Fallout: Equestria- Arcane Division

The old zoo smelled as such the same as the rest of the abandon areas of the former wasteland. But zoos were always eerier. Maybe it was the animal cages. The change of scenery, or the fact that they were meant to be a happy place.

Griffons in particular don’t like zoos. Ponies kept creatures in zoos. Some were creatures ponies could talk to. Griffons under different circumstances, if they were less intelligent or didn’t have the numbers for their own nation, could have been locked in zoos.

Melissa and Deseret were escorting Ginger Roots around the old zoo between the outskirts of the Everfree Forest and Ponyville.

“Apparently this was a place Fluttershy was running when she was living in Ponyville,” Deseret notes.

“It seems at some point Red Racer had started funding the place,” Melissa points out wiping off the Red Racer logo on an old trolley.

“I didn't think Fluttershy had the ability to pay for all of this concrete and construction,” Ginger Roots notes kicking the side of a cement wall.

"I also don't think this is her style," Deseret adds.

Melissa examines the trolley. “It appeared to have worked by using magnetic rails.”

“Goodie, Think we could get them working?” Ginger Roots cheered.

“What would be the point?” Deseret points out, “This area is extra dangerous because wild Timber Wolverines would roam the area.”

“But since Red Eye’s attempt to cleansed the area most had moved on,” Melissa points out.

Ginger Roots examines the writings in front of one of the cages, “Mr.McBitey-Pants,” She frowns, “I wish I could see these animals alive.”

“I think the energy source is this way,” Melissa calls out to her companions. They fallow her down the walk way.

Inside of the cage lay the dried remains of a lion. Inside of rib cage of that lion was a plant of Killing Joke.

“It’s a shame that Vespa couldn’t be here with us,” Ginger Roots remarks as she walks, “I hope she gets to feeling better soon.”

“I’m sure she’ll be okay,” Deseret remarks.

Melissa starts snickering.

Last Night,

The griffon sisters sit around an inn table of a hellhound bar. They talk as they drink down foamy mugs of alcohol.

“Ah, we are finally able to get some R’n’R inside the town,” Melissa sighs as she drinks from her mug.

“Thanks to ‘my’ and Ginger Roots negotiations we are able to stay in this town without restrictions,” Deseret boasts.

“Don’t get a big head now,” Vespa smirks, “I’m glad we are able to experience these dog’s night life.”

“Keep in mind sister, we are going to explore the Everfree Zoo ruins tomorrow,” Deseret warns.

“You might as well be talking to a wall sis,” Melissa laughs, She glance to the bar behind her, “Too bad Ginger Roots isn’t having a good time.”

“You don’t have any ginger ale?” Ginger Roots replied to the bartender hellhound.

“If it’s not alcohol why would we have it?” The bar tender snaps.

“You mix it with drinks,” Ginger Roots hoofs at her hair.

“Why would you want to do that?” The bar tender gives the mare a funny look.

“Okay,” Ginger Roots sighs, “What’s the green stuff?”

“It’s green,” The hellhound host deadpans.

“Agh!”

Melissa laughs, “Who wants to bet he spits into her drink?” The griffon turns back to her sisters. She looks over at Vespa who already had three times as much to drink then her. “Vespa, you remember the other day you tried to get that hellhound to hit on me?”

“Yes?” Vespa raises an eye.

“Let’s make a bet,” Melissa smirks, “Looser has to fuck a hellhound.”

“Melissa!” Deseret reprimands. She moves in closer to her sister and whispers. “Griffons are 'way' too shallow for a hellhound.”

“Not if she takes it up the butt,” Melissa replied with a whisper as well, “Nothing a healing potion wouldn’t be able to fix.”

“It’s not advisable to take potions well drunk or with a hangover it would only serve to dehydrate the body more and put the body in shock,” Deseret points out.

“Ack! What the heck is this thing!” Ginger Roots shouts.

Now

Melissa installs the heavy crystal with a loud grunt.

“Are you ready up there?” Melissa speaks into a communication device.

“You’re a go, flip the switch,” Deseret replied.

Her and Ginger Roots were standing in the zoo’s monitoring and control tower that over sees the park.

Melissa push the breaker switch up. The whole complex buzzes with electricity. The computer and screens turn on up in the tower.”

“AI talisman starting up, Booting holographic interface,” A voice says over the control tower speakers. “Warning, system glitch has caused all cages to unlock.”

Lines shoot across the room. They project a little orange filly with a fuchsia mane.

“Hey it’s Scootaloo,” Ginger Roots cheers.

“Yeah, I get that reaction a lot,” The hologram replied, “The name is Red Monarch. I’m an AI based off of Scootaloo’s younger self. I’m here to help interacting with employees and guests. The system shows I have been off for over two hundred years?”

“Yeah, the world ended, all of the animals are dead,” Deseret tells the hologram pony.

“Sorry dear,” Ginger Roots adds.

“She seems to be a Stable-Tec prototype,” Deseret says to Ginger Roots

“The floor plan of this place does resemble a Stable now that I think of it,” The unicorn notes, “Not shocked they would experiment with designs in this way.”

