Dead Rising : Equestriaby KamiyaItsunoChaptersPrologue and Meeting FluttershyThe rotting ponyFinding survivorsAlways the craziesSafehouseGas zombies pt 1. ( warning: crackshipping :D)Prologue and Meeting FluttershyAuthors note: I will get back to work on Deadpool in Equestria, but now I need some time off from that crossover, its hard getting that set of characters to interact when you add more than just Pinkie Pie. “Where are we going again?", said Frank West as he rode in the passenger seat along the highway. “To see my daughter.” replied Chuck Greene, still surprised that Frank was trying to convince him not to. “Well as long as they’ve got cleaning where ever we are going, I mean this is my favorite coat.”, Frank pointed to his blood covered leather jacket. He was polishing his baseball bat as he did this gesture, a sign of being ready to kill more zombies. “Relax Frank, I know where the helicopters were sending people to, I did my research and we are pretty close, Stacey should be taking care of Katey if I am correct.”, Chuck reassured Frank. Frank of course had to reply with a rude remark, “Isn’t Stacey that PETA chick you hooked up with.” He then smirked at Chucks angry face to this reply. “First, we didn’t “hook up”, we are just friends . Second, she was CURE not PETA. Third, your a jackass.”, Chuck replied, grumbling after. Frank only laughed at this, before pulling out a PDA, the PDA looked far too advanced to be civillian issued. “Where the hell did you get that?” Chuck asked. Frank replied “I took it from the Phenotrans base, Its Isabela’s. She left it as a key to get us to them.If I am correct the password should be the same as Carlito’s laptop.” Frank typed in a spanish word and the PDA played back a recording. “Welcome Frank.” The PDA played back in Isabela’s voice. “Pachamama.... Mother Earth.” Frank said, a flashback of the Willamette incident occuring to him. He remembered it all too well. Chuck put an arm on his shoulder shaking him back to reality. “So what is the plan?” Chuck asked Frank. Frank accessed the notes and read “The Phenotrans are going back to saying their drug is synthetic by doing the harvest outside of US, they’ve gained the equipment to make a portal to a foreign realm. What this realm is, I have no idea, but they are planning on letting Queens loose in it to do more harvest, the land goes by the name of Equestria, yet the harvest are still going to happen on Earth in other countries. “ Frank couldn’t believe this, zombie humans were bad enough, gas zombies were annoying as hell, but zombies from a different dimension, that was going to be horrible, who new how powerful the creatures of that dimension were, and how the infection would affect them. Chuck seemed to show the same reaction. As they got to the apartment building, Chuck and took a deep breath, readying himself for whatever news he got about his daughter, Frank walked to the Dicks Sporting Goods down the street, because to him it was an all you can buy weapons shop. Chuck walked down to manager. “I’m here to see Katey Greene.” He said.The manager looked up and said “263”.Chuck thanked him and then left. After a long flight of stairs, he finally got to apartment 263. He knocked on the door making sure not to wake her up but still allow Stacey to hear him. Stacey walked up to the door, expecting another “I’m sorry for your loss” from her fellow CURE members, but no instead what she saw was the very man who saved hers and many other peoples lives. “Your alive?” she asked, confused as to how this happened. “Well if I wasn’t would I be here?” He responded with a rhetorical question. “But how?” she asked this question? He smiled “ Never underestimate the power of Frank West.” He said, looking out of the corner of his eye knowing Frank had just gotten up the stairs after leaving the sports shop. “I got a shotgun, some rounds, and camping hatchet.” Frank said, laughing as he remembered how he had to explain the blood stains on his jacket. Stacey stood in awe as the legendary photojournalist was in front of her, the one who uncovered the Willamette incident and revealed the zombie virus to the world, along with being the first patient of the Zombrex suppressant, he was a living legend. “Katey is right this way.” she said, letting Chuck in. 1 week later “Well here we go.” said Frank. As Frank,Chuck (with a sleeping Katey on his back) and Stacey walked into the portal, they did not know their lives would be changed forever. Scene transition Fluttershy had recently learned to accept the Everfree forest, she occasionally helped the forest creatures in there and talked to Zecora, she had even befriended the cockatrice. Ever since the Iron Will incident, she had learned to stand up to more bullies and then come to the root of their problem and kindly fix their attitude. She was just doing her daily walk through the forest, when all of the sudden, she saw it 4 bodies of unknown creatures on the ground, completely unconcious. She had a nervous breakdown, she could take care of all kinds of creatures but this was one kind she had no idea what it was. "Relax Fluttershy, maybe Twilight has a book on these creatures.", she called the manticore she met when Twilight first came to Ponyville to come and help her carry them to safety. Frank was the first to come to his senses "Where the hell am I?" he said, before seeing he was covered in bandages. "Oh good your awake." He heard a voice say. A yellow horse with a pink mane came out and put a bowl of soup next to him. "You've gotta be kidding me. A talking horse, where is my stuff!? You'll all be dead before you know it if you don't give that back to me and that wasn't a threat!." Frank yelled. Fluttershy got all shy about that, and brought Frank his backpack, camera, and zombrex, and just in time, his watch started to beep. He took the zombrex and injected it into his collar bone. "Now please answer my first question." Frank said. The rotting ponyAuthors notes : Thanks for the feedback, especially Dristance and Derpy Mooves. But you guys didn’t point out 2000 So here is right after Frank had the Zombrex dose. Also I Spaced it out by pressing enter twice between paragraphs so it wasn't a wall of text “Where am I!? What are you!? How much alcohol did I consume!?” Frank yelled out at Fluttershy, rubbing his temples. Fluttershy at this and then muttered something under her breath. “What did you say!?” Frank responded to this. “Ponyville.” Fluttershy said, barely audible enough for Frank to hear this time. He only facepalmed. “Ponyville,” said Frank,“can’t get any more cliche than that.” “Hold on a second!” Frank heard a voice behind him say. He turned around to see a purple unicorn “Twilight!”, Fluttershy yelled out with relief. Frank went over to the bed to go back to sleep, hoping this was all a dream, or he was drunk beyond belief. “This pony saved your life, I would suggest you stop yelling at her.”, Twilight said, trying to conceal her urge to kick him in the face. “Well excuse me for reacting like that to a goddamn talking horse!” Frank yelled before getting out of bed, in the process of this he woke up Katey, Stacey, and Chuck. Katey was the first one to notice the ponies, a smile ignited on her 7 year old face. “Daddy got me ponies to replace the fact Snowflake was moved to the local zoo!” Chuck responded in an instant “Frank, what is going on, and what is Katey talking about ?”.Frank of course had no idea to the exact answer, and told this by simply not responding to Chucks question. Stacey was the last to reply, “Katey, I don’t think Chuck got these ponies, I think they got us. I don’t remember anything past going through the portal though.” 