//------------------------------// // 2 Storytelling // Story: I Don't Bite... // by 2 Liter Leo //------------------------------// Obsidia had just ended her visit with me. Obsidia is one of the friends that give me the blood I need to survive, she is the earth pony. She is such a dark gray, it almost makes her completely black. Her coat has this almost impossible shine that makes it seem both glossy smooth and rough as a rock, at the same time making her a very strange pony to meet for the first time. I prepare to leave for the day, only to open the door to a very wounded Vinyl.”H-hey, do you have some blood I can use to help me heal these wounds?” “Wha-what happened to you?” I took in the sight of the battered mare on my porch. She had cuts along one side, half of her mouth had an unnatural droop and she was holding her left foreleg off the ground. “Ran into some trouble on the edge of Everfree, turns out your house was the closest one I could come to without getting into trouble.” “O-Okay. This way,”I manage to stammer out before leading her to where I store my vials of blood. What kind of trouble did she run into in there? I could only wonder how the fight went. I mean she survived, but did her opponents? “Thanks, that’s better,” Before my eyes, her wounds almost seem to reverse in time as they seal up and vanish as though they never happened, this is one of the things she taught me when I was a newborn acting like a five-year-old pony. “What dealt so much damage to you? I mean jeez I am surprised my carpet is spotless after you hobbled through here.” “A pack of timberwolves have been destroying the crop at Sweet Apple Acres’” She took a swing for one of the vials I gave her,”I was sent to investigate why there were doing it and where they were hiding out. I was waiting in a tree for them to show up, only no timberwolves showed up.” “What showed up?” I ask enthusiastically before receiving a stare that said ‘shut up and don’t interrupt me again’ from the mare across from me. “Another vampony, one that knew which tree I was in, before I could react I heard them give the command ‘kill’ right before I was swarmed by the wolves made of wood.” “Why would a vampony want to destroy the crop at Sweet Apple Acres?” “I think they have been hired by a rival farm, or somepony holding a serious grudge.” “Why do you think they were hired? And not just acting freely?” “I have met this one before, she will do anything for some bits, and I mean anything. Heck, she was the cause of you becoming a vampony.” “Wait. What? I was attacked by a bear, not a vampony. How was a vampony responsible for me being attacked by a bear? “This particular one has a way with animals, almost like Fluttershy. And, no she is not Fluttershy.” She replied in such a way I swear could read my mind sometimes. “Then what do we do? I mean she is a strong vampony, based on what I have heard from you.” “Nothing, we sit this one out.”She gave a relaxed sigh closed her eyes and shifted into a more comfortable position. “Why?” “Just like you said, she is too strong” She sounded way too easily defeated. “But what about the ponies living near Sweet Apple Acres? Won’t they be at risk?” “I said we will sit this one out. I didn’t say where.” That cocky sneer, this was going to be fun. Did I mention that we don’t burn in the sun, well we kind of don’t burn as long as we have recently had some blood enter our stomachs. If we haven’t had any blood recently we do burn, fast. We get turned to ash in seconds.