The Choices We Make: How It Began

by Dustchu

Rating: mature
Tags: Horror, Adventure, Crossover, Dark, Human
Length: 4947

Dustchu, an insane Doritos loving fanboy, has ended up in the last place he expected to be, and he's not alone for the ride.

"A lot of people… like, want to go to a different world. Some like me, daydream about that shit constantly, thinking up hundreds of different scenarios and stuff, kinda like watching a movie in your head.

Now… I never thought it was going to happen, ever… cause life is a douche like that to me. Yet, all that changed… when I died.

I know, cliche, right?"

Dustchu is your average [spoiler]peaceofshit[/spoiler] person hailing from a small town. He's a writer, a gamer, and a fan of many fandoms. One day he was sent out to the store to purchase foodstuff, but got hit by a Semi truck instead, or so he thought. Upon waking up, he found himself in a strangely familiar looking city.

And he's not alone for the ride.

Follow Dustchu, a pegasus named Rainbow Dash, and several others as they try to survive the horrors of a city only Dustchu seems to know about, and have to come to terms with the choices they have to make in order to survive…

Written by: Dustchu
MLP:FIM belongs to Hasbro and Lauren Faust.
I own only my OC's and certain elements.
Brought to you by Shameless Self-Insert Productions and Boredom Studios.

[size=0.75em]Part of The Kickassverse[/size]

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-21 07:18:46 UTC

1: Welcome To Hell

"My face... she hurts!"

~Dustchu

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Earth - Arkansas

"Fucking fuck! Seriously?" A nineteen year old cried, slamming his fists onto his floor bed with all his might. A stray cockroach was sent flying, this was Larry, the human's only friend in life. The human, named Dustchu (which is his handle) was currently online and was trying to download important things... such as the next episode of Dan VS when the internet skipped out on him... again... for the hundredth time today. "This... does not... COM-FUCKING-PUTE!"

"Jeez, will you calm down?" His sister, sitting on a chair nearby told him. Sighing from the intense heat of the south. "You're too loud."

Dustchu pouted behind his curtain. "Your face is too loud."

"That does not even make any sense."

"Your face!"

She sighed, getting up and leaving as she didn't want to have to deal with his bull right now.

With a humph, Dustchu stared at the small icon that read No Internet Service. "If you had teeth... I would knock them down your goddamn throat!" He hissed, trembling with anger. He sat up straight, taking a few calming breathes. Smashing your laptop won't get you no where Dustin. He told himself, using his real name. He hated the internet, he hated life, he hated having no decent food nearby. "If I drank, I would be drinking right now." He groaned with a sigh, laying back and looking up at the sheet he called a roof, as the real ceiling was falling in.

Looking around his room, he saw his entertainment center next to him, a crap Tv that broke with a mess of DVD on top and around it in snappy shelves, an ice chest with cans of food in it, and to his right... pants, and Larry of course.

"Larry... why does life do this to me?" He asked the cockroach sitting next to him, it was sitting on top of a cracker Dustchu gave to him. Larry nibbled away at it, not exactly paying attention to his human caretaker, as he was busy eating his fill of foodstuffs. "Well, best not bother you when you're eating... I guess... oi."

Dustchu pulled out his headphones, which were a pair of black earbuds and placed them into his ears before turning on the music. The song Hero by Skillet played and he closed his eyes. Drifting off into a whole nother world... that is, until someone kicked his legs.

Larry, being the smart bug he was, scurried away before anyone could spot him. Dustchu was kind to him, while the others were unforgiving, and would not be merciful with him.

As Dustchu groaned aloud, he pulled out his headphones, and saw his mother standing in front of him. "Hey Dustin!" She yelled, to his dismay he had his music turned off, so he could hear her yell.

"What woman!?" He asked irritably. He wasn't really angry with her, more annoyed then anything else.

"Can you go get me a monster down at the store?" She asked, holding up a small blue card. "And get Memaw a coffee drink?"

"You mean a Cappuccino thingy?"

"Yeah that."

