Undead Equestria

I sat in my parents bedroom, Eating some MRE’s I kept in here. So little has happened in such a short amount of time. I kept looking at the area where Pestilence shot me, there wasn’t even a scar. It didn’t make sense, I SHOULD be dead, but here I am breathing, eating! Did death do something to me? She tipped the scales to the left, so doing that kills somepony, probably everything since they are DEATH’S scales, but I wonder what happens when you tip them to the right. Maybe the library will know? There has to be something.

The door opened, Sombra entered, closely followed by Kitty. “Flur!” She said, her usual excited self. My expression was plain, so she looked at me confused when I didn’t look happy.

“Um, Kitty. What’s your name?” I asked. I REALLY didn’t want to do this.

“I Kitty, Kitty Curiosity!” She proclaimed with a happy smile.

“Kitty, no. Che-.... Pestilence told me everything.”

Kitty’s happy expression was quickly replaced by one of pure, unfiltered horror. She looked like she wanted to throw up, but then started shaking, and fell over.

“Shit, Kitty!” Sombra yelled. We  ran to her, and she just kept shaking until… her eyes went white, just like Pestilence and then, it stopped. A few seconds passed until she got up, but her eyes were… different.

“So that bitch told you everything?” Kitty spoke, but her voice was completely different.

“... Kitty?”

“No, she IS the owner of this body, when the parasite took over as she was dying I managed to bring her soul with me into it. I only come out when needed, as you can see it looks rather painful, but it doesn’t harm her or me. Names Eae. It means “Thwarts Demons.””

“Your name means ‘thwarts Demons’?” Sombra asked.

“Yes, it’s why I was created, and up until that forsaken day, it was the only reason I needed to exist. That day, it was the first time in my two centillion long life that I ever had to strike down one of my kin. I Was made to kill demons, but at that moment, I finally understood what it felt like, what that mortal word truly meant. Murder.”

“So you are an angel.” I said.

“Yes. I fought against the rebellion, and as you can see, lost. War was on there side, so it was inevitable we’d lose.” Eae said, regret in her tone of voice. “Kitty was a fairly new soul, so innocent. Like a child. When I managed to get her to control her body again, she didn’t remember a thing. I gained all her memories when I got shoved into this obamanation Pestilence made, so while she slept I drip fed her what I could. She probably doesn’t even know I am… here…”

“And that infected she looks after, Bud?”

“Her brother, once. The body is just a shell, possessed by a lesser spirit that doesn't even have a name.”

“What about souls? What’s happening to them?”

“Like the story goes, good go to heaven, bad go to hell. Beyond that I’m not sure what’s going on in the afterworlds nowadays.”

“Then we’re really in the dark here. Why does Death have scales?”

“The first bornes aren’t like… other angels, that much is obvious, but it goes further than just that. They, ARE gods themselves; power, knowledge, and above all… the ability to create. Death’s scales are said to be able to erase someone from creation when tilted left, not sure when they’re tilted right since that’s never happened.”

“Wait, what?” Sombra spat confused. “Aren’t they meant to bring the end of the world?”

“What they do with there power and what they are capable of are two different things. I was just an angel made to hunt stray demons, but I always felt those four were meant for more than what they were doing… but I’d bet my wings this wasn’t it.”

“... Eae, we’ll talk again later. I think I need to sort some stuff out, think a little. Bring Kitty back and Sombra, I’ll catch up. Go and drink some soda and eat an MRE.” I smiled, but something was off… this whole time… hearing Eae speak… I just felt… off.

“Alright Flurry,” Before Sombra could speak further, Eae fell over in a seizure like state, and then she stood up again, this time yawning. “Kitty?”

“Think I fall asleep. What we talk about?” Kitty was back. So she really didn’t remember what just happened?

“Nothing Kitty, just wanted to see my favorite goofball.” I replied.

She smiled and walked out the door next to Sombra. Once the door was closes I flew myself to the bed and just layed there. Something is wrong with me… I can just feel it. My eyes… they look different, although, seems not even Sombra noticed. Why do I have this… lack of energy? No, more like an unwilling to do anything. I wasn’t like this before… did Pestilence do something to me… OTHER than try and kill me… speaking of that, I should be dead, I took an arrow to the heart for Star-

… My heart…

I ran back to the bathroom, mom always told me about her newfound study of medicine last year in the chamber, there’s gotta be a stethoscope somewhere here.