4 more ponies walked in the room. “Are y’all 4 alright?” said the orange pony with the yellow mane. “We’re fine, thank you for your help.”, Chuck said, calming down. “Wait Chuck, you actually aren’t finding this weird.” Frank’s jaw dropped. “Frank we’ve fought zombies, psychopaths that think they win by killing themselves, and now we are in another dimension, I’ve sorta braced myself for weirdness.” Chuck shrugged at Franks ignorant comment. Suddenly they heard a faint moaning outside. “Well that I find familiar.” Frank smirked before pulling out his baseball bat and putting his camera around his neck, Chuck nodded and pulled out a spiked bat from his backpack. Frank then kicked open the door, and the 2 went to battle. (Authors note: Cue epic music) The battle was fierce as each zombie went down, each individual zombie died, getting hit with everything Frank and Chuck could find. Eventually they realized they were outnumbered and the 2 ran back into the Library. slamming the door behind them. “Ok, this is hopeless, we need to find a safezone.” Chuck said. The pink pony gave him a look and then smiled, clueless to what was going on, “Nothings hopeless, if you smile, you know what makes me smile, monkeys, and sugar, and clowns and.” Frank stopped her there. “I freaking hate clowns,” He looked at 2 blue one-handed chainsaws in the backpack, ”Although I guess you can say they have there upsides.”. He went over to the backpack and grabbed one. “Man Adam was one crazy asshole, but his choice in weaponry proved useful.” Frank laughed. Chuck decided to continue, “ Does anyone know where a place where we can barricade and keep food is.” The orange pony spoke up, “Well I guess Sweet Apple Acres would prove useful.” Every other pony seemed to nod at this. Fluttershy objected “But what about the woodland creatures!?” Frank agreed, “Good idea, their meat is probably the best option for food over some damn apples, I got a hunting knife right here, so it won’t be a problem skinning them.” She cringed at this, “No don’t kill them, they’re my friends.” Chuck sighed at Franks point of view, “Frank there is chicken in your damn lunch box, we are going with the orange ones suggestion.” Katey got out from the closet, holding a baby dragon up as a weapon. “Can you let me down now?” the dragon said. “Sure.” she replied. “OK, on the count of 3 everybody will run out that door, if you get bitten that’s not my problem.” ,Frank said, gripping the chainsaw tighter., now with the backpack zipped up and equipped. “1...2...3”, He said as a flash of light came over him, next thing he knew, he was behind the fence of a farm. “What the hell?” He asked, while the white purple-maned unicorn closed the gate. “That was rather on time teleporting, if I do say so myself, Twilight.” the white unicorn spoke. “Yeah, that was awesome, I can’t imagine having to run all the way here with that loser.” the rainbow-maned Pegasus said. “ I would have just flown away and left him.” “Well we better barricade that damn barn if we wanna live.” Frank said, acting fed up with everything As they walked in the barn they saw zombies munching on the dead bodies of a big red stallion, and an old pony. Frank quickly dispatched of the zombies with a few quick swings of the chainsaw, then in memorial, closed the eyes of the dead ponies. “Don’t think that meant anything.” He said. 3 young fillies walked out of their hiding spot, wondering what was going on. “What were those things?” They asked. “Zombies,” Chuck replied, “we’ve been dealing with em on Earth for years now.” “Zombies?” the orange filly said, a smile growing on her face. All 3 of the fillies then yelled out in synchronisation “Cutie Mark Crusader ZOMBIE KILLERS!!!!!!!!!” “Well while we are here we better get to know each others names. One name exchange later. “Well at least we won’t end up having to guide any survivors to the safe house.” Frank laughed. “Wait what makes you think that?” asked a confused Chuck. Frank replied to this with “Isn’t it obvious? They’re damn horses.” Chuck was now just done holding in his anger at Franks recent attitude anymore, “ You know Frank, your nothing like the hero of Willamette that I heard about. The caring man who tried to save whatever survivor he found, where is he? Not the hot shot paparazzi who just wants to get the story and get out, these may just be horses, but they saved YOUR damn life!” Frank looked at Chuck " There one in the same." Authors ending notes: Franks........ out of characterness....... was actually intentional , its the torment of Willamette and such coming back to haunt him. Applejacks feelings about family death will be explained in the next chapter Finding survivorsAuthors notes: Apparently I am jumping from thing to thing too fast, sorry about that, hopefully I can get a collaborator for the Fic, whom( If I am not able to solve the problem myself) can help me, maybe do like Derpy Mooves did with the first chapter. Applejack lashed out in protest of Franks ridiculous laziness, "Hold on, I let your butt stay here instead of using the extra space as some kind of memorial for my family, if y'all plan on staying, yer gonna work for it." Frank was now fed up, talking ponies, he was fine taking SOME orders from Chuck, but a damn horse is where he crossed the god damned line. He calmed down from this rather quickly, turned around, and slowly knelt down to face her. “How about I leave and politely let the zombies in, I’m pretty sure they would be happy to look for survivors for you.” he chuckled. “Really kid, think about that for a second.” Fluttershy ran up to him, showing him how easily her shyness wore off when her friends were threatened or hurt. “Listen bub! You need to wise up and listen to my friend, or get the hell out of here! Take this place or leave it! YOU GOT THAT!”, She yelled before giving him “The Stare”. Frank merely slapped her. “You think that is going to scare me, I’ve seen people eaten before my own 2 eyes, chunks of their flesh ripped off, I’ve seen military specialist trying to harm civilians, trying to shoot down innocents just because of some knowledge, and if you think a mean look is going to stop me, darling you’ve got another thing coming.” He said. Rarity then noticed the High Definition Fancy digital camera around the mans neck, hoping she can persuade him she walked up to him. “Hey if you save survivors, I might let you cover my fashion line when this is over.” He facepalmed at this, responding with sigh, "Kid, I uncovered the story of the century and fought my way through a zombie filled mall. I didn't get where I am taking pictures of Lady Gaga." She gave him an angry look and then walked away. Chuck walked up to Frank “Point is, we are saving survivors, like it or not.” Frank said “Fine, but if we run into what I think we are going to, your to blame.” Chuck replied “ Fine, I just need someone to take care of my daughter.” Fluttershy raised her hoof along with Pinkie pie, Rarity, Stacey of course raised a hand, CMC were fast asleep somehow, and Spike just said, “No way I’m going back out there.” Frank muttered “coward” under his breath at Spike. Chuck smiled warmly at how many were willing to help the most important thing in life to him alive, He looked at his watch and then at the clock to compare time zones before saying “Katey needs her Zombrex at 12:00pm”, he was also relieved to see that time worked the same here. He handed them a list of her allergies and such. Frank took some Zombrex for Katey out of his pocket, “Heads up Stacey”, He threw the Zombrex her way, “I have plenty in my backpack” He continued, before pulling out a bat from said backpack. Chuck then took a pair of boxing gloves with knives attached to them. “Alright lets go.” said Frank, as he grabbed a step ladder and put it out of the barn window.” “What do y’all that you’re doing!?” Applejack said pointing to the door. Frank again just facepalmed at the ignorance, he couldn’t believe how much of it was going around. He spoke up sternly at Applejack “Listen, kid the 5 of us actually going out there need a way in and out without alerting the zombies, normally I would choose the air ducts, but seeing as there are none, this is the second best choice.” Applejack replied, “That makes sense, ...I guess.” As Frank, Chuck , Rainbow Dash , Twilight, and Applejack walked through the zombified Ponyville, they observed as both the living, horrifying, decaying remains of humans and ponies limped around ,trying their best to eat them. Suddenly a grey pony with a yellow Mane ran out of the old abandoned Ponyville Warehouse. “Derpy Hooves, what happened?” said Rainbow Dash, Derpy just whimpered. After what seemed like 5 minutes she finally spoke up “Don’t make me go back in there with the others, THAT