It has been a week now since the events of the wedding. After what happened, things settled down and resumed as planned without any further issues. And after the final paperwork, Kalfu was now Scootaloo’s legal guardian. Life was good for those few days and everyone was happy. But, it would seem that peace just isn’t meant to last for long periods of time in this realm.m As on this dark and stormy night. Kalfu would have to make a decision that would change a life forever. A life that he had come to cherish even though he didn’t know it yet.

Kalfu sat by the fire with a book in hand. It was just a little novel he had picked up about an adventurous pirate pegasus who ruled the seas with her trusty crew who were seeking the usual treasures. He was just getting to a rather intense fighting scene before a clap of thunder brought him out of his state of concentration, a sudden feeling of dread running over his spine as he shuddered a bit. It was at this point he felt like he was stabbed through the heart, making him drop his book to the ground and stand up as he grabbed at his chest.

“What…is this feeling…?” He asked himself quietly so as to not wake Scootaloo who was sleeping just down the hall in her new room. He stood there for a moment as he listened to the rain hit against the roof and deck outside. Something was wrong…very, very wrong. And Kalfu could feel the feeling in his chest worsen as time passed. It wasn’t until he felt a rather unpleasant tingling sensation in his arms, neck, and thighs that he knew that something was happening. Something bad.

Suddenly, there was a frantic pounding at his front door. Desperate and needing. It wasn’t until he heard the voice crying out to him that his eyes widened and he swung the door opening, revealing a soaked Sweetie Belle who slammed into Kalfu while sobbing uncontrollably> “M-Master! Please, you gotta help her! She’s dying!!! They are hurting her!!!” she screamed out as she clung onto Kalfu with all she had.

Kalfu was confused at first, everything was happening so fast before he looked down at Sweetie who was covered in large crimson splotches. While she looked like she didn’t have any injuries, he finally realized what was going on and the reason for his pupil’s great distress. “Where is she? Tell me now…” he said as he now knew the urgency of the situation. “We had..just gotten h-home…it all happened so fast! They were waiting for us!” she continued to cry out as she still clung to Kalfu.

“Scoots, wake up! I need to be here with Sweetie! Hurry!” Kalfu shouted as he waited for a disoriented scootaloo to come barreling down the hall clumsily. Though, when she saw the state that her friend was in, she was wide awake now. “You two stay here…under any circumstances do you NOT leave this house!” he shouted before quickly slamming the door on his way out and locking it. He had to be quick, as a life that he unknowingly loved was hanging by thread at this point.

Kalfu soon made it to Rarity’s home with no time to waste, rising up from the ground from a dark portal before he started running through the building calling out Rarity’s name over and over. It wasn’t until he saw a trail of blood leading to her bedroom that he quickly followed it to find the fashionista splayed out on her bed with what looked to be seventeen stab wounds all over her arms, thighs, and neck. His eyes widened in horror as he made his way next to the dying mare and gently took her now cold hand into his.

Rarity opened her eyes slowly as she saw who was holding her hand. She began to cry as her already ruined mascara trailed down her cheeks “K-kal…you came, my darling…~” she said as she tried to smile for him, blood leaking from her mouth as she tried to speak to him. Kalfu fell to his knees as he squeezed her limp hand into his, his eyes meeting hers as he saw the light slowly starting to fade from hers as well as her soul trying to pull away from her body.

“No…nononononono…” he said over and over in a shaking voice as he gazed down at her, not realizing that his tears started flowing down his face. With a weak hand, Rarity reached up and caressed his cheek, still maintaining that weak smile for him “Sssh-sssh….it’s alright, Kal…I…got to see you before I..” she trailed off for a moment before her hand dropped “Please…look after Sweetie…she will…need you.”. Kalfu’s eyes gazed up as he watched Rarity’s soul start to leave her body. His heart at this point felt like it was in a vice as he watched her soul now drift above for a moment.

“No…NO NO NO!!!” he shouted as he slammed his fists into the floor, a scream of agony and rage escaping from his throat as his eyes shifted straight to that familiar dark purple before changing completely to black. He was about to go on a complete rampage until he remembered something. Something that he had recently come into being able to perform. the dark rebirth.

Rarity had come into consciousness as her soul as she gazed down at Kalfu with sadness in her eyes. She floated down next to him and placed a hand upon his back before kneeling next to him and hugging him as best as she could. Kalfu continued to remain on his knees for a few more moments before standing up “I am not letting you go..not yet…” he said as he took hold of her soul form’s hand and suddenly pushed her back down into her body, making her gasp sharply for a moment before she went limp again.

Without wasting a second, he began to concentrate as hard as he could, the room starting to fill with a rather dark wind as it swirled around, throwing things all over to place before it became fully concentrated in his free hand as his other one was still holding down her soul in her body. Soon enough, the dark wind turned into a fiery ball of crimson that shone brightly in the darkness. “With this new soul, I bind you forever to me until you wish to move on to the land of paradise. This I swear…” he said as he slammed the crimson orb into her chest.

Once the binding was complete, Kalfu noticed that Rarity’s soul remained in her body. He watched as her wounds began to seal up quickly, and that the blood that had stained her sheets was slowly being pulled back into her body until it looked like nothing had happened, even the blood that was all over the floor had somehow flowed back and into her once again before she seemed to be fully healed.

However, Kalfu knew that she wasn’t who she used to be any more now. As the dark rebirth has changed her into a creature of darkness, a vampire larva.

Kalfu knew what was coming next…he could see the changes in her body beginning as she became slightly larger in mass. More voluptuous and toned at the same, her ears becoming slightly longer and sharper, sharp teeth protruding from her upper lip, a pair of large bat wings sprouting from her back and to top it all off, her eyes forming a slight crimson hue to her already beautiful sapphire blue irises before the transformation was complete.

