The Galloping Dead

As we sat there and watched Flam get torn apart and turn into a Remnant, we both must’ve had the same plan. We took the sharpest sticks, the heaviest rocks, and lit coal and attacked the herd of Remnants. One by one, they were falling. We finally got to the last one. It was Flam. No need to feel bad for him now. Especially after what I did. I made a flaming spear with a rock on the end to make it go down harder. I hit him right between the eyes. I hit his brain. See, hitting a Remnant in the heart is pointless. They don’t die. You must hit them in the rotten brain, and they will die. After we watched Flam fall, we walked into the machine house. We looked at each other. Right then I knew this was going to be a long time before we get to safety.

We took weapons, knives, and anything else like food and water to help us. After that I ended up having a knife in a pouch and a pistol in the other. Dash had a weapon that shot rapid fire bullets. On the side it said “For Flam” I guess it was a gift from Flim to Flam. We decided to take the mechanical house. It was drivable. So we drove in the forest now. Also, if we see any Remnants we can just run them over. At least until this thing runs out of fuel. Why it ran on fuel and not magic, I don’t know. It was just a stupid design considering they were both Unicorns.

Dash kept talking about the last fight as I drove the house through the forest. I assumed that it kept her from thinking of the scene of Flam’s gruesome death. I decided to ask her what to do next.

“Off to Rarity’s. She lives in a shack now. Ponyville has been taken over by zombies. She might be able to help us. Maybe even join along. You never know.” Her answer kind of irritated me.

I didn’t know how many people this house could fit. And all Rarity was before this was a famous fashion designer. What could she possibly offer us? A new outfit to bloody up? Great. Just what we need.

Driving… Driving… It was more boring than walking. I hoped this forest would end soon, but I was wrong. We just came through a place with cut down trees and a little building made up by wooden pallets.

“That’s the place…” Dash said

“There? What about there?”

“Rarity’s house.”

She lives THERE!? That place was torn up, had holes in it. And probably some sort of Parasprite infection. We parked the house and we walked out of it. Dash flew into the wooden shack. I just walked. What’s the hurry? Dash soon walked out and Rarity was with her. Rarity was covered in dirt, mud, and a little bit of blood.

“Who’s your friend Rainbow?” Rarity asked.

“This is Fire Burst. Me and him were acquaintances before all of this happened.” Dash answered.

Was this really what happened to Rarity? She invited us inside her house. Or shack. Whatever you’d like to call it. I looked around…

“Well Rainbow, do you like what I do? I make these!” Rarity asked.

“YOU make these!? You went from fashion to this? I’m proud! Maybe that means you aren’t as stuck up as you   were!” Dash obviously was joking.

I looked around. She made war like outfits. Pouches, ammo clips, and bullet proof vests were hanging on the walls of the little wooden house. If she could make these, maybe I could get her to join us.

“These are amazing. Just a question Rarity, since you are such a good designer, would you mind joining us?”

Dash looked at me with a crazy look. What? I was strategically right about me and her going as a group, how could I be wrong about this?

“I don’t know Fire, we’re already snug in that small house as it is.” Dash tried to not get Rarity to join us.

“I don’t know, she makes these excellent suits for war, and she seems pretty useful to have around.” I responded.

“I REALLY don’t think that’s a good idea Fire!” Dash seemed irritated and motioned her head at Rarity, who somehow was drinking a cup of tea, which came out of nowhere.

“C’mon, we NEED this skill in our grou-“ Rarity interrupted me.

“Now why don’t I get a say so in this? I will make the decision. And I say I want to go! This shack is old, and that mechanical thingy looks A LOT more comfy then this shack!”

Dash looked mad, but when I had the chance, I told her she’s an ARMOR designer now. Dash still looked mad, but a bit less angry at the situation. This was a lucky chance we had. We also took her because she had spare fuel which she strangely use as perfume. I think she’s going a bit nuts, but we’ll deal with it. She probably just hadn’t had any conversing with anyone else. I would go crazy too. So now that his thing a little crowded, we might have to start walking.

“So where exactly did you guys GET this thing anyways?” Rarity asked.

I could tell Dash didn’t want to talk about it, so I explained.

“Flim and Flam. They were attacked by a bunch of Remnants when we went mining to by some weapons from them. We came back and it wasn’t pretty.”

“What’s a Remnant? You mean infectors. I like the name Remnants. I think I’ll use that instead!” Rarity wouldn’t shut up.

I changed the subject. “So dash, where to next?”

“I was thinking Pinkie Pie.” Dash said. I didn’t understand. Who’s Pinkie Pie?

“The look on your face tells me you don’t know her. Oh well. I guess you’ll just have to meet her if she’s still alive. If not, then just forget about her. We’ll just go on our way and pretend nothing happened.” Dash seemed a bit disappointed that I didn’t know her.

How was I supposed to know? Was she famous or something? I don’t think she was. I still don’t know her even after about an hour of her trying to explain, all I figured out about her was that she was a party planner. I never had many parties, so I wouldn’t know.

“Where exactly IS Pinkie? How do you know where to go?” Rarity asked.

“Before we all parted, Pinkie Pie said she was going to her old rock farm to see her family. So I’ll assume she’ll be there” Dash was almost certain of this answer.

“How can you be certain?” I asked

“I’m not. I said I’ll ASSUME she’s there. I never said she wa- LOOK OUT!” Dash pointed to a town nearby that was FILLED with Remnants. “That’s the only way to Pinkies place!”

Great. Now we have to deal with a Remnant Hangout… Just great.