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- >"Ashes to Ashes!"
- >You cheered for the main character loudly, fighting off vampires like it was nothing.
- >You had a special love for those kinds of films. Mythology was always always one of your favorite things.
- >Your friend, Trixie, merely rolled her eyes at the thought.
- >"Anon, Why do you have such a fascination for this stuff?"
- "Says the girl obsessed with magic, and refers to herself in the third person."
- >"Watch your tone around the great and powerful Trixie!"
- >Couldn't say you didn't see that coming.
- "How many times have you been over now? And you still complain about my film choices."
- >"Trixie has been over here at least once a fortnight for the past 6 months, which is when school started."
- "And how many times have you made fun of my movies?"
- >"At least once a fortnight for the past six months."
- >Her response made you chuckle.
- "Well, maybe this will help someone one day."
- >"You're implying that your knowledge of Hollywood horror movies will assist you given the attack of actual beings of the dead?"
- "I'm not saying it'll necessarily hurt my chances of survival."
- >"Trixie detests your theory."
- "When will magic help you then?"
- >The question catches her off guard.
- >"It'll help out sooner than your knowledge of the unliving helps you out, that's for certain."
- >You look offended to her response.
- "I'm sure I'll prove you wrong."
- >"The great and powerful Trixie is never wrong."
- "You will be eventually. And then I'll be there."
- >"Hmph. Tell you what. If the Great and Powerful Trixie is wrong, she will bestow benevolence upon you, and apologize."
- "You? Apologize? Sounds to good to pass up. If it ever does happen, you're on."
- >"Oh, if I'm right, I get to make up the consequence by the way. It's not too late to back out you know."
- >Her words almost insult you.
- "Still on."
- >"Very well then. I'm going now Anon. I think I've cracked the code for this magic spell..."
- "Alright then, whatever. Have fun practicing for stuff you'll never use."
- >You and Trixie did this all the time. Poked fun at eachother, and had a decent time.
- > Though you can't say you don't want to be able to do more.
- > On three occasions, she's sat on your lap opposed to cramped areas, telling others you're "Deserving of sharing space with her".
- > She has an ego, but it's not really that much of a divider.
- >She left uncaring, but maybe something will happen between you two.
- > You decide that since it's about 8, you may as well do something for a few hours before bed.
- >....
- >......
- > There we go! Mission cleared!
- >This Mega Hedgehog game was better than you expected, hearing about it around school. You feel like you could play it for hours.
- > And...according to the clock, you have.
- >12:33 AM
- >Well time to go to bed I guess.
- >You get comfortable until you suddenly hear a knock from your balcony window.
- >Who the hell...?
- >At this point it's probably just a dumb teen throwing rocks.
- >Yeah..that's it.
- >....
- >.....
- >You hear the knocking again.
- >"Anon...The Great and Powerful Trixie requires your assistance..."
- >Trixie?
- >How did she...
- >This is the second floor!
- >You roll out of bed quickly and rush to the window.
- "Trixie!"
- >"Anon, something went wrong with one of my spells. I-"
- "How did you get on my second floor balcony!?"
- >"I was GOING to tell you that! A spell went wrong...It..well..."
- >You survey the situation.
- >She's... holding onto the wall? How could she possibly climb this?
- >"Anon. There's one important thing to come from this. One thing you must know."
- >You let her in, opening the window and taking a seat.
- >"The spell was one that would transform me into something else..."
- "So you're a superhuman?"
- >"Yes and no....I'm....Ugh. I don't want to admit it..."
- >You look at her figure.
- >Wait..
- >In the moon light, her skin is a pale blue...more than normal. Combine that with those two sharp objects protruding from her mouth and...
- "Oh my god..."
- >"I hope you're proud of yourself. We both won, technically. But..."
- "You're a vampire aren't you...A being from the grave!"
- >"Moron. I'm not undead. I'm cursed. Uhh...I mean...the Great and powerful Trixie is cursed!"
