Chapter 5: Taste the Memories

Chapter 4: Taste the Memories

Matt woke up, weak as his vision was blurred, all he saw was something spinning in circles like a wheel. He tried to breath but felt his nasal cavity dammed but flooded as well. He reached for his nose and plucked whatever shielded his nose. With his vision still blurred, he felt it for replacement for his vision as it felt soft. He guess it was tissue and theorized that he had a nose bleed. "Damn.....what happened?" His vision slowly aligned straight as he found the spinning object to be a fan. He looked to his side to find a bottle of whiskey and a glass, he eyes widened as he slowly reached for the poison.

He uncorked the lid and poured him a nice glass of a man's drink as he raised it up in pre-cheers. "To a life of stupidity and love." He said gulping down the whole glass in one shot, he gulped it and felt the liquid calm his nerves as he calmly placed the glass on the table. He exhaled a breath of nirvana as he reached for the bottle to pour himself another glass.

"So yer awake." Applejack said as she stood by the door, along with a familiar big red stallion. "You enjoyin yerself there?" She asked as Matt continued to pour another glass for himself.

"Yea, now I will answer your questions, but first-" He paused shooting the whole drink down his throat and slamming the glass on the table. "-why the fuck did that asshole kick me in the face?" She spat at the red stallion as Applejack stood in front of him in defense.

"Now calm down Matt you have yer poison." She said silencing Matt. "Look my big brother here saw yer....blade thing here and saw it as a threat towards me. He did what a older sibling would've done and protect their family." She explained as Matt gave a heavy sigh and poured himself another drink.

"Alright, as long as he protects family.....that's fine I guess. He better not shoot and ask questions later though." He said drinking only half of what he'd poured. "But I'm watching you Mr...?" He said wavering his hand fishing for a name.

"Big Macintosh, though some of mah friends call me Big Mac. And Ah mighty apologize for assaulting you like that." He said with a flat face as Matt chuckled as placed the glass on the table. He gave a weighty sigh as he gestured his hand for the ponies to come closer.

"Okay now.....first lets get your friends in on this." He said as he took a small sip of his whiskey. "I know you ponies are outside the room, now get in here. I don't bite.....unless you want me to." He said with a mischievous grin as the rest of the ponies he remembered entered the room, except for a small purple big lizard that followed Twilight. "Hold up, who invited him?" Matt ask pointed at the purple creature. "And second of all who or what is he?" He asked as Twilight stood forward.

"This is my assistant Spike, and he is a little dragon, and a child." Twilight quickly briefed as Matt looked at him with despise in his eyes.

"Look, my story isn't a jolly or sugar filled one. So he needs to get out and I want to make sure that no kids or children hear this story at all. Otherwise, I won't crack." The little drake groaned as he left the room, closing the door behind him. Matt continued to frown as he again looked at Twilight. "Twilight I have the feeling more spies are here, so is it possible to mute our conversation from outsiders?"

"Yea, I can put a sound proof bubble spell in the room." Twilight said as she shimmered her horn causing the walls, cracks, and crannies of the room to turn into a glowing purple.

"Alright....where should I start.....Ah yes.....'The Fall' as I called it". Matt said as he dunk down the rest of his drink. "Now let me tell you about myself first before I get into 'The Fall'. First my species, I am known as a human, but scientifically known as homosapien. Basically think of me as a tall fur-less monkey with only a patch of hair on my head. And humans didn't really think magic to be real to be honest, all we had was science and religion. Although I didn't really like religion as much.

"Now that the basic human lesson is over let me go to 'The Fall'. Now have any of you heard of things called zombies?" Matt asked towards the group. Pinkie's cotton candy fluffy mane turned to a more darker color as her hair went down and straight like a horror movie. She shivered at the word 'zombie' as she hid behind Rainbow Dash.

"Z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-zooooombiiieee? They're real?"

Matt nodded in confirmation as he poured himself another glass. "Yes Pinkie, zombies are real. And I hate them with a passion. And so did the rest of the world. It all happened last year in the year 2011 when a new breed of mosquito was found in an oversea country called Madagascar. The mosquito bit someone and caused their brain to crave human flesh and go insane. Over the following year governments fell, people died, and survivors fought for themselves as the infection spread throughout the world.

"I had to go through a lot of.....trauma and instinct to survive. Whether to kill my own kind, or to do the unorthodox, even.....no....no this is personal." He stopped as he took a sip of his whiskey. He placed it down as he slacked back and stared at the screen, he closed his eyes and bled out a single tear from his eye. That is until Rainbow Dash killed the mood with rudeness.