PONY IS INSANE!” Frank put a “I knew it” look on his face before actually saying the words. Twilight said “Lets teleport back everypony, Derpy probably just doesn’t know whats going on.” Frank of course said “You guys go, I’m gonna go confront one of the main things I hate about rescuing survivors.” Applejack and Rainbow Dash both said that they wanted to see what Derpy was talking about, and Chuck already knew too. So the 4 of them went into the warehouse to see what was inside. Frank walked in first, making sure to check for any traps. “ Ok here is the plan, Me and Chuck will deal with the cuckoo head, and you will untie the survivors that he or she obviously is harassing right now.” Rainbow Dash disagreed “ No way I’m gonna take em down” Frank just nodded “Fine have it your way, be scarred for life after he commits suicide for no reason.” As they walked into the deeper part of the warehouse they saw... a phone booth. “Two survivors tied up in a phone booth, that’s it. Wow. I was expecting a challenge” Frank said before Chuck stopped him, “Trust me, if the person is insane enough, than they can turn 2 waterguns into flamethrowers. There is always a catch to these bastards we just have to find it out.” Always the craziesAuthors notes: Since the last chapter got suprisingly positive feedback, this one will go for the stars. Also “Deadpool in Equestria” is not cancelled, I am merely taking a break from it, I may alternate back to it soon enough, but for now enjoy. :3 Frank took a closer look at the phone booth before him, to see the site was a little more shocking, the phone booth had graffiti written in blood. Accompanied by the fact that Frank had seen this kind of person... I mean... pony... err... thing, he knew they had no limits to their loss of sanity, this couldn’t have ended well no matter how they put it. Chuck then noticed what Frank was staring at and stared in awe too. “I’ve Done it!”, yelled a voice behind them, a familiar voice to Applejack and Rainbow Dash, but to Frank and Chuck, it was completely new. “I’ve made a time machine, I can stop this from ever happening!”, the voice continued, sounding more and more deranged by the second, as though he were watching his own death unfold. They looked over to the direction of the voice to see a brown stallion standing on the top floor. He had what looked like the pony equivalent of cleavers, 2 hoof gauntlets with chef blades sticking out in a way it could not hurt the user but efficiently cut food, of course this wasn’t the stallions intentions for the tools. “Doctor Whooves?” said Applejack and Rainbow Dash almost in perfect synchronization. “Who?” asked Chuck. “No not who, Whooves,” explained Rainbow Dash “One of Equestria’s most prized inventors next to Filly Hays, Hooves was Derpy’s boyfriend and Hay’s assistant, He is obsessed with time travel. He created things that advanced pony kind, like those gauntlets you see there, he co-created those to help with Ponyville’s school for physically challenged fillies, since they had trouble using knife handles with there mouths.” “Now I AM EQUESTRIA’s GREATEST INVENTOR,I can go back in time and make this never happen.” “Woah there Whooves, just calm down.” Frank warned holding up the baseball bat,. Whooves went into an absolute fit of rage at this sign, before calming down and showing the same proud smile. “You shall not defy me after I erase any evidence of you meeting me in this warehouse. All I have to do is find the source of the problem, go back in time, and stop it from happening.” Frank of course saw a chance to distract him and whispered into Applejack’s ear “You and Chuck free the hostages, me and Rainbow Dash will distract Doctor Serial killer here.” Frank then spoke up loudly to Doctor Whooves, “I know how this started.” Doctor Whooves raised an eyebrow, “What? Tell me then! You and I could go back in time and stop this madness!” Frank simply shook his head no, before putting up the baseball bat and taking out the Tenderizer combo weapon. Doctor Whooves went into an astonishing feat of rage, not focusing on anything around him but the man who just taunted him and shouted with all of his might at Frank, “IF YOUR GONNA WIELD A WEAPON, YOU BETTER COME UP HERE AND USE IT!”. (Cue fitting psychopath battle music) Frank only smirked and slowly walked to the stairs, making sure the sound of each step taunted Doctor Whooves. Rainbow Dash flew up behind him, doing the same with the flapping of her wings. After they finally got up the steps, it was time for the battle to begin. Doctor Whooves ran up to Frank and barely missed before Rainbow Dash rammed him in the side. “Geez, you would never make it as a photojournalist with stance like that.” Frank taunted him again. This time Whooves ran up only to get pounded by the Tenderizers. Meanwhile...Chuck was busy trying to open the lock on the chains for the hostages. Applejack was trying to calm them down, “Lyra, Bon Bon, It’s gonna be OK. Just hold on there y’all.”. “Hey stupid, if your gonna fight, fight against someone rather than a wittle unarmed girl like myself” Rainbow Dash said, making an extremely sarcastic innocent face as Whooves tried to slash her, he had barely managed to take Frank down with a kick to the chest, and planned on finishing him off later, finally he jump kicked her wings with his back legs, thus knocking her to the ground as he was about to finish her off, he readied himself to stab the knives into her chest. He yelled out to the heavens in a mix of triumph, rage, and insanity. “YOU UNDERESTIMATED ME, NOW YOU PAY THE PRI- aaaaggghhh!!!!!” He felt a nail sink through his heart. He heard the opponent he though was incapacitated say, “If there is one thing I have learned about you bastards, its that you never can.” He then realized that his opponents were toying with him the whole battle, he had been played like a deck of 52. He only laughed and said “You just limited my time to save us!” He limped over to a nearby lever and pulled it, before Frank punched him and a nail went through his skull. “Avitasane you son of a bitch.” Frank said, walking away from the dead body Chuck had finally broke Whooves code, it was 1795. The lockpads broke and Lyra and Bon Bon went free. Then all of the sudden everybody heard a ticking noise. They all knew what it was and all backed away from the phone booth. “It is okay, I got the survivors out.” Chuck smiled. “Umm, Sugarcube, that wasn’t coming from the phonebooth.” Applejack said, pointing upwards towards the beams on the roof. Frank rolled his eyes, “That psycho motherfucker, RUN!!!!” They all ran fast as they could out of the warehouse and into the the town”. “See, that is what I hate about rescuing survivors, its never them actually wanting to live, theres always a catch or a crazy.” SafehouseFrank looked back at the rubble and squashed zombies as what was left over of the warehouse. He took in the scenery as way too familiar and way too unlikeable. A scene of death and violence, all because one guy couldn’t take the stress. It was one of the saddest things ever too know that people snapped this fast, it was only the first day and he had already encountered a psycho. The saddest part ? “Prized inventor”, it seemed everyone who snapped after the infection was a caring or great person/role model before it. Look at Cliff Hudson from the Willamette incident. Frank took in the saddest parts of the events to his mind and let them all out in one hit as he slammed a zombie nearby him with the baseball bat, the event of violence was more gruesome then ever, as the creature’s head burst open, blood and brains splattering everywhere. Chuck, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack stood in awe of the anger Frank seemed to let out in that one hit, when Frank suddenly interrupted their train of thought and said “Well are we gonna get back with these survivors or not?” They all nodded at this and ran along telling Lyra and Bon Bon to follow them back to the safe house. Once they arrived, Frank got pessimistic about getting in. “What do ya mean you forgot to put a damn stepladder next to the window, I thought we agreed that was the way to get in.” He yelled at Applejack before Chuck put a