- "You're trying to keep that up even though you're losing your humanity, huh?"
- >"...Excuse me?"
- "I gotta say, how you got up here is beyond me. And nice fangs, but I want the deal to end fair and square."
- >"Anon...No. I wish it were that simple. I'm cursed. I'm a vampire."
- "Please. I mean, this may be the nicest thing you've done, but it's a little odd."
- >"You think I'm lying....Fine. Let Trixie prove it to you..."
- >She bares her 'fangs', and comes at you.
- "Ah!"
- >Trixie attempts at biting your neck with hostility.
- >Why is she doing this....?
- >You try fighting her off, but she easily overpowers you.
- >Wait... Could she always do that?
- >"Anonymous! I'm warning you one last time. Do you believe Trixie?"
- "H...How could I?"
- >"You asked for it..."
- >With a sigh, she used her fangs to pierce your flesh.
- >It....hurts?
- >A deep gasp escapes your lips.
- >The pain was immense at first, but now...A strange comfortable feeling overcomes you, feeling her fangs inside of you.
- >You start feeling groggy, but still conscious.
- >Trixie quickly removes her fangs before drinking from you for too long.
- >"Anon! Believe me now?"
- >You feel lightheaded. A strange, goofy smile crosses your lips.
- "Yes, Trixie."
- >"Good. Now we need to find out how to deal with this..."
- "Yes, Trixie..."
- >"Anon, are you okay? You look flushed."
- "Everything is okay, Trixie"
- >Words are just flowing from your lips.
- >"Wait..."
- >She rummages through her bag.
- >She pulls out a weird book, and begins flipping through it.
- >"There...now...Oh no...Anon, Trixie gives you the right to conversation!"
- >It feels like a barrier has lifted in your mind.
- >All of a sudden, where she bit hurts.
- >A lot.
- "Ah...! Shit why does it sting!?"
- >"There...the spellbook said anyone bitten by the curse would become but a living slave, devoid of emotions... Thankfully, I was able to fix it."
- >The fuck is going on...
- >"Do you believe me now?"
- "Kinda hard not to after you chomped my neck."
- >You start rubbing the wound, and feel the two holes.
- >It sends a shock down your body.
- "Alright that hurts. But Trixie...what does this mean?"
- >"Uhh..." She stammers off.
- >"Well... It means that...well, your soul is in your body... But at the same time...I'm kinda in control of it."
- >.....
- >What?
- >"Your soul is cursed like mine. But you're not a vampire! ...I think."
- "What the hell is going on..."
- >"Let me try to check something. I hereby order you to...Uhh.. Throw that blanket to me!"
- >Your body is moving on it's own, throwing your fleece blanket to her.
- "What the hell...?"
- >You realize at this point you're only wearing your boxers.
- >"Well. I didn't realize you'd be...well, anyway, I guess you're doomed to be my servant for now. We need to find a way to end this..."
- >You quickly grab your sheets to cover up.
- >Trixie, the school weirdo, has cursed you?
- >Your mind is in a million places.
- >You think of your future, your family...the marks on your neck are now telltale signs you're not normal any more. Could you even return to that life?
- >And what the fuck is this stuff with magic?
- >This is too weird.
- "So why visit my house?"
- >"Because you know about this stuff. This is your field."
- >Fair enough.
- "I only know how to vanquish them, and I don't even know if it'll work. If anything from Hollywood worked, I'd get women like no tomorrow."
- >"Yeah. I'm sure. But do you think you know what kind of vampirism this is?"
- "Well, if it was a spell turned curse, we're both spellbound... but it's up to us to find out what the curse entails."
- >"So what shouldn't we do?"
- "It really depends. Avoid Italian food like the plague. Don't visit churches. If the sun burns your flesh, cover up. That sort of thing."
- >"Those are all oddly specific."
