The Plague

by The Gaming Commitee

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark
Length: 630

Once, There were more than 7 billion ponies in the world...

This entered my mind while playing Plague Inc. Might be a two chapter story.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-03-22 22:08:48 UTC

The End.

Impale slowly dragged himself up to the table, vomiting and coughing up blood along the way.

It was torture to go through all this, but he needed to record it. He pick up a quill with his magic weakly and started to write:

Once, there were more than 7 billion ponies in the world.

The Changeling Race rules supreme, it's dominace - Taken for granted.

I find it hard to picture that world now.

Impale started coughing up blood onto the page, he lost control of the quill and it fel to the floor. Still vomiting he fell to the floor, A excruciating pain in his chest. Impale slowly got back up onto the table He picked the quill back up, his vision started to blur and blacken around the edges. Blood lost and Total Organ Faliure he believe it was from.

A plague unlike we had ever encountered before.

It came out of nowhere, spreading undetected. It's only symptom. A tiny cough.

We think the first one to be infected was in the Northern Hive but, we're not too sure.

By the time we found it. 10% of the Hive was infected. Even then we didn't take it very seriously.

Yeah but everything changed when it mutated and changelings began to DROP DEAD IN THE STREETS.

It rapidly became the biggest threat us Changelings ever faced.

Changelings and ponies united with a massive effort to find the cure, but it wasn't enough.

Most cities collapsed, the Plague keeps killing and killing

Impale started coughing up more blood again. His vision was dark and he felt extreme pain. His breathing began faster and deeper. Determined to write his last words, he pressed on

Now, we live in Ponyvile, isoloated and hidden from those we tried to save. Fresh air and morals are long gone. The cure is all that matters now. It spreads so bucking fast and we are close... We just..... We just need more time.

Impale collasped and he breathed his last breath. If one were to look closly at the page, they would discover that the rest of the page would be covered in blood...

Or Is It?

Day 0

Infected: 13

Deaths: 0

Impale sat infront a small computer in the Disease Wing. He started to type

Commencing Autopsy 3

Time: 2104

30 year old female Changeling infected with unknown pathogen

Day 10

Infected: 3000

Deaths: 2150

Impale looked at the dead Changeling in the tube. He then took a needle from her and studied it in a microscope.

Blood Analysis Indicates:

VIRUS

The name I shall call PAX 12

Day 15

Infected: 10000

Dead: 7030

Disease must have traveling in the Central Hive before returning to the Northern Hive 2 weeks ago

Day 30

Infected: 50000

Dead: 20000

Unknown contact with wild life.

But I can definantly see evidance of insect bites

Day 50

Infected: 100000

Dead: 75000

The deceased had reported coughing and sneezing with a high fever.

Impale studied the dead body closely

I'm seeing a nasty rash around the chest.

Clearer signs of immune suppression

Impale studied the dead body closely and saw something that shocked him.

Cause of death appears to be: Catastrophic Organ Failure

Day 100

Infected: 1 Bilion

Dead: 500 Million

Reports killing out all over the world!

This is highly concerning.

The Disease may soon be unstopable!

Day 150

Infected: 3.2 Billion

Dead: 2.5 Billion

Impale looked out the window and saw massive riots from where he was. Ponies and Changelings... They at war with each other, over the last rations. He sighed and used his magic to amplify his voice to all Changelings in the building.

Request a full lock down of this facility!

Imaple turned around a muttered to himself.

"Effective Immidently."