"Hey Matt, the zombie apocalypse can't be so bad right?" She asked with a nervous shrug as Matt's eyes snapped opened and popped a glare at the Pegasus who cringed back in fear.

"Rainbow.....if you had a daughter and she died.....how would you react?" He asked with a gripped fist and clenched teeth.

"S-Sad because I know I'll never see them again."

"Alright....but would you kill your own family if you had to?" Matt asked as the whole room fell silent, all ponies gasped as they placed a hoof over their mouth in shock. "Let me tell you something. The zombie apocalypse isn't like a video game, its real 'do or die' situations. My daughter was going to die because she was bitten by those....bastards. I held her in my hands and held her tight, she didn't want to become one of those things. And she told me to save her......but being that hero was hard. So I took the gun, I placed it to her head as I gently stroked her hair and I said these words "Honey......it's all gonna be okay, you won't suffer." and then I pulled the trigger. She was gone, dead, as I just blew her head off. And I will never see my daughter's beautiful face ever again."

A long silence fell to the room as he finished off the drink and stood up with a shaking hand. "W-Well you heard my story...well some if it, now I'm pretty sure you don't want me to fill your room in your life so I'll just be on my way. He said as he started to walk to the door, but was still barricaded by Twilight's magic. "You can let me go now." He said as all the ponies grouped around him, Fluttershy came close to him and gave him a caring hug. She cried, tears of sympathy came into his shoulder "You've....you've killed your own daughter..." She had nothing else to say. She cried for him, hard, as every pony in the room (except Big Mac) gathered around and gave a group hug, having Matt as the central branch. "I'm......I'm so sorry-"

"Please let go, I don't deserve this." He said, pushing away the ponies trying to comfort him. He picked up his rifle and strapped it around his shoulder as he gave an annoyed look at Twilight. "Now please, open the door for me. I want to get of your ha-........hooves as soon as possible." He said as Twilight shook in refusal.

"Why? Why do you want leave so badly. Do you want to die? Equestria has many dangerous beings out in the wild." Twilight persuaded trying to have Matt stay away from death itself.

"Look Miss Sparkle. I don't belong in this world or in this part of it. A town of ponies is not something completely attached with my familiarity of living with humans. And I'm not from this world and don't belong here. I'm a sheet with a picture of a monster on it displayed towards the town, their stares were glued to me. And plus.....I don't want friends." He said as he pulled out his blade and pierced his blade into the magic wall as he peeled off the magic, creating a small crevice from him to squeeze out of.

"Matt wait!" But it was too late as Matt quickly sheathed his machete and sprinted away with desperation of isolationism. That is until Rainbow Dash cut him off in a second, blocking his path.

"Damn that speed demon." Matt grumbled as he pulled out his magnum as fired at the air swiftly, causing Rainbow to hold her ears from the exploding pain in her ears. As Rainbow was stunned he simply ran past her without any lethal injuries. But his escape finally ended as he felt himself freeze in his sprinting position, unable to move as everything turned purple.

"Gotcha." Twilight said holding all of Matt's body with her magic. "You can't move so don't bother trying to escape Matt." She said with a glare, she gently placed Matt on the ground free to move but cuffed his feet to the earth. "Look we don't want you to be hurt. If anything you've suffered so much, can you let us help you?"

"No." He answered flat and swiftly. "I don't need help." He protested calmly as Applejack walked closer to the human as she wrapped a hoof around his hand.

"Look Matt, I was the same as you. Didn't need any help, but any help from mah friends did me a good one. Now let us help you." Matt opened his mouth in protest but Applejack quickly stuff his mouth with a hoof. "Now ah checked your items, and found you had no food. We could give you some and a bed if you stay." She offered as Matt sighed in small defeat. Applejack released her hoof as Twilight released his magic cuffs.

"Fine.....but not for long. Just for about a month." Matt demanded as the rest of the ponies sighed in relief. "But one move of any dissecting or experimenting and you'll earn extra sets of holes for eyeballs." He hissed at the group as he took off his backpack. "But I do have one question."

"What is it sugarcube?" Applejack asked as (once again) they all huddled around Matt.

"Where do I sleep?"

Author's Note

So here's another chapter of the fic, I tried to make it as sad as I could, inspiration came from "The Walking Dead"