- "It's trial and error at this point. With all of the myths surrounding vampires, it's hard to know what the fuck is real, and what isn't. But..This is still a lot to take in. Hell, the only reason I'm not flipping shit right now is because I know there's nothing to be gained from it. We need to find a fix for this. For both of us.
- >" In that case, Trixie is staying here for the night."
- >Wait what
- "To hell you are!"
- >"You can't stop me, Anon. You're already 18 and live alone. It's not like your mom will object."
- >She had a point. You managed to convince your parents to allow you to live alone not too long ago. Your parents weren't overly pleased, but there wasn't much they could do.
- >You had only been living alone for a short while.
- >But not being able to stop her?
- [OPTIONS: MORALITY SELECT]
- [RENEGADE MODE SET]
- "My house my rules. If I want you out, it's nothing you can argue. Maybe you shouldn't be too forceful while I'm being calm and not freaking out too bad."
- >"Ooh, bold. But you forget something. Anonymous, beg for Trixies forgiveness."
- >A surge washed over you.
- "Trixie...I've been bad...Please forgive me..."
- >The words are empty, and it feels like you're a zombie.
- >Fucking magic.
- >"Oh my, quite the change of tone, dear Anon. You don't mind if Trixie stays the night as payment for your insolence, do you?"
- "Not at all...All is yours..."
- >"Aaaah perfect. Oh, Anon? You can snap out of it."
- >Well, your bluff was called.
- "You've made your point."
- >"Trixie gets what she wants. Now, what's the idea for sleeping arrangements anyway? Trixie refuses the couch."
- "Too bad. All I can afford is a one bedroom apartment, and if I'm not on my bed..."
- >"What would happen?"
- >She eyes you with intent, and you're reminded that she can control your actions at will.
- >Bitch.
- "It's my bed. I think it would get lonely."
- >Fuck that was so lame.
- >"Fine. We're sharing the bed."
- "What!?
- >"Take the opportunity to rest beside a beautiful woman such as myself, Anon. Plus, you just had your blood sucked out no less than 5 minutes ago, and you're sheepish about SLEEPING next to me? Don't be so shy."
- >She moves into the bed, stealing part of your sheets for her side, and faces away from you.
- >She begins taking off her usual extravagant clothes, revealing lighter inner clothing.
- >Course, you can't see much.
- >Her shapely figure is illuminated by the moonlight as she fully takes off the shirt, dumping it to the side of your bed.
- >What will tomorrow bring...
- >You're already cursed. You have a close friend of yours ready to sleep next to you. And you don't even know how to cure the conditon you both share.
- >Will the sun effect you? Will crosses burn your flesh? What the hell does this entail?
- >You groggily lie down, facing upwards.
- >Your 'Master' takes a deep yawn, and faces you.
- >"I thought vampires slept during the day. What's with this being tired at 4 AM bullshit?"
- "Trixie...I can barely tell what the fuck is going on any more. If you want me to answer that, I honestly can't even begin to think of the right thing to say."
- >"Hmph. Fair enough. Nice boxers, by the way. Though they do little to hide your....excitement."
- >Your face turns bright red at her remark.
- "E....Excuse me...!?"
- >She begins slowly making a crawl to you, putting a hand on your chest.
- >"I feel so warm looking at it....like it's calling to me..."
- >Her cold skin makes an odd contrast to yours. Maybe the master/servant relationship will be the same in the bedroom...
- >You mentally hit yourself for thinking that.
- "Uhh...T...Trixie, why are you..."
- >"Just enjoy it while it lasts..."
- >She puts a leg on both of yours to prevent you from moving too much.
- >It's working, but you didn't really plan on moving too much anyway.
- "You're part Vampire though! These aren't your real emotions!"
- >You feel gay just saying those things.
- >But you respect her enough to stop her.
- >"Anonymous! You are not allowed to move unless I give you an order to do so! I order you to give into desires!"
- >The words put you in a sort of trance.
- "Ah...!"
