The darkness eventually brightened until I was standing in an endless white plain. And while this was mildly unnerving it also had a delightful calming effect for some reason. However that calm only lasted until I looked at my legs and body and realized all my wounds were missing along with my armor. Confusion soon took hold but with little idea what was happening I merely called out “Hello?” into the endless expanse.

In response I heard somepony state in a familiar voice, “Hello, Blood Moon.”

This in turn lead me to gasp out, “Pure Blood?!” as I saw a brown colored earth pony walk up to me. Then as red tears welled in my eyes I added, “Where are we? What is going on?”

A tired sigh left her lips before she stated, “We are currently in limbo. A place between the world of the living and the afterlife.”

Worry began to overtake me as I said, “Am I...dead?” in reply.

“No, but you are close to it,” she stated as her glowing slitted brown eyes looked at me with red tears in them. She then added, “We have brought you here for a bit of a talk,” and walked closer to me.

“We?” I said with a puzzled look on my face.

“Yes we,” another familiar voice spoke out as a tan unicorn walked up and I had recognized him as my adoptive father.

“Father?!” I stammered out with more red tears rolling down my face.

He merely smirked and stated, “I would say in the flesh, but that seems to be untrue right now. Also do not go getting all mushy on me, I thought I taught you better than that."

In response I wiped the tears from my eyes before saying, “What is going on here?”

But before he said anything my adoptive father's piercing and glowing blue slitted eyes just looked squarely at me. “Well, we waited here for over a century to talk about the guilt you carry. Our deaths were not your fault. You need to stop blaming yourself,” he stated.

Pure Blood spoke up as well, “You need to forgive yourself and move on, as we do not hold you responsible.”

My father then spoke sternly again, “Now get out of here. You have a princess to protect.”

And in some sort of last act Pure Blood walked up and kissed me on the lips. And just when we broke the kiss the white area faded to black once more.

But not long after I heard a booming feminine voice say, “By the moon, it twas difficult to drag them here like that. He refuses to let go of her leg."

“I know Luna, but we got them here none the less and had the doctors work around his broken armor to pull out most, if not all, the shrapnel regardless,” stated another feminine voice.

“I know that Celestia, now please stand aside. I am going to attempt to override his armor,” said Luna. I then heard a muffled voice in my mind, 'Suppression armor, master override, Princess Luna, armor retract.' And in response my armor let out a small popping noise, a scrape of metal, and finally a cracking sound. Then not a second later I felt the metal ring around my neck fall off, along with all of my remaining plate armor.

“Well, that twas not supposed to happen. It appears the fool overloaded his armor…again,” Luna stated and sighed.

“Well at least it's off, now please, you stand back this tim-,” Celestia began to state before being interrupted.

"Wait!" Luna interjected.

"What's wrong Luna?" Celestia inquired.

"Something is different, even with all his wounds, he...he is resting peacefully. That has not happened for the entire time I have known him. His nightmare is gone! His mind has somehow been stabilized, well, about as stable as his shall ever get. What in Tartarus happened in that townhall?" Luna stated.

Eventually I heard hoofsteps close to me before Luna spoke again, “Are you certain of this sister? I can heal faster than you can."

“I'm certain, now please stand back,” Celestia replied.

A hoof soon gently opened my mouth. I then heard somepony suck in a quick breath and felt a small trickle of blood stream into my mouth. And with unconscious desire I released Twilight and pressed the bleeding leg closer. I then began to lap at the blood with my pointed tongue. It was a familiar taste, powerful and hearty, with a hint of warmth. But after a minute the leg pulled itself away from me. I then heard Luna state, “Here sister, let me bandage that,” before the surge of powerful blood caused my vampiric healing to jump-start and begin to painfully mend my wounds. And after about twenty minutes I was able to slowly open my eyes, though my vision was partially blurred.

Then with a foggy mind I turned my head to the left and raggedly said, “It seems this is the second time you have had to revive me Princess Celestia.”

Celestia quietly laughed and said, “Only this time you didn't have a collapsed, burnt townhall on top of you.”

I smiled and responded, “For that I am thankful. I am also eternally grateful for both of your kindness." I then turned my head to the right to look at Twilight and stated, "How is Princess Twilight Sparkle?”

Celestia replied with a worried tone, “She'll recover, with great thanks to you. However, she's going to have a rude surprise when she wakes up.” She then added, “We must return to Canterlot and try to determine where those rogue solar channelers came from. Please give Twilight our regards.” Then both Luna and Celestia nodded to me and teleported in a flash of blue and white respectively.

Afterwards I laid there staring at the ceiling of the hospital room for several hours and continued to breathe in the air that reeked of alcohol and sanitizer. But after my body mostly healed itself I sat up and pushed all the pieces of my armor's plates and ring into a metal box that seemed to be next to my bed.