hand on his shoulder. “Calm down, Frank, instead of yelling at one another about how we can’t get in, lets talk to one another about finding out how we can.” Rainbow Dash had already flown in the window, and Applejack had come up with a suggestion. “Well we could use a block of hay to climb up there.”, Everyone agreed and Chuck pushed a block of hay under the window before helping Applejack up and then him and Frank pulled themselves up. Chuck ran into the room his daughter was in to find her cuddled up against Fluttershy, he smiled warmly to find his daughter, for the first time in years, had made a friend that wasn’t a tiger. Frank walked along the path of Sweet Apple Acres, taking in the decor, he had to admit, for a bunch of damn horses, they knew how to run a farm. Maybe staying here wouldn’t be as bad as he thought, maybe he could take a pony pun or 2, maybe he could make some friends. == “Okay now that we got your survivors, are we even?”, said Frank, reluctant to admit he felt good for saving them. It was an honor thing, he wanted to be known as “The guy who uncovered the story of the century and defeated thousands of zombies.”, not “The guy who missed out on stopping the Phenotrans to save ponies.” Applejack just sighed and said “Alright, a deals a deal, but I have one question. Do you really know how this started?” Frank was not afraid to tell her this truth, he knew it was inevitable, after he found out they somehow spoke English. He stood up and said yes. “And you didn’t tell us!?” Applejack said, now angrier than she was at Franks earlier attitude. “ I thought you would have only gotten in the way, it was a group called the Phenotrans, they do it to Earth too, they keep secretly letting out a bunch of zombies just so they can sell us this shit they call Zombrex, somehow they keep getting away with it, and no one knows they are the ones behind the outbreaks. The worst part? They do it all for god damn cash.” Frank explained. He was now feeling guiltier than ever, it was his fault the world even discovered the zombie outbreak, if he had just stopped Carlito’s bombs and then died himself, the world would have never known about zombies, but now it wasn’t only the USA, now it was a whole other dimension along with it. Frank felt a tear trickle down his cheek, memories of Willamette flashing to him, it was all going by so fast. It reminded him of why he kept fighting, why he kept smashing, why he kept shooting, because he saw people who didn’t deserve anything bad bite the dust, it was what kept him alive, the memory of those people, the reason he wanted to get that story out. Then the flashback hit him. It was all going by so fast he couldn’t keep track of anything. Carlito’s words made more sense than ever now. Frank decided he couldn’t take it and said “I am gonna go outside for a second.” === Chuck looked at Fluttershy and Katey, it was soothing to know his daughter was in good hands..er..hooves, he walked up to the 2 of them. “So did Katey behave herself.” Chuck asked, Fluttershy gently nodded as Katey woke up and took out her PSP to play Megaman. Scootaloo saw the foreign device and ran up “Ooh what is that?”’ Katey pulled away as soon as Scootaloo got too close and it wound up in a chase. Chuck politely backed away and said “ You and Stacey are better with kids.” Gas zombies pt 1. ( warning: crackshipping :D)Authors note: I mentioned in a recent blog post that I would update this story, so here it is. Frank sat out on a hill on Sweet Apple Acres, watching the sun setting, slowly passing by. He took it all in, Carlito’s words, the deaths of innocent survivors, the military trying to cover up what they had caused. It was an overwhelming memory, haunting him, making him wonder why his life had to be the one that survived, compared to the others that had to suffer, slow, horrible, deaths. He remembered he originally went to Willamette to get a story, originally it was ‘if people die, not my problem’, but when he saw people dying, that was not the case, he did anything in his power to help survivors, and ended up killing some that were insane. He was a selfish bastard when he first went to Willamette, it was his selfish ass goal to just get his shoe onto the red carpet. That was all he cared about, meanwhile there were others fighting for their lives, others who lost their families to zombies and military personnel, others who didn’t care whether or not they died, as long as their loved ones made it out alive. Yet again he began to ponder why he was the one who got to live. “Man, why me, why was I the one who lived, it could have been Brad or Jesse, but instead it had to be the hot shot paparazzi.” He thought aloud, unaware of the pony that was behind him. “Y’know, if y’all need something to talk about, it is nice to have somepony else with you.”, he heard Applejack from behind him. “Kid, leave me alone, if you knew what I’ve been through, you’d know how guilty I feel.” Frank replied, before getting up to move locations. “Listen, that’s what Ah want to know. What was with the tear?” Applejack smirked. “Whatever, if you need me, I am going to go kick zombie ass.” Frank smirked back before grabbing his spiked bat, he was hoping this would change the subject to something less revealing. “Mind if we have this discussion over that?”. Applejacks smirk turned into a more determined one as she put what appeared to be a vest on, the vest was a light shade of brown with the image of an apple on the back, it appeared to be pure leather. “What can I say, I dress for success.”, she said, her smirk now turned into a toothy grin. She looked at the street, the zombies were shambling and moaning As Frank and Applejack ran, taking down zombie after zombie, they were talking about Frank’s overwhelming guilt and the Willamette incident. “So let me get this straight, you were a photojournalist trying to uncover what you thought was a riot, and it turned out to be zombies!?” Applejack couldn’t believe her ears, Frank obviously from day 1 had a dark past, but THAT dark, that was unexpected. “Yep, every....last....word...is..true!”, he replied in between punching a zombie. Applejack bucked a zombie straight in the face before noticing a hill overhead. “Hey, Frank, what are those things!?” she said, pointing to zombies that looked much more intimidating that the last batch. “Those would be gas zombies.” Frank calmly said before grabbing her and running back into the barn. Frank walked up to Chuck, and slowly put his hand on Chucks shoulder. “Well, the gas zombies are here, and we both know that means the harvest has started.” Frank sighed. Chuck looked behind himself to see Franks expression, one questioning how the Gas zombies got here so early, and why the Phenotrans would start the harvest as early as the second day, usually they would start the harvest on the 3rd day, and end it when the military interrupted. “Well, it appears so. Me, Pinkie, and Rainbow Dash were collecting food for the group when they were encountered.” Frank chuckled. “You seriously memorized their names?” Chuck shrugged. “Well yeah, haven’t you?” “NO! I’m still kinda stuck on the part where we are talking to multi-colored horses.” Frank laughed. “Well, I saw you talking to one of those ‘multi-colored horses’ and she seemed to take a liking to you.”, Chuck lightly punched him in the shoulder. “Oh really,well at least I don’t return feelings and then hide em like you and that Stacey chick.” Frank chuckled. “How do you know anything!?”, Chuck sternly talked back. “THAT is how I know everything, besides Chuck, I wouldn’t date a horse in a million years.” Frank laughed. Applejack overheard the conversation, but the words that completely destroyed her were Frank’s. She hated to admit it but she took a liking to the photojournalist. He was heroic, brave, caring yet still a bit rough on the edges, and knew how to hold himself in a fight. Everything she liked in a stallion, was in the human that she had just earlier hated. It was breaking her, his looks weren’t the best, but unlike Rarity, she had been raised better than to judge a guy by his looks. And this guy, had way more redeeming qualities than his looks. “So why did you 2 call us all here?”, Rainbow Dash asked, looking at Frank and Chuck who both had worried expressions. “Gas zombies.”