- >"Become a creature of desire! I welcome you into sin!"
- >She reads from her book religiously.
- >You embrace her, holding her closer to you.
- >"That's more like it."
- >You begin helping her out of what little clothes she has left, making sure to share body heat.
- >Her scent is driving you crazy. It's like her normal perfume mixed with...Some kind of Pheremone.
- >You decide not to dwell on it, and instead contine undressing her.
- >She only had a simple black bra and some pantyhose. The bra came off easy enough, but the pantyhose...
- >You tried to stop yourself, but the urge was too strong.
- >Your moment of inactivity was noticed by your master.
- >"Let me help you..."
- >She moves her hands to the front of her pantyhose, and rips a hole in them, presenting her womanhood to you.
- >"There... Much more convenient."
- >Her ballsy approach to the situation managed to turn you on even more.
- >"Now that thats out of the way..."
- >She started moving against your boxers.
- >The friction began to drive you insane, and gave you little time to mentally prepare against her assault.
- >Your body reacted by grabbing her against you, and rubbing her clit with your erection.
- >"Too much cloth....One sec, Anon."
- >She tears off your boxers with force, and begins to get on top of you.
- >"Bad comes to worse, Trixie researches a spell to reverse impregnation. Other than that, don't expect a break any time soon. I hope you have enough stamina to keep up...For your own sake."
- >Trixie takes you in with ease.
- >Another vampire thing?
- >Regardless, she's thrusting hard. It's not a bad feeling by any means, but boy is she rough...
- >More or less what you'd expect from a vampire.
- >She digs her nails into chest, which she's using for support.
- >The pain is overwhelmed by emotion, and the ecstasy far outweighs any pressure.
- >You almost wince every time she pushes up, digging her nails into your chest over and over.
- >Is she gonna draw blood?
- >All of a sudden you feel a surge in your body.
- >You're gonna cum soon...
- "Trixie, I'm gonna-"
- >She quickly switches positions, getting off of you, and grabbing your manhood with force.
- >"Not before I do! Now, sit up!"
- >Your body follows her orders, and she slides into your lap, taking you in again.
- >This time, you're both thrusting.
- >By the time you've hit a rhythm, she digs her face into your chest, scratching her nails down your back.
- >Fuck, why does that feel so good...
- >You push more and more, picking up with intensity.
- >She removes her face from your torso, and begins kissing you.
- >She starts out light, but the facade doesn't last long. She switches to rougher kissing quickly, and pretty soon you're fighting to keep your tongue in her mouth.
- >Her lips wrap around your tongue, and she begins sucking it into hers.
- >Her forcefulness is driving you crazy.
- >You begin hugging her into you, breathing heavily.
- >"Anon...Are you a masochist or something?"
- >"Heh....either you have a serious fetish for vampires, or you like it rough. Or both. I bet if I drew your blood with my fangs, you'd blow your load everywhere."
- >Her smartassed attitude is only making you more and more forceful...
- >You start to reach your limit again.
- >Your tempo increases about as much as it can go.
- >"Ah...So you're at your limit? You're lucky Trixie's reaching hers....Let's cum together!"
- >You feel yourself releasing into her, as she does the same.
- >The sensation is overwhelming.
- >Her presence is intoxicating...
- >You start to drift off to sleep.
- >....
- >.........
- >............
- >A loud bang wakes you up.
- >What the hell?
- >You're reminded of the events that transgressed by the blood on your pillow.
- >Yup, yours.
- >You briefly wonder when it happened.
- >"Anon, you up?"
- >Trixie comes in to your room wearing a pair of your boxers and a T-Shirt she probably found digging through your stuff.
- >"Ah. You are. Good."
- "You couldn't wear your own clothes?"
- >"Do you not recall that my pantyhose are ripped? Plus, I needed SOMETHING to wear. And I kind of like this shirt."
- >The pantyhose totally aren't your fault.