With a sigh heavy enough to make even a god waver he sat up and plucked the card out of her grasp. "Alright fine, now git! I gotta put my pants on, I ain't going outside in my damn boxers." he told her, standing up and looking for his jeans, his lovely lovely jeans. His mom left him be, walking into the kitchen as he looked for his pants. Larry took this time to scurry over to him, hopping onto his leg and crawling up making the human giggle like a goob until he reached the human's shoulder. Looking over at the insect he asked. "You coming with?" The cockroach moved the front of its body up and down, in a nodding motion. "Alright then, but you might have to get into my pocket, the wind outside might blow you away." Dustchu told him, putting his jeans on and snapping his red belt in place. The cockroach chittered and moved down until he was in Dustchu's shirt pocket, poking its little head out. "Good."

When Dustchu was sure he had everything. Mental checklist: Knife... check. Phone... check. Swag? Double check baby. With a smirk he started out of his room, there he got his shoes on, a pair of battered old white sneakers that needed to be put down. Once they were on, he exited the room, entering the kitchen and was greeted with the smell of... smell of...

"What in the sweet ass are you cooking?" He asked, eyeing the concoction that was being cooked on the stove. Larry buried itself in Dustchu's shirt pocket, not wanting to be exposed to such a stench.

His gramma, affectionately named Memaw, was at the stove for what seemed like the first time in... years looked over and said. "I'm cooking lunch!" She told him, frowning at the stove in question.

Dustchu looked over, raising an eyebrow at what could only be described as liquid ass. A pair of onions, a stalk of celery, and... what looked like the end of a flip flop. "Nigga... that is nasty as ass." He told her, walking away as she hummed a tine, completely oblivious to his statement of what she was cooking. He walked away from the stove, almost tripping over KJ, the family dog (one of many) and made his way to the door. Using his best Cartman impression, he yelled. "LOCK THE DOOR DAMN IT!"

His mom, who was busy tweeting, walked over and locked it as he made his way outside. "Don't get hit by cars!"

"Ya'll would like that wouldn't ya?" He whispered with a cackle as one of the dogs, this one named Fat Amy drooled like a goob. "Hold down the fort my furry friend, I'm going on an adventure!" Dustchu cried, opening the outside door and stepping out, closing it behind him.

Larry peeked out, looking around the outside world for the third time in his whole life.

"I'd take you out more, but I'm scared you'll get lost." Dustchu said, patting the top of the bug's head gently. Larry chittered softly, moving back to his place to watch the world go by. Walking across the porch, Dustchu descended the stairs by jumping off of them landing on the ground below and cracking his knees. "Sweet fuck!" He groaned, shaking his legs as he stood. "I need to work out more." He noted, jogging down the driveway until he reached the road.

Looking both ways, he noted no cars were driving down it. And proceeded right, towards the mom and pop shop. He walked down the road at a steady pace, one hand in his pocket and the other holding his Nokia phone. He hit the on button, being greeted with a picture of Lyra Heartstrings playing her Lyre and singing. It was a nice photo, and he was glad to have it. Dustchu was a brony, not a hardcore one or anything of the sort. If he were to meet a pony somehow, he wouldn't tie them up in a basement and do things like he's seen on some fanfictions, no no no... he would hug them, then run away crying, probably cause of confusion and disbelief.

"Twitter... nothing interesting... Facebook... how can so many people poke me?" He shook his head. "Instagram... bleagh, and finally. Vine... man there is nothing on?" He was about to put his phone away when it glitched, the screen did something akin to MissingNo, the colors went haywire and it started making a whining noise. "The actual fuck?" He wondered, completely forgetting he was on the road. He veered left, walking right onto the concrete without even knowing it as he tried to fix his phone.

He tried hitting it, nothing happened, he tried tapping the screen, nothing, and he even tried hitting the buttons... nothing happened!

"What even!" Larry hopped onto his shoulder and tapped his cheek. Dustchu turned to his right, looking at Larry. "Yeah?" He saw the cockroach bounce on his shoulder and point with his antenna at something behind him. "Something behind me?" Dustchu turned around, coming face to face with the front end of a Semi Truck heading right for him. "Crap."

*SLAM*

Well mom... I didn't get hit by a car at least... ehehe. Was his last thought before darkness took him.

