capture and escape
Spike laughed at he was thrown not too gently on the bed in the lair of the vampony unicorn named Twilght sparkle. Lair seemed appropriate due number of ancient books and scrolls not mention glowing blue orb on table surrounding by dusty tomes. Spike was in interesting position due to fact his claws were chained at wrist together, his wings were likewise bound by a chain wrapped around his back. The chains were glowing faintly and Spike had feeling they weren't going to break easily if they broke at all. The bed was a large one they could about hold about eight ponies comfortably. The sheets were satin silk and looked out of place in dimly lit room.
His captor approached him with a measured pace, there was a barely suppressed joy, almost giddiness, in her trot. Twilght was attractive mare, Spike would never say she wasn’t, but if were to have a relationship any relationship with a vampony, any vampony, Twilight wouldn't be his first choice. Twilight stopped at foot of the bed with her eyes trailing over his body, being that Spike was completely indisposed there wasn't much she could do for gaze to start on his eyes and work her gaze down all way to his sheaths and balls and tip of his tail.
Spike said the first thing to come his mind,which was, “You know, I never figured you be this type of mare.”
Twilight smiled, “What type of mare would that be? Victorious, triumphant, ecstatic.”
Spike decided to roll the dice, “No, into bondage, I never realty pegged you being into something so low class.”
Twilight snarled reveling her fangs and hissed faintly. Spike forced himself to grin, all he would have do was anger her and he had the advantage. Spike knew Twilight didn't want to hurt him. He also knew if she wanted him dead she could kill with the effort it took took to blink, it was a sobering thought.
Twilight had claimed several times to love him, and Spike knew that Twilight believed it to be true. Spike had doubts it seemed to him more obsession rather than love. Twilight with great effort shook her head and looked at Spike. Spike noticed the delight of a young filly getting the present she always wanted had also faded from Twilight's eyes. This was not good. “Very funny, Spike, say whatever you want. You will still be mine before sunrise.” Twilight smiled then a smile that was more fang and less teeth.
Spike gave her straight face and asked If though mildly interested “How do you figure?”
Twilight blinked once then her tone changed, there was a slight impatience that was starting to change to barely contained anger. “There is no way out this time! “Twilight looked a little surprised by her outburst then in more level headed manner said, “You are in my inner sanctum, where I keep everything that is valuable to me” She approached Spike and put her hoof on his shoulder and started to trace Spike's scales, at the same time putting her muzzle inch away from Spike's own. Spike then took one of the greatest risks of his entire life.
“ Thank you Twi. This reminded me of Berry Punch, she paid me a thousand bits to feed off me and we have little fun afterwards.”
Twilight's reaction was instantaneous she raised her hoof as though strike him. Spike continued to look mildly interested and keep his heartbeat calm, if Berry Punch was not staked by the royal guard Spike wouldn't bet clipped bit that he would be live to see the following night.
Twilight jumped back halfway across the room practically panting with suppressed rage. Spike took this time to scan for a way out, his eye fell the windows. There was a barrier around windows, Spike's gaze fell on a blue orb and then the windows and a plan started to form. Twilight however wasn't done with him.
Faster than Spike could blink Twilight appeared over him again, almost on top him. Her fangs were bared and Spike remembered the only time he felt this level of danger was when as hatching comes face with face to with a hydra, the difference being the hydra would have killed him, Twilight wouldn’t . He hoped. “You let a whore feed off you?! How many? How could a being like you consort with insects?!”
Spike interrupted Twilight by saying, “Is that how you feel about other vamponies?”
Twilight stopped and actually took a step back, her anger for the moment forgotten. She seemed to ponder the question for minute or so as if she had never given any thought about other vampony or her feelings toward them in general. Spike wasn't complaining about the wonderful six inches of space, that miracle appeared between. Then Spike saw a broken quill lying on the blankets and then saw opening in cuffs around his claws, hen mentally shrugged while thinking was worth a shot.
“I have never given any thought to be honest, Spike.” Spike looked up, guilty and afraid he had been found out. Twilight had her flanks to spike giving him good view, due to the fact her tail was swishing slowly from one side to the other. Spike shook his head clear it and continued to manipulate the lock to open. “Regular vamponies are so uncivilized. So primitive, so basic. They are so blind and they are foals trying to be powerful. Can you understand how that feels barley? Being able to understand how they are even same species?” Twilight's words meant something to Spike, made him remember a number of unpleasant memories.
“ Yes I can understand” Twilight turned around lightning fast. No smart flank comeback? No insults? For a single moment she was hopeful. Spike knew her and despite his words Spike carried about her he would submit, he would be hers. Then a click could be heard as the cuffs on spike claws fell and crumpled to floor. For a single moment there was silence, Twilight could hear Spike’s heartbeat steadily playing a new rhythm. Spike looked into Twilight's face and saw complete and saw utter rage.
With his wings chained together, a barrier around the windows, and the door way blocked by an extremely pissed vampony mare spike put his plan into motion. He leaped across the bed while Twilight shot a number of powerful spells at him with back exposes that just so happened to contain some magical enhanced chains. Twilight's spell had more than enough power to turn chains to ash and deprive most of the breath from their lungs. Spike didn't fall so easily, unfolding his wings, not wanting to give Twilight a chance to break them yet. Spike grabbed the blue orb and threw it at a window making the magic between the two objects build and build until, with pop, both objects destroyed each other and sent a hurricane of wind to blow apart everything in the room. Spike would have multiple ribs broken and maybe even collapsed lungs or worse had it not been for a purple barrier around him, shielding him from harm. Twilight was knocked back against the wall, momentarily stunned.
Spike stood by the windows surrounded by tattered scraps of paper, book cases reduces to splinters, magical artifacts strewn across the floor. Twilight stood shakily, she was not lucky as Spike, a number of her ribs were cracked, if not broken. As bits and pieces of paper fell and settled on the floor. Spike and Twilight met each other with their eyes. Without a word and nary a sound Spike took to the window flying as fast as he could, Twilight stood amid her destroyed library and saw something she hadn't noticed before, it was a beaker filled with warm blood, Spike's blood a apology of sorts . She sipped it like it was of the finest and most delicious vintage of wine. Tomorrow was new night. One night Spike would be hers.