A frown soon appeared on my face as I thought out loud, “Well there is another week long project...”

Then with a moderate amount of effort I managed to get myself out of my bed. But as I did so I noticed something odd on the chair by my hospital room door. It was a thick black metal ring with two triangle shaped gemstones of turquoise and ruby embedded in it. Upon further inspection I noticed there was a note attached to the side of it. In turn I took the note and it read, “Hey, sir breaksalot, since I heard ye ruined your old armor...again, I decided to give ya one of the new models I've been tinkerin' with. I swear to Princess Luna if ya break this one, I'm gonna to hunt ya down, signed Black Hammer.”

In response I smirked and thought, “Who are you kidding Black Hammer? You, me, and the other forgers love when other ponies use our new toys.” I then smiled with slight glee and thought, “My my, it is like Hearts Warming Eve came early,” as I picked up the ring with my magic.

Afterwards I examined the ring for a few more seconds before saying, “Well no time like the present,” before I separated it and reattaching it around the base of my neck. I then spoke in my mind 'Suppression armor, activate.'

Now normally I was expecting metal plates to come out like usual, but that is not what happened. Instead a strange black metallic liquid flowed out over my body. And as it flowed holes in the liquid formed where my eyes, mouth and ears were. Then finally the it raised and shaped itself into what looked like metal plates.

A small voice soon sounded in my mind, 'I see ye were brave enough to try it out ya daft fool, heh heh heh. Now to quell yer mad curiosity the armor uses dark iron granules in a special mixture that can be manipulated with yer mind, scary thought in your case heh heh heh. I'd highly advise testin' it outside and I'll be wantin' feedback, regards, Black Hammer.'

In response I began to laugh with an ear to ear smile afterwards and thought to myself, 'I will have to test this little beauty out later after I check on the princess.'

And with that thought in mind I first started by checking the curtains by Twilight. It had appeared that it was starting to become dusk outside to which I thought, 'Dear Luna, how long have I been unconscious?' But that pattern of thought was quickly overridden when I noticed there was blood bag sitting on a small table between our hospital beds.

Upon inspection there was a note attached and it read, "Hey guys, you're probably going to be out for a while. Princess Luna explained what happened to Twilight. I managed to get this from the Hospital staff. It was the only one I could get as nopony else was brave enough to use it. Signed Spike. P.S. I’m sleeping back at home, these hospital beds are terrible.”

In turn put down the note and stared at the bag thoroughly puzzled. “Nopony was brave enough to use this?” I said thinking out loud. I then read the donor label and it stated the name “Pinkie Pie”. “Hmm, why is that name familiar?” I stated and stood pondering.

But after a few minutes of confusion I merely shook off any further thoughts before I walked over to Twilight. However, as I was about to brush her mane away from her eyes, my armor seemed to crawl away from my hoof. 'Hmm that is…unusual. It must be reacting to my thoughts,' I wondered before thinking, 'I had better remove it for the night until I can get it more under control.' And so I spoke in my mind, 'Suppression armor, retract full suit.' The armor soon crawled back into the ring around my neck in a bizarre slithering feeling. A cold shivver soon shot up my spine as I mumbled out, "That was...unnerving."

But regardless of such strange things, I went back to trying to brush Twilight’s mane again. However, after I did so she, still sleeping, grabbed my leg with both of her forehooves as a result. She then proceeded to nuzzle her face against it. And to make matters more amusing every time I tried to pull my leg away, she would hold it tighter and let out a low growl.

A small smile crawled up my face as I mused, “You require blood I see. Yes, I too get moody when I am hungry,” And so I pushed my leg closer to her mouth and she bit down with her fangs. The abrupt pain caused my shoulder and leg muscles to clench as I mentally noted, 'It appears that hurts more than I remember." Twilight however did not seem to notice as she began to unconsciously lap at the blood, still fast asleep.

But after a minute or so I managed to pull my leg away from her and focused my stored life force to quickly heal the wound. In response she just licked her lips, rolled over, and continued to sleep. Me on the other hoof was unsurprisingly not doing so well. I had forgotten that I was still recovering myself and the loss of blood made me become quite light headed. Hunger soon crept up on me and I began to look for a source to sate it. Needless to say the only source I found was the blood bag sitting next to me.

Now at first nothing seemed to be out of ordinary as I picked it up gingerly and bit into it. But that was when something clicked in my memory. 'Wait a minute, Pinkie Pie was that bouncing pink earth pony at Twilight’s lib-' but the thought was violently overridden when the blood poured down my throat. The word revolting did not even begin to describe the flavor. It tasted like a birthday cake unmercifully coated in chocolate sauce, then caramel, then rolled in a pound of hard candy and finally drown in a vat of sugar water. And somehow someway in some horrid feat I managed to gag the bag down. This though was quickly proceeding to me falling into a sitting position while clutching my chest. Then in short order after that I fell to my side, still holding my chest while my heart threatened to explode.