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Prelude: Welcome Home

Written by: Dustchu.

MLP:FIM belongs to Hasbro and Lauren Faust.

I own only my OC's and certain elements.

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Equestria - Ponyville

"Rainbow!" A lavender colored pony by the name of Twilight Sparkle called out, looking up into the skies above for her Rainbow colored friend. She looked all around the skies, until she spotted a rainbow tail sticking out of a cloud. "Gotcha!" She cried, flying up and landing on the cloud. There she saw her pegasus friend lying on the cloud, sound asleep. Her wings furled at her sides, her purposely unkempt mane hanging in front of her eyes, and soft snores escaping her with each breath. She's so cute when she's asleep. Twilight thought as she eyed the pegasus next to her, a pony known as Soarin, Rainbow's coltfriend and Wonderbolt. "Rainbow~" She asked, nudging her friend.

"Mmflapyfrofkdj." Dash groaned, turning over to lay on her stomach and scratching it. Her mouth fell open, and a louder un lady like snore came out. "Snnkkkkkkkkkkrrrrrt."

"Pfft." Twilight giggled, poking and prodding her again. until she made another snort. Then she hear a soft sigh to her right and saw Soarin eyeing the rainbow pegasus with an amused gaze.

"I'll wake her." He said, getting up and moving around to Rainbow's side, there he moved closer to her and nuzzled her once before wrapping his lips around hers in a kiss. That woke her up, her eyes widened but soon closed halfway before she pulled Soarin in closer. Completely unaware of Twilight standing nearby, watching it with a growing blush and slowly extending wings.

Soon enough Rainbow pulled away and said with a sigh. "Wanna bang?"

Soarin chuckled and jerked his head to the left. "I don't think Twilight wants to watch that."

Looking over Dash saw Twilight's blushing expression, Dash smirked. "Hehehe, if she wants, she could join us?" She offered, patting Soarin on the side and making him blush as well.

Twilight choked on her spit, coughing harshly to dispel it before saying. "No no no no!" She cried, waving her hooves around frantically. "I just wanted you to do something for me."

"Oh?" Rainbow asked, laying down on her side and looking at Twilight with half lidded eyes. "Whatever do you want Twilight?" She asked, tracing circles in the cloud with her hind legs spread ever so slightly Soarin's wings extended from this and he quickly looked away with a cough.

Another cough, then Twilight said. "Well I've been thinking about your Sonic Rainboom lately and, I've been wanting to study it." She said, lifting open the flap of her saddle bags and pulling out a small device that could be wrapped around one's wrist. "But there are no books on the subject, so you see, I am curious about the properties of your Rainboom and how it truly works, so I made this little thing." She held it up to Rainbow to look at. It was small, and looked like a watch. A small piece of glass set in a small piece of plastic, inside of it she saw three hands, and several numbers.

"So... it tells me time?" Dash asked, only half listening to what the egghead was saying.

Sighing, Twilight gestured for Rainbow to hold out her hoof, when she complied Twilight wrapped the device around Dash's wrist and made sure it was snug. "This will measure your Sonic Rainboom, and calculate wind speeds and tell me how your ability works." She explained.

Rainbow looked at the device on her wrist, tilting her head. "So... I go do a Sonic Rainboom and... you do your thing and I can bang Soarin afterwards?"

Another sigh, only more drawn out. It turned into a smile though. "Fine fine fine, yes you can... now get flying!"

She didn't need to be told twice. She took off from where she was laying and shot off into the skies, leaving behind a trail of rainbows in her wake. She passed through several small clouds of many different types until she arrived near the highest point she could fly without freezing her wings. Seeing how she was a pegasus, she was resistant to the cold, but her wings could still ice over. Turning around she saw the land down below, and grinned. "Time for one heck of a show!" She cried, falling down and holding her wings to her sides. Rainbow went into a nose dive, feeling the rush of the wind passing by her, she squinted her eyes, feeling it distort from the intense pressure of falling so fast.

Her body shook, she could feel tingles throughout her wings, this was it, this was life.

