Adagio Dazzle lost track of how long she'd been running and hiding. In actually it hadn't been that long, but it seemed like forever, now that she didn't have the company of her sisters to fall back on. Certainly, she could have crashed at Flim and Flam's place indefinitely, but after they'd kept her trapped their for months and had their way with her sleeping there would've filled her with terrible nightmares. No, she'd had little choice but to take the small fortune they left lying around and run.

They had probably died of dehydration or starvation in that hidden basement by now. Good riddance. Aria had sicced them on her as revenge...and maybe she deserved it. But so far as she was concerned they were even now. Sonata had drifted away to Sunset Shimmer now, not that she blamed her after she'd been forced to abandon her. Well, she'd never been too useful anyhow.

Currently she crashed in a rundown hotel. She was constantly on the move, checking in-and-out soon as possible, trying to switch up her routine so as not to leave an easy trail. A part of her knew she should change her look...but vanity got the better of her. So far as she was concerned, she was perfect and refused to ever change! But when she went to the bathroom her reflection showed a tired, battered woman, still beautiful but obviously haunted like she'd visibly aged in a short time. She swallowed a hateful scream and bottled up a fist she wanted to smash into the mirror. Did her race truly deserve such a pitiful fate?

She stripped out of her usual costume, which she couldn't bear to part with but at least had the sense to cover up with other attire while out in public, and left a trail of clothes behind her as she padded barefoot to the shower. She turned on the water which hissed to life and poured over her voluptuous curves, smiling as she brushed back her wetted hair with a smirk. She closed her eyes as the steam rose around her, picking up a bar of soap and lathering herself all over with a muted moan.

She allowed herself a rare moment of tranquility. For now all her anxieties died away. The moment she let them creep but, she might start crying again, and she couldn't bear to wallow in self-pity. That would only stifle her ambitions. She'd have to start anew...somehow. But she'd lost all her allies and resources...not that she'd ever allow that to halt her ambitions!

“You didn't know that you fell,” she sang to herself over the pouring water.

“Now that you're under our spell,” finished a pair of familiar voices.

She spun and almost slipped in the tub, facing the pair of naked sirens that entered. “It-it can't be.” She pressed her slippery back and bottom against the wall. “You're dead!”

“Yeah, I get that a lot. Too bad for you!” Aria took the lead with Sonata close behind, their eyes turning crimson as they bared their fangs with a shared hiss. “Let's share this little snack!” The sisters closed around their eldest, trapping her between them.

Adagio swallowed hard as their slippery physiques pressed upon her own. “After what Flim and Flam did to me, aren't we even? They trapped me in one of their flophouses for months, raped me often at the same time for over three months...”

“So? Get over it,” replied Aria who threw back her words with sheer spite. “You think that makes up for an entire lifetime?”

“I did it to make you stronger,” said Adagio whose face hardened. “And it worked. You're one tough bitch. All thanks to me!”

“Fuck. You.” Aria kneed her hard in the crotch and she almost doubled over. She and Sonata descended on her, each taking a tit in their mouths and biting into the tender fatty sacks, suckling on them as she instinctively moaned and arced her bosom. They traced her nipples with their tongues while the hollows of their fangs helped suck up the sweet hot nectar, the messy overflow running down their chins and washing down the drain. They worked her over until she fell unconscious in their arms.

She desperately wanted to torture her more but Tirek forbade it. She had no choice but to play along. At least he'd offered to let her lead Adagio and Sonata...but first her eldest sister needed to be turned by him. “Poor Adagio,” began Sonata who quickly shut her mouth when Aria shot her a death stare. Under the cover of darkness it wouldn't be too hard to spirit her away.

That same day both parties scoured the city for any sign of Pacific Glow. They stopped by all the areas she might have gone, asked around for any sort of clue, but nobody had seen hide-nor-hair of her since that fateful night. Eventually the second group made their way back to her workplace, a strip club in a shadier portion of the city. To their surprise it was currently open, albeit there weren't many dancers on duty and even less customers. Neon lights reflected off the floodwaters as they flashed their Ids and were allowed in by the bouncer. “I need a drink,” whined Rainbow Dash who plopped her butt down at the bar.

“Me too,” chirped Pinkie Pie who settled next to her. “Come on girls, we could use a break!”

“Not much a fan of these sorts of places,” said Applejack who crossed her arms defensively. “I reckon a drink could calm my nerves, though!” She leaned on the counter and playfully smacked a fist on it. “Somethin' hard, if ya please!”

