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// Chapter 3 (Rewritten) 
// Story: Of Vampires and Werewolves 
// by KarlGaks 
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Octavia awoke slightly bleary eyed to the voice of Vinyl. "Gosh, we won't be able to tell you hardly anything around here if you're going to pass out like that every time you hear something important." Octavia sat up on the bed she had been passed out on. "How long have I been out?" Vinyl chuckled. "Long enough to know you drool in your sleep, now come on, we've wasted enough time already, what with you out cold for the past hour and a half." Octavia looked aghast at Vinyl. "I do not drool! Anyways, even if I did drool too it's not my fault, I was unconscious!" Vinyl simply responded with a roll of her eyes. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, we still need to get you all registered and all that good stuff." 

At that moment Octavia suddenly remembered the reason she had gone unconscious in the first place. "Wait. You told me before I went out of it that I was attacked by a werewolf. Was that just a joke or was that son of a bitch that bit me really a werewolf. Oh and pun not intended."Vinyl just laughed. "Oh Celestia... Son of a bitch, werewolf... If that was an actual intended pun I'd be complimenting you right now on your sense of humor." 

After a couple more moments of laughing the blue maned mare was finally able to calm herself. "Oh, and yes that was a werewolf that attacked you, and in consequence, you have been infected. Thus making you a werewolf, but fortunately for you... because neither your mother or father were werewolves, you are not a pure werewolf and can change forms more or less at will though you are still affected by the moon, or rather the full moon to be exact. In any case though you are not to confuse yourself with a lycan. There is a difference which you may or may not learn later." With that Vinyl took a deep breath and exhaled. "Oh how I hate having to explain that, I really need a new job."

Octavia just blinked a couple of times, her brain still processing everything tat was just said. She didn't realize it at the time but she was taking all of this extremely well considering she had passed out from the news the first time around. "Okay.. I think I got it. Now about that paper work..."





"Alright now that we have the hard part over we need to get you to kill something so you don't explode in our faces. I never have enjoyed shooting the new guy with a tranquilizer." Octavia simply gaped at Vinyl. "You want me to do WHAT?! You can't just tell me to go and kill something! I'm not a heartless pony like you!"

"Whoa there, calm your tits, It's only gonna be a otter or two. You aren't about to slaughter the entirely of ponykind" Octavia blinked. "Calm my tits? Isn't that a little bit... Well I don't know... sexual?" Vinyl begins to walk away down one of the halls again obviously trying to get Octavia to hurry up and get going. "Sure, well anyways this thing here is kind of a necessity so you kind of have to do this, plus you agreed to it in the third contract you had to sign. More or less you should just get your flank moving before I get back there and push it myself."

Octavia grudgingly complied, only because she had signed a document though. "You would touch my flank?"





After Octavia had finished cleaning most the gore off of her muzzle and found Vinyl again she tells her, "Wow, that was a lot more satisfying than I expected, though I can't help but feel bad for those two baby otters, they seemed so cute with their eyes shining at me right before I tore through their flesh and..." Vinyl just stopped her mid-sentence. "TMI. But I understand you're excited you killed your first baby otters. Just keep the details to your self. I'll be honest though I have tried out that whole eating innocent animals thing a couple of times my self and it wasn't that bad. In fact I actually eat red meat regularly at breakfast everyday. I'm not any sort of supernatural creature though." 

Octavia cocked her head curiously responding with a simple, "Really? I totally thought you were a vampire until just now". 

"Ya, it's a long story, anyways enough chit-chat, I imagine both of us have better things to do than talk about eating meat." With that, a simple goodbye, and an exchange of numbers (don't ask me how a pony would use a phone because I don't know) they went their separate ways.