Trouble

Me and Scootaloo were doing watch as I noticed a Walker hand through the wall.

"I got him." Scootaloo said as she grabbed her machete.

I saw as Scootaloo took a strike at the neck and the Walker falling to the ground.

"It's weird seeing how they die, you know? It's like they're human. But they're not." I said.

"Yeah. How's that arm doing?" Scootaloo asked.

"Fine. It feels like nothing happened, but then I look at it again and I see a stump." I said.

"Well, at least you're not dead. You should have seen when Dash saw your arm... She almost killed Frank right there. Not that I would've cared." Scootaloo said.

"Yeah, I could imagine. How about the others?" I asked.

"They just stood there. Pinkie fainted with Rarity, Sunset burned your arm, and Dash got Frank. As for Fluttershy, she ran for the car and drove it up." Scootaloo said.

"Told you she saves lives. Anyway, looks like we need to thicken the walls a little bit." I said as I examined the tear through the wall.

"Yeah. Also, the greenhouses need more vegetable seeds and the guard tower needs more weapons." Scootaloo said as we walked to the construction crew.

"How about Frank? Is the barn okay for him?" I asked.

"Why do you care?" Scootaloo asked.

"Well, we need to bring him back. Maybe we could declare a truce, all depends on Frank's importance there." I said.

As we walked in, I noticed Big Mac was there.

"Hey, Mac. Are you the new recruit?" I asked him.

"Eeup. I decided to pull my weight 'round here. This is how." Big Mac said as he grabbed some wood.

"Well, the wall needs to be thickened a little bit. We got a breach a few minutes ago." I told him.

"Well, sure thing. Y'all have fun, now." Mac began chopping the wood as we left.

"Hey, the arm should almost be done. Come on, let's go see." Scootaloo invited me.

We went to the lab to see Dexter with a form of an exoskeleton.

"Dexter, I only asked for a hand. Not a full-on Advanced-Warfare-style exo suit." I said.

"Oh this is for me. Your arm's over there." Dexter pointed at a plastic mold of my hand.

I walked and put it on. "How does it work?" I asked.

"It's like your hand. It uses the nerve waves from your brain and turns it into electricity. Or in shorter words, it acts like a normal hand." Dexter explained.

I began to move it. It felt like my normal hand. Except for the blade thing on my knuckles.

"Oh, to use the knife, just imagine it was there, like Wolverine claws." Dexter instructed.

So that's what I did. I noticed how fast the blade stuck out. Like a hidden blade from Assassin's Creed or something like that.

"Nice. So, if I ever get into a jam, I could just use this?" I asked.

"Well, this is just a prototype. But yes. Also it can be used as a bite guard." Dexter said.

I saw how it was just metal rebars and wires.

"Really?"

"Well, the final version will be. Until then, this is all you have." Dexter said.

"I'll take it." I said as I switched the blade down.

"Alright then. Come on, Dash said she needed us." Scootaloo said as she walked out the door.

We went to the armory, A.K.A the abandoned house in the suburbs we claimed, and saw Dash sorting out some rifles.

"Dash, you said you wanted us?" Scootaloo asked.

"Yeah. It's about Frank." Dash said.

"He didn't make it, did he?" I asked.

"No. The bugger escaped! I went to tell him about the trade off, and this was all I found." Dash held a piece of paper saying

I'm sorry.

"What do you think it means?" I asked.

"Well, when we talked, he said he went to church everyday since his 2 year sentence was finished. He said he just... prayed all session for mercy. When I asked him why, he just broke down. He really regrets what he did to you." Dash said.

Scootaloo scoffed. "I'll believe that when I see it."

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"I mean he's fooling you! He's trying to make you soft so he can escape easily. He did."

"Maybe. But until then, we need guards on all sides with heavy weaponry. If he's out there, we'll find him." I said as I grabbed my gun and paced to the door.

"Wait, wasn't that the plan? To let him go?" Fluttershy asked.

"Yeah, for a trade. If he makes it back, all hopes of a truce will be destroyed." I opened the door. "Make sure if he comes back, don't. Kill. Him." I said.

"Why?" Rainbow asked.

"I just said. A truce." I said.

"Kyle, there is no truce. Just war."

"Well, better safe than sorry. That's what my older sister said. After it happened, the fire, I mean." I said to her.

"Fire? What fire?"

I looked at Scootaloo.

"Kyle told me that his father owned an orphanage. A while before the zombies, the orphanage was burnt to the ground. His father died in that fire, along with most of Kyle's old friends."

Dash stood there in utter shock. So did the others.

"I never would've thought..." Dash said.

"Well, I think we need to give people a second chance. That's what I think the point of this place should be. A chance. A choice, no matter what you did, no matter who you hurt, no matter if it was to prove yourself to no-one but yourself. Even-even if we don't believe they can come back! We need to try. Otherwise, we're just one of the doomed monsters of this world." I said without fear.

The others continued standing there until the door opened.

"Ah, Shining. Any good news?" I asked.

"Yeah. We found him in the woods. He said he was attacked by one of us. We couldn't hear because Fleetfoot knocked him unconscious." Shining said.

"Bring me to him." I said.

Scootaloo walked up.

"Just me this time. Sorry." I said as we walked out the door to see Frank.