“System shows one cage has a living animal designated Mr.McBitey-Pants.” Red Monarch replied, “No wait he’s roaming around. Wait now there are five living animals, now seven, twelve, eighteen…”

“Fuck,” Deseret speaks into the communicator, “Melissa get up here now something strange is going on out there!”

“Yes mother,” Melissa talked back.

“This isn’t funny,” Deseret snaps.

Melissa packs her repair tools and walks up the stairs. She steps out onto the main floor of the tower that had taxidermy displays of dead animals and creatures.

Out of the corner of her eye Melissa could see a squirrel scurry across the floor. Her stomach rumbles causing the griffon's predatory instincts to take over and stock the thing under some bone display.

The squirrel lashes out at the griffon. The creature was gray and dusty. Both its fur and skin was dry.

Melissa screams as the undead creature jumps on her head and bites at her beak. Suddenly an undead possum jumps at the griffon as well. She pulls out her bee pistols and fire at the creatures.

A zombie lion burst through the front doors. The taxidermy animals around the lion come to life.

Melissa’s foot crushed a rabbit. Then a jackolope pierces her side. As she deals with the creature, a hippo charges at her. The griffon takes to the air to avoid the creatures and perch herself on some rafters.

“Deseret! Ginger Roots! Zombies! All the animals have turned into zombies!” Melissa shouts into the communicator.

“Deseret is heading down that way,” Ginger Roots replied.

Zombie birds dive bomb at Melissa causing the griffon to move.

Blam!

Deseret had shot McBitey-Pants with a shotgun. It didn’t kill the creature but. He seemed to be effected because he backed away.

“Sis!” Melissa shouts as she lands behind the cream colored griffon.

“Head up stairs! I’ll cover you!” Deseret orders.

Melissa reached the control room. A few moments later Deseret came in and barred the door behind her.

A zombie bat flies off of Melissa’s flank. She pistol whips the thing out of the air. The bat hits the ground and the griffon stomps down until it stops moving.

“My sensors show that the animals are undead,” Red Monarch deadpans.

“Look a wittle Scoolaloo,” Melissa points out.

“I get that a lot, Red Monarch, system assistance AI,” The hologram introduced itself.

“What could have caused this to happen?” Ginger Roots asks.

“I saw a Killing Joke on that lion,” Deseret answers, “It must have heard you and brought these things to life.”

“I’m sorry, I have anti Killing Joke magic that Velvet Remedy developed for harvesting the plant. But I didn’t expect to see some this far out, so I didn’t cast it.” Ginger Roots tells the griffons.

“How does this magic work?” Melissa asks.

“Well there are two kinds,” Ginger Roots answers, “One spell you cast on yourself or the Killing Joke to stop it from casting curses on you. The other reverses Killing Joke curses.”

“I think we need the reverse magic,” Deseret adds.

“I don’t have enough in me to stop all of them,” Ginger Roots apologize.

“Too bad we don’t have a talisman that counters Killing Joke,” Melissa rolls her eyes.

“What did you say?” Ginger Roots perks up.

“Counter Killing Joke talisman?” Melissa answers unsurely.

“Water talisman, Monarch?” Ginger Roots speak up, “This place has a water talisman in it?”

“You’re asking for a working one?” Red Monarch replied, “It’s been deactivated well the power was out, so it should be working.”

“Miss Roots you have a plan?” Deseret asks.

“Water can hold magic, If I zap the water talisman with my magic I could fill the zoo’s water system with the Killing Joke reverse spell.”

“Error, Anifire system is off line,” Red Monarch replied.

“Doesn’t matter,” Deseret smirks, “We spell the water and we work things out from there.”

“Where is the water supply?” Melissa asks.

“The northeast corner of the park,” Red Monarch answers.

“We can’t carrying Ginger that far especially if we have to fight off flying zombies,” Melissa frowns.

“You can take the Jungle Cruise Trolley,” Red Monarch suggested.

“Thanks,” Melissa remarks to the hologram.

“I’m programmed to help solve any issues the park may face even the unexpected ones,” Red Monarch deadpanned back.

“Yeah,” Melissa replied in an unsure tone, “The trolley is just down the walkway. We can glide to it.”

“Okay,” Deseret nods her head.

Melissa grabs Ginger Roots as the griffons jumped out of a tower window.

Blam!

Deseret shoots the head off a zombie chicken which started to run around. She lands on the trolley and climbs in.

Melissa being weighed down lands in the middle of the street in front of the trolley. A dog and a duck spots them and ran for the two.

Blam!

Blam!

Deseret snipes the two zombies. The gunshots attracted more zombies as Ginger Roots and Melissa climb up on the trolley.

“Welcome one and all to the Everfree Jungle Cruise,” Scootaloo’s voice speaks over the speakers, “I’m Scootaloo you may recognize me as the owner of Red Racer and I'll be hosting your ride today.”

As the recording played the party of three passed out guns and ammo.