Prologue and Meeting FluttershyAuthors note: I will get back to work on Deadpool in Equestria, but now I need some time off from that crossover, its hard getting that set of characters to interact when you add more than just Pinkie Pie. “Where are we going again?", said Frank West as he rode in the passenger seat along the highway. “To see my daughter.” replied Chuck Greene, still surprised that Frank was trying to convince him not to. “Well as long as they’ve got cleaning where ever we are going, I mean this is my favorite coat.”, Frank pointed to his blood covered leather jacket. He was polishing his baseball bat as he did this gesture, a sign of being ready to kill more zombies. “Relax Frank, I know where the helicopters were sending people to, I did my research and we are pretty close, Stacey should be taking care of Katey if I am correct.”, Chuck reassured Frank. Frank of course had to reply with a rude remark, “Isn’t Stacey that PETA chick you hooked up with.” He then smirked at Chucks angry face to this reply. “First, we didn’t “hook up”, we are just friends . Second, she was CURE not PETA. Third, your a jackass.”, Chuck replied, grumbling after. Frank only laughed at this, before pulling out a PDA, the PDA looked far too advanced to be civillian issued. “Where the hell did you get that?” Chuck asked. Frank replied “I took it from the Phenotrans base, Its Isabela’s. She left it as a key to get us to them.If I am correct the password should be the same as Carlito’s laptop.” Frank typed in a spanish word and the PDA played back a recording. “Welcome Frank.” The PDA played back in Isabela’s voice. “Pachamama.... Mother Earth.” Frank said, a flashback of the Willamette incident occuring to him. He remembered it all too well. Chuck put an arm on his shoulder shaking him back to reality. “So what is the plan?” Chuck asked Frank. Frank accessed the notes and read “The Phenotrans are going back to saying their drug is synthetic by doing the harvest outside of US, they’ve gained the equipment to make a portal to a foreign realm. What this realm is, I have no idea, but they are planning on letting Queens loose in it to do more harvest, the land goes by the name of Equestria, yet the harvest are still going to happen on Earth in other countries. “ Frank couldn’t believe this, zombie humans were bad enough, gas zombies were annoying as hell, but zombies from a different dimension, that was going to be horrible, who new how powerful the creatures of that dimension were, and how the infection would affect them. Chuck seemed to show the same reaction. As they got to the apartment building, Chuck and took a deep breath, readying himself for whatever news he got about his daughter, Frank walked to the Dicks Sporting Goods down the street, because to him it was an all you can buy weapons shop. Chuck walked down to manager. “I’m here to see Katey Greene.” He said.The manager looked up and said “263”.Chuck thanked him and then left. After a long flight of stairs, he finally got to apartment 263. He knocked on the door making sure not to wake her up but still allow Stacey to hear him. Stacey walked up to the door, expecting another “I’m sorry for your loss” from her fellow CURE members, but no instead what she saw was the very man who saved hers and many other peoples lives. “Your alive?” she asked, confused as to how this happened. “Well if I wasn’t would I be here?” He responded with a rhetorical question. “But how?” she asked this question? He smiled “ Never underestimate the power of Frank West.” He said, looking out of the corner of his eye knowing Frank had just gotten up the stairs after leaving the sports shop. “I got a shotgun, some rounds, and camping hatchet.” Frank said, laughing as he remembered how he had to explain the blood stains on his jacket. Stacey stood in awe as the legendary photojournalist was in front of her, the one who uncovered the Willamette incident and revealed the zombie virus to the world, along with being the first patient of the Zombrex suppressant, he was a living legend. “Katey is right this way.” she said, letting Chuck in. 1 week later “Well here we go.” said Frank. As Frank,Chuck (with a sleeping Katey on his back) and Stacey walked into the portal, they did not know their lives would be changed forever. Scene transition Fluttershy had recently learned to accept the Everfree forest, she occasionally helped the forest creatures in there and talked to Zecora, she had even befriended the cockatrice. Ever since the Iron Will incident, she had learned to stand up to more bullies and then come to the root of their problem and kindly fix their attitude. She was just doing her daily walk through the forest, when all of the sudden, she saw it 4 bodies of unknown creatures on the ground, completely unconcious. She had a nervous breakdown, she could take care of all kinds of creatures but this was one kind she had no idea what it was. "Relax Fluttershy, maybe Twilight has a book on these creatures.", she called the manticore she met when Twilight first came to Ponyville to come and help her carry them to safety. Frank was the first to come to his senses "Where the hell am I?" he said, before seeing he was covered in bandages. "Oh good your awake." He heard a voice say. A yellow horse with a pink mane came out and put a bowl of soup next to him. "You've gotta be kidding me. A talking horse, where is my stuff!? You'll all be dead before you know it if you don't give that back to me and that wasn't a threat!." Frank yelled. Fluttershy got all shy about that, and brought Frank his backpack, camera, and zombrex, and just in time, his watch started to beep. He took the zombrex and injected it into his collar bone. "Now please answer my first question." Frank said.
The rotting ponyAuthors notes : Thanks for the feedback, especially Dristance and Derpy Mooves. But you guys didn’t point out 2000 So here is right after Frank had the Zombrex dose. Also I Spaced it out by pressing enter twice between paragraphs so it wasn't a wall of text “Where am I!? What are you!? How much alcohol did I consume!?” Frank yelled out at Fluttershy, rubbing his temples. Fluttershy at this and then muttered something under her breath. “What did you say!?” Frank responded to this. “Ponyville.” Fluttershy said, barely audible enough for Frank to hear this time. He only facepalmed. “Ponyville,” said Frank,“can’t get any more cliche than that.” “Hold on a second!” Frank heard a voice behind him say. He turned around to see a purple unicorn “Twilight!”, Fluttershy yelled out with relief. Frank went over to the bed to go back to sleep, hoping this was all a dream, or he was drunk beyond belief. “This pony saved your life, I would suggest you stop yelling at her.”, Twilight said, trying to conceal her urge to kick him in the face. “Well excuse me for reacting like that to a goddamn talking horse!” Frank yelled before getting out of bed, in the process of this he woke up Katey, Stacey, and Chuck. Katey was the first one to notice the ponies, a smile ignited on her 7 year old face. “Daddy got me ponies to replace the fact Snowflake was moved to the local zoo!” Chuck responded in an instant “Frank, what is going on, and what is Katey talking about ?”.Frank of course had no idea to the exact answer, and told this by simply not responding to Chucks question. Stacey was the last to reply, “Katey, I don’t think Chuck got these ponies, I think they got us. I don’t remember anything past going through the portal though.” 