“Hello,” said Rarity who flushed when she settled down and was immediately propositioned by a stripper. “No lap dance for now, please. But feel free to use the table.” She set down a few bills as Flitter hopped up on the table. Nearby trailed Cloudchaser who started to rub the fashionista's shoulders, kneading out the tense muscles as she pressed her breasts upon her back. “Aw...w-well...that does feel rather pleasant. You can go a little lower,” she invited with a light smile.

Inky Rose darted her eyes around as if her friend would suddenly materialized. “I'm going to see the manager. It's said they're rather elusive...but hopefully they'll see me.” Her spidery skirts trailed behind her as she headed up the stairs.

After a short conversation with a pair of bouncers, who went to their boss and then returned, she was told to proceed. She sucked in a deep breath and hurried down the hall on the second floor. She came upon the room the bouncers had indicated, and knocked on the office door. “Come in,” said a low voice that made her skin crawl. Nevertheless she entered the gloom.

She came before the desk in the dim room, the chair where the boss sat turned so that she couldn't see them. “Hello. My name is Inky Rose. My friend Pacific Glow works here. I was wondering if you may have any clues as to her whereabouts?”

A creak sounded as the chair slowly turned. What she saw was a dark-skinned woman with a devious smile and emerald hair which trailed about her shoulders. She was tall and well-built, a match for Celestia, with similar killer curves. “I'm afraid I have no idea. I am known as the Queen...but you may call me Chrysalis!” She removed a fan from between her buxom breasts barely contained in her black silk gown, folded it out, and waved it across her smirking face. “I sympathize with your position, lost little child. You see, when a dancer vanishes it's bad for business! Perhaps I could propose an alliance?”

Inky balked a little. “I-I'm not sure. This is all so sudden. Plus I'd have to confer with my friends.”

Chrysalis rose and walked around her, skirts swishing about. She looked her over with leering approval. “You'd certainly make a tasty treat here.” She started to get a little too friendly, hands tracing up Rose's sides, tracing her well-formed hourglass figure until Inky pulled away. “Such a shame. Still...think it over,” she said with a melodramatic little giggle.

Inky paled. Something about the woman creeped her out despite her obvious allure. But she'd heard about this 'Queen' and all her connections, many of them on the less than legal side. She'd certainly help in their search. “I shall.”

“Excellent.” She drew a sword from a pair crossed behind her chair on the wall. “Do you believe in vampires?”

“I'm not sure. Once I would have said no, but after all the weird stuff I'd seen...” She thought back to Sombra's shop The Shadow Dimensions, all the research the occultist had done into the supernatural with few results. From what she could tell all the magic in this world came from Equestria. His dabbling into the unknown here had borne little more than extra cash from other people like him that wished to believe there was more to this world. “Why do you ask?”

“Because they are real. And there are those like me who hunt them!” Her cackle echoed throughout the interior.

“Okay,” said Inky who said it more sarcastically than intended. Of course it was difficult to swallow.

“Poor lost child. You don't believe me? Well, that's understandable. Perhaps a vampire kidnapped your poor, hapless friend. They have a thing for tasty little wenches,” she mused with a slow lick of her painted lips. “Tender little morsels of blood, fat, and meat.” She pirouetted about, slashing her sword at the air in an elegant but almost random manner. On closer inspection the blade was lined in a series of elaborate runes, a few she even recognized thanks to aiding in Sombra's tireless research.

The woman obviously wasn't all there. But to locate Pacific Glow she'd do almost anything. She was like a little sister to her and she took that responsibility with the utmost seriousness. Her heels clicked when she took her leave and headed back downstairs. It seemed no matter where she turned this supposedly peaceful city held more dark secrets than she could've imagined.

Tree Hugger sat in the lotus position across from Fluttershy and strummed her old-fashioned guitar. She belted out a bit of reggae, and her girlfriend joined her in a duet, the pair swaying back-and-forth in casual attire while Spike yipped nearby. They had set out a bowl with lots of water and another filled to the brim with food. They had a habit of spoiling him every time he came by. Rain continued to lash overhead as they waited around for the others to return. The hours crawled by.

Usually this area was so remote the pair would traipse around nude in broad daylight, and similarly practice yoga in the buff, but Hugs could feel a certainly unsettling vibe in the air which made her skin crawl. Neither of them were fighters by any stretch. She kept her van parked nearby, and the keys in her shorts, in case they suddenly needed to check out.

“It's okay Tree,” said Fluttershy who squeezed her arm. “Take a deep breath. Just like you always tell me.”