For nearly forty minutes I endured pure wide eyed agony before I managed to drag myself back into my hospital bed. I then spent the next hour on my back, uncontrollably twitching. Eventually though by some miracle my body managed to calm down enough for me to go to sleep. But that turned out be the second terrible mistake I made in the last two hours. Because after I closed my eyes I was greeted by dreams that were borderline unfathomable. They were swirling chaotic messes of random colors and always accompanied by a strange disembodied giggling that came from everywhere and nowhere. Darkness soon mercifully took over as I assumed my mind finally gave up trying to render those monstrosities.

An unknown amount of time pasted by after that until something startled me partially awake. For it seemed that I felt some hooves press on my bed’s mattress. My ears perked up and I sniffed the air in response. And to my confusion it smelled like Twilight’s scent. Upon fearing the worst I slowly opened my left eye and saw two glowing purple slitted eyes climb onto my bed. The eyes were staring straight at me and they seemed to slowly crawl closer to my face. However this only served to confuse me further until I quickly opened my right eye and saw a hunger those glowing purple eyes.

A hard knot formed in my stomach before I whispered, “Are you alright, princess?” But when no response came I swallowed nervously and added, "not good." To elaborate I have done research on this, as it happened to me once before. It seems that when a pony is newly turned, they often start off close to death. As such when their body recovers their sub-conscious is the first part of their mind to wake up. And as a result without the conscious mind to subdue it, it usually seeks out basic primal cravings. The most common is blood, the other one is more…interesting.

So without much warning Twilight began to crawl herself on top of me. Her pointed tongue soon licked the fur on my chest and it sent some pleasurable sensations down my spine. 'By the moon it has been so long since I felt that,' I thought as my mind started to race. And without much in the way of options I merely tried to lay as still as my body would let me. For you see I could not risk pushing her away as her sub-conscious would in all probability become enraged, lash out, and do unspeakable things to me.

In turn I let her continue until I could think of a hasty solution. And so unabated she crawled up to my face and kissed me on the lips. In response my eyes widened in shock and I thought, 'This is going to very difficult to explain to her later,' as my mind continued to race still desperately trying to discover a solution.

But again nothing of substance came to mind and Twilight still proceeded onwards. So much so that her body started to rub against me, and despite my best efforts, it did not require much time before my own body reacted. For only moments later I slowly became as hard as an oak in the Everfree. In turn with little hesitation she took this as an invitation and mounted me. Her hips soon began to move up and down in a rhythmic motion. And all I could do was grit my teeth as two conflicting thoughts began fighting back and forth in my mind. Eventually the more pleasurable thought won out and I grabbed her flank with my forehooves and thrust her down harder.

In the end she wound up riding me for the better part of thirty minutes until I leaned up, turned my head, and lightly bit her neck with my fangs. For this little act interestingly resulted in her finally going over the edge if you will. In turn her back arched and she started to shake as her wings twitched. And while quite pleasing to watch I ended missing most of such a display as I could not hold back any longer and went off as well.

She soon slid off to my right and started blinking as if waking up from a dream. She then shook her head and squinted. “Blood Moon? Wha...what happened?” she said, her voice groggy and rough.

Guilt started to creep up on me and all I could state in reply was, “Well…umm…err,” as my mind failed to come up with anything better.

Her eyes then widened before she frantically whispered, “Dear Celestia, did we do what I think we did?! Did you go off in me?! Of course you did! This is bad very very bad!”

In response I merely smiled and whispered, “Princess.”

However her panicked whispers just continued, “Ooooh I have no idea how to raise a foal aaahh.”

I half narrowed my eyes to this before I whispered again more sternly, “Princess.”

Though this did little as she was still undeterred in her frantic whispers, “I think I have some books on the topic. Yes my books! I bet they'll hold the solution to this and why are two of my front teeth so pointy-” And she probably would have kept on going if I had not interrupted her.

“Princess Twilight Sparkle!” I said nearly shouting.

“WHAT?!” she responded and looked at me.

And I just matched her gaze with my eyes still half closed before I smiled and said quietly, "In order to save your life I was forced to turn you into one of my kind. It was a last resort to stop you from bleeding to death. Also when ponies are turned into vampires we are rendered sterile and infertile. I believe it is some cruel fail-safe to prevent our 'gift' from spreading too much."

In turn the sheer amount of puzzlement from my statements that was imbued into her was quite amusing to say the least. For her face switched from surprise to sadness to a mischievous grin to shock as she said, “OH, oh, oooooh. Wait...I’m a what?!” However it was my turn to get the best of her as I leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes quickly widened as a result before they then closed. And all I can say after that was that we truly had our way with each other for the rest of the night.

Do not drink Pinkie Pie's blood...just...do not.