4 more ponies walked in the room. “Are y’all 4 alright?” said the orange pony with the yellow mane. “We’re fine, thank you for your help.”, Chuck said, calming down. “Wait Chuck, you actually aren’t finding this weird.” Frank’s jaw dropped. “Frank we’ve fought zombies, psychopaths that think they win by killing themselves, and now we are in another dimension, I’ve sorta braced myself for weirdness.” Chuck shrugged at Franks ignorant comment. Suddenly they heard a faint moaning outside. “Well that I find familiar.” Frank smirked before pulling out his baseball bat and putting his camera around his neck, Chuck nodded and pulled out a spiked bat from his backpack. Frank then kicked open the door, and the 2 went to battle. (Authors note: Cue epic music) The battle was fierce as each zombie went down, each individual zombie died, getting hit with everything Frank and Chuck could find. Eventually they realized they were outnumbered and the 2 ran back into the Library. slamming the door behind them. “Ok, this is hopeless, we need to find a safezone.” Chuck said. The pink pony gave him a look and then smiled, clueless to what was going on, “Nothings hopeless, if you smile, you know what makes me smile, monkeys, and sugar, and clowns and.” Frank stopped her there. “I freaking hate clowns,” He looked at 2 blue one-handed chainsaws in the backpack, ”Although I guess you can say they have there upsides.”. He went over to the backpack and grabbed one. “Man Adam was one crazy asshole, but his choice in weaponry proved useful.” Frank laughed. Chuck decided to continue, “ Does anyone know where a place where we can barricade and keep food is.” The orange pony spoke up, “Well I guess Sweet Apple Acres would prove useful.” Every other pony seemed to nod at this. Fluttershy objected “But what about the woodland creatures!?” Frank agreed, “Good idea, their meat is probably the best option for food over some damn apples, I got a hunting knife right here, so it won’t be a problem skinning them.” She cringed at this, “No don’t kill them, they’re my friends.” Chuck sighed at Franks point of view, “Frank there is chicken in your damn lunch box, we are going with the orange ones suggestion.” Katey got out from the closet, holding a baby dragon up as a weapon. “Can you let me down now?” the dragon said. “Sure.” she replied. “OK, on the count of 3 everybody will run out that door, if you get bitten that’s not my problem.” ,Frank said, gripping the chainsaw tighter., now with the backpack zipped up and equipped. “1...2...3”, He said as a flash of light came over him, next thing he knew, he was behind the fence of a farm. “What the hell?” He asked, while the white purple-maned unicorn closed the gate. “That was rather on time teleporting, if I do say so myself, Twilight.” the white unicorn spoke. “Yeah, that was awesome, I can’t imagine having to run all the way here with that loser.” the rainbow-maned Pegasus said. “ I would have just flown away and left him.” “Well we better barricade that damn barn if we wanna live.” Frank said, acting fed up with everything As they walked in the barn they saw zombies munching on the dead bodies of a big red stallion, and an old pony. Frank quickly dispatched of the zombies with a few quick swings of the chainsaw, then in memorial, closed the eyes of the dead ponies. “Don’t think that meant anything.” He said. 3 young fillies walked out of their hiding spot, wondering what was going on. “What were those things?” They asked. “Zombies,” Chuck replied, “we’ve been dealing with em on Earth for years now.” “Zombies?” the orange filly said, a smile growing on her face. All 3 of the fillies then yelled out in synchronisation “Cutie Mark Crusader ZOMBIE KILLERS!!!!!!!!!” “Well while we are here we better get to know each others names. One name exchange later. “Well at least we won’t end up having to guide any survivors to the safe house.” Frank laughed. “Wait what makes you think that?” asked a confused Chuck. Frank replied to this with “Isn’t it obvious? They’re damn horses.” Chuck was now just done holding in his anger at Franks recent attitude anymore, “ You know Frank, your nothing like the hero of Willamette that I heard about. The caring man who tried to save whatever survivor he found, where is he? Not the hot shot paparazzi who just wants to get the story and get out, these may just be horses, but they saved YOUR damn life!” Frank looked at Chuck " There one in the same." Authors ending notes: Franks........ out of characterness....... was actually intentional , its the torment of Willamette and such coming back to haunt him. Applejacks feelings about family death will be explained in the next chapter
Finding survivorsAuthors notes: Apparently I am jumping from thing to thing too fast, sorry about that, hopefully I can get a collaborator for the Fic, whom( If I am not able to solve the problem myself) can help me, maybe do like Derpy Mooves did with the first chapter. Applejack lashed out in protest of Franks ridiculous laziness, "Hold on, I let your butt stay here instead of using the extra space as some kind of memorial for my family, if y'all plan on staying, yer gonna work for it." Frank was now fed up, talking ponies, he was fine taking SOME orders from Chuck, but a damn horse is where he crossed the god damned line. He calmed down from this rather quickly, turned around, and slowly knelt down to face her. “How about I leave and politely let the zombies in, I’m pretty sure they would be happy to look for survivors for you.” he chuckled. “Really kid, think about that for a second.” Fluttershy ran up to him, showing him how easily her shyness wore off when her friends were threatened or hurt. “Listen bub! You need to wise up and listen to my friend, or get the hell out of here! Take this place or leave it! YOU GOT THAT!”, She yelled before giving him “The Stare”. Frank merely slapped her. “You think that is going to scare me, I’ve seen people eaten before my own 2 eyes, chunks of their flesh ripped off, I’ve seen military specialist trying to harm civilians, trying to shoot down innocents just because of some knowledge, and if you think a mean look is going to stop me, darling you’ve got another thing coming.” He said. Rarity then noticed the High Definition Fancy digital camera around the mans neck, hoping she can persuade him she walked up to him. “Hey if you save survivors, I might let you cover my fashion line when this is over.” He facepalmed at this, responding with sigh, "Kid, I uncovered the story of the century and fought my way through a zombie filled mall. I didn't get where I am taking pictures of Lady Gaga." She gave him an angry look and then walked away. Chuck walked up to Frank “Point is, we are saving survivors, like it or not.” Frank said “Fine, but if we run into what I think we are going to, your to blame.” Chuck replied “ Fine, I just need someone to take care of my daughter.” Fluttershy raised her hoof along with Pinkie pie, Rarity, Stacey of course raised a hand, CMC were fast asleep somehow, and Spike just said, “No way I’m going back out there.” Frank muttered “coward” under his breath at Spike. Chuck smiled warmly at how many were willing to help the most important thing in life to him alive, He looked at his watch and then at the clock to compare time zones before saying “Katey needs her Zombrex at 12:00pm”, he was also relieved to see that time worked the same here. He handed them a list of her allergies and such. Frank took some Zombrex for Katey out of his pocket, “Heads up Stacey”, He threw the Zombrex her way, “I have plenty in my backpack” He continued, before pulling out a bat from said backpack. Chuck then took a pair of boxing gloves with knives attached to them. “Alright lets go.” said Frank, as he grabbed a step ladder and put it out of the barn window.” “What do y’all that you’re doing!?” Applejack said pointing to the door. Frank again just facepalmed at the ignorance, he couldn’t believe how much of it was going around. He spoke up sternly at Applejack “Listen, kid the 5 of us actually going out there need a way in and out without alerting the zombies, normally I would choose the air ducts, but seeing as there are none, this is the second best choice.” Applejack replied, “That makes sense, ...I guess.” As Frank, Chuck , Rainbow Dash , Twilight, and Applejack walked through the zombified Ponyville, they observed as both the living, horrifying, decaying remains of humans and ponies limped around ,trying their best to eat them. Suddenly a grey pony with a yellow Mane ran out of the old abandoned Ponyville Warehouse. “Derpy Hooves, what happened?” said Rainbow Dash, Derpy just whimpered. After what seemed like 5 minutes she finally spoke up “Don’t make me go back in there with the others, THAT PONY IS INSANE!” Frank put a “I knew it” look on his face before actually saying the words. Twilight said “Lets teleport back everypony, Derpy probably just doesn’t know whats going on.” Frank of course said “You guys go, I’m gonna go confront one of the main things I hate about rescuing survivors.” Applejack and Rainbow Dash both said that they wanted to see what Derpy was talking about, and Chuck already knew too. So the 4 of them went into the warehouse to see what was inside. Frank walked in first, making sure to check for any traps. “ Ok here is the plan, Me and Chuck will deal with the cuckoo head, and you will untie the survivors that he or she obviously is harassing right now.” Rainbow Dash disagreed “ No way I’m gonna take em down” Frank just nodded “Fine have it your way, be scarred for life after he commits suicide for no reason.” As they walked into the deeper part of the warehouse they saw... a phone booth. “Two survivors tied up in a phone booth, that’s it. Wow. I was expecting a challenge” Frank said before Chuck stopped him, “Trust me, if the person is insane enough, than they can turn 2 waterguns into flamethrowers. There is always a catch to these bastards we just have to find it out.”
