For a few moments I just stood there, staring at the group, and sighed. "What do you mean, what am I? I'm fucking human." I said.

"Human? I've never heard of your species." She said.

"You never heard of your own kind? Man, I bet you did terrible in school." I mocked, and chuckled.

"But we're not humans." A girl with a cowboy hat, and blond hair said.

"Then what the fuck are you?" I asked.

"Ponies." The purple haired girl said. I was silent for several seconds, trying to hold back my laughter, and felt my face turn red because of the struggle. "What's so funny?" She asked. I soon gained control, and chuckled.

"Your ponies?" I asked. They all nodded. "You guys are fucking stupid, I may just leave you all here." I said, and shook my head.

"But we are ponies!" The purple haired girl said. I crossed my arms, and smirked.

"Then prove it." I said. She smirked back, and closed her eyes. I raised an eyebrow in confusion as she looked to be struggleing with something. Soon her face turned red, and I noticed she was holding her breathe. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, I said prove it, not kill yourself." I said. Soon she took in a gulp of air, and panted.

"Why isn't my magic working?" She said with shocked eyes.

"Cause magic isn't real." I said. I sighed, and rubbed my head. "Look, I could care less about what you think you are. What I really care about is leaving this dead city. So either you get ready to leave, or you can stay here, and wait for the dead heads to come smashing through that door." I said. They all huddled up, and began to mumble something to each other. Soon they broke the huddle, and the purple haired girl spoke.

"Fine, we'll come with you. But you have to answer more of my questions when we leave the city." She said. I shrugged.

"Whatever." I said, and scanned the group one more time. "But before we leave, we have to make a few changes with your cloths." I said, and pulled out my knife. "You, with the dress, come here." I said, and pointed to a girl in white. She slowly approached, and once she was close enough I grabbed her dress, and slashed through her skirt. She yelped, and pleaded for me to stop, but I ignored her, and tore the skirt apart. Soon almost both of her legs were entirely visible, and I had to admit, they looked good. Once I was done looking, I looked up to see her a bit angry. "What?" I asked.

"You ruined my dress!" She growled.

"You wanna run faster don't you?" I said. She huffed, and rolled her eyes. I rose to my feet, and sighed. "Now, everyone follow me, and stay close. If you get bit, or dragged away there's nothing I can do to save you. Got it?" I said. They all nodded, and I put on my gas mask. "Good, now lets go." Soon we exited the police station, and made our way into an ally way. As we were quickly making our way through the ally, multiple screams could be heard. and I quickly duct behind a pile of trash. The others quickly copied me, and got into cover. I peeked out of cover, and saw at least ten dead heads run pass the ally. I smiled, and motioned the others to follow me. As quickly as possible we made our way out of the ally, and made it to a military truck on the side of the road. I quickly checked the truck, and found nothing useful, only a few dead bodies, and empty shell casings. I huffed, and we continued through the city. For a couple hours we ran, and hid, ran and hid. It was easy avoiding dead heads, but it was really annoying having to make sure the rest of the group followed my every move. We soon made it to a street that led straight to the highway where my RV was, but there was a problem. At least a hundred dead heads, and old abandoned cars blocked our path, and the entrance to the highway was blocked off by a hill of crashed cars. I quickly ran into an old clothing store, and closed the door once the others made it in. I used a few empty shelves to block the doors, and looked out the window with a pissed off face under my mask. "I knew I should have left yesterday, I just fucking knew something like this would happen. Fuck!" I growled, and sighed,

"Whats wrong?" I looked back, and saw the blonde girl looking at me with a concerned look. I chuckled, and shot my arms into the air.

"Oh nothing, nothing at all, we just have a shit ton of hungry dead heads, and old fucking cars blocking our way to our escape, and I have to worry about a bunch of fuckers who came out of some kind of portal, and who think they are fucking ponies with magic! Oh, and lets not forget the fact that the only way out of this fucking city is that fucking highway because the fucking military thought it would be a good idea to block every fucking entrance into the city!" I said. She only backed away to her group who were covering the children's ears because of my choice of words, and got the message that I needed to think. I sighed, and returned my attention to the streets. They were every where, and they just stood there, staring at nothing while twitching like crazy. Of course, today had to be the day these bastards stood still, just my luck. I soon turned around, and walked towards the back door. "Come on, there should be another way out." I said, and opened the back door. It looked clear, so I walked out with my gun ready for action. I was about to say something to the group, but before I knew it I felt something slam into the side of my face. I fell to the side of the ground hard, and tried to push myself to my feet, but felt something hold me down. I struggled, and grunted, but soon I stopped once I saw a Revolver pointing straight at my head. I looked past the gun, and saw a man with a black gas mask wearing a black hoodie, and cargo pants. "Shit." I mumbled.

"Better stop moving." A masked figure said. He took my AR-15, and threw it to another masked man who was pointing an AK-47 at the group. He started to search through my back pack, and my pockets while keeping his Revolver planted onto the side of my head. "Where's the rest of your gang?" The masked figure asked. I was silent for a moment, and spoke.

