Ace walked around the town, the sun hanging low in the sky as he made his way home. After the events of the last two days, he needed some peace and quiet. When he left Sugarcube Corner, Twilight had offered to go with him, but he declined. He wanted to be alone with his thoughts.
He walked past the house that once belonged to his oldest friend, who was now dead inside it. He knew full well that the vamponies could still be there, but he didn't give enough of a buck to bother altering his course. He continued down the increasingly dark street until only the light from the moon and stars kept him from going the wrong way. He started to slow down once he passed the eighth house on the street, knowing his was the next, and trotted to the door. He turned the handle and stepped inside, the darkness from outside seeming to follow him into his house since there were no lights on.
He flipped the nearest light switch and saw them. The three vamponies were standing right in front of him, waiting for him in his own house. Rarity, Night, and Fluttershy was in the center. He backed away but was stopped by the closed door. The three mares walked towards him slowly, though they closed the distance in only a few seconds. Ace sunk to the ground, unable to think of something to do, and stared up at Flutterbat, who was standing directly over him.
He looked into her eyes, those glowing red orbs, and didn't know whether to plead for his life, or to just let her get it over with. Flutterbat then backed away to let Rarity take over, and she slowly put her head level with his. She looked him in the eyes, and he could see a glint of apology in them as she lowered her head to his neck and sank her teeth in. His vision started to lose focus, and he felt lightheaded as Rarity drained his blood. Before long he coud barely hold his head up, the last thing he saw was Flutterbat smiling before his vision permanently blacked out.
Twilight headed for the library, knowing Spike probably caused some kind of trouble while she was gone. She could trust him enough that he wouldn't burn the place down, but she knew that inside the library would probably be a total disaster. She placed her hoof on the handle and prepared for the worst. She opened the door and stepped inside, but to her surprise the place looked cleaner than she had left it.
"Spike?" she called out into the dark library.
Nothing happened. She used her magic to pick up a nearby candle and lit it, walking to the table in the center of the library and lighting the other candles there. The library was revealed to be in relative order, save for a few books which she could tell were out of place. She looked around for her young dragon assistant, but couldn't find him. She headed upstairs and into her room, where she expected to find Spike curled up in his bed snoring like a walrus. However, he wasn't there, either.
Twilight scratched her head in confusion, unable to think of where the purple dragon could be. She looked all over the rest of the library, but couldn't find him. She went to the stairs which led to what she assumed was the library's basement. She had never gone down there before, so she didn't know what to expect.
"Spike? Are you down there?" she called, but recieved no response. She steeled herself and started down into the dark staircase. She didn't even notice as the library door opened silently, and closed again behind her.
Applejack layed in bed with Rainbow Dash at her side. The two had fallen asleep pretty early in the morning, but before long Applejack was awake again, staring at the clock. She debated getting up, since it was already 4:00 pm. But she had a strange feeling in her gut that she wouldn't be able to be overly active during the day anymore.
She didn't know why, but she knew that her life would never truly be the same again. For one thing she was a vampire now, which meant she would probably have to drink blood to stay alive... if the transformation had even gone that far. She could tell that it had for Rainbow Dash; why else would she have almost attacked Apple Bloom the previous night? But she didn't know about herself.
She looked for possible signs: was she thirsty? A little. Did she have the urge to go hunting for some innocent pony to try and suck their life away? No. But that was just how she was. She knew she'd probably have to change that if it turned out that she, indeed, did need blood.
She sighed and turned over under the covers, facing Rainbow Dash, who was fast asleep beside her. She reached up with a hoof and stroked Dash's cheek lightly. She looked at her sleeping lover with adoration in her eyes.
She's so darn cute when she's asleep... she thought to herself, smiling at the sight of Rainbow's beautifully peaceful face beside her own. She loved everything about the pegasus, she couldn't deny it. She'd do anything for her. Even if it meant never being aboe to see the light of day again.
Twilight looked around the dusty basement, which was full of even more books than were upstairs. In her head she was through the roof excited to see the numerous books just waiting to be cracked open, but she knew that she'd have time to go through them once she fixed the problem at hand.
She searched high and low, flying carefully over the dusty bookshelves and cabinets around her. She couldn't find any trace if Spike being down there. There were no footprints in the dust, other than her own hoof prints, and everything seemed to be in order, so she wondered what could have happened to her young assistant.
She turned to head back up the stairs, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the mare standing at the foot of them. Flutterbat eyed Twilight like a hunter would their prey, and that's exactly what Twilight felt like; prey. She looked left and right but couldn't see anything to attack Flutterbat with, but then she remembered her horn.
Too late, by the time Twilight was thinking of a spell to use, Flutterbat tackled her to the ground and delivered a swift blow to the alicorn's head. Disorienting Twilight long enough to sink her two longest fangs into her neck and begin the blood transfer.