//------------------------------// // 39 Blood flows so much richer, the more downward one goes // Story: Blood Curse Boutique // by Rarity Belle //------------------------------// “Cutie Mark Crusaders Sightseeing!” shouted Scootaloo, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle before they just rushed away. All three of them were scooting off to a location even they didn't know. They galloped through streets and lane and away from the carousel boutique where they had discovered the very reason just why Rarity had been so quiet for the past months. “So she was sick all this time? Why didn't she just say so?” said Scootaloo during the gallop. “I don’t know, Rarity always has been quiet when it came down to the subject in general. I don’t think she wants to upset or worry mom and dad,” answered Sweeti with her cracked voice. After that she let her eyes fell upon something within the shadows. Her pacing lowered a bit while she wanted to call out to her friends. But the other two fillies had been way ahead of her already and almost in an instant she walked back up to them. “What Ah don’t get, is why... nah, let’s quit ‘bout it and just go. Any of you got a place we could go?” said Apple Bloom with confusion in her tone. It had been mere seconds after Sweetie had formed the rear guard of the group again. “How about the snowy fields on the old dragon’s peak? Heard they were amazing around this time of the year!” replied Scootaloo in excitement. She fluttered with her wings below the cape. “Come on, I know you two want to go there! It is only a two hour hike to begin with.” “Shouldn't there be like, an adult with us to guide?” Sweetie asked with a tilted head at the given location. Both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo almost stopped dead in their tracks. All in order to turn around and look at Sweetie first before they went towards one another. The two fillies erupted out in a deep snickering all of the sudden before they fell down to the ground. They rolled upon their backs and their forelegs were held against their chests. Sweetie knew of course nothing about the fact why they were laughing and she allowed her mind to speak the words. “Why are you two laughing? It’s a normal question.” “A-Adult!? Come on Sweetie, Twilight went up there with her friends, I hardly call them adults,” snickered Scootaloo with some tears of joy below her eyes. “Hey! Rarity was with them, she counts as one!” Sweetie countered without a second thought. “But did she do anything?” added Apple Bloom after her laughter had died down. She wiped a little tear out of her eyes and then crawled back over to the ground. “Well, not that I know of, but that still doing give you the right to mock them!” “Sweets, they made the mountain safe after that dragon left. There is a pathway that will lead us up there. Come on dictionary,” said Apple Bloom. She was the first to turn around and continue on with the journey to Dragon’s Peak. Scootaloo came by as well and with her wings fluttering in the wind she joined up with Apple Bloom. The little Sweetie Belle looked a little uncomfortable out of her eyes as her friends were going. But she couldn't let those fillies go down to their doom. And if they were going, they would face it together as the friends they were. “Fine... let’s go. And I’m not a dictionary!” The last part was almost yelled to the two of them with a crack in her voice before she set in the chase. ~~~~                 Through street and lane they galloped before they left the borders of the little town and were to be found on the open road that would bring them to Dragon’s Peak. The road itself was softer than any of the three could truly expect. Their hooves made a pleasant contact with the ground and with that, they could be covering a lot more ground. But nopony could keep the galloping pace forever, especially three little fillies. So when the time did came for them, it was Scootaloo who was the first to turn into a normal walking pace. The other two fillies followed her suit and the three of them never took any breaks when they were on the roads themselves. They walked over the long street before it would split itself up into different ones. One went to the fog covered woods of White Tails, whereas the other would go to the next major city. “So... where do we go?” Sweetie asked. With her eyes she looked over both the other two fillies as well as to the split road. She truly had not even the slightest of clues just how they would go to the Peak itself. All she could pray for was that they wouldn't be going through the woods themselves. For eerie rumors spoke about figures through the mist itself. The pegasus filly let her mind pound on the easiest route towards the place of destination and started to walk in circles. The two remaining fillies couldn't help it but look a little bit odd towards their friend. “Uhm, Scoot, you alright?” Apple Bloom asked with a gentle care in her voice. She looked at her friend with one eyebrow raised. The sight she saw just unusual for her. But then she spoke her own comment about the matter. “We go towards White Tails and on the next crossing head for Dragon’s Peak!” Then she was just gone like the wind, a wind that could carry a pegasus through the skies. Apple Bloom let out a deep sigh through her nose before the eyes got rolled. “She never stops, now does she?” The question was of course aimed to the only remaining Crusader and she then set in the chase behind the pegasus. “My best guess is that it’s a pegasi habit. Just look too Rainbow Dash,” replied Sweetie after she had joined the chase as well. The two followed the pegasus from the distance and did their best to