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// 3 - First Taste of Blood 
// Story: Doctor Twilight & Miss Sparkle 
// by mocandragon5 
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~Ponyville Library, April 7th, 01:40 AM~ 

Fallen Star paced back and forth. Thoughts were flying through her head. She wouldn't be disturbed for a while, as Twilight was exhausted inside of her, meaning no resistance to her actions. She looked around the library and spotted a photograph hung on one of the walls. The picture showed Twilight and the other elements of harmony, and something stirred inside of Fallen Star, feelings of hatred being the most significant, but something else could be felt by her as well, though she wasn't quite sure what it was. Could it have been jealousy? Then Fallen Star realized that her body was reacting oddly, and she could place a name on it after then. The feeling was described as a sin among the ponies of Equestria as a rule of thumb, though some indulged in it. The feeling of lust.

Fallen Star seemed to be more of a predatory creature than a peaceful herbivore, like a dragon in the guise of a pony, the fire within trying to break through by any means necessary. Who cared if the ponies she saw were females? The fire had to be quenched, or burst forth.

"If I find one of your tonight, I will make sure you enjoy your last night alive" Fallen Star said to herself, facing the picture. She licked her lips, as if tasting the blood of one of them. She walked towards the door, and grabbed an umbrella from a coat rack which was placed near the door recently in her, now blood red, magic grip. "This should do well" she smirked, sneaking out into the cover of night.

~A Back Alley, Ponyville, April 7th, 01:45 AM~

Fallen Star moved through the streets like a shadow, and saw a white-coated unicorn mare looking around a slightly larger area of the back alleys of Ponyville. She seemed to be distracted, searching for something. From this distance, she was hard to distinguish, however, Fallen Star focused enough to pick out the unicorn as Rarity. What was she doing out here? Only she knew, however, this was perfect. When Rarity was searching in the corner, Fallen Star moved slowly towards her. The white mare turned around just in time to see Fallen Star use the umbrella like a baseball bat to knock her out with a strike to the head.

~Outside abandoned house, Ponyville, April 7th, 02:30 AM~

With her blood-lust and lust sated, for now, Fallen Star walked out of the old, run down, stone building, the blood of her first murder on her face. She smirked as she thought of how she had exhausted Rarity and proceeded to stab through her throat with the umbrella she wielded behind her.

She picked up the pace when she felt Twilight awaken inside of her. She also didn't want any ponies seeing her. However, a piece of her cloak was torn off by a small bush which had found it's home just outside of the scene of the crime. She burst into the library as she felt her body starting to change.

~Ponyville Library, April 7th, 07:00 AM~

Twilight awoke with a start on the floor of the library. She headed towards the bathroom for her daily routine, seeing something red on her face. The colour of it unnerved her, but for some reason, couldn't say why. It seemed like the colour of dried blood. Could she have injured herself in the night, causing a small gash on her in which her own blood had dried on her? She thought of this and thought back to the nightmare she had had during the night. She shivered. She never had dreams including those activities, especially the murder of Rarity.

A knock on her door cut into her thoughts and she headed to the door after washing off the blood. She opened it up and saw four of her five best friends at the door. The one missing just so happened to be Rarity. "Hello guys. Where is Rarity?" Twilight asked.
Applejack looked up at her. "That's the thing, sugar cube. Rarity... Her body was found covered in blood in an old house in one o' the back-alleys" The orange farm-mare said.

Twilight almost fainted at the news, her face becoming pale. 'Did... Did I do this?' was the last thought to run through her head before the world went black.