Back in the brighter days of Equestrian living, Equestria was a fun and happy place. Filled with peace and happiness, held together with hope and harmony, and protected with love and friendship. Unfortunately that peace and harmony didn't last forever, as the saying goes, all great things must come to an end. The beginning of the end started with a simple disagreement between ponies and zebras. Such a trivial thing. But really, aren't all arguments trivial in the end? Bickering turned to fighting, fighting to war, and war to... well. The end. Only it wasn't the end. Not exactly. It was pretty close to the end. But thankfully life wasn't wiped from existence entirely. Stables emerged. Underground living courters designed to protect any pony inside, and keep anypony outside out. Some Equestrians survived this nuclear fallout. A lot didn't... So was it the end? No. was it the end of Equestria as it was once known? Definitely. There are many words for what has become of the once great land. Many refer to this "end" per say, as the nuclear fallout. Or rather the post apocalypse of said nuclear fallout. But what do I call it? Simple. A living Equestrian hell. And this hell is certainly a nasty one.

Author's Note

Hello there.
Welcome to my spin off fic based on the classic mlp fic Fallout Equestria.
I'm going to say this now, and probably again after chapter 1,
If you have not read the original Fallout Equestria fic I highly suggest you read that first.
Now without further delay: Fallout Equestria : Giselle
Enjoy!