keep up the pace. “That does not include Fluttershy, right? Guess all that time with Rainbow, has gotten into her head. Don’t ya think?” Apple Bloom answered in response. That comment made the little Sweetie Belle consider things in her equation perhaps a lot more then she had bargained for. It was rather true that both Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were almost the complete opposite of one another. “No it did not. But who knows, maybe all that time with Rainbow is truly getting to her head.” Sweetie allowed herself a giggle to escape as there was one picture in her mind that had come up which was just too priceless for words. Apple Bloom on the other end, looked up to the young Sweetie with a raised eyebrow. “What so funny all the sudden?” “How do you think Scootaloo would look like if her biggest idol wasn't Rainbow Dash, but Daring Do?” Sweetie managed to say through the giggles. The young, headband wearing, earth pony filly only looked even more confused to Sweetie before she managed to connect the dots in her mind. And when that connection was made, she couldn't help it but to giggle as well. “Good one, Sweets!” ~~~~                 The fillies would have come to the infamous intersection that Scootaloo was talking about. All three of them were staring at the signs and the directions. But where Sweetie just wanted to follow the path up to Dragon’s Peak, the other two had a set of different ideas and had their heads set of nothing else but White Tails. The forest that laid next to the Everfree and was considered a whole lot more creepier. “Girls, c-can’t we just go?” Sweetie pleaded as she wanted to leave the woods alone. But it was Scootaloo who looked into the distance and down the path that went straight into the terrifying woods. They had heard the dreaded stories about ponies who had gone mad within the borders of it. That there was something inside of the fog that tortured the poor souls. All the way up to the true brink of utter insanity. “Just a bit of looking can’t do any harm, now can it?” said Scootaloo said. She wanted to take a step forwards. But as she made the motion with her hooves, a hoof of Apple Bloom was placed on her chest. Taken by a complete surprise from the actions did the pegasus look over to the earth pony next to her. “Where was that good for?” Apple Bloom remained silent as she then nudged her head gently towards the literally shaking unicorn. Scootaloo turned her head around far enough to see it as well and she knew exactly that what her friend meant to say. “Alright, fine. Let’s go to the Peak,” she muttered to herself. Being utmost relieved by the words spoken began Sweetie to beam a wonderful smile as she turned herself around and started to hop like Pinkie. Both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo looked at the other Crusader with raised eyebrows. “Things get weirder and weirder by the day,” the earth pony spoke with a soft tone. The pegasus filly nodded in agreement before moved up to an ear of the earth pony and spoke in a whisper. “You still owe me a trip down to White Tails. Don’t forget that.” “What!?” Apple Bloom returned in a whisper as well. “Ah ain't going down there. Ah rather be a chicken then going into that.” “Fine, I’ll ask Rainbow then,” was the final reply that was made on the matter before the three joined themselves once more and they walked down the path towards the peak. A peak that was supposedly wonderful to be at. ~~~~                 After a long but also wonderful hike that went up the new and well-constructed mountain path, had the three fillies managed to reach the snowy tip of Dragon’s Peak. Luckily for them, the path they climbed was without any hazards and oddly enough a lot less ponies traveling up or down as they would have expected. While they stood at the final step of the staircase could they see something marvelous. As far as their eyes could possibly reach there laid a pack of the purest snow that was as fresh as it could be. A snow which was almost like a cloud in both its density and its whiteness. It was just a breathtaking sight to behold for them. They were high up on the mountain, even above the clouds and watched over to the bright blue skies. But in the distance there were darker clouds to be seen. “Wow,” was the only word the three could possibly speak at the very truly marvelous sights that had been stretched out before them. And almost right after they had let the sight being engraved into their memories started the three fillies to play around in the snow. Sometimes as rough as the babies of a griffin. But because of the snow being as soft as it was it never hurt any of the three that much. They all giggled and laughed like the best of friends they were and after they were exhausted to the bone from the playing, they all laid down in the snow. The three laid down in a circle formation with their eyes towards the skies. But the air being less dense above the clouds, all three of them suffered from it a bit. But where Apple Bloom and Scootaloo just had trouble breathing, Sweetie’s mind needed more power. And that could only be done by opening doors left untouched for a long time. The filly pegasus and earth pony were just looking over to the skies and the occasional drifting cloud in order to regain some more energy. The two talked about what their cutie mark could possibly be given that sightseeing didn't deliver them anything. But it gave them a sight to remember so the day wasn't wasted as a whole in their eyes. Of course they took deeply noticed of the silence that was given by Sweetie. But if she was deep asleep on top of the mountain, in the snow, with a pleasant sun above