My Little Pony: Zombies are Evil

by CreepyPasta

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Human, Dark, Alternate Universe
Length: 1044

I bet you're wondering how did I find myself fighting zombies. Well, let me tell you it all started quite a while ago. And it all started when we found ponies.

This all started a year ago, we found not to be the only species alive. Ponies were alive on this world along side us. A year ago was the start. That's… that's when things got out of hand. One day, what started as a normal day a year ago, turned into a fight for survival.

(I am not in or was in the army).

First story, if it sucks I am sorry.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-23 00:19:32 UTC

Prologue

My Little Pony: Zombies are Evil

Prologue: Entry 1

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My name is Zane Sanders: Former military and gun shop owner, in the Sawgrass Mill in Sunrise, Florida. This all started a year ago. A year after I got out of the army. I went to pick up my wife from her high school where she taught Science. When driving by I saw a man, he was attacking someone else, I got to help the poor man. The offender chased after me, I can't explain why, or what the mauler was. The same day humanity found ponies in our solar system.

The same day, I met up with my friend Charlie; he was in the same division I was in. When Charlie and I began talking he said how he was tackled by a man and crazily tried to bite him as if he were food. I thought none of it, soon enough someone was smacking at the door of Charlie's house. When he opened the door he saw a man his suit ripped to shreds, a pair poorly designed dress shoes, and his face all messed up: Parts of it as he told me were missing. The man lunged at Charlie and sent the former military officer to the ground fighting back against whatever that monster was. It kept trying to bite him. "Gah! Zane help me!" Charlie pushed the monster to the ground. "Shit what is that thing Zane!?" he rubbed the mark on his arm where he was grabbed.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I have no fucking idea Charlie," half of me wanted just to run and leave behind Charlie, the other half wanted to stay.

I sighed as I chose to stay with my friend. I walked to his window and looked through the curtains. "C-Charlie, get the fuck over here!" I whimpered lightly at the sight of so many monsters, a few ponies along with the monsters, seeing some running away, others running towards with weapons. Bullets flew; every detection. Ponies and humans alike were shooting at those monsters.

"What the fucking shit happened, Zane?" Charlie flailed his arms to the air.

I could only shrug my shoulders. "I have no fucking idea. However, one thing I do know, something bad happened," I frowned as I looked to a small picture of me, my wife, and my daughter.

"You can say that again Zane! Every fucking one took up fucking cannibalism!" Charlie exclaimed making my ears ring as he leapt in front of me.

I shoved him back. "Yes I can see that, Charlie," I looked to the streets. The smell of rotting flesh entered me and Charlie's nostrils.

"Shit fuck, just fuck!" Charlie fiddled with his hair. I ignored his odd swear combo.

Chunks of the possibly rotting monster splattered on Charlie's window. Charlie rose to his feet. "Hey, where are you going, Charlie?" I asked putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Nowhere. Wait, do, you want to make sure your family is alright?" Charlie asked, his arms wrapped around his head.

My eyes widened as the mention of my wife and daughter arrived. "Fuck! Their all in the shop!" I exclaimed shaking my friend harshly.

"Well, let's go get them," he said. "After all, it is only a couple of miles by car," he added, I slapped my face as I recall at least.

"Fine, let's go," I looked out the window. The bullets went square into the skulls. Most of them running on four legs and had hooves. Most were monster ponies so that didn't matter to me. I ran for the car and shut the door. Just with that the monsters turned around and began to walk to the car in the slow pace. I bit my lip as Charlie ran to the car. "Let's get this fucking show on the road Charlie!" I hissed; we however were not moving.

"I wish we could," he told me. "We're stuck."

Soon enough we both screamed even for how long I've been in the army I was never prepared for this! I was never prepared for any type of circumstance like this! Never was he even trained to fight zombies in general. Luckily some fellow survivors came to the rescue, two humans and six ponies, along with three foals. They had one request: If they were not to make it, than take care of the young ones. We of course agreed to it. We rushed away in the car that was finally able to move after the second human got his hands on it. "Fine fucking day isn't it?" I asked sarcastically laughing at the question.

Charlie sighed. "We're all fucked, we're all so fucked!" he bit his arm as the throttle pushed the car, monsters getting run over every half a meter.

"I agree Charlie, we are all fucked, but, you know, this could be a good thing. We all could just... no... we could... no... yeah, actually we're fucked to all hell!" I slapped my head.

Finally we made it to the mall. We saw the survivors who saved us from the zombies. We didn't do anything for them; I wish we did though. I ran inside and tugged on my suit that I wore. "Sally! Melina!" I heard bullets outside and a loud splatter I looked outside. Blood, guts, and other organs painted the windows of my shop. I heard a scream from Charlie. I ran to him to see what I didn't want to see; Sally and Melina, turned into one of those monsters. I ground my teeth. "Do it Charlie," I demanded shielding my eyes from any unwanted sight. A loud *BOOM* soon followed. He slowly opened his eyes seeing his wife and child headless the head nowhere to be found.

"Shit, my entire fucking family is now dead," I frowned at Charlie he comforted me with a hand on the shoulder.

"It'll be okay, Zane. It'll all be okay," he said smiling at me.

While on guard for anymore zeds I stare out of the red tinted window. I soon saw three little ponies running away from what seemed to be a large amount of zombies. I gasped as I realized who those three are. "We have to help!"