up at the ceiling above. Something wasn't right? There was something wrong with Wondering Wind and Shot Glass could feel it. He could have sworn that Wind had blue eyes. Why were they now red? On top of that it seemed more often then not that Shot Glass had to order Wondering Wind to eat. Why was that?
What puzzled, Shot Glass was Crystal Clover's willingness to accept this. While Shot Glass knew that Wondering Wind liked Clover and vice versa, 'it didn't take rocket science to find that out.' the fact that Clover was so willing to accept it seemed off to him.
Something was off and Shot Glass could feel it. It was as if there was some coding that had been placed in the improper order and yet the program worked. There had to be a reason for all this but what? Sitting up from his bed, Shot Glass walked over to his computer.
The Changeling War had every pony on edge, despite Princess Twilight creating various security measures around Equestria to insure that any of the changelings sent by Queen Crysalis would have difficulty invading, there was always the fear that these security measures were only 100% efficient because the changeling's had already discovered a way to bypass them.
Was it possible that a changeling had replaced his friend? If Wondering Wind had indeed been replaced with a changeling, then Crystal Clover as well as the inhabitants of Manehattan were in danger.
The walls were an olive green with wooden trimming. Posters of various video games including: Pac-Mare, Super Pony World, and the Haunting of Cutie Mark Mansion, were attached to the walls with tacks. His bed had a wooden frame and was covered in sky blue bed sheets.
On the desk where his computer sat were various electronic device in different stages of disrepair and development. They all had a wires that allowed them to be attached to Shot Glasses smartpone if he needed them. The chair in front of the computer was an old office chair that Shot Glass had found in a back alley, which despite being old was in good, working condition.
Sitting at his desk, Shot Glass turned on his monitor and typed in the password: DrumR0LL495. Once the password was typed in Shot Glass's desktop popped up. The background image was that of a pink mare with long hair, lying in a provocative position in a field of glowing, red roses. Clicking on one of the icons on the desktop, Shot Glass started the coding program that he used.
As the green lines of code moved along the black background of the program, Shot Glass plugged one of his devices into the computer. Perhaps if he was able to bug Wondering Wind's apartment then he should be able to discover the truth. As the device was being programed, Shot Glass began to work on hacking into the security cameras of the apartment complex. The firewall hadn't been to difficult to bypass and it was easy for Shot Glass to install a backdoor for future observation.
A screen opened up on Wind's computer, showing the footage from the various different cameras around the apartment complex. Having been to Wondering Wind's apartment in the past, Shot Glass was able to find the camera that was observing the floor where Wind resided. While it wasn't a camera within Wind's room, it would have to do. Clicking another icon on his computer, Shot Glass opened up another program so that he could record the footage from the camera.
Shot Glass would discover the truth sooner or later.