Humans Meet Ponies

by TwiPON3

25: A (Literal) Fresh Start

After a day of God-knows-what, everyone went back to Seth's, but Sunset had a lot to think about, so she decided to walk it off. That night. Big problem.

"Seth, Twilight? I'm gonna go take a walk."
"A'ight."
"Is something bothering you?"
"Nah, just wanted to go and get some fresh air. Say, which way is Canterlot again?"
"When you get to the end of the Cul-de-sac, right for about five miles, then the right half of the fork becomes 12^TH Avenue Northeast."
"Thanks," I said, grabbing my phone. When I got upstairs and grabbed the doorknob, though, I had a strange urge to do something kind of weird, but not at the same time.
Last night, Seth said that he used to keep his phone in a Ziploc bag in his underwear. Maybe it wouldn't hurt if I did that, too. There WERE some pretty pissed-off people at school this week.
I did just that.
Thank GOD that nobody saw me.
"Okay, Shimmer," I said to myself as I began to the fork from the cul-de-sac, "The 'anon-a-miss' thing on MyStable has already passed over. Those rapscallions," I took a second to laugh at what I had called the crusaders, "made a post on the blog, so I should be in the clear. Everything I did to Momma, she could never stay mad at--Whuh!?"
I was pulled into several dark bushes and was beaten several times by several fists and possibly a nine-iron.
"Not so tough now, huh Anon-a-miss?" Gilda's voice taunted.
One more hit and I was out.

I woke up blindfolded, gagged, hands and feet tied together behind my back and some kind of something on my mouth.
"Mmph!"
"Can it, ya little fuck!" Gilda's voice said, "You're gonna PAY for what you did, Anon-a-miss!"
Please, no!
"Shut the hell up!!" another voice said as my blindfold came off. He had a glowing branding iron in the shape of my cutie mark, "Your ass," he said as a bullet grazed me, "is gonna die!"
I was beat again.
Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! I can't feel my legs! My body's numb! Fuck!
The branding iron was held to my face for ten agonizing seconds. My right cheek.
DAMN!!!!!
I blacked in and out several times before coming back one last time. I couldn't make out any voices.
Why?
The only things that I could feel at all below my neck were my arms. I blacked out one last time.

Twilight's phone rang.

Skype: Sunset Shimmer

"Guys, it's Sunset," she said, answering the phone.
All she got was about ten seconds of screaming, beating, and swearing.
"Can you trace this call, Seth?"
"Skype or AT&T?"
"Skype."
"Fuck yeah," I said, grabbing my phone and plugging it into my Panasonic Toughbook CF30.
"Got it?"
"Oh shit."
"What?" Lemon asked, "What is it?"
"Call a damn ambulance! We need to get to 428 Industrial Road South! Now!" I said, grabbing the keys to my Mercedes-Benz and running up to the garage.
Lemon called an ambulance, and soon, all four cars had left from the house.
"What do you think happened?" Indigo said as she and Lemon jumped into my station wagon.
"Something badshit terrible."
Fourty-five minutes later at 97 miles per hour and we were at a factory. No ambulance, and all that was there was a mangled Sunset, BARELY clinging to life. Sugarcoat's Tahoe was able to binge on about 200, so she drove Sunset to the ER.

Everything was happening so fast.
"I'm sorry, Miss Luna, but we don't have a Ms Sunset Shimmer on file."
"What the FUCK does thine mean!? We have lost our mother over a THOUSAND years ago when we were only a filly! And thou dare speaketh to us in thine manner!?
"Miss, I'm not sure what your religion is, but I assure you: someone is on their way to the hospital right now via personal escort. Patient confidentiality laws prevent me from knowing any details, but if I did, I would tell them to you, seeing as how you're blood-kin."
"Get the fuck outta mah way!" Seth yelled as he ran through the infirmary with a stretcher holding a covered body, the other humans following.
"We have a room ready for Ms Solaire, 109."
I switched over to my equine form and began to gallop as fast as I could, searching for 109. 'Tia, Discord, Twilight, and Sour Sweet followed, just as fast.
"Don't you die on us!" I heard the human Rainbow Dash yell.
Celestia tried opening the door, but it was locked.
"FUCK!"
I raised a hoof and began to pound on the door as loud as alicornily possible. Seth opened it.
"Not good," he said, a morbid look on his face.