- >And She just had to pick the dorkiest shirt you own. The Mega Hedgehog shirt.
- >Whatever.
- >"Anyway, I need you to run an errand."
- >"When you were dozing off, I found a cure to the condition. It'll take some weird ingredients, but I only need you to get one. Right here."
- >She points to a line circled red in her book.
- >...The line fills you with disdain.
- "The blood of a virgin?"
- >"Mhmm. The spell Trixie found demands it."
- >She delivers the line nonchalantly, as if it was easy to ask for.
- >Your expression visibly drops.
- "How the hell am I going to find it?"
- >"Well, you can't get it from yourself. Not any more anyway."
- >It's like she was waiting to say that.
- "Haha. Now, seriously! Even if I find a virgin, how am I gonna take their blood!?"
- >She looks up from the book.
- >"That's your issue. I'm the one getting these things together. We need the blood of a virgin to heal the blight on our souls. If I make the potion correct, The pure blood shall wipe away any sin. And, well, we've both got our fair share of sin."
- "Ugh...."
- >You hate that she's right.
- >"School is only half over. If you hurry, you can bump into someone who might know a virgin before lunch ends. I'll get the other ingredients going."
- >You groggily start leaving.
- "Wait...What about the sun?"
- >"Risky...Hm. Your usual dumb coat won't be enough."
- "It's not dumb! It's a Van Helsing replica! It's just like the one he wore!"
- >"Whatever. Do you have some kind of other coat that can hide your face?"
- >You think for a bit.
- "I did dress up like a vampire one year for Halloween..."
- >"Well, look at it this way. Now you can ALWAYS dress up like a vampire. If you keep standing around anyway."
- "I get it, I get it..."
- >You grab the oversized cloak out of your closet. It obviously still fits.
- >The front covers your face somewhat well.
- >Enough to block the sun anyway.
- >You look like a freak. But it's not like you can do much about it.
- >"Nice look, Nosferatu."
- "Bite me. Oh, wait, if you didn't, we wouldn't be in this mess."
- >"And I'm your only chance out of it. Now, are we gonna bicker like an old couple, or are you gonna go get me some virgin's blood?"
- "Sigh...I'm off."
- >The cloak is doing a good job. A quick extended finger tells you that the sun, indeed, hurts like hell.
- >You sigh again to yourself.
- "At least it'll be over soon..."
- >You start walking to school, with the most awkward conversations in the history of the universe ahead of you
- So..."
- >You began talking to Rainbow Dash, the school's eyes and ears so to speak. If anyone knows if another student isn't a virgin, it would be her.
- >You used to have gym with her, so it isn't like this would be too creepy. Just sudden.
- >"You don't talk to me all too much Anon. Something serious?"
- "Nah...but...hey, what do you know about Rarity?"
- >She was the only one you'd know off of the top of your head who might be pure.
- >"Rarity? You know you're talking about one of my best friends right?"
- >Well, good for me.
- "I was talking...relationship wise."
- >"Pssht. She's- you know what, you should talk to her about it."
- >She delivered the last line with a slight smirk.
- >Oh boy.
- >With some effort, you make your way to the sewing class, due to Rainbow's guidance.
- >Can she even be in the sewing class at this time? It's the final period.
- >You knock on the door, expecting no one to come to it.
- >"Hm? Honey, you're in school today? I didn't see you first period. One sec, let me get the door."
- >She's got you figured for someone else.
- >Ah well. She'll learn soon enough.
- >The door opens slowly, and you're greeted to a girl wearing a simple dress.
- >"Ah...! Sorry, I had you figured for someone else. Anyway, the sewing class isn't in session. Is there anything I can do to help you?"
- >You can't ask the question so bluntly.
- >Shit...
- "Who did you think I was?"
- >"My darling boyfriend, of course. Usually we spend the last period together. When he's not getting chewed out by Celestia, of course."
- >Ah yes. The principal. She's not known as benevolent, but she seems fair enough.