Kalfu waited until those very same eyes slowly opened, the mare taking in a deep breath as she sat up quickly while placing a hand over her chest before she looked over at Kalfu who looked at her with a mixture of relief and guilt. It wasn’t until now he realized he had forced this unholy existence upon her without even asking her. He panicked and rushed into things, wanting to do his best to save her from passing on.

“My dear Rarity..please forgive my hasty decision to bring you back in this manner. I just…I couldn’t lose you in such a horrific way. You have so much to live for and to contribute to the world. I couldn’t let this be your last night in this world…I understand if you despise me for it.” he said before he felt her wrap her arms around his shoulders in a loving embrace and squeeze him with all she had, the newly resurrected vampire mare pressing her bare form against his while she nuzzled into his chest.

“How can I despise you when you brought me back..? And to make it even better, you have bound me to you forever~. You and I are practically married now, you know…~”. Kalfu slowly wrapped his arms around her in return before giving a slight blush as she mentioned that to him, a sheepish smile forming across his lips “Ah….you heard that huh..?”. Rarity leaned back slightly as her arms remained wrapped around his neck while nodding “Mhmmm, I sure did, handsome..you better take responsibility now. You wouldn’t want to shame such a lady like myself, would you~?”.

She was teasing him for sure, but in her heart, she couldn’t be any more overjoyed than she was now. She was forever tied to Kalfu and he had brought her back from death. She would struggle with her new self for a little while, yes. But, it was also a new lease on life for her to live her new immortal existence to the fullest, with him and for him. “If that is truly how you feel about it then…it is only right that I am your first…” he said as he unbuttoned his shirt slightly.

Rarity’s eyes widened for a moment as she thought that he was talking about something lewd and indecent at first. Not that she wouldn’t have objected in the slightest as she now literally belonged to him. However, when he craned his neck to the side a bit, something in her started to stir. She gazed upon his neck hungrily as she saw the blood flowing through his veins as she slowly leaned in and lovingly nosed at his neck. “Take what you need, my dear…” he said as he closed his eyes and waited.

Rarity opened up her jaw wide before she clamped it firmly on his neck, the sharp teeth penetrating Kalfu's skin before she began to lovingly suckle on his neck as the blood began to flow into her muzzle. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that she hesitantly pulled away from him, the bite marks on his neck closing, but leaving a permanent mark as if showing that he now belonged to her. Lalfu opened his eyes back up to see Rarity rubbing her hands up and down her body as the blood of a god now flowed into her system, giving her a boost to her new existence.

“Oh sweet Celestia….this feeling is absolutely sublime~~~.” she moaned out before pressing herself against him again while resting her head against his chest. “Mmmmh, thank you, master~,” she said before she covered her mouth with a heavy blush forming across her cheeks as she realized what she had just called him. Kalfu couldn’t help but smile at her embarrassment before he finally got serious in asking her what had happened.

“Did you see who did this to you, my dear?” he asked, getting a head shake in response from her. “They were wearing masks. But they were wearing rather distinguished clothing. Very upscale…” she said as she continued to try and remember any more details about them. “So no one from around here..perhaps another competitor who doesn’t want you around for competition? Or maybe…a rejected suitor?” he asked as he watched her ponder.

“Hmm, that’s the thing, darling. I have too many rejected suitors to count..so finding somepony who has the motivation to try and end my life is a bit tough…” she said as she rubbed her chin in thought. Kalfu nodded before asking “Do you remember any of them maybe having connections to the underworld? Maybe they had their fingers in pies so to speak?”

Rarity snapped her fingers as she nodded in response “That does narrow it down to quite a small list..but I am not really in a hurry to go and look for them right now..just…stay here with me for a little longer. Please.” she said as she pressed back into him again, not even caring that her body was completely bare for him to see and feel. Kalfu nodded as well before tightening his embrace around her. She had been killed and then brought back to the pain of a new existence. The poor girl needed some comfort to be sure.

“I feel that I need to tell you the rules of your new life now, Rares. You are that of a vampire now. So let me break it down for you. Rule one. Treat others with a bit more care in mind. Your strength has been increased by leaps and bounds. Rule two, don’t not under any circumstances drain the entire quantity of someone’s blood. That is a grievous sin and will damn your soul for eternity. Which means on the day you choose to leave your body, I will have to send your soul to a place you don’t want to end up. Rule three, kill only for the sake of self-preservation, or to save those you care for. Killing for the sake of killing will send you to the aforementioned place. Rule four, while you are impervious to the sun and any kind of holy light, your strength will drop to only slightly more than what you originally started with during the daytime. The good thing is that over time your abilities and form will become more powerful. And even that will no longer affect you. And, you won’t need blood to solely survive on. You will still be able to enjoy the food and drinks you used to. Understood?” he asked as he reached up and gently lovingly caressed her cheeks, the mare let out a coo and purr from the affectionate touch as she gently grabbed at his wrists.

“I understand, master~.” she said as she was getting used to calling him that already. “Good. Now then, we need to let Sweetie know about the situation. I imagine that she is rather worried about your current state. It's going to be rather difficult explaining that you have become a mistress of the night now…” he said as he scratched the back of his head a bit. Rarity shook her head and gently took his hand into hers before squeezing it firmly while interlacing her fingers with his “I think she will understand why you did it, Kal. I promise~.”.

Turning Rarity into a vampire pony just seemed like the right move. If anyone were to become one, she'd definitely fit the bill.

May the darkness grant you peace.