"I'm not in a gang asshole." I said. He slammed my head onto the ground, and put his Revolver under my chin.

"Don't lie to me you scum bag!" He growled. "Your working for the Red hand aren't you?" He asked.

"I don't know who your talking about dude, I work alone." I said.

"Then who are these people?" He asked, and pointed his Revolver at the group. "They your new slaves, or are they just new blood?"

"Their just a few idiots that needed my help." I said. "I don't work with these Red hand assholes, alright. I swear." I said. It was silent for a few moments, but soon the other masked figure spoke.

"Maybe he's telling the truth." He said.

"And how the fuck do you know that Sean?" The asshole asked.

"Don't they have some kind of symbol on them? Check for a symbol on his neck, I remember when we were at their camp, and they all had a red hand on their necks." He said. The person on me quickly checked my neck, and sighed.

"Shit." He said, and quickly jumped off of me. "Sorry buddy." He said, and chuckled. I quickly jumped to my feet, and glared through my gas mask.

"Screw you, you point a gun at my head, and say your sorry?" I asked in a pissed of tone.

"Look we had a bad couple of days, and we've been on edge. Give us a break." He said.

"I think every fucking human that isn't a dead head is on edge." I said. "Also, can you stop pointing your gun at them?" I asked.

"Oh, sorry." Sean said, and lowered his weapon. "I'm Sean, and this is Tyler." He said, and pulled off his gas mask, and flipped his hoodie off of his head. He was a pale, young man with a bit of hair on his chin, and blonde hair on his head. Soon Tyler took of his mask, and removed his hoodie. He was also young, and had tanned skin, and his face, and head had blonde hair.

"Again, sorry about that." Tyler said, and put away his Revolver. Soon Sean threw me my AR-15, and chuckled.

"And sorry for taking your shit." He said. I caught my weapon, and swung it onto my back.

"Yeah, yeah I get it, your sorry." I said, and looked to the group. "You all okay?" I asked. They all nodded, and I sighed. "Names Jack." I said.

"So Jack, where you guys heading?" Sean asked.

"Well we were going to leave the city through the highway, but a bunch of dead heads blocked our way." I said.

"Same here, we were just about to leave through the highway, but now that you tell us the situation we're out of ideas." Tyler said.

"Maybe we can help each other out." Sean said.

"How?" I asked.

"Well, I have an air horn that I use to attract the infected just in case shit gets real, but I'm not sure I wanna use it." He said, and smirked.

"What are you getting at?" I asked. Sean looked to Tyler, and soon they both were smirking.

"We saw your RV from the hotels roof, and saw it as our escape. At first we thought you were one of the Red hand pricks, but now that we see you aren't we want to tag along with you until we get to Texas." Tyler said.

"Why Texas?" I asked.

"Heard it was safe." Sean said.

"And it's almost suicide to travel on foot." Tyler said. "That RV could be our ticket to safety."

"What makes Texas safe?" I asked.

"A couple travelers told us that Texas was the safest place in the country, and they said that they saw a few black hawks flying in, and out. So that must mean the military is there." Tyler said. I chuckled, and shrugged.

"Whatever, if you have a way for us to get out of the city, then I'm on board." I said, and stuck out my hand. "I'll take you to Texas, if you get me to the RV." I said.

"Why should we trust you?" Sean asked. I smirked under my mask.

"Cause I'm your only ticket to Texas." I said. They both smiled, and shrugged.

"Why the fuck not." Sean said, and shook my hand.

"Our best chance." Tyler said, and shook my hand.

"Now that we are together, lets figure out how this all goes down." I said.

"Not much to figure out, just some tape, a air horn, and a whole lot of stamina." Sean said, and pulled out a air horn. Tyelr pulled out some tape, and handed it to Sean. "You all get into position, and I'll start the party. Once they come running you all fucking bolt to the RV." He said. I nodded, and looked to the group.

"Ya hear that, stay on my ass, and don't stop running." I said. They all nodded, and I led them down an ally with Tyler while Sean ran the other way. We got into place, and awaited for Sean to start the distraction. Tyler pulled out swung a M24 from his back, and put his mask back on.

"Ready?" He asked. A smirk formed under my mask, and I chuckled.

"I'm always ready." I said. A few minutes passed, and everything was quite. That is until the sound of an air horn went off, and sent the horde of dead heads into a insane bloodthirsty frenzy. The dead heads charged towards the sound, and cleared the streets. We quickly made our move, and sprinted down the street. I kept my guard up, and scanned the area as I ran with Tyler, and the group. As we were running, I looked up to the roofs only to feel my heart skip a beat. On the roof was a man aiming his weapon at us. Before the man could fire, I lifted my AR-15, and fired a few rounds. I hit my target, but he let out a storm of lead, and heard a scream echo from behind me. I looked back, and saw an old lady laying on the ground bleeding. "Shit!" I growled, and ran to the lady. I knelt down beside her, and checked saw that she was shot three times in the chest.

