Dead Rising MLP Edition

This cyan Pegasus seemed so familiar, was it something about her voice, her coat, or maybe the way she acted? I never could understand her from this one encounter. She had multiple blood stains in her coat, and the sword she was carrying also had some blood.

"Where did the blood come from?" I ask, sounding like a fool.

"Oh, this," she replied, "Zombies, zombies, and more zombies."

"Any survivors?" she looks at me with those magenta eyes, like she could see through my soul.

"Well no, but you have," she replied, "You killed my friends Twilight and Pinkie."

"I'm so sorry," I told her, "I had no..." The mare cut me off, shoving her hoof against my mouth.

"I really don't care," she said, "They lost their minds, it was too late." This reply was surprising, most ponies I would tell something like "Hey, I just killed your friends!" would just murder me. This pony was brave, fighting to survive, and not killing survivors. I wanted to hug her, though I looked insane myself. The crimson look of blood covered my dark grey coat, my black mane had even more drops. I was soaked in the stuff, yet I didn't even bother noticing.

"Do you trust me?" she blurted out.

"So far, yeah," I replied, "I mean, you are the second survivor I've met who hasn't tried to gut me like a fish or blow my head off with magic." She just stared at the ground. It was covered with blood, from the fight with Pinkie.

"Do you want to come back to the cottage?" I asked her, I trusted Dash. She nodded in agreement. It was fantastic knowing somepony with skills in combat was joining. There were three of us now, Dash, Orion, and myself. She put the sword in a belt like strap on her back and pushed open the half broken door. We both walked out to see a beautiful sunset.

"Dammit," she whispered in a somewhat scared voice.

"What?" I asked her.

"Don't you know the zombies become more aggressive and dangerous at night?"

"To be truthful I mainly stay in buildings during night and get some shuteye."

"Well get prepared with that knife," she ordered me, "We got to get prepare for a horde." I grabbed the knife out of my saddle bag and prepared for the worst. Rainbow wasn't kidding, a huge horde of undead came running furiously. She unsheathed he sword and began to swing at the undead beasts. With a single slice she took off three of the undead bastard's heads. The bodies slumped over onto the ground. I managed to stab one of the zombies through the head. It staring at me with its glowing eyes. It was pissed, and even with a knife in it's head the beast still wanted to decapitate me. Hours of fighting passed. The knife seeming to bend and looking like it was going to fall apart into tiny metal shards. Her sword didn't seem damaged at all. Like it was made out of some magical element. From behind her a zombie flailing around pounced her. I sprinted towards Dash. The zombie was getting closer to her skin to bite and infect. I kicked its head in, blood flying and splattering on my coat.

"Thanks, I guess I actually can trust you," I pulled her up. It was nice, it was so nice to have another survivor who wasn't going to beat the crap out of me before I stab them, crush them, or even make them spontaneously burst into flames. It seems like days, but the sun begins to rise, and the zombies charging at us fall, like they were recharging their batteries.

"Come on, let's get back to the cottage," I reply to the Rainbow mare. She replied with a simple nod. The path back was now covered with body parts and blood. This once peaceful town became a nightmare, but we've learned to live like this. When will this nightmare end?

"They should've sent in the military by now," I say. She looks at me with a look that just can't be subscribed.

"It's the damn military," she told me, "When the hell do they ever come in time, they probably don't even know of the outbreak." This was just a strange thing, Orion told me it was a direct order from the Princess that he come here.

"One of the survivors told me he was sent here from a direct order from the Princess," I tell her, "Do you mean to tell me he went rouge or came here without order?"

"Probably, anypony will make a lie to come somewhere for a reason." I wonder if she is telling the truth and Orion is lying, or the opposite. A few minutes pass and the cottage is in view, the river seems to be flowing a bit slower then yesterday, and some animals seem to be back. I approach the cottage to notice it was so quiet. Opening the door to see a bunch of supplies gone, and Orion, Scoots, and Bloom are gone.

"The bastard," I whisper under my breath. I look around the house to see a piece of paper nailed to the wall. It read,

"Dusk, I've taken the girls to the safe house. Travel through the forest behind your house until you make it to a fork in the trail. Take the left path, it will lead you to the safe house. It looks like an old bunker used in war. You will find it near a lake that is near the end of the path. I will meet you in front of the lake. Hurry, and bring back my knife- Orion"

"He moved on to the safe house, and gave me some directions," I look at her, "We're moving on out."