Collapse

by Pony With A Hat

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Adventure, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 966

During Equestria's collapse, six friends parted and six groups were formed.

During Equestria's collapse, six friends parted and six groups were formed.

Twilight created the Royal Faction and currently works with Celestia on taking back Equestria.

Apple Jack lost her mind and formed a group of Earth Pony Marauders called Redemption.

Rainbow Dash joined Star Ocean, a group of highly trained pegasi which currently harbour the former Wonderbolts.

Rarity went to Manehattan on the day of the Collapse and currently is a Metro Police Officer.

Pinkie Pie was locked up for murdering somepony, this led to her escape. She formed a gang called The Lunatics and currently have their grasp on a large mental hospital.

Fluttershy runs a group of Neo-Nazis, not much is known on why she turned over a new leaf, but she is now Equestria's greatest threat.

This is only the start. Strange portals are opening up and letting creatures from other domains into Equestria.

Warnings:
-Strong Language
-drug use
-tobacco use
-alcohol use
-crossover

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-02-24 15:20:05 UTC

Fragment One: The Door

Journal Entry One

I've been staring at it for three hours now, three damn hours. This is scientifically impossible, or at least improbable. The point is, it doesn't seem right. Who am I kidding, nothing seems right anymore. This door opened last night, its just a random wooden door out in the middle of a burnt corn field. You would expect that when you open it, you'll see the other side of the corn field, but no! You see nothing! A void, full of silence. A few times I thought about stepping inside but what if It just leads to my death? I'll figure it out tomorrow, My eyelids are starting to feel like weights were hanging off of them.

Journal Entry Two

There is no possible way that this door can lead anywhere, or maybe it's because it doesn't lead anywhere and I'm losing my fucking mind! Every moment I sit in this half assed fallout shelter I think of the door! The goddamn door! I sighed and removed my hazard suit, wiggling my fingers. It's colder than it looks out there. Last time I checked a pile of steaming shit wasn't cold. That's all that's out there, shit.

Three years ago the government was dealing with some terrorists outside the US, Canada I believe. Well these attacks got worse until finally the terrorists did something stupid. They realized a highly toxic, bioengineered, flesh eating disease that would take ahold of people's brains and fucking with them to act the same way. In short zombies. These flesh eating fellows wandered the Earth until finally, the government had a choice. Either abandon the Earth and move to the moon or nuke the place. They nuked the place. Luckily enough I as already in a fallout shelter surviving the "zombie apocalypse" as one might say.

Now the lush planet we lived on is just a barren wasteland with a few straggling undead and marauders, bla bla bla, you know the stereotype. The only thing hanging on my shoulders is this goddamn door! Fuck it, I can't take it, I'm going in.

Journal Entry Three

Once again I open this dusty book, this time, somewhere else. I walked through the door and instantly all the air was sucked out of my lungs and I couldn't breath. I walked down a long invisible hallway for what felt like hours before I blacked out and woke up in a weird version of our world. It's just like Earth but this world used to have beautiful colors to it. It almost pains me to know that I'm probably hallucinating or worse, dead. Either way, the door is nowhere to be found and theres a small town up ahead, I think I'm going to check it out.

Journal Entry Four

Okay, there is no fucking way I'm not hallucinating. I walked into this town named Ponyville and it was completely barren of life. Oh but death on the other hand, sure! It's the strangest fucking thing! I walked into town and found a bunch of dead technicolor horses, or ponies. I think they may be ponies, they're pretty small, and get this. Some of them also have horns and wings! But trust me, this isn't the weird part. Did I mention the fact that I've been hiding inside a house for an hour because a talking pink horse with a knife is trying to kill me? No? WELL A TALKING PINK HORSE WITH A KNIFE IS TRYING TO KILL ME! She is livid with me for some reason and just started charging at me, with a dirk in her mouth. This may be my last entry. Sorry for the cliche.

Journal Entry Five

She's still out there. Watching, waiting for the right time to strike. I think I'm going to get some sleep.

Journal Entry Six

Five, six days since I wrote in this. I woke up on a table with a purple unicorn above me. She told me that I was stabbed repeatedly with what appeared to be a blunt scottish dirk and that most of my vital organs are replaced. I'm not surprised because I already know I'm dead. There is no way after the things I've seen that I'm living. I decided to accept whatever they throw at me.

Journal Entry Seven

Three years since I wrote in this thing. The pages are falling out and yellowing along with the hardback case. Celestia has been training me in the art of using a blade for three long years. For three long years They asked me multiple questions regarding me. For instance, why am I wearing a black suit and what's my name. I only give them the following answer:

Aim at the sun and you may not reach it;

but your arrow will fly far higher

than if you had aimed at an object

on a level with yourself.

They don't understand what it means, in all honesty I just use that to confuse them. Maybe I'll tell them one day, I don't know what I'll tell them, why I would tell them, and when I would tell them. But in the end, it won't matter anyway. I tell them to call me what they wish to call me, but I will not respond to it. They also know that I prefer to called. That would be Zero. This entry will be my last, or maybe it will be, I don't know, I believe it all depends on if I ever cross this book again. I'm surprised I did this time. Well, goodbye.

~

Celestia closed the withered book and smirked.

"Ah, Zero, I hope you'll come back from Pandora."

She then trotted off through the halls of the Royal Factions base of operations.