The day was sunny and bright, almost no clouds in the sky. The day was so peaceful that nopony noticed a stranger enter the borders of Ponyville. The stranger was a dark green earth stallion; his brown mane looked like it was subtly falling off and he seems to stare off into space. Most didn't notice the new pony, but then the bouncing, smiling pink party pony came to greet the new face.
"Hi there!" Pinkie smiled. "Welcome to Ponyville! You're new aren't you? Yes you are, well welcome. Did I already say that? Oh well, welcome again, would you like I show you around?"
"Hun...ger." The pony mumbled.
"What was that?" Pinkie asked, then noticed the pony had something red dripping from his mouth.
"Hun...ger!!" The pony leaped at Pinkie, sinking his teeth deep into her throat.
Pinkie tried to scream but the pony's teeth had already broke her voice box. All she could make were gasps of air and the pony's teeth rip, tore, and shattered Pinkie's throat and ruptured veins. A stinging, dumb feeling was all she felt as Pinkie felt her life bleeding from her. The last thing she saw was the pony now chewing on the inner parts of her neck. A nearby mare had the misfortune to see Pinkie's death. The mare let out a scream, well more of a screech. But she fared no better than Pinkie and the new pony was muzzle deep in her stomach. Oddly enough, Pinkie's body began to move again, small twitches at first but soon she subtly flailed her body upwards and joined the new pony in the feeding.
The banging sound of a hammer nailing a board onto a window echoed through the room.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Spike continued banging away as he saw more dead ponies clawing at the window. Small cracks forming. "It was all supposed to be perfect!"
In the glass, the orange coated Applejack was bucking at the window, the crack getting bigger.
"Shit!!" Spike backed away, as the glass shattered, half of Applejack was coming in.
"Spike! Look out!" A mare's voice shouted as a couch came flying at the window, knocking Applejack out and blocking the way.
"Thanks Rarity." Spike said, hugging Rarity.
After the outbreak, more than half of Ponyville had become zombies. Unable to flee without being eaten, the survivors barricaded themselves in their homes, while others simply accepted their fate, while others ended their own lives. In the span of two weeks, Spike has been cut and scared, but remained unchanged. Rarity suffered several deep scars, her once beautiful mane was torn and partially burned.
"Are we secured?" Rarity asked.
"Yeah." Spike nodded. "That was the last-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" A scream came from upstairs.
Spike and Rarity bolted up the stairs to find a crying Sweetie Belle clutching onto her half eaten hoof. In front of her was a zombified Scootaloo.
"Get away from her!" Rarity shouted, throwing the closest things she could with her magic at the zombie filly.
Spike ran at Scootaloo with a baseball bat and quickly smacked it against the filly's head, knocking her down. Taking this opportunity, Spike proceeded to continuously smash in Scootaloo's skull. Fragments of flesh, bone, brains, and blood splattered around the room and smeared on the walls and ceiling. Rarity ran over and hugged Sweetie tightly.
"Sweetie." Rarity was crying, her tears and Sweetie's blood mixing on the floor. "Why!? What happened?"
"I saw Scootaloo outside." Sweetie explained, holding her bloody hoof. "And she looked fine, so I let her in."
"We need to go!" Spike said, looking out the window. More and more zombie ponies were gathering.
"But Sweetie!" Rarity objected, refusing to let Sweetie go.
"Right now!!" Spike grabbed Rarity and ran down the stairs.
Once down the stair, Spike threw everything he could to block the stairway. It was only after that, that he saw that Rarity brought Sweetie with her.
"Are you crazy!?" Spike shouted. "Sweetie's infected. She'll kill us both!!!"
"Don't talk that way about my Sweetie Belle!!" Rarity kept cry, holding Sweetie close. "It'll be okay Sweetie, Rarity's here. Don't worry!"
"Rar...ity..." Sweetie was fading fast, the color leaving her face.
"Sweetie no!" Rarity held her sister's face close as she cried. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Spike didn't know what to say, or what to do. This isn't how things were meant to go. He was to confess his love and propose to Rarity, they would marry and be happy. Not like this, not some zombie hell they're in now. He didn't want to leave Sweetie, he didn't want to bash Scootaloo's brains in but he had no choice. But now Rarity brought Sweetie with them, she was gonna turn at any moment.
"Step aside Rarity." Spike said, clutching the bat.
"No! Stay away from her." Rarity said, holding Sweetie close again. "Don't take my- eehhh.."
Rarity felt the sharp bite of her sister's teeth sinking into her neck. Blood shot out, coating Sweetie's face a dark red. Spike jumped back but only felt the feeling of himself backing into another body. The next thing Spike felt was his body being knocked over. Before his eyes went dark, he saw zombie ponies coming into through the broken window, the couch moved. All he felt was pain, and the last he heard of tearing flesh and crunching bones.
Author's Note
This was part of my "One Hour" challenge, and my "1000 words" challenge. That's my only reason why this story was so short and to the point.