Nothing is better than this! She told herself, feeling the air around her quake and distort. This was it! She opened her wings, her powerful wing muscles slicing through the air like a hot knife through butter, she flapped her wings hard as she felt a cone shape around her head. Before she knew it, a blast sounded, her vision blacked out and she felt alive... whenever she did this, she felt truly alive. Flying was something all pegasi enjoyed, but Rainbow...

She enjoyed it, a hell of a lot more.

She heard the crack of the Sonic Rainboom, and she felt it reverberate throughout her body. It was like sex to her, only ten times better. Though... when Soarin really gets going. She giggled to herself, feeling herself slow down. When she opened her eyes, she turned around expecting to see Twilight and Soarin's amazed expressions, only she saw a darkened sky and several strange clouds that shouldn't have been out today. "What the buck?" She wondered, looking round the sky until her sights came up on a city down below, a big one. "Whoa..." She had never seen a city that big before.

Mountains surrounded the city on all sides, a trail led out of the city and she saw hundreds of lights on in the city, bright ones... including fire. She could hear the faint sounds of... ghastly moaning, and wondered just what the hay was going on. Looking closer, she spotted several massive fires raging out of control.

"What's going on?" She asked herself, flying down to get a closer look.

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Unknown City - Dustchu

"This... is... not fun..." Dustchu muttered, holding onto his side as he crept through an alleyway. He had no idea how long he was out for, but he assumed he was in hell, and little Larry was in heaven, as the small insect was not on him at the time when he woke up. Much to his sadness. Jeez, thanks phone, you killed me. He muttered in anger, looking around.

He had no clue where he was. One minute he was close to death, he felt an extreme pain, then he wakes up in an alleyway without his bestest buddy nearby. The alleyway stunk of old garbage and was filled with all kinds of broken objects, most of which were bottles and the like. Everything about this screamed at him, This is familiar, you know this! a voice would scream in his head, but he couldn't place it. Dustchu was hurting all over, and could not think straight.

He did however, manage to hear everything going on around him. The first thing, was that the building next to him was on fire. He wasn't sure how to react to that. Next thing, was the moans, he assumed someone nearby was having crazy sex... but there were hundreds of moans, and they sounded eerily similar to something he heard in an old game he played for Playstation 2. And the third thing...

*BANG BANG BANG*

The gunshots.

It sounded like a war was going on in the streets, and it sounded very one sided. The gunshots came from all around, Pistols, shotguns, assault rifles... jesus what is going on here? Dustchu had no clue, but he hoped he would find out. Limping over to the exit, he came up to a fence and began to rest. "Its cooler here then it was back home..." he noted, it was a hundred degrees when he left, now it felt almost seventy, or lower. Considerably cooler than the southern heat.

Up ahead he saw the street, a taxi was sitting out front and he made his way to it. Pausing to look out of the corner of the alley. He saw cars stranded on the roads, their doors ajar and windows broken into, On the other side he saw a city bus has been toppled over, several other cars were crashed into it, and it was all on fire in a raging blaze.

"Jesus christ..." He muttered, he was now going into panic mode. NO nonononono! Calm down Dustin, calm down! He took a few shaky breathes, trying to calm his beating heart. He was not enjoying this, and something told him he probably wouldn't be for the foreseeable future. Walking over to the Taxi, he eyed it for a few brief seconds, the car looked untouched, and once he made his way to the driver's side of the car he stopped to look at the side, as they tend to have the name of the city on them.

Which it did...

However...

"Oh god no..."

The city was one he was all too familier with.

"Okay... I... nope." He said, opening the car door and getting inside. he followed up by locking said door, buckling up his seat belt, and instantly cowering in fear. "shitshitshit." Dustchu cursed. "There's no fucking way I'm here of all places! It can't be... Raccoon City..."

He didn't want to believe it, he can't believe it... yet the gunshots, the moans... it all fit in with the world he was all too familiar with. The world of Resident Evil. The buildings all looked just like in the game, only cleaner and didn't have such old school graphics, everything looked real. The cars were all old, nineties models as well as was when the city was destroyed.