Always the craziesAuthors notes: Since the last chapter got suprisingly positive feedback, this one will go for the stars. Also “Deadpool in Equestria” is not cancelled, I am merely taking a break from it, I may alternate back to it soon enough, but for now enjoy. :3 Frank took a closer look at the phone booth before him, to see the site was a little more shocking, the phone booth had graffiti written in blood. Accompanied by the fact that Frank had seen this kind of person... I mean... pony... err... thing, he knew they had no limits to their loss of sanity, this couldn’t have ended well no matter how they put it. Chuck then noticed what Frank was staring at and stared in awe too. “I’ve Done it!”, yelled a voice behind them, a familiar voice to Applejack and Rainbow Dash, but to Frank and Chuck, it was completely new. “I’ve made a time machine, I can stop this from ever happening!”, the voice continued, sounding more and more deranged by the second, as though he were watching his own death unfold. They looked over to the direction of the voice to see a brown stallion standing on the top floor. He had what looked like the pony equivalent of cleavers, 2 hoof gauntlets with chef blades sticking out in a way it could not hurt the user but efficiently cut food, of course this wasn’t the stallions intentions for the tools. “Doctor Whooves?” said Applejack and Rainbow Dash almost in perfect synchronization. “Who?” asked Chuck. “No not who, Whooves,” explained Rainbow Dash “One of Equestria’s most prized inventors next to Filly Hays, Hooves was Derpy’s boyfriend and Hay’s assistant, He is obsessed with time travel. He created things that advanced pony kind, like those gauntlets you see there, he co-created those to help with Ponyville’s school for physically challenged fillies, since they had trouble using knife handles with there mouths.” “Now I AM EQUESTRIA’s GREATEST INVENTOR,I can go back in time and make this never happen.” “Woah there Whooves, just calm down.” Frank warned holding up the baseball bat,. Whooves went into an absolute fit of rage at this sign, before calming down and showing the same proud smile. “You shall not defy me after I erase any evidence of you meeting me in this warehouse. All I have to do is find the source of the problem, go back in time, and stop it from happening.” Frank of course saw a chance to distract him and whispered into Applejack’s ear “You and Chuck free the hostages, me and Rainbow Dash will distract Doctor Serial killer here.” Frank then spoke up loudly to Doctor Whooves, “I know how this started.” Doctor Whooves raised an eyebrow, “What? Tell me then! You and I could go back in time and stop this madness!” Frank simply shook his head no, before putting up the baseball bat and taking out the Tenderizer combo weapon. Doctor Whooves went into an astonishing feat of rage, not focusing on anything around him but the man who just taunted him and shouted with all of his might at Frank, “IF YOUR GONNA WIELD A WEAPON, YOU BETTER COME UP HERE AND USE IT!”. (Cue fitting psychopath battle music) Frank only smirked and slowly walked to the stairs, making sure the sound of each step taunted Doctor Whooves. Rainbow Dash flew up behind him, doing the same with the flapping of her wings. After they finally got up the steps, it was time for the battle to begin. Doctor Whooves ran up to Frank and barely missed before Rainbow Dash rammed him in the side. “Geez, you would never make it as a photojournalist with stance like that.” Frank taunted him again. This time Whooves ran up only to get pounded by the Tenderizers. Meanwhile...Chuck was busy trying to open the lock on the chains for the hostages. Applejack was trying to calm them down, “Lyra, Bon Bon, It’s gonna be OK. Just hold on there y’all.”. “Hey stupid, if your gonna fight, fight against someone rather than a wittle unarmed girl like myself” Rainbow Dash said, making an extremely sarcastic innocent face as Whooves tried to slash her, he had barely managed to take Frank down with a kick to the chest, and planned on finishing him off later, finally he jump kicked her wings with his back legs, thus knocking her to the ground as he was about to finish her off, he readied himself to stab the knives into her chest. He yelled out to the heavens in a mix of triumph, rage, and insanity. “YOU UNDERESTIMATED ME, NOW YOU PAY THE PRI- aaaaggghhh!!!!!” He felt a nail sink through his heart. He heard the opponent he though was incapacitated say, “If there is one thing I have learned about you bastards, its that you never can.” He then realized that his opponents were toying with him the whole battle, he had been played like a deck of 52. He only laughed and said “You just limited my time to save us!” He limped over to a nearby lever and pulled it, before Frank punched him and a nail went through his skull. “Avitasane you son of a bitch.” Frank said, walking away from the dead body Chuck had finally broke Whooves code, it was 1795. The lockpads broke and Lyra and Bon Bon went free. Then all of the sudden everybody heard a ticking noise. They all knew what it was and all backed away from the phone booth. “It is okay, I got the survivors out.” Chuck smiled. “Umm, Sugarcube, that wasn’t coming from the phonebooth.” Applejack said, pointing upwards towards the beams on the roof. Frank rolled his eyes, “That psycho motherfucker, RUN!!!!” They all ran fast as they could out of the warehouse and into the the town”. “See, that is what I hate about rescuing survivors, its never them actually wanting to live, theres always a catch or a crazy.”
SafehouseFrank looked back at the rubble and squashed zombies as what was left over of the warehouse. He took in the scenery as way too familiar and way too unlikeable. A scene of death and violence, all because one guy couldn’t take the stress. It was one of the saddest things ever too know that people snapped this fast, it was only the first day and he had already encountered a psycho. The saddest part ? “Prized inventor”, it seemed everyone who snapped after the infection was a caring or great person/role model before it. Look at Cliff Hudson from the Willamette incident. Frank took in the saddest parts of the events to his mind and let them all out in one hit as he slammed a zombie nearby him with the baseball bat, the event of violence was more gruesome then ever, as the creature’s head burst open, blood and brains splattering everywhere. Chuck, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack stood in awe of the anger Frank seemed to let out in that one hit, when Frank suddenly interrupted their train of thought and said “Well are we gonna get back with these survivors or not?” They all nodded at this and ran along telling Lyra and Bon Bon to follow them back to the safe house. Once they arrived, Frank got pessimistic about getting in. “What do ya mean you forgot to put a damn stepladder next to the window, I thought we agreed that was the way to get in.” He yelled at Applejack before Chuck put a hand on his shoulder. “Calm down, Frank, instead of yelling at one another about how we can’t