Equestrian apocalypse of the dead

by okamierik

Chapter 1 happy days

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Equestrian Apocalypse

intro

Equestrian Apocalypse is a My Little Pony fan fiction were the once sweat and innocent land of Equestria is overcome with a zombie Apocalypse. This fan fiction takes place ten years after the events of the show. This story was inspired by the very popular cross over fan fiction, Fallout Equestria. Story contains gore and violent depictions Reader desecration is advised!

by Erik Papps

Chapter 1 happy days

The griffins are the soul inventor of the flintlock gun witch became very popular in other parts of the world, but guns only became used in Equestria until the development of the revolving action and only became popular after ponies mounted large rifles on too battles saddles, witch allowed a rife to be fired from a saddle, soon after guns replaced most military weapons in Equestria. After an arms race with the zebras, and the increasing threat of changeling invasion, guns became common place in Equestrian homes.

Of coarse after no one felt they needed guns anymore, the none violent citizens of Equestria shunned public use and ownership of guns, witch is why I have little to no friends as you see my cutie mark is the crosses hairs of a gun aiming at the figure of a pony. what a shame spend 12 years of your life trying to get your cutie mark and finally your cutie mark appears,,,, at a shooting range. Now any violence hating, pro gun controll pony hates my very existence, Or maybe am over reacting.

Its not like any pony really hates me, i still have a family that loves me, a griffin friend out of town, and I even have a date to night. For the first time in a long time things were looking up. The name of my date Lightning Dancer, a bold name for a shy, blue, Pegasus pony with a dancing cutie mark, but i have the hole day until the date.

I tossed my hooves over the side of the wool bead, letting the red bead covers roll off, on to the grown. Then I planted my hooves of the hard wood floor, that was scuffed by years of use. walking out of my bed room I went over to my bathroom mirror

"well aren't you a handsome stallion this morning" I was sarcastically to my self in the mirror.

I telekinetic rapt my brush in a red telekinetic glow lifting it and then using it to brush my blond coat and my deep orange main until it was some what straight but still wavy. then I used my hooves to rub the morning sand out of my bright red eyes. then I slipped on my brown poncho and my old cutie mark crusaders saddle bags, (crusaders became wide spread). with my cutie mark covered by the poncho I was ready to start my long day.

Trotting down stars, I greeted my parents in the lifing room "good morning"

"morning red eyes" they replied, red eye was the nick name they gave me because of my red eyes and my last name.

My full name Richard Red, so people call me red eyes, rick, Ricky or Ricky red, I like to be called red eyes it makes people look at my face for first impressions rather than cutie mark.

"any work request" I said with a hint of doubt in my voice.

"why there is" my father said while passing a letter to me

"but I haven't had any work since officer Barney broke his hand gun, pistol wiping that punk" I said with a mixture of doubt and surprise in my voice

"well lets have a look see" it was a 100 bit request to fix up old battle saddle at a and address that I thought was very familiar.

"well there no use turning down good work I'll head there now and get it done this morning" I said

"but aren't you going to eat breakfast" my mother said while I slammed the door behind me.

I was about an hour trot to my destination, when I arrived I clopped my hooves on door and I was suppressed to see a large deep green Pegasus with cloudsdale military uniform, like a wonder bolt uniform but a dark formal looking green, he was old at least 47, and his main was ruff around his face.

"hello you mmm request a gun repaired" I asked hesitantly

"yup" he said, then there was a long pause "WELL WHAT ARE YOU STANDING AROUND FOR GET INSIDE!" he said startling me

"yes sheer" I replayed while steeping in to his house.

"need a battle saddle repaired" I asked,

he replied "its an types 13.5 battle saddle cloudsdale Issue"

"made for the type 14 battle rife and the defender semi auto shotgun" I interrupted.

he paused for a moment and then smiled at me "yup"

"does reloading system allows for interchangeable ammo types" I ask

"yup" he said with a smile.

"name is shock wings" he said

"my names red eyes nice to meat you"

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"so why fix it up now" I said while replacing the springs in the trigger mechanism in the bit

"daughters got a boy coming over this evening, am trying to look intimidating" he said with a chuckle.

"so you were in the military" I ask while continuing my work

"yup ever since I was 18 when I got my cutie mark, so when did you get a fire arm cutie mark?"

"I got it at a shooting rang in a sweet apple acres one festival, I was 13" I replied.

"didn't my cutie mark until my first mission in the military all of a sudden people respect you when you have the cutie mark of a killer, but then you come home they being to hate you" he told me.

we talked for about an hour as I worked making modifications to the saddle. I had never met an old pony I had some much in common with, and such amazing story's too tell we both got are cutie marks at an late age both are cutie marks are disproved by society, only my cutie was cross hares and his was a skull.

Afterwards I had received my payment and was ready to leave through the door when it opened and a pony with a light blue coat and dark blue flowing main stepped throw the door it was lighting dancer.

"hi dad am home" she said before seeing me "rick what are you doing here" she said with a surprised look on her face while leaping over to hug me.

"I am hear doing repairs for a customer" I said while the old green Pegasus pony, shock wings steeped in to the room

"lighting your home" he said

"dad this is rick, my date, rick this is my dad" lightning explained.

"well it looks like I spoiled the surprise" shock wings said while he looked down at suit and battle saddle.

disappointed that he no longer had the means to intimidate me into behaving.

"rick am so glad your getting along" she said while giving me another hug.

I blushed and then her dad interrupted "well we will see you tonight am sheer you lots to do"

"uummm ok Intel then" I said will being nudged out the door by Shock wings.

I was thankful for that surprise it meant that the hard part of my date is over.

up town preparing for the big date, I was thinking of getting her something like a necklace that match her silky main but was it to early? I mean it was only the third date, would it be to much to give a big gift, would she think I was getting to serious. I thought intensively, while staring at wide selection of necklaces in carousel boutiques jewelry selection, I don't know what to do. The white unicorn with purple main, known as Rarity, trotted up to me from the other side of the glass counter containing jewelry. she tossed her flowing purple main out of the sparkling eyes.

"Why I thing this ruby one would look gust FABULOUS on you don't you think" she explained while pointing to a gold necklace encrusted with 3 bright red rubes.

"its not for me its for my girl fr,,,,,, date. I want get her something meaningful" I replied.

Rarity stood in thought for a moment then said "my dear to really impress a girl to have to get hear something personal strait from your the heart,,,,,,, or DIAMONDS" she said with a crazed smile.

I lifted my droopy face of the glasses counter and said "you no what,, your right,,,, thanks"

"am always right" rarity replied with glee.

I would make Lightning dancer a gift of my very own something from the heart. I left with a smile on my face and hope in my heart.

"make sure you stop by one of are many other stores if your out of town." Rarity called out

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