Okay... somehow... my getting hit by a freaking semi trailer... got me into a world, that's from a very popular gaming franchise... This is just like what happened in that fanfic I wrote a while back, what was it? Trail of the Damned? He looked around, not spotting anything zombies or other unsavory creatures nearby, he continued his inner monologue. But... in that, when I ended up here, I found a police car, and guns... and Larry didn't exist... could my fanfic be coming to life?

A thud on the hood broke him out of his thoughts. Looking up he saw the most terrifying sight. A person, or what he thought was a person. It was the cab driver for this car, he was sure of it. The taxi number was 115, and the hat on the person's head read the same number. The man's clothes were tattered, ripped apart by, god knows what. His skin was a deathly grey color, his eyes yellow with a milky like film over it. His arms were covered in scratch marks, and he was missing several fingers. But the most terrifying, was the bite mark on his neck, revealing muscle and sinew.

A zombie.

"... sweet fucks ahoy." Dustchu whispered in fear as the zombie growled, lunging at him and trying to get inside the car to no avail. The nineteen old was frozen in fear, his brain having immense trouble trying to come to terms that a walking corpse was walking his way. It growled again, banging against the glass of the side window. "Okay... I have officially lost my mind." He said, slapping himself several times in the face, only thing that happened was a lot of pain, and an angry undead monster trying to eat his face. He turned around, glaring daggers at the zombie. "Fuck you in the face faggot!" He yelled, flipping him off before looking around for the keys. He'll be damned if he's going to stay trapped in the car.

The glove compartment was first, but the only thing in there was a bunch of unpaid parking tickets. "Stingy bastard." He noted, shoving it closed before looking in the classic place for keys to be hidden, the visor. Flipping it down, he saw to his luck, the keys were indeed in that spot. He grabbed them, feeling the cool metal against his skin gave him a sense of accomplishment as he shoved it into the ignition. "Time to book it, GTA logic don't fail me now!" he cried, turning it and hearing the car roar to life.

The car purred, and Dustchu nearly lost his shit.

"Bye sucka!" He mashed the pedal to the floor, sending the car surging forward with a roar. Leaving the cabbie to fall forward, smashing its face against the concrete. "Hope you enjoyed your trip!" Dustchu cackled, then sighed before facepalming. "Not my best one liner..." Dustchu shook his head, trying in vain to steer the car. Harder then it looks! He swerved a few times, nearly hitting another car but he managed to slow the car down to a reasonable pace, once he got the hang of it, he began planning out a intricate plan of action!

Don't die don't die don't die don't die, and ESCAPE! He grinned, best plan ever. He then hung his head. Who am I kidding, I am not cut out for this! Where do I even go? He thought back to his previous experiences playing Resident Evil. He had no clue what street he was on though, but if he could get a better idea... "Wait! These things have maps right?" Dustchu facepalmed again, how could he forget that? Looking around the car, he proceeded to look for maps.

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Raccoon City - Rainbow Dash

What in the hay is going on here? Rainbow pondered, flying over the city just above the building tops. She could see weird carriages in the streets, big ones and small ones, as well as hundreds of creatures that reminded her of Dan and Phoenix Jeez, those guys. She snorted, remembering the crazy human and awesome lawyer that came to their world a few years ago. Dan was a jerk, and an plothead... but Pinkie liked him, and he proved to be a big help with Sombra in the end. And Phoenix saved her life, effectively saving her from the death penalty, so she owed him her life.

She sighed, she had no idea where she was, but damn it she was going to find out! She used her keen eyesight to try and spot anyone that could help her, she had only met two humans and from what she knew of both Dan and Nix's home world, there were millions is not billions of them. Surely she could find one that could help her out.

Flying around at a low altitude, she kept her eyes out for any human that looked even remotely helpful. Looking out ahead, she saw a building was on fire and her eyes widened, she thought those fires were something else! Looking around she saw parts of the city were on fire, and she could hear something akin to pops and cracks from the city below. What's going on here?! She wondered, why was no one putting out the fires?

Suddenly there was a loud crack below her, then a sharp pain in her left wing. "AHH!" She cried, falling down She saw the hard ground coming up fast, and all she saw when she looked up, were several feathers, and blood. Then she hit something metal, bouncing off of it with a yell of pain and landing on the ground with a thud. She smacked her head against the concrete, hard. Rainbow could only moan in pain, her left wing was throbbing and she felt tears leaving her eyes.