“Thanks, babe.” She stopped darting her eyes about and touched her heart. Usually she'd be the one trying to keep her girlfriend chill. But she couldn't help but feel this terrible premonition. Was it for them, Pacific Glow, or the rest of their friends? “Maybe we'd better arm ourselves. Just in case.” She started to rise when Spike suddenly started barking.

Shy looked over. “What is it, boy?” His hackles rose and his fur stood on end as he growled and stared out the door.

“That's it.” Hugs made strides towards the largest kitchen knife, and in mid-stride the bead curtain rattled, as the trio of sirens made their entrance naked as the day they were born. Spike rushed to defend his friends, and Aria lashed out her barefoot, slamming into his midsection as he jumped at her. His furry body sailed through the air with a yelp and slammed into a wall where he slid down and crumpled. “Spike,” she called when Aria seized her guitar and busted it over her head.

“Spike! Tree!” Flutters ran to assist them despite having no idea what she could do. “What do you want?!” She was suddenly seized behind by Adagio who'd been reborn by Tirek's bite not much longer before. “Revenge?”

“Bingo,” whispered Adagio whose warm breath fell on Shy's ear. She'd decided to obey Tirek and let Aria take the lead of the Dazzlings for now. Soon they would come to realize how much more suited she was to be in charge. Tree stumbled to her feet, a trickle of blood running down her scalp where she'd been struck. “Hmm. Let's up the stakes, shall we?”

Aria sneered. “Why not? Sonata, hold the bitch.”

Sonata reluctantly took hold of Shy. “I'm sorry,” she mumbled locking the girl's arm behind her.

Aria snarled at the hippie. “Nuke the whales fucktard,” she screamed punting her in the cunt. She cried out and toppled back down. “I can't stand your granola girl bullshit. Just seeing all this shit pisses me off! Shut her up!” Sonata clasped a hand over Shy's mouth to block out her wails, while Aria started slashing apart all the artwork on display.

Adagio cupped the hippie's chin, staring into her eyes with a low laugh. “You know your problem, Aria? You have no sense of subtlety. Although there are times that call for more...vulgar actions,” she said suddenly drawing Tree's head up to expose her bare neck, while she extended her fingernails with an audible sound, and raked them across the skin at speeds so swift Shy couldn't follow, blood trickling from the slits in small gushes. Hugs clutched her neck, gurgling on the warmth that filled her.

She nodded to Sonata who let Flutters loose, and she immediately ran to Tree's side, choking on sobs as she knelt beside her girlfriend who was curled into a ball, helping press down on her throat in a hysterical attempt to staunch the bleeding. “Oh God, Tree! Just hold on! P-please,” she begged, shaking all over. “W-why?! She never did anything to you!”

Adagio stepped in front of her sisters before they could answer. “Let's play a little game, shall we? I could turn her into a vampire like us, and possibly damn her soul for all eternity. Or you can watch her bleed out, feeling cold and alone, with her last thought that the woman she loves is ultimately responsible. You brought this on her by resisting the Dazzlings. Time is wasting. What will you do? Your choice,” she purred crouching next to Flutters who kept whimpering.

Within moments Hugs mercifully passed out. Shy continued to indecisively wail, weighing if damning the woman she loved was worth saving her life. Her eyes were red from crying when she turned and whispered, “S-save her.”

“Let's cut the bitch's head off,” said Aria who readied her knife but Adagio shook her head. “Hey, remember who's in command here! Tirek didn't say we had to spare this one! I want to eviscerate this cunt! And show her life isn't some fairy tale!”

Yet when Adagio raised an open palm to halt her Aria felt compelled to obey, all the years of psychological abuse coming back, when the eldest sister made her feel so small and worthless in comparison. Gently she pushed Flutters aside, and Dazzle took the knife from Blaze's hand, slicing open her hand with a small wince and squeezing the blood into Tree's open lips.

“Thank goodness,” mumbled Sonata who watched the wounds start to heal. “I don't want to kill anyone! Especially somebody so nice! Um, she'll be another blood-slave, yes? I'm pretty sure Tirek will let us keep them!”

“Shut it Sonata,” warned Aria as their eldest continued to draw more blood into the hippie's mouth.

None of them noticed Spike stir. Nor that the dog had started to grow, the black magic crackling through his small form. His shadow stretched across the cottage interior, and his howl split the air, pain ripping through his musculature to the bone as he transformed into a werewolf-like monstrosity.

Drool slathered from his jaws as he bounded towards the Dazzlings...

Author's Notes:

Aria is savage...but Adagio is downright diabolical!