Book One; Chapter One
Night Crawlers
It was cold out. It normally was in the winter-times of Agartha. Ponies wrapped themselves up in coats and put on snug little hats on their vulnerable little, multi-colored heads. While one would expect everypony to stay inside their warm houses, ponies were out. Ponies were talking, laughing, and stomping around in the frigid air doing anything and everything they couldn't do during the spring and summer. The shops were full of new winter delights and yummy winter beverages and never-been-heard-of-before foods that oddly enough, were vaguely remembered from last winter. Chattering teeth were warmed by the blistering heat of hot chocolate while while not-so-cold mouths went on and on about the pumpkin pie of fall. Winter, like all the other seasons, was enjoyed by the joyful Agarthiens.
There was one, however, that was not bundled up and smiling and sipping hot beverages. It was a mare. The same mare who had, regretfully, not killed the helpless earth pony stallion in a feeding just a night ago. She was white with long, white curls for a mane draped down her back, up to her knees. Her eyes were a light brown that had a silvery tilt if one looked closely. Her mane wasn't really white. It was more of an extremely light pink that looked white unless there was a perfect amount of light shining through it. She had a tank top on and snug, fitted jeans. They hugged her thighs and shaped her toned legs and curves. She was a specimen. A target. But she was supposed to be. After the hot chocolate drinkers went home and the sun went down, it was a whole new world.
And a whole new ballgame.
She needed sustenance. She flicked her tail and started to walked around. It was dark enough. The prey always came after her. That was always how it worked. Barefoot feet on concrete. It was the softest of sounds. But wait, now she heard light-soled boots on concrete. Was somepony following her? The mare stopped, the boot-steps stopped. Yes! She was being followed. She sped up and just as she anticipated, the follower sped up more and grabbed her from behind. She pretended to be scared. She let out a scream and clawed at the hands.
Feebly.
She didn't want to actually hurt him. Yet.
"It'll do you well to hold your tongue." the stallion hissed with a heavy accent. He was a redhead unicorn. The mare rolled her eyes but kept quiet. "Good." He dragged her to the nearest alley and pulled out a knife. Two other stallions came out of the shadows. A blonde unicorn and a brunette pegasus.
"You got her." the blonde one smiled.
"Don't kill me! I have no money and I won't tell, I promise!" the mare faked. She made sure to open her eyes wide and look scared.
"She's about to cry!" the blonde grinned. He was on the verge of laughing hysterically. Seriously?, the mare thought. The brunette frowned.
"Stop being jerk and help me." Redhead-Accent guy held her and kept the knife at her throat. Blonde-Jerk guy poked her right breast teasingly. The mare jumped. What the hell was with this guy? Silent-Brunette guy started to tug at her pants.
"What's your name?" he asked quietly.
"Maxii." Silent-Brunette frowned again. His fingers hooked her underwear. While that was going to far, Maxii wanted to toy with her prey.
"What are you going to do with me? I'm no good to you..."
"What!? No good to us with this rack of yours? Hard to believe!" Blonde-Jerk took her nipple in between his thumb and pointer finger and squeezed. Maxii growled. He went too far.
Okay. Playtime was over.
Maxii pounced on the Blonde-Jerk first. She pinned him down and tilted his chin upwards. She could see his pulse underneath his skin. She licked her lips. She could feel her canine teeth extending, lengthening, thinning to needle points. Blonde-Jerk tried to push her off him but she stayed put. She dove in. As her sharp-as-can-be canines pierced the tender skin, she closed her eyes. The blood began to flow. Blonde-Jerk struggled violently but Maxii held him tight. She took gulp after gulp. It was bliss. The stallion beneath her got weaker and weaker, then went limp. She waited until there wasn't even a drop of blood left. She sat up and stretched. She opened her eyes.
Redhead-Accent and Silent-Brunette stared, horrified, at her. Maxii stared back. Silent-Brunette pointed a finger.
"Y-you're a v-v-v...!" Maxii blinked. She got up very slowly. It was always best when there were leftovers. Leftovers were for fun. Readhead-Accent raised his knife. She lunged for him first. She did a spin kick and knocked the knife out of his hand. He grabbed her foot and tried to throw a punch. She pulled her foot forward and he lost his balance. He fell on the ground, face first. She kicked him right under the horn. He grunted.
"Where's your big man muscle, huh? I'm a girl; nothing but a sex toy for you, remember? Fight back!" Maxii screeched while landing a kick in his ribs. He gasped for air. She bent down and licked him, or rather, his horn. Base to tip. He shivered.
"Demon." Redhead-Accent wheezed. Maxii kicked him in the ribs again.
"You attacked me!" She wasn't supposed to feel offended, but she did.
"Only demon drink blood and life of ponies." the redhead glared at her. Maxii growled.
"I'm a demon? Okay, I'm a demon." she lifted his head for him to look at her. "I'll be a demon. just for you." She put his horn in her mouth. He stiffened.
"What are you-" she bit down. Hard. "Yeeeeeooooow! What you doing!? That hurts!" She didn't answer. She continued to bite. Then, she pulled. The stallion was in a world of pain. The pain seemed to get worse and worse until -snap!- the base of his horn was cracking. The stallion howled in pain and thrashed left and right. She peeled his horn off like a band-aid off a cut. Blood gushed out like a well. It got all over her face and clothes. She let go of Redhead-Accent. The stallion gagged. He was drowning in his own blood. He coughed and staggered to his feet. His arms flailed around crazily. He gurgled and coughed and it didn't help. He was still choking. He staggered again and fell to his knees. Another gurgle. He let his upper body fall. He kicked and flailed on the ground like he was fighting someone and then, he stopped. He twitched again and then he stopped, never to get up again.
Maxii laughed.
"Monster!" Maxii whirled around. She looked like Bloody Mary herself, all covered in blood. Silent-Brunette was shaking and glued to where he was standing. "How could you?"
"I don't know. How could I?" she said in an amused tone.
"It's not funny! You killed him! You killed both of them!" Maxii smiled.
"And you're next."