"My wing... my wing..." She cried softly, feeling pain shooting through her body. Her wing burned, and she felt something trickling down her side, struggling, she moved her head up and looked around to her side and saw a hole in her side, blood slowly leaking out and pooling below her and staining her coat. Oh goddesses.

*Moan*

Looking up, she spotted something stumbling towards her with arms outstretched. It looked like a human, but everything about it was off. Its skin was greying, his eyes yellowish, and its clothes were on fire...

ON FIRE?! She whimpered, trying to crawl away, Whatever had hit her had sapped her energy, and she was having trouble trying to get up. fear shot through her heart as it pounded away in her chest, she struggled to keep her eyes open but couldn't and she felt herself slipping. "Somepony..." she collapsed... "Help..."

Before she knew it... something roared.

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Raccoon City - Dustchu

"Eat this you undead bastard!" Dustchu cried slamming his foot on the accelerator and driving as fast as he could towards the undead.

He had no luck finding any maps, and was just driving when he saw something he never thought he would see in this world of all places. In the sky he saw a pegasus, and not just any pegasus... Rainbow Dash. His number one favorite pony, ever, and she had been shot down and crashed onto a car. And that wasn't even the worse part. An undead was coming to finish her off.

He wasn't going to have any of that, he's scared out of his mind right now, but no one is dying on his watch!  Lining up the car with the undead, he sped up as fast as he could honking the horn and flashing the headlights. Adrenaline shot through his veins as he sped along the road, his hands shook and started sweating and he grinned madly.

"DIIIIIIIE!"

The undead, giving its stupidity, did not move away from the car, or react much when the bumper collided with its legs, snapping them and forcing its entire body to slam against the hood with such force its body snapped and cracked, its brain practically became mush from the impact against the windshield, cracking its safety glass. The undead sprawled forward, being sent backwards as the car continued forward, the driver slamming the breaks and sending the zombie flying onto the pavement with a crack.

Dustchu swerved the car to the side, hitting a news paper bin but not entirely caring all that much. He felt his entire body slid and hit the passenger side of the car and he smacked his head against the side window. "Shit!" he screamed in pain, holding his head with both hands. Ouchies... ouchies... He shook his head, only making the throbbing worse. He sat up, looking around the cab before his eyes shot open, Rainbow! Dustchu got up and crawled over to the driver's side door, gripping onto the handle he swung it open and jumped out into the cool air of Raccoon City.

He looked for the undead, spotting it on the ground nearby with its head split open. He bit back bile and moved away from it, and towards Rainbow. He tentatively stepped near her, eyeing her prone form on the ground. She was bleeding from a gunshot wound from her side, and her left wing was messed up.

"Holy crap." Panicking once more he ran back to the car an rummaged around until he found a jacket, "Not much but it'll do." He said, running back outside and getting down on his knees to Rainbow's side. She was breathing heavily, and sweating profusely as she bled out. Dustchu bundled up the jacket and pressed it against the wound, hearing her wince. "Shit shit shit, sorry!" He said, cursing his luck. Now he has to take care of an injured pegasus. Dustchu wouldn't waste time doing so, but he had no medical supplies! I need to get her help, and fast!

Gently wrapping the jacket around the flying pony, he tightened it and made sure to be wary of her wings before picking her up. And somewhat failing, as she weighed a good amount.

"Jesus! How much do you weigh!?" She was about as tall as a Pitbull if not bigger, but she seemed to weigh more then they do. My Little Pony, my ass! Dustchu wrapped his arms around her barrel, being mindful of her gunshot wound and carrying her over to the car's side door. Struggling, he opened the door with his foot (somehow don't question it) and put her in the seat, wrapping the jacket around her wings and wound to try and stop the bleeding. "Okay... now we just have to get you help." He closed the door with a sigh and quickly made his way back around to the driver's side and got in, but not before buckling Dash and himself in.

With another sigh, he put the car in drive and drove off down the street.

What have I gotten myself into? He wondered, passing by several burning buildings and stumbling undead.