I searched the cabinet under the sink and there is where I found a rather large medical bag. I pulled it out and opened it up, finding my prize. I put the odd feeling rubber ends in my ears and the cold metal round end to my chest above my heart… nothing. I moved it over… nothing. I went as far as putting it over my stomach and still nothing!

“Where the hell is my heartbeat?” More importantly, I thought, why can’t I feel worry? Concern? I didn’t even react beyond going near Kitty when Eae was taking over. I… I… I don’t think I can feel…

It’s been two whole days… since I realized I can’t feel my emotions anymore. My interactions with Reaper’s group only further confirmed that. He told me about how it was when this first started going on, how Babs mother died, and how he and Babs got separated… I wanted to feel glad that they were back together again. In my head, I know I am… but… it’s not the same as… feeling it.

Funny… My name is Flurry Heart… now I feel heartless.

Today Sombra, Reaper, Babs, Pound Cake and I were going to leave the safety of the empire, and board the same train Reaper’s group took to get here to get to Equestria. He explained that Babs cousin Applebloom was keeping a group of survivors in the Manehatten City hospital. Most doctors and other staff just left patients there to die, but she and relatives of patients stayed and managed to fortify the place, keeping those ponies safe and alive. Even in my heartless state I’m not gonna leave them there to die… if only to try and prove to myself that even though I can’t feel, I can still do good.

The train is gonna take a day or so, but we are only pulling three passenger carts along with the fuel. There are a lot of ponies there and Reaper assures me if needed we can just grab another passenger or cargo cart from the other trains… Will do some good in the long run. With Sombra and myself we should be able to levitate the damn things if needed.

I spent a fair amount of the hours checking my guns. Loading in a full magazine, putting a bullet into the chamber, then taking out the mag, and the bullet in the chamber just to put it back into the mag and repeat. Think some smart pony once said something about circles and madness… honestly I’ve been losing interest in lots of things recently. It takes effort for me now to go out and do something… Oddly enough I felt relieved to be leaving the empire for a bit… despite I still didn’t leave the city ever until just now.

Everypony was surprised to hear that, and when somepony tried talking me into staying I might of, kind of, sorta screamed in that voice aunt Luna loves using so much. Least that’s what mom told me about her. And Sombra. “We there yet?” I asked.

“Should be within the hour now. You get some sleep Flurry?” Pound asked.

“Not much, you?”

“No, I’m worried. We might run into a… Titan…”

“Titan?” I asked, now curious.

“Huge Undead. The size of a three story building, but some survivor rumors said that there’s one somewhere in Manehatten that’s as big as The Knight Tower, over 65 stories.” Babs said. She gave a whistle at that.

“An Undead can mutate… But it can't grow that big… can it?”

“The Titans are real princess.” Reaper, er Orange spoke, coming into the car. “And they don't go down easy. Regular bullets don't cut it, shooting them, just lets them know where you are. The small and regular ones need a dozen shells to the head from a twelve gauge to go down, or a mag of an anti-material rifle.”

“Bet that huge ass rifle of Flurry's can one shot them.” Babs spoke.

“Language missy, it's the apocalypse but I am still your father and you are still seventeen. Walking dead or not you're still my responsibility til you turn eighteen.”

Babs just stuck her tongue out and laughed. I felt guilty… Seeing that would have normally made me feel sad… I didn't even smile at that…

The train whistle blew. Looking out the window I saw the skyscrapers in the distance. The train slowing to a stop. “Titans don't walk too far away from the city limits. We walk from here.” Orange said.

We all got off and started walking… to my surprise there weren't any Undead walking around outside the city… and the further we went the more the emptiness made me feel… on edge.

Thud

“What was that?” I asked. We just barely reached the city limits.

Thud. THUD.

“I’d say the welcome waggin.” Orange spoke.

The thuds grew louder, then I saw it. A ten meter tall pony, completely hairless and looking like the majority of rotten Undead I’ve seen in the empire. “Well damn.”