them, they hadn't to wake her up. Stronger, they didn't want to wake her up from it. Not until they would be going back that was. And then, without any form of warning given towards the other two, the little unicorn spoke her words in a tone that was mixed with so many emotions, it was truly unclear to find the right one. “I remember...” Both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo turned themselves around to face Sweetie as they knew exactly where she could be speaking about. Though in the time they had spent on top of the mountain had the darker clouds also been drifting closer and closer. In the far distance could the ruffling sounds of the thunder be heard. Out of the three of them was it Apple Bloom who came to the point of departure. They had to go right away. Sweetie and Scootaloo gave an eye to the dark clouds that rolled in from the horizon and understood that they had to leave for their own homes if they wanted to stay dry. ~~~~                 Tracking forwards in time to the moment in time to where Rarity got hit with the cup of tea, Fleur left the kitchen and she gave an eye to her mistress. But an eye was never returned to her. So the larger unicorn made her way towards the working area to do the job Rarity usually did. The vampiric mare still found herself had been sitting in a chair for some time by then. Patiently she just sat in the chair while the blood ran down her face as her eyes opened and closed themselves every now and then. Rarity still had her horn charged a bit and within a magical sphere were the pieces of the broken cup to be found, most of them at least. She left the chair and walked over to the kitchen with a mumbling sound that left her mouth. Words that were just inaudible as they were spoken just so deep under her breath. With the light blue aura that became stronger in its shine around the extended part of her head did Rarity fill the sink up with water. The lights of the candles had created more than enough for her to see clear. The time had come to remove the very final pieces of porcelain out of her face. All of those little bits she couldn’t remove that easily with her magic. The unicorn knew that it would a painful operation to do but the pieces needed to be removed one way or the other. As she stared down into the waters of the sink while it was her magic that slowly pulled the shrapnel's and debris away. But each piece she took away caused a bleeding effect to set in and tears of blood to form themselves while she released moans of utter discomfort the whole time. There was a loud roar that left her body while she removed a piece that was stuck right in her forehead, not where she was hit though. It was even a surprise to the mare just how it managed to get in, because it wasn't just sticking out of her. The piece of the cup had managed to make it through the skin, bounce off of the skull and travel further up against it, below the skin itself. After it was removed, it was just dropped in the water. The eyes turned down to the bloody waters while Rarity panted in a gentle manner. Her hoof went passed the spot where the piece of porcelain had been sitting and could only hiss in response of even the slightest touch. “Curse that pegasus,” she mumbled to herself before she closed her eyes. She gritted her teeth against each other before she removed the final, little shrapnel’s out of her skin with care. Moans and light screams did their turn again through the kitchen while streams of blood left the wounds. Many of them went straight down her eyelashes and before her eyes giving her odd battle scars like streams. “Worse than I thought it would be... It is that she has who she is with her, otherwise I would pay her a bloody visit and return the favor.” Rarity continued to mumble in herself before she took all of the pieces that found themselves in the water. She then levitated them out of it and threw them in the garbage can. With one last charge she unplugged the sink to release the bloody waters into the sewers before she would make her leave from the room. The mare returned to the living room as her wounds were already starting to seal themselves up in a perfect manner. She never discharged her horn and the pieces that didn't got stick in her flesh gained the signature blue aura around themselves and got levitated off of the ground. The little broken pieces collected themselves together and in the end joined the blooded parts. She released have only released a deep sigh at the sight. “Shame, it was such nice tableware.” ~~~~                 The vampiric mare continued to walk further forward and ended up in the working area. She laid her eyes on that what Fleur was working on and her eyes opened themselves in surprise while her face was streaked with dried up and fresh blood. “My my, you have been making quite the progress already. Of course, nowhere near as my levels, but you are good enough for the job,” spoke Rarity. She was genuinely impressed. “Thank you milady,” replied Fleur as her head popped up from behind a gothic styled gala dress. “It feels, oddly, natural to me.” she added before she paid a bit more attention to the face of her mistress. Rarity chuckled a bit in herself. Of course she knew the true secret why Fleur happened to be so good at her tailoring work. “We mares, we are made for the job,” she replied in order to keep the lie alive. Her blooded left eye winked a little bit towards her slave and then Fleur took deeper note that the injuries were even worse than originally thought. “R-Rarity, you are, h-hurt..?” Fleur spoke up in compassionate tone as she left the dress and walked up to Rarity. The vampiric unicorn tried not to state the