- "Wait, so you and him do what here?"
- > Your question makes her take a step back, but she smiles a bit.
- >"Talk about the day. Talk about eachother. Sometimes a bit more than just talk. But nothing too lewd. Not here anyway. Feel free to come in."
- >Confirmed for not virgin.
- >You shake your head from side to side sighing to yourself. You walk into the room, taking a seat.
- >Well, your first guess for a virgin failed.
- "Is anyone pure in this school?"
- >You delivered this line half to yourself, half to her.
- >"Ah....! So it's a virgin you're after. I guess I can play match maker for a bit. I know one girl who might strike your fancy."
- >Woah what.
- >"She usually goes by her handle, DJ-PON3. But her real name's Vinyl. Vinyl Scratch."
- "Wait...Vinyl? She seems more intent on listening to music than getting into a relationship."
- >"My point exactly."
- >You begin to see how she thinks.
- >"She usually hangs by some club after school. The management give her permission to use their equipment to work on music, so long as she performs there every so often."
- >You peek at the clock, seeing there's only a bit left to school.
- "You have the address to this place?"
- >"Yep. Here you go."
- >She jots down something quickly on a paper, and hands it to you with as smile.
- >"Good luck, lover boy."
- >You go near the door, your hand on the handle.
- "What's your boyfriends name anyway?"
- >"Oh, it's-"
- >She gets cut off by the bell.
- >"Hm. Some other time. Quick, get to the address! Hurry, Anon!"
- >You walk off to the adress somewhat quickly. It isn't too far from the school, and the area is somewhat familiar.
- >You move your trusty black cloak so it conceals your face more efficiently.
- >You wonder if this will even work, between getting the blood, and actually asking if she's a virgin.
- > You finally reach the building.
- >The sign isn't lit up, but you can read it nonetheless.
- "Club Escaspade, eh?"
- >You open the door, being greeted by loud music.
- >Dubstep.
- >Not your favorite, but it's at least decently made.
- "Vinyl!"
- >The girl holds her headphones in place, nodding to the beat.
- "Vinyl!"
- >Despite being louder, you don't reach out to her.
- >You move over to her, and tap her on the shoulder.
- >She jumps a bit, and looks to you.
- >"What are you doing here?"
- "Uhhh...well. I heard you make...music?"
- >Oh Gods that line was terrible.
- >You need a subject change.
- "Wait...how did you set up so fast? Weren't you just in school?"
- >She smirks.
- >"Says the person walking around the hallways poking around for something."
- >She's observant.
- "Well..."
- >"Canterlot High, senior year. Vinyl Scratch. I'm guessing you know me?"
- "Rarity kind of...long story. I'm Anonymous."
- >"That purple haired girl? I told her to send me people who seemed cool like, months ago. First time she's actually done it."
- >You recall your mission.
- "She said you were pure. Innocent."
- >"I've got my vibrations."
- >She makes a quick nod to the large speakers behind her.
- >"But that's a bit personal. I usually don't discuss things like this. Got a reason, cutie?"
- >The compliment overwhelms you with some kind of emotion.
- >Happiness?
- "It's...complicated..."
- >"Hmm...alright. You seem really pale. Have you been eating enough? Sleeping enough?"
- >No and no. Especially eating. You haven't even drank from a human...
- >Though her neck looks delicious...
- >...
- >You shake your head.
- "I'm in...kind of a weird time of my life."
- >Could you tell her you were a fucking vampire? Would she even believe it...?
- >"Goth phase, I take it?"
- >The comment makes you take a step back.
- "What?!"
- >"Colored contacts, black cloak, fake fangs. I know a goth when I see one."
- >She wasn't that far off.
- "Wait...my eyes are red?"
- > They weren't last time you had looked in the mirror.
- >"Did you mean to put on some purple contacts or something?"
- >It's spreading faster than you had thought...
- >You're becoming more vampiric.
