The Trotting Dead Episode 1

READ FIRST: The first half is like the comic. The last half is very different. I changed the story a lot. The next chapter, I will change the story to 3rd person.

Thirty minutes passed as we kept passing by the Trotters. The ones in the way, we hit. Lyra made a right into a large ranch. The car rumbled as we drove on the dirt road. We stopped at the small house in the middle of the farm. The four of us exited the car as a purple earth pony waved from the porch.

"Hey guys!" called the earth pony, "What took you so long?"

"We were held up by some Trotters." Bon-Bon said.

The earth pony looked to me and Scootaloo.

"You've brought guests, I see." she said

"I'm Rainbow, this is Scootaloo."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Berry Punch, or just Berry."

Berry Punch looked down to my cut leg.

"Your leg's hurt," she noticed, "get on the porch when you're ready and I'll fix you up. Bon-Bon, take them to the two other

ponies in the barn where they'll be staying."

"C'mon guys, this way." Bon-Bon said as she leaded us to a barn.

"This is where you'll be sleeping. We have two other guests that'll meet you in the morning." she said.

I went over to the porch with Scootaloo. Berry told me to sit on a old rocking chair at the end of the foyer. I sat down and Berry started to bind the wound on my leg.

"How'd this happen?" she asked.

I paused for a moment, "Car accident."

She looked to me, "Where where you headed?"

"Canterlot," I said.

"Were you with anypony?"

"A guard, he was giving me a ride."

"Awful nice of him. Where was your sister?" she asked as she looked to Scootaloo.

"She's not my sister. I just found her alone in her house."

Berry Punch stood up. "There, it should start feeling better by tomorrow. If you feel any heat then you're probably dealing

with an infection."

"Then what?" I asked.

"Then were just gonna have to shoot you," she grinned.

I took Scootaloo back to the barn. We laid down on the sleeping bags resting on a some hay.

"It smells like…" Scootaloo started.

"Manure, I know."

"What's manure?" she asked

"When a cow or a horse…"

"When they like… go plop?"

"Exactly."

My vision was blurry when I awoke with a large ringing in my head. I saw Berry run across the front of the barn, a rifle in hand, covered in blood. She fired a couple of rounds. I quickly got up and looked around; no sign of Scootaloo.

Berry looked to me and shouted, "C'mon! Let's go!"

I got up and ran out of the barn with Berry.

"What's going on?!" I asked.

"Trotters! We're being attacked!"

We galloped to the wheat field, Trotters right on our tails. We grouped up with Lyra, Bon Bon, Scootaloo, and two other mares. One orange with a blonde mane and hat, and a little yellow filly with a red mane and a pink bow. Lyra shot a couple of energy beams from her horn. Trotters started to drop quicker.

"Lyra! I'm outta ammo!" Berry yelled.

"Go! Take everyone with you to the end of the farm!" Lyra shouted.

"We can't do that!" Bon Bon snapped.

Lyra fired some more beams, "GO!!"

"I'm not gonna leave you!" Berry said, "Bon Bon, take them to the fence!"

"You sure?" Bon Bon said.

Berry grinned and nodded as she charged at the Trotters. Bon Bon ran in the north direction towards the back of the farm. We quickly followed her. We reached the back of the land.

Bon Bon pointed to the fence, "Quick! Get across!"

I picked up Scootaloo and boosted her over the fence, then the orange mare pushed the little yellow foal over the barricade. The orange mare speedily hurdled the fence. I followed after her. I looked over the fence as I pulled Bon Bon up, a Totter caught her leg and tried to pull her down. I pulled as hard as I could when the Trotter bit her leg. Bon Bon screamed as the released my hoof and fell to the ground as I watched Bon Bon being eaten alive, screaming for her life.

The orange mare grabbed my hoof, "C'mon! We gotta go!"

I looked back at the farm as the four of us ran away from the land into the forrest. We ran for a while through the forrest, we got nearer and nearer to the forrest exit. We brushed past the tree branches and leaves as we finally leaped out of the forrest and onto a street. We saw a carriage stroll by as the orange mare hailed the cab. I helped Scootaloo into the carriage and hopped in.

"Where to?" asked the driver.

"To the nearest rest stop," said the orange mare.

The cab driver started to trot to the destination. Scootaloo, the two ponies, and I got comfortable in the carriage as we started to converse.

"Mah name's Apple Jack," she said, "and this is mah sister, Apple Bloom."

"I'm Rainbow," I started, "and this is Scootaloo."

"Where you two headed?" Apple Jack asked.

"We were on our way to Manehatten." I added.

"What'a coincidence!" Apple Jack exclaimed, "so are we!"

About 10 minutes passed by as we continued to talk and learn about each other. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom became friends, and I agreed to go with Apple Jack to Manehatten.