real obvious in a sarcastic manner and had a tough time keeping her mouth shut while wiped the blood away the best as possible, but couldn't do the job. “I know, I am going to take a bath in order to clean myself a little bit, and to wash this redness away so I can actually see just how big those wounds actually were, if they even leave a scar at all,” she said after realizing that wiping it off was just not going to do it. Fleur gave a nod of both of the spoken matters in an understanding way and acceptance. She then spoke her words of luck towards Rarity with a smile. “May it serve you well.” Rarity gave her a soft smile in return before she removed herself out of the working area and up the stairs towards the bathroom. Once the desired room reached she placed a couple towels around the tub and hung her ever so soft, silk, pinkish bathrobe on the door. “Now, let’s take a really hot one,” she spoke to herself and she started to fill the tub with a mixture of hot and cold water, creating the perfect temperature for herself while soap got added halfway through. ~~~~                 The batwings of the mare uncurled themselves in a slow, intimidating and majestic manner. After that would her left forehoof place itself in the silent water while measuring its steaming temperature. “Purrrfect,” purred Rarity unknowingly to herself and placed her entire body in the tub. That allowed the boiling water to intrude her every exit and to form a layer around her stone cold body. The unicorn closed her eyes and made herself even more comfortable in the tub while she let the water mixed with the soap do its job. Many more minutes would have passed by as she laid there in silence and motionless. Rarity appeared to be almost truly dead before ripples emerged on her hooves and even, on her very wings. Even though she didn't move a muscle in her body had the soap managed to still cleaned her body deeply. Yet when she moved again, it was one of her hooves that made its way over the wound that was on her forehead and slowly rubbed it. But as it was rubbed came the mare to the realization that it wasn't there anymore. In response to the revelation, she let her head to disappear below the water level and Rarity started to scrub off the dried up blood with great success. When her head re-emerged from the scrubbing, there was not a single strain of red color that could be found in her entire head and she went further with what she was doing. Just to let her body relax while many thoughts crossed her mind. Thoughts that should never be spoken into the public nor her slave. ~~~~   After having spent around the hour or two in the bath, Rarity’s horn charge itself up again and pulled the plug out of the tub. It allowed the water run away after it had lost its pleasant temperature. It resulted of course in the water being just as cold as her body. But the unicorn didn't move a muscle while the water flowed away from around her body. For one reason or the other, she had always loved it when her coat and skin met the air after having spent so much time in the waters. It made her breathe in a unique manner. That, or she just happened to have odd habits. It was only after that unique sound from the drain which signaled that all the water was gone, that her eyes opened themselves and they just gazed to the ceiling with a grin of madness on her face. The grin which turned itself over into a teeth revealing smile. And in her case, it revealed the razor sharp fangs she had as well. With the help of her magic she brought over the signature white and gold colored bathrobe and left the tub. As she stood on the towels allowed Rarity herself to let herself fall into the piece of clothing as its comfortable design teased her senses a little bit, resulting in a pleasurable ‘hmm’ and ‘oh’ from Rarity while she rose one of her hind legs in a gentle manner. She made herself comfortable within her robe and left bathroom for what it was. She would have made her way over to the bedroom. In there she laid down on her bed in a sideways position with her hindlegs crossed over her personal parts. While her head was lifted up with one of her forelegs. She just waited for her meal to arrive, waited for her own pleasure to begin anew. ~~~~   Time didn't had to progress all the long before Fleur herself had entered the bedroom with her hips swings teasingly side to side as her eyes fell upon her mistress of the night. The larger mare had lost herself at the pose and grasp of her mind. “S-Shall we then, lady Rarity?” “But of course, my slave,” chuckled Rarity to herself. She rolled a little bit off to the side, leaving the middle open for Fleur. The other unicorn kept walking in that same manner before she laid down on the bed with her belly facing upward. “I am ready,” spoke Fleur under a grin. She gave a stroke over her tummy to tease Rarity. “You never truly are when going up against me,” chuckled Rarity and she rolled over the mare. There she would have let her cold body rest upon that of Fleur. Thus she send a slight shiver through the body of her slave. Even though the robe it could still be felt clear as day. Their lips came closer to each other with each passing second while the lips of the vampiric unicorn twitched just so slight before they made contact. When the two unicorns did make contact with their lips, they both wrapped their forelegs around one another. Fleur wrapped her hindlegs around the hips of Rarity to hold her closer to her. She held her lady as close as possible against her. The kiss erupted in a lustful yet loving one. Both their tongues slipped themselves into the mouth of the other where they began to play with them. The tongues of