- "It's...ugh. There's no easy way to put this."
- >She tilts her head.
- "Vinyl. I know we just met but...please believe me."
- >You take a sigh.
- "I'm...A vampire."
- >"A vampire?"
- "Well...kind of. I mean, Trixie was. And she bit me. But I have some powers, and I need human blood. Wait, no! I need pure blood. If I can get that, the curse can be undone."
- > She's nodding along.
- >Is she going to believe you?
- >"Wait...so the cloak..."
- >She drags you by the arm with speed, getting you cloakless in the sunlight.
- >You can feel your flesh burning up.
- "A....Ahh!"
- >You aren't on fire, but your skin is crackling.
- >Quite audibly.
- >You feel like you're going to die...
- "GODDAMMIT VINYL WHAT THE FUCK"
- >She quickly pushes you back into the dimly lit club.
- >"Oh my god I'm so sorry! I thought you were bluffing!"
- >You can see where she's coming from. This whole situation is pretty fucking weird.
- >That didn't help the burning sensation on your flesh.
- >Oh God...
- >"Alright so you have extreme sensitivity to light. Isn't it good to know that?"
- >Fuck it stings
- "I...whatever. Listen. I need to be cured. I don't want to be a vampire."
- >She sits down on a chair.
- >"Why not? It sounds better than being mortal. Besides the whole burning thin. Need ice?"
- >Would ice even help?
- "Err...no thanks. I think I'll be fine. But...its a pain in the ass. I'm trying to cure myself before I do drink from someone."
- >"So you haven't sucked anyones blood yet?"
- >Stop mentioning blood please.
- >The veins in her neck seem filled to the brim.
- >It's not like Vinyl is a bad looking girl either. She obviously cares little about her appearance unless it's during a concert. Her hair is messy, and her clothes are extremely basic.
- >But yet she pulls them off so well. And her skin...it's white tone only further hilights the veins...
- >Snap out of it, Anon!
- >"Anon?"
- "Huh?"
- >You finally snap out of it.
- >"You haven't sucked anyones blood yet?"
- "Ah!...N...no."
- >She gives you a unique look.
- >Is it sorrow? Sympathy?
- >"Dude, that's like rule number one of vampires. You need to drink blood. No wonder you look dead. Wait, you kind of are."
- >She looks puzzled.
- >"Hm. You said Trixie's a vampire too?"
- "Yeah....Spell gone wrong. And then I didn't believe her, and she bit me."
- >"Something tells me that's not all."
- >How did she...
- "I don't know what you mean."
- >"There's got to be something else. I know my vampires, they don't just bite."
- >Wait. She watches vampire movies?
- "What do you know about vampires?"
- >"Enough to know that the coat you usually wear is a replica of the one Van Helsing wore when he went to vanquish them. Enough to know you're doomed in a church."
- >She was dead on with the coat.
- >"Italian food is probably safe. Maybe. You don't want to risk it though, huh?"
- >She's pretty good.
- >"And let me guess. Trixie is in your home right now? Cooking up that spell you need pure blood for?"
- >3 for 0.
- >Not bad.
- >"Your expression told me everything I need to know. But why let her in?"
- "Yeah turns out that vampires can enter homes without consent. But I would've anyway. Me and her ARE friends."
- >"Damn. Ah well."
- >She kicks back.
- >"You know, I've always thought vampires existed. Guess I was right. But I never expected you to come to me. I totally owe Rarity one."
- "Well, are you gonna help me or not? I could use it."
- >"Hmm... Yeah, fine. You'd better be gentle though. I need to be able to produce music or else I'd go nuts."
- "Fair enough. Now come on. Let's get to my apartment."
- >She follows you at a close distance.
- >Thankfully the sun has set. You don't need to worry about the burning sensation as much.
- The walk is short, and quiet. Vinyl isn't much of a talker, but she does seem at least mildly interested in helping you.
- >Before long you were both in front of your apartment.