“First of all keep all hooves and claws inside the vehicle at all times. No flash photography, turn off all communication devices. Please don’t interfere with the driver computer.”

The trolley starts moving. A bear wearing a tutu and a hat holding a chain saw jumps out at them. They open fire on the creature.

“Up ahead is the tunnel of reptiles.”

As the trolley went into the tunnel its lights kicked on.

Blam!

Blam!

Blam!

The party fights off a horde of snakes and lizards. Plus one alligator that the trolley split into two by running it over.

“We are entering the water fowl area to your left ducks and geese and to your right the majestic flamingos.”

Everyone reloads before opening fire on the charging birds.

“Next is the predator cha-“

The trolley sparks then stops.

“Damn it not now!” Melissa shouts.

Behind them they could see a hundred zombie animals coming their way.

“Everybody run!” Deseret shouts as she rifles through her saddle bag.

Ginger Roots runs off but Melissa stops.

“I can-“The griffon starts to say.

Deseret pulls out some semtex.

“Very well,” Melissa turns and runs.

Blam!

Ginger Roots shot a tiger. The thing twitched on the ground. It starts to stand when Melissa finished it off.

They heard an explosion behind them fallowed by a wave of dust. Deseret runs out of the smoke passing Ginger Roots and Melissa.

“Still got your explosive?” Deseret asks Melissa as they ran.

“Yes,” Melissa answers.

“You guys carry explosives with you?” Ginger Roots remarks.

“Only a little,” Melissa tells her, “You don’t know when it will come in handy out here.”

The water processing station comes into sight. Birds start dive bombing them. Deseret and Ginger Roots fend off the birds with gunfire as Melissa breaks the lock.

They enter into the building and shut the door behind them. Unable to lock the door Melissa and Deseret had to push the door shut as zombies slam against it. Ginger Roots found the water talisman and cast her spell on it.

“I’m done,” Ginger Roots tells the griffons.

“Is that boiler working?” Deseret asks.

“It seems so,” Ginger Roots squints at a little light on the boiler.

“Melissa turn that valve,” Deseret ordered.

Melissa reached over and puts her claw on the valve. Her skin sizzles from the heat.

“Ahhh! Is that supposed to be hot?” Melissa asks.

“Oh, yeah this is going to hurt,” Deseret adds.

Melissa sighs, She grabs the valve with both claws and turns. With a pop a stream of boiling hot steam hits the griffon in the chest. The sound of the steam almost covered the sound of Melissa's agonizing screams.

Deseret opens the door letting the zombie animals in. She gets pinned down behind the door knocking the wind out of her.

The creatures went for Ginger Roots running through the steam. The mare turns on SATS firing on the creatures. Seconds after hitting the steam the zombies stop moving.

Using her magic, Ginger Roots shoots the steam out of the door hitting more animals. Soon they stopped moving, flopping onto the wet ground.

The unicorn turns the valve off with her magic. The first thing she noticed was Melissa screaming on the ground. Her body was badly burned with a good chunk of her feathers blown away.

Ginger Roots had accidently shot Deseret in the commotion. She was still trapped behind the door with blood oozing out her side.

“My pack, I have healing potions!” Deseret groaned out.

The unicorn found two bottles, One was broken causing Ginger Roots to give Deseret a questioning look.

“Give it to my sister,” Deseret orders.

Ginger Roots holds the screaming Melissa down and gives her the potion. As the griffon recovered, the unicorn limps outside.

“Ginger Roots are you there?” Red Monarch speaks through the pipbuck.

“I read you,” Ginger Roots replied.

“Readings show you got ninety percent of the zombies. It seems the commotion you made caused most to fallow you.” Monarch told her.

“Good, we got a lucky br-“ Mr.McBitey-Pants jumps onto Ginger Roots. She could smell the zombie breath on him.

Melissa comes up from behind the lion and uses her cloud manipulation ability to smother the zombie's face. It rolls over and stops moving.

“Thanks for saving me,” Ginger Roots says as the griffon helps her up.

Melissa’s skin was flaking off and a good number of her feathers were still gone.

Mr.McBitey-Pants stands back up.

“Shouldn’t that thing be cured by the water?” Melissa asks Ginger Roots as she takes a fighting stance.

“This one has the Killing Joke on it,” Ginger Roots points out.

The zombie lion lunges at Melissa. She dodges the creature. The griffon gets a smirk on her face and pulls out a trigger. The lion looks down at the semtex in its boney chest. Melissa presses the button. The lion explodes.

The blue flower lands on the wet ground. A griffon foot stomps down and grinds the thing into the pavement.

Deseret beams at her sister and unicorn or the best she could with a bullet wound.

“Here,” Melissa gets under her sister’s shoulder. Ginger Roots takes the other side.
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“Today I saw two foals playing a children’s game. It warmed my heart, As time passes more and more in this new world I could see the innocence get back into our young colts and fillies. Real quick, I’d like to thank you all for your support before I go. DJ Pon3 Homage signing out.”