the mares curled and twisted around each other. Rarity couldn't resist to let the tongue of Fleur move passed her fangs. Something that created very small wound that dropped even smaller amounts of blood. Blood that teased the sense of the vampiric mare so much for that what came. ~~~~                 Many moans did their turn through the room as they kissed the other deeper and deeper. But Rarity was out of one last thing on the already wonderful night. The very thing that kept her alive, for as much as she was that to begin with. The vampiric mare broke the kiss in a gentle manner. Yet her eyes stared into the eyes of Fleur with a twitching right ear. That allowed Rarity’s sapphire blue rims to turn over in their more natural, red color they carried within them. With the both of them panting a little bit from the kiss. There even was a string of saliva which still had them connected while the slave stared back with a questioning look. The more Rarity’s head moved to the back, the more the string struggled to stay as a whole. Until it just snapped in half. Rarity brought her eyes lower and more towards the neck of Fleur before a soft hiss left her mouth. In the neck were still the nasty bite marks from the first time she sat her fangs into her. It was a moment she rather forgot then remembered. Out of instinct did Rarity lower her body by a lot which caused the other mare to turn her head up. Fleur looked with a raised eyebrow to it all just before she let it rest once again in the gap of the two pillows that the bed was rich. But Fleur her eyes shocked open upon once she felt a rather pleasurable nuzzling that took place right on her right inner thigh. The only response that came forth from it was a slight twitch in the leg and a moan that left her mouth. Rarity smirked to herself as she heard the moan and continued her deep nuzzling. It wasn't just done not to please her but to let her set up a vein hidden in the leg. The vein in which she would sink her fangs in and drink from when the time would be there. The more she nuzzled against her inner thigh, the more Fleur entered a heat and was still panting under her breath. It was through that all which caused the veins in her body to spring up, making itself clearly visible for the naked eye and Rarity took her chance without wasting a single second. Rarity´s sharp fangs had set themselves on the white coat of her slave before they punctured through the skin. They delved straight into the blood filled vein. With the new opening that was created, it allowed the blood to enter Rarity’s mouth freely and under a moan of pleasure from her side. Fleur on the other end, twitched and winced a little bit at the bite as she always did. Yet not much later there was a moan that left her as well for she enjoyed it deeply when her lady was drinking from her. It was a first for the both of them and they both seemed to be loving it. Fleur's tail swished from side to side and hit against that of Rarity ever so often. Many swallows would soon follow while the levels of blood became lower and lower in the larger unicorn. But the vampiric mare would become ever so more satisfied. She left the small wound and sealed it with help of her magic. After that she would have crawled back up to the face of her slave. “You have behaved well, now you shall rest for the night... my precious slave,” she spoke while her lips were still covered in blood but Fleur didn't mind that for one bit. Instead she gave her mistress a deep kiss on her lips. Yet she lost all tracks in the world the longer she kissed her. After the kiss had gone on for more than a minute, she passed out into a deep sleep with the vampony on top of her. ~~~~   A vampony who had been living in the shadows for months, afraid to go out into the sunlight without her cloak. A child of the night that had been lying that she had an illness that caused her to stay out of sight. A lie that worked perfect but was in great battle with many other excuses and she knew that all too well. One could only live in the lies for so long before the discoveries would be made. And Rarity felt that growing inside her with every passing hour. The mare turned her head over towards one of the windows that was uncovered from its curtains and she stared upon the moon with her crimson red rims. The feeling of being incomplete boiled up in her. A feeling that started to chew on everything she still was. Of course she had everything that her heart could desire to have. But Rarity knew that the illness wouldn't keep her hidden forever. What she needed was interacting with others, interaction with the living to be exact. To be even more precise, with her friends. The more she stared at the rock in the skies, the more she became determined and the more she would stick to a crazy plan her mind came up with. Quietly yet quickly she left the bedroom and galloped her way down to the working area where her creative mind got released once again. “I will walk into the sunlight. I will return into the day. I will return as a whole!” she spoke with her glasses being set before her eyes. Her horn charged itself up and a piece of charcoal started to draw on a piece of paper as rolls of fabric unfolded themselves and many others sewing equipment started to levitate into the air. “And I will make sure, nopony will ever forget the name I carry, the name of Rarity,” she spoke while she walked over to one of the windows in the working area. If any other individual would have looked in her eyes at that moment it could be seen deep within them. The fires of a mare who knew for sure what she desired in her life. A look many should fear given just who it was that spoke them.