it's been 7 months since patient zero underwent a horrifying transformation, becoming a beast known as 'a-bom'. it spread fast, leaving twisted monsters and countless dead in its wake. fillies and colts died in swarms, then those who weren't lucky began to mutate, becoming brutal and savage monsters in moments.
the infected were quarantined in a bio-dome that encased ponyville. they called it a 'safe zone' we know it as 'the death dome'. inside the dome, the virus grew stronger. strong enough to live without a host. strong enough to become... the behemoths!. Grendel, akhetaten, nidhogg and chernobog. formerly big mac, bon-bon, Lyra and soarin'. they were so compatible to the virus, they grew in size, mutating horrifically until they became the gods of the dome, the behemoths.
deep in the dome, a young survivor, Andrew 'phoenix' discovered a legendary power. he was resistant to the M-alpha strain, but compatible at the same time. using 3 doses would give him unstoppable power, while keeping his pony form. he and the mane six met one another when twilight and the others were fleeing from a swarm of the creatures, lead by the unique mutation that was dubbed 'lupo'. the mutated were killed, and they made a solemn promise: destroy the behemoths!
Andrew poked his head around a corner, and whispered "C'mon!"
following as quietly as they could, the mane six followed him, flattening themselves against a wall as andrew growled:
"okay... we killed Grendel about a week back, Akhetaten's next, then chernobog, then nidhogg. if ya find any alpha strain (that's the green stuff) then bottle it. 'Kay?"
they nodded and FLASHBACK!
the huge beast that was once big mac towered over andrew. his skin was a light, blood-drained almost, blue. gore could be seen splattered on parts of his body and his eyes and mouth glowed bright blue, several sharp spines that were sticking out of his head made him look like he had a mad Mohawk of spikes. rearing back, he roared, knocking Andrew back.
grimly, Andrew reached down and plucked out a test tube of green liquid. swallowing it, he dropped to his knees as he groaned in pain as the virus fused with his bloodstream and his body was covered in an eerie green glow.
getting back up, he swung his weapon, a sword that seemed to be enchanted with poison, straight into the oncoming punch of mac's huge right fist. stunned, the behemoth reeled back and he then slammed his head down, but it was easily dodged and he looked stunned. seeing a chance to do real damage, Andrew began smashing the weapon into the creature's skull, and the behemoth rubbed his head like he had a headache, then roared and lurched forward.
the fight continued, Andrew deflecting his blows and grunting in pain when he was hit. the huge behemoth crashed down, but was sent reeling yet again, and he fell back, crashing into a building and near-impaling himself on a rubble spike, Grendel made a final attack, but was stunned again.
andrew jumped on his neck, plunging his sword into a large, glowing band-like hole witch made the huge behemoth roar in pain, attempting to knock him off. another blow warded off his hand, and a final stab was delivered to his neck, as it snapped, twisting to the right.
andrew watched on, exhausted, as the huge corpse that only moments ago, had been a living, breathing beast of power, slid off the rooftop. the roof was drenched in blueish blood, and the huge carcass lay sprawled across the ruined ground. breathing heavier than a mare in labor, he clambered down a ladder, disapering into the shodows