- >You open the lock easily, and see Trixie messing with something on the stove.
- "I'm home. And I brought a volunteer."
- >Trixie turns to you.
- >"Just in time. The littleroot nectar is boiling."
- "English please?"
- >"The littleroot nectar will downplay the effects of the pure blood so our bodies don't just full on reject it."
- >You've lost track of Vinyl, but she comes back quickly enough with your coat.
- >"It's warmer than I thought it would be!"
- >She's more childish than you thought she would be.
- >Ah well.
- >Trixie rolls her eyes at Vinyl, turning back to you.
- >"Where did you find her anyway?"
- "Friend of a friend. This won't hurt her, will it?"
- >"Not that badly. I swiped this from the nurses office a while back."
- >She presents a tool used to prick fingers. She seems particularly proud of it.
- "How did you even get that?"
- >"By now I'm sure you've noticed the nurse is never in. So Trixie went there a while back and got this."
- "And you took it why?"
- >"Trixie thought it would come in handy."
- >Kleptomania at it's finest.
- >You see Vinyl poking at the boiling water while Trixie reads the spellbook carefully.
- >She raises the root higher, and observes it for a bit.
- >"Anon!"
- >You quickly turn to Trixie.
- >"The time is upon us. Let's cleanse ourselves of this curse once and for all."
- >You nod, eyes now on Vinyl, your savior.
- >You look to the pot of water, and notice something is off.
- >However, you're looking for magic to be somewhat normal?
- >Well, as long as you return back to from being a vampire, things could be worse.
- >Vinyl walks up to Trixie, extending her hand.
- >"Go ahead. You need my blood, right?"
- >"Two drops for Anon's cup, two for mine."
- >"Alright."
- >Trixie holds Vinyl's hand steady, piercing it with the sharp tip of the contraption.
- > Vinyl winces, but remains strong.
- > Hovering her finger tip above Trixie's cup, two crimson spheres drip out of her digit.
- >Trixie then moves your cup closer, and two more drips come out.
- >"There we go. Ready Anon?"
- >Trixie raises the cup to her lips. You do the same.
- >There's a bit of the physical root in your cup.
- >Bleh...if it'll cure you...
- >....
- >The taste is bitter. And you can feel something burning your chest...
- > The sensation is burning through your body now.
- >You hear a mortified scream from Trixie, instantly getting your attention.
- >"Anon! My...ah! Book!"
- >Trixie falls to the ground, quite visibly hurt. But why? It didn't effect you that badly.
- >Wait...her book?
- > You look to Vinyl, holding her spellbook.
- >"So this is your book, huh?"
- > You feel the fangs reducing in size.
- > A brief look to Trixie ensures she's still having pains.
- >"P...paws off of it...it's....mine..."
- >"After I've seen you try to cast spells with that book, I immediately thought it as a fake. Though, it seems you've managed to do SOMETHING with it. Even if it was hurting dear Anon over here...
- >Trixie almost manages to get up, falling back down in pain only a second later.
- >"How...."
- >"Removed the littleroot from it all together, but snuck it into Anons cup. I don't want him hurt. I wouldn't dare."
- >That explains the weird thing in your cup.
- >"Your body is trying to reject the pure blood. You should listen to it."
- "Vinyl, why?"
- >This was all you could muster?
- >Your best friend is in pain and this is it?
- >"Well...now nothing can stop me from getting to you, Anon."
- >The statement throws you off.
- "What.....?"
- >She flips through the book quickly, settling on a page.
- >"This should work..."
- >She begins speaking in a language near incomprehensible.
- >She makes a smirk at the end.
- "And now the words I needed from this dumb book... I hereby cast you in this serenade of infatuation!"
- >You feel yourself dazed in her presence.
- >She moves over to you, placing a finger on your chin.
- >She instantly pulls you in for a long kiss, and you slowly feel yourself losing consciousness.
- >"Rest easy...my love..."
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