get in, lets talk to one another about finding out how we can.” Rainbow Dash had already flown in the window, and Applejack had come up with a suggestion. “Well we could use a block of hay to climb up there.”, Everyone agreed and Chuck pushed a block of hay under the window before helping Applejack up and then him and Frank pulled themselves up. Chuck ran into the room his daughter was in to find her cuddled up against Fluttershy, he smiled warmly to find his daughter, for the first time in years, had made a friend that wasn’t a tiger. Frank walked along the path of Sweet Apple Acres, taking in the decor, he had to admit, for a bunch of damn horses, they knew how to run a farm. Maybe staying here wouldn’t be as bad as he thought, maybe he could take a pony pun or 2, maybe he could make some friends. == “Okay now that we got your survivors, are we even?”, said Frank, reluctant to admit he felt good for saving them. It was an honor thing, he wanted to be known as “The guy who uncovered the story of the century and defeated thousands of zombies.”, not “The guy who missed out on stopping the Phenotrans to save ponies.” Applejack just sighed and said “Alright, a deals a deal, but I have one question. Do you really know how this started?” Frank was not afraid to tell her this truth, he knew it was inevitable, after he found out they somehow spoke English. He stood up and said yes. “And you didn’t tell us!?” Applejack said, now angrier than she was at Franks earlier attitude. “ I thought you would have only gotten in the way, it was a group called the Phenotrans, they do it to Earth too, they keep secretly letting out a bunch of zombies just so they can sell us this shit they call Zombrex, somehow they keep getting away with it, and no one knows they are the ones behind the outbreaks. The worst part? They do it all for god damn cash.” Frank explained. He was now feeling guiltier than ever, it was his fault the world even discovered the zombie outbreak, if he had just stopped Carlito’s bombs and then died himself, the world would have never known about zombies, but now it wasn’t only the USA, now it was a whole other dimension along with it. Frank felt a tear trickle down his cheek, memories of Willamette flashing to him, it was all going by so fast. It reminded him of why he kept fighting, why he kept smashing, why he kept shooting, because he saw people who didn’t deserve anything bad bite the dust, it was what kept him alive, the memory of those people, the reason he wanted to get that story out. Then the flashback hit him. It was all going by so fast he couldn’t keep track of anything. Carlito’s words made more sense than ever now. Frank decided he couldn’t take it and said “I am gonna go outside for a second.” === Chuck looked at Fluttershy and Katey, it was soothing to know his daughter was in good hands..er..hooves, he walked up to the 2 of them. “So did Katey behave herself.” Chuck asked, Fluttershy gently nodded as Katey woke up and took out her PSP to play Megaman. Scootaloo saw the foreign device and ran up “Ooh what is that?”’ Katey pulled away as soon as Scootaloo got too close and it wound up in a chase. Chuck politely backed away and said “ You and Stacey are better with kids.”
Gas zombies pt 1. ( warning: crackshipping :D)Authors note: I mentioned in a recent blog post that I would update this story, so here it is. Frank sat out on a hill on Sweet Apple Acres, watching the sun setting, slowly passing by. He took it all in, Carlito’s words, the deaths of innocent survivors, the military trying to cover up what they had caused. It was an overwhelming memory, haunting him, making him wonder why his life had to be the one that survived, compared to the others that had to suffer, slow, horrible, deaths. He remembered he originally went to Willamette to get a story, originally it was ‘if people die, not my problem’, but when he saw people dying, that was not the case, he did anything in his power to help survivors, and ended up killing some that were insane. He was a selfish bastard when he first went to Willamette, it was his selfish ass goal to just get his shoe onto the red carpet. That was all he cared about, meanwhile there were others fighting for their lives, others who lost their families to zombies and military personnel, others who didn’t care whether or not they died, as long as their loved ones made it out alive. Yet again he began to ponder why he was the one who got to live. “Man, why me, why was I the one who lived, it could have been Brad or Jesse, but instead it had to be the hot shot paparazzi.” He thought aloud, unaware of the pony that was behind him. “Y’know, if y’all need something to talk about, it is nice to have somepony else with you.”, he heard Applejack from behind him. “Kid, leave me alone, if you knew what I’ve been through, you’d know how guilty I feel.” Frank replied, before getting up to move locations. “Listen, that’s what Ah want to know. What was with the tear?” Applejack smirked. “Whatever, if you need me, I am going to go kick zombie ass.” Frank smirked back before grabbing his spiked bat, he was hoping this would change the subject to something less revealing. “Mind if we have this discussion over that?”. Applejacks smirk turned into a more determined one as she put what appeared to be a vest on, the vest was a light shade of brown with the image of an apple on the back, it appeared to be pure leather. “What can I say, I dress for success.”, she said, her smirk now turned into a toothy grin. She looked at the street, the zombies were shambling and moaning As Frank and Applejack ran, taking down zombie after zombie, they were talking about Frank’s overwhelming guilt and the Willamette incident. “So let me get this straight, you were a photojournalist trying to uncover what you thought was a riot, and it turned out to be zombies!?” Applejack couldn’t believe her ears, Frank obviously from day 1 had a dark past, but THAT dark, that was unexpected. “Yep, every....last....word...is..true!”, he replied in between punching a zombie. Applejack bucked a zombie straight in the face before noticing a hill overhead. “Hey, Frank, what are those things!?” she said, pointing to zombies that looked much more intimidating that the last batch. “Those would be gas zombies.” Frank calmly said before grabbing her and running back into the barn. Frank walked up to Chuck, and slowly put his hand on Chucks shoulder. “Well, the gas zombies are here, and we both know that means the harvest has started.” Frank sighed. Chuck looked behind himself to see Franks expression, one questioning how the Gas zombies got here so early, and why the Phenotrans would start the harvest as early as the second day, usually they would start the harvest on the 3rd day, and end it when the military interrupted. “Well, it appears so. Me, Pinkie, and Rainbow Dash were collecting food for the group when they were encountered.” Frank chuckled. “You seriously memorized their names?” Chuck shrugged. “Well yeah, haven’t you?” “NO! I’m still kinda stuck on the part where we are talking to multi-colored horses.” Frank laughed. “Well, I saw you talking to one of those ‘multi-colored horses’ and she seemed to take a liking to you.”, Chuck lightly punched him in the shoulder. “Oh really,well at least I don’t return feelings and then hide em like you and that Stacey chick.” Frank chuckled. “How do you know anything!?”, Chuck sternly talked back. “THAT is how I know everything, besides Chuck, I wouldn’t date a horse in a million years.” Frank laughed. Applejack overheard the conversation, but the words that completely destroyed her were Frank’s. She hated to admit it but she took a liking to the photojournalist. He was heroic, brave, caring yet still a bit rough on the edges, and knew how to hold himself in a fight. Everything she liked in a stallion, was in the human that she had just earlier hated. It was breaking her, his looks weren’t the best, but unlike Rarity, she had been raised better than to judge a guy by his looks. And this guy, had way more redeeming qualities than his looks. “So why did you 2 call us all here?”, Rainbow Dash asked, looking at Frank and Chuck who both had worried expressions. “Gas zombies.”
