Dead Rising MLP Edition

Twilight sure did do some damage to me, but I still needed to go to Sugarcube. It seemed strange, there are no zombies around. Before I entered Twilight's there were so many, but now there gone. However, the smell of blood and decomposing flesh was still in the area. While walking down sounds of moaning and grumbling began. I turned around to see a few zombies running towards me. It was strange, running zombies, but I ran too. Another minute passes and I turn around to see a huge hoard just running towards me.

"OH CRAP!" I yell as more and more zombies continue falling out windows, breaking down doors, and appearing out of alleyways. Minutes of running and stabbing zombies that popped out in front of me ended by me finally making it to Sugarcube. I bust open the door, slam it shut, and push a cabinet in front of the door. The only sounds I could hear were the sounds of screaming and pounding. They weren't giving up any time soon. I take a few minutes to catch my breath, drink some of the water from a canteen, and eat a chocolate bar I found in the restaurant. The pounding got lighter, but it was still happening. Instead of just sitting their lazily I began the search for anything suspicious. While walking around I felt something soft under my hoof. It was the dead corpse of Pinkie Pie.

"I'm sorry that it had to be this way," I tell the body. It felt so wrong killing them, even though it was self defense. The pain of knowing you killed somepony who you might have been able to save, the feeling to know you have blood on your hooves. I just wanted this nightmare to be over as fast as possible. After a few minutes of silence I continued my search.

"I'm sorry..." a voice softly cooed. This sent a chill down my spine.

"Who the hell is there?" No response. I just rubbed it off as my imagination. The first floor was empty, except for a few knives, which I took. The second floor was a bit sad. There was a room with two baby cradles, pictures of a happy family, and a picture of Pinkie with two foals.

"Poor kids, they didn't need to observe this mess," I whispered to myself. This is one of those rooms that want to make a pony cry. A room that brings memories, a room that wants you to cry, a room that makes takes what little hope we have left. I closed my eyes an ran out the room. The next room must have been Pinkie's bedroom. The room consisted of bright colored balloons, a record player, and party supplies on the ground. The one place I needed to check was the closet. I readied my knife, so in case the zombie in the closet incident happens. I slowly pull the door open, nothing happens. When I lower my guard something bites my back.

"OH GOD!" I turn around to see a small alligator biting me, "Oh, thank Celestia it wasn't a zombie." The alligator was toothless and had big purple eyes.

"Ain't you a cute little fella," I tell it, "You must have been Pinkie's pet." The alligator latches onto my tail. I just laugh and start walking around, a toothless alligator biting on to my tail.

"Protect Gummy..." a soft voice cooed. I look around to see nothing, but I guess it was telling me to protect the gator. I guess his name is Gummy. I ignored the voice and looked at the closet's floor to see a wooden box. Opening it I found a gold necklace with a balloon emblem in the middle, sort of like Twilight's crown. I toss it into my saddle bag and packed up. There was nothing of interest in the other rooms. My legs and hooves aching from all the fighting and walking I needed to get back to the cottage and see if Orion made plan on how to clear the safe house of the decomposing flesh bags. The wooden boards squeaked as I walked across them, for the outbreak only being three days ago I wouldn't expect this thing to happen. While approaching the stairs a loud crash came from the room below. Something was down there, a zombie, a survivor, or something else.

"Hello?" I yelled down the stairs, "Is anypony there?" No response, just another crash that sounded like china being smashed. There was another and another and another. Something down there was breaking all of the fragile objects. My muscles tightened as I began to walk down the stairs, like they didn't want me to see the china breaking thing. I tried to move, but fear took over. I called down to see if somepony was actually down there. No response again, unless you consider the sound of more china breaking a response. A minute after the last china smash there was no sound. It was silent, silent as the night. I wanted to peak down to see if anything was still there, but I just couldn't force myself.

"I'm gonna kill all of you," a mare's voice exclaimed from the downstairs, "I'm gonna kill every last one of ya!" The mare sounded insane. She was obviously on a murderous rampage, on china.

"What is your problem with dishes?" I ask the mare as I walk down the stairs.

"Who the buck are you?" the voice questioned me.

"Dusk," I replied, "the name's Dusk. She turned to me, holding a sword, her mane and coat had blood splatters all over it. Her mane all dirty and her arm with a bloody gash in it.

"Name's Rainbow," she said, "Rainbow Dash."