I Don't Bite...

by 2 Liter Leo


8 Home Intruder

(Well Read)

“W..w..why are you here?” I somehow managed to get out of my startled body.

“It’s simple, my little pony, I want to have a little chat with the little thorn in the side of my superior's plans...¨ She said while grabbing a vial from my cabinet and taking a seat at my table. Taking a look at me, she said, “Either you take a seat willingly or I will force you, your choice.” She waved a hoof toward the other chair while taking a drink.

Picking up what was left of the vial I had been preparing, I took a seat and asked, “Why me? Why not Vinyl, or as you call her; Bass? You know, the pony who made me.”

“We will talk about that later.” Darn it, I want answers, not questions. I brought my drink to my lips to hide my frustration at her reply, “First, I need to know what you are planning.”

I lowered my drink, legitimately confused, “Planning? What do you mean?”

She placed a hoof on my table and gave me a stern look, “Your actions against me have not been very strong. In fact, the last five didn’t have any vampires there.” She waved a hoof in the air while rolling her eyes, “My superiors have been pushing me to find out what big threat to their plans you are planning. So, what have you and Bass been up to?”

Should I tell her? She will not believe any of it, and if she does it just lets her know that I have an ability, “Training, that is your big threat, me still learning to be a vampire alongside my spawn. Happy?” The straight face I gave her told her everything, I was not lying to her.

“What? You are still learning? How?” She threw her hooves up in an exasperated motion, “You were changed a year ago, you should be fully educated. What are you still learning?” She’s Baffled, that feels good.

“My ability. I still need to learn how to use it” I am getting a feeling of being lesser than her, I mean she already has mastered her ability.

She took a drink from her chosen vile and began, “Ah, your ability. What is yours? I have been curious…” That smile showed true interest, a very dark interest but interest nonetheless.

“Well, it is complicated. I don’t even understand it fully myself. You saw that race earlier today, right?” I decided to take a drink while she was replying.

“Yeah, you raced that pegasus, what does that have to do with your ability?”

“That was a test, a test of what I was capable of after two weeks of pegasus blood?”

Her confusion was getting adorable, reminding me of how I reacted to learning about the abilities of certain vampires, “How was that a test? Why pegasus blood?”

“I guess I should explain that blood part right? You seem to be a little caught on it.”

“Yes, how does blood have anything to do with your ability to fly?” I simply told her how I found out about my ability, with the vial and the green aura, “So you’re telling me that you can use magic, like a unicorn? But only if you have been drinking a unicorn’s blood for a while?”

“Yes, I have been drinking pegasus blood for about two weeks, that’s what the race was for. To see how fast, long, and hard I could fly. The best choice to not only keep note of how I was doing mid-flight while also pushing me was Rainbow Dash, one of if not the fastest flyer in Equestria” She sat there thinking then simply took one last sip of her beverage before turning to leave, “Aren’t you going to kill me?”

“I can’t, not right now, anyway...” She started to leave before stopping and looking back at me, ”Oh, next time you see Bass, tell her that her Treble has just started…” And with that, she left me sitting there with two half-drank vials of blood wondering what just happened.


(Rare)

Stepping into the room, “So, did you kill him?” Came the voice of my employer sitting in a chair facing a wall of monitors featuring pictures of Well Read, Vinyl, NightShade, Starlight, and Twilight.

I started to bow, “No, but I did gather some interesting information instead…”

“Share what you have found out.”

I looked up, only moving my eyes up towards my boss and started to grin, “I know Well’s ability and how it works.”

The chair spun around to show the creature sitting in it staring me straight down with a devilish grin, ”How do I destroy that little cockroach? That filthy urchin trying to stop my glorious plans for revenge?”

Not knowing how to explain, I started with the race…