//------------------------------// // Chapter Three... (Growing Apart) // Story: Bleeding Out - Season 1 // by Deep Voiced Maniac //------------------------------// Sometimes, in life, you feel as if there`s things you can`t stop. Like things are out of your control. And maybe, you join in on those situations, because there`s no way out of them. Like now. I was used. Used for sexual pleasure. It hurts me, knowing that I`ve known these ponies since I was a colt. I was Raped. I thought about that. Last night, I was held against my will and had blood sucked from my body. They didn`t give me a choice. They forced me into it. Seduced. Tricked. Betrayed. It was the truth. I was betrayed. Betrayed by my own friends... I laid there, three young mares sleeping soundly around me. I jumped up, pushing myself away from them. I stared at them, smiles on their faces. My back touched the wall, my hooves on the floor. My mane was ruffled, hair sticking out in several places. The same thing can be said about my coat, gold patches of fur remain stuck up. I looked over to the door, the knob sitting there; beckoning me towards it. Sunshine rained through the windows, rays of light glistening the wooden floor. I stood up slowly, cracking joints. I inched closer to the door, it`s glory in my mind. Get out. Get out, and find me... I stopped moving. Find me. What? I shook my head, trying to rid of the rogue thought. My hoof rested on the knob, twisting it. The lock clicked, opening the door. Standing there was an orange pony, her cowpony hat laying atop her head. Her face had anger painted on it, her green eyes burning in a way. "What were ya` doin` in there, Velocity?" She said, tapping her hoof on the clubhouse floor. "They invited me to a sleepover...and I didn`t want to make them sad, so I accepted their invite." For some reason, I had a lisp during my response. Odd... "Hmm. What`s dat` on your hoof?" She said pointing at my hoof. I looked down at my hoof, a small white stain on it. I nervously gulped. That's... Well, I know what that is. "Milk. It spilled on my hoof." Dammit! Still have that lisp. "Better get home quickly, Velocity." She said, looking into my eyes. I swear, she was instead staring into my soul. I nodded, walking past her, and down the ramp. Once at the bottom of the ramp, I rubbed my teeth. They felt sharper than usual. Weird... I pushed through my bedroom door. My whole family is usually asleep at this hour anyway. I grabbed my saddlebags, but on the way; I saw a mirror. I stopped and stared. My coat was darkening, the golden growing midnight blue. My mane was growing black, the grey turning to dark. I opened my mouth and sweet Celestia! In place of my regular teeth, were fangs! I almost screamed at the top of my lungs, but refrained; due to everypony sleeping. I poked my hoof at them, resulting in a small cut. My eyes are also changing, turning to cat eyes. I sat down. I rubbed my head. "What`s happening to me?" I said to myself. "Transforming." I looked up, expecting somepony to be there. No. Nopony`s there... "Where are you?" "We art a part of thee." Part of me? The bite... "Who are you, then?" "Thou will find out in due time." And it was gone. It was the pony who bit me. The blood that it sucked from me, was replaced by it`s blood. I looked back up to the mirror, my new appearance in it`s place. School was in twenty-two minutes. I grabbed my saddlebags, throwing them on me. I trotted the stairs, and exited the front door. I started in the direction of the bus stop... I arrived at the bus stop, only two other ponies there. I sat on my haunches, and glanced at my watch. 6:47. Hoofsteps entered my hearing, growing closer. "Hey, Vel." Came a tomboy-ish voice. A voice I know. Scootaloo... I kept my eye level at the ground. "You raped me." I said, coldness in my voice. Scootaloo sat down me, her hooves against mine. I moved away from her, shifting left. "Look, I`m sorry. So are Sweetie and Bloom." She said, I`m guessing as she was looking at me. "Doesn't take away the fact that you fucked me, against my will nonetheless." I said, still staring at the ground. Rumbling was heard and the bus pulled up. I sat up, boarding the bus. Already inside, was Bloom and Sweetie. I walked to the back, moving all the way to the window. I pressed my head against the glass, the coldness chilling my darkening coat. My reflection glimmered in the glass, revealing something that`s not myself anymore. This has been a horrible week, I thought to myself. "We can do something about that." The voice. It`s back. "What do you want?" I said, trying to sound quiet. "Come to Canterlot Castle and find us..." Canterlot Castle... Why? I looked back at the three young mares that seduced me. Maybe I will. Maybe, I can find a new life there. A cure for...this? I need to find out who this is... To think, a couple weeks ago, it was normal as can be. Now, I`m changing and I have a voice in my head. I also...was...betrayed... by my friends. Life. What is the meaning of it? For torture. For wealth. For pain, suffering? No. It`s for dying. You die eventually, and when you do... you have fate decide for you after that. Friendship... Something Aunt Dash told me once was: "When you find friends, you will be best friends, but eventually you`ll grow apart." Growing apart... Something I just experienced...