"Dear Celestia, Granny Smith!" In the blink of an eye the blonde girl ran to the injured lady, and lifted her head up with her hand. "A-are you alright!? Oh dear Celestia there's so much blood!" She yelled, and began to cry. I was about to say something, but I soon heard hundreds of screams echo in the distance. I looked to Tyler, and saw a dead head quickly charging from behind him.

"Watch out!" I yelled, and pointed to the dead head. Tyler quickly spun around, and fired one shot into a dead heads skull.

"We gotta go man, come on!" He yelled. I got back up, and scanned the roof tops for anymore of those assholes. Luckily it was clear.

"Granny Smith!" I looked back to the bleeding lady, and saw that her face went pale, and she had stopped breathing. She was gone. I cussed under my breathe, and looked to the rest of the group who were only staring in horror.

"Grab her, and lets move!" I said. They were still frozen for a few seconds, but soon a large man garbed the girl, carried her away from the corpse. She fought back, but the man was to strong, and looked to me, waiting for me to move on. I spun around, and motioned everyone to follow me. "Go, go, go!" I shouted. We all sprinted through the street as fast as we could, and began to hear more gunfire. Soon I spotted Sean at the entrance of highway on a pile crashed cars firing his AK-47 into a group of dead heads. I looked behind me, and pass the group, and saw a large horde of dead heads entering the streets, and charging right for us. I let the rest of the group pass me, and turned around towards the horde. I quickly aimed, and fired single shots into their heads. Once I emptied my magazine, and spun around, and sprinted for the group. As I spun around I saw the group, Tyler, and Sean climbing the hill of crashed cars. I could hear the dead heads getting closer, and closer by the second and screamed to my legs to move faster. Thank god they listened, and I started to pick up the pace. But as I was sprinting a dead head jumped from a car, and grabbed my AR-15. I knew I didn't have time to fight over the gun, so I quickly removed the strap attached to my gun, and pushed the dead head down with my AR still in his hands. I screamed in my head, and cussed myself out as I began to sprint to freedom. I pulled out my hammer smashed it into a dead head who was stuck in a old car window.

I soon reached the exit, and begun to climb like I damn monkey with it's tail on fire, but as I was halfway there I felt something grab onto my leg, and pull me down. I looked back and saw a dead head holding onto my leg, and attempting to take a bite out of me. I struggled, and pulled myself up, but I slipped, and I felt the dead head climb on top of my back. I knew it was over, and closed my eyes, waiting for the worst. But time seemed to slow down as I opened my eyes, and looked up to see Tyler, and Sean standing over me with their weapons drawn. Time snapped back, and they both began to fire onto the horde. I felt the dead on me let go, and scrambled up the pile of cars. Tyler grabbed me, and yanked me up to the top.

"MOVE!" He screamed. We all jumped off of the hill of cars, and bolted towards the armored RV where the group was waiting. We reached the RV, and everyone jumped in. I went to close the door, and saw the horde climbing over the hill of cars, and smiled under my mask.

"Later fuckers." I said, and closed the door. I quickly threw my back pack in the back, sat in the drivers seat, and started her up. With out a second thought I stepped on it, and we smashed pass a few cars, and begun to drive down the highway. I was panting, and felt the sweat in my hair, and running down my face under my mask. I pulled off my mask, and took in a deep breathe. I kept my eyes on the road, and heard the sound of crying from the back. I sighed, and tightened my grip on the wheel. I truly felt bad for the girl, but I knew it was probably for the best. One less mouth to feed. As I was driving, Tyler walked up beside me, and patted me on the shoulder. I kept my eyes on the road, and smiled. "Hey man, thanks for the help back there, I thought I was done for." I said. He chuckled.

"No problem. I promised you I get ya to this RV didn't I?" He said. I chuckled, and nodded.

"Yeah, so I guess I'll have to keep to my part of the deal." I said. He patted my shoulder again, and was about to walk back, but I quickly grabbed onto his arm with my eyes still on the road. "Do me a favor, and check on the group back there, and just ignore the weird crap they tell ya. I think they are a bit loco." I said. "But I did meet them in a... strange way."

"Sure." He said, and walked back. I sighed once again, and stared at the road. I could tell things have just gotten way more interesting in the end of the world, and that more shit would follow me, and my new group. As I was thinking, I began to chuckle. I nearly died, and for some reason I found it funny. Ever since the shit hit the fan in the world I've had shit luck, and I mean SHIT luck. But for some reason luck handed me a towel to wipe away the shit, and ya know what, I love it. I stopped chuckling, and reached for the radio. I put in an old disc with my favorite songs on it, and slipped it in with a grin. Soon the music began to play, and my smile grew even larger.

"Back on the road to hell again."

Author's Note

Hey boys and girls, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Be ready for more chapters on my other stories to come out later today, I'm still working on them.

Have a EPIC day, or night! ;]