Fluttershy
I was dying, I was sure of it.
Even though I didn’t have a heartbeat, somehow, someway, I was dying.
The last thing I remembered was walking through the forest with Twilight Sparkle, the unicorn that was lost. No, wait, she wasn’t lost. What was she doing in the woods, then?
I hadn’t been so close to a pony in years. I could smell her and hear her heartbeat. I felt like I was on the verge of losing control.
I tried to distract myself by asking questions, but then I ran out of questions to ask. There was a terrible pain in my stomach, and I was practically drooling. Running my tongue along my teeth made me aware of my fangs. There wasn’t a mirror anywhere, but I was certain that my eyes had turned red.
It couldn’t be that bad, could it? Just a little taste--
No! I won’t do it! I can’t! I won’t!...
I won’t…
My vision went black.
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Blood.
It was right under my nose. If I stuck out my tongue, I could probably taste it.
“Fluttershy?”
Huh?
“Fluttershy, can you hear me?”
Is that… Twilight?
“Fluttershy, you need to drink this. The fate of Equestria depends on your survival.”
The fate of Equestria…?
The blood was closer now. Something wooden was bumping against my muzzle. A cup…?
“Fluttershy, please…”
I stuck out my tongue. Sweet, tangy blood. Pony blood.
Before I could even think about my actions, I had sat up, fangs bared, hissing at Twilight and some zebra that was standing next to her. Twilight flinched, but thrusted the cup into my hooves before backing into a wall. Examining the contents of the cup, it was half filled with a red liquid. One sniff confirmed the identity of the substance. I gulped it down, streams running down my chin and neck.
When I was finished, I wiped my mouth with a hoof, smearing blood across my face. My disguise had long since been shed, and I flared out my bat wings in all their glory. My vision was tinted red. All I could think about was blood, and the two creatures standing before me were full of it. Hissing, I pounced on Twilight, pinning her to the ground. I could feel her struggle, but she was no match for my superior vampire strength.
Flashing a blood-stained grin, I leaned down and prepared to plunge my fangs into her soft, exposed neck…
Her big fear-filled eyes brought me back to reality. The horror of what I had almost done caused me to blink in surprise, then bring a hoof to my mouth to stifle my choked sobs as I climbed off of Twilight.
What had I done? What if I hadn’t stopped myself?
What if I killed Twilight?
I blocked the world out with my mane and wings. Rocking back and forth on the floor, crying, I could only think about one thing:
I could have killed her.