I opened the door at the pounding of horseshoes.
"Not good."
"She's going to be paralized from her bust down, assuming she even makes it through the night. She will also have no use of her hands, and, because of the head trauma, she will be mentally disabled."
"MY BABY!!!" Celestia collapsed onto the floor.
"Her expected lifespan is four days, Ms Solaire."
The only thing from keeping me crying was my boiling anger to hunt down everyone who did this and murder them. Slowly and painfully.
*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...*
"She's gone."
That didn't help matters. Everyone in the room was crying, and I was using every bit of my self-control not to try and hunt down who did this. I was visibly in full-attack mode, so the nurses were scared of me.
If only she was still alive, I might be able to get some feedback and kill those bastards. Or at LEAST show them what for and tear them a new one.
Midnight, who was very much emotional, but not devastated, asked me to do something very uncomfortable.
"Seth?"
"What the fuck!?" I snapped back at her.
"Can you... b-br-brin-bring her back?"
I was still in attack mode, but hugged her as she started crying.
"Midnight," I said, stroking her hair like an older brother would to his younger sister, "Sunset is like my family now. Of course I will. I mean, fuck it. I'd even try to bring you back, as terrible as you can be. We need you and her both."
She tried to say "Thank you", but all she could do was cry and hold me tighter.
"I get the message. You're welcome. But I need you to let go if you want me to be able to do this."
She nodded and laid down on the floor.
"Guys," I said, "I'm gonna try something."
Rainbow and Applejack moved from the head of her bed, so I bit down on her jugular and began to drink.
Sweet Jesus in heaven, I hope this works!
Her throat was cold and dead-feeling. Complete lifelessness consumed her body.
"WHAT'RE YA DOIN'!?"
I put the back of my hand to her forehead.
"THAT'S REPULSIVE, DARLING! PLEASE QUIT!!!"
I felt something.
Warmth!
"Please stop..." the nurse gagged, "doing that," she gagged again, "to Miss Sunset Solaire!" she vomited.
I released my bite and lapped at the wound for a few seconds to make sure it was through bleeding, though I didn't take my hand off of her head.
"What was that!?" Sunny asked.
"My attempt at bringing her back to the living," I said, noticing the nurse had collapsed into a puddle of her own vomit and snot.
"Ungh," Sunset moaned.
"This ain't the time fer ya ta be amakin' sounds ta get her blood offa yer tongue!"
"It's her."
She stood back up and cleaned her face off some and noticed her fingers moving a little, then her chest rising and falling, then she woke up.
"How the...?"
She opened her eyes, revealing that they had changed color from a moderate cyan to an almost hungry shade of crimson, along with vertical pupils.
"What'sh... going on here?"
She had a pair of fangs that she learned to talk around rather quickly.
"Where am I?" she said, stretching out as best she could in front of the doctor in the hall that gave the report to the nurse.
"This is scientifically and medically impossible!!!!!"
Celestia was startled and jumped back up and ran back over to her daughter, then took a look at her, "My baby! You're a... a..."
"Just say it!"

Okay, there is a NEW surge of power going through my body, and I DON'T know what it is.
I moaned as I heard some voices, then I moved a few of my fingers.
This is weird. I've spent all of this time trying to fix something, but now it may have just gone down the crapper.
I opened my eyes once the voices became clear.
"What the...?" a nurse in the room asked.
I immediately knew something was different about myself because I had a sudden blood lust and that I could swear something was going on with my eyes because I had somewhat-better top-and-bottom peripheral vision than before.
"What'sh... going on?"
There were two things in my mouth.
They're sharp.
"What am I?" I asked as I stretched out the best I could in that bed, and some of my bones cracked.
"This is scientifically and medically impossible!!!!!"
Mom, after being startled and ran over to me, seemed scared of me, "You're a... a..."
"Just say it!"
"I don't know."
Seth walked over to me, and his face said it all: fangs, crimson eyes, vertical pupils, and a bloodstain on his mouth.
Okay. I don't know if this is good, or bad.
"What did you do?"
"You were beaten so badly that you died here in the hospital, so I bit down on your throat and began to suck your blood while I held the back of my hand to your forehead until I felt it get warm and I felt some kinda pulse go by where I bit you. When it came back enough, I licked off the mess."
I had never been scared like that in my life.
"Wow. So, I'm a-"
"Vampire," he said as I got up.
I was in my clothes from last night, but they weren't torn or bloody anymore.
"Dr Heartbeat!!" the nurse called. Evidently, he was really punctual, so he came into the room as fast as possible.
"That death certificate you signed on Miss Sunset Solaire, she... I don't know how to put it! She's... the only things are the brand marks!"
He looked back and forth at a clipboard, a sheet of paper, and me.
"Just, concentrate on healing the brand marks, and they'll be gone."
I looked at my hands, revealing two more brands, then smiled, "I think I kinda like 'em."
I noticed Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie curled up in the corner, on the floor. Pinkie was comforting her.
"Sunset?" Pinkie said, her hair inflating back to it's usual afro-style.
"Fluttershy?" I said, literally picking her up off of the floor with ease, "I'm back."
All she did was stammer.
"What's wrong," I said, putting her down. I felt my eyes return to normal and my fangs retract.
"Please don't drink me!"
"What? No! I'd never do that!"
She just stammered some more.
"Let's go back," Seth said.
The ride back was... awkward.... to say the least. We all just went to sleep when we got back and tried to forget what had happened.