Undead Equestria

Gunfire. We all offloaded everything we had at this ONE Titan and yet it barely managed to kill it. I was wishing I did bring my ‘huge ass rifle’ as Babs put it, but too late now to worry about that.

“We wasted a ton of ammo on that thing, how are we gonna get through the city to the others?” Sombra asked as he reloaded his own large rifle.

“Sewers or the Underground Monorails.” Orange replied.

“What’s a Monorail?” I asked. This is why I needed to get out of the empire, I still know nothing.

“It’s like a train but is powers and moved by magic and moved WAY faster.” Babs explained. “Some smart ponies made it so when ponies ride it, their magic, whether earth, pegasus, or unicorn, it’s absorbs and powers it. Just one pony can make it run as fast as that bus we rode to the castle in.”

“Then how come coal powered trains are still used if that exists?”

“Profit princess.” Orange replied. “Coal importers and mining companies paid thousands of bits to keep that technology from mass production so they can keep making money. Lot a good it’s doing them now.” He stated with a tone of disgust.

As we walked I found it odd how Mr. Orange seemed to give emphasis on how he disliked big companies. I remember he told me he used to own a massive orange plantation and made a fortune from it, but something felt off.

After an hour or so more of walking we managed to find a ponyhole cover and slowly made our way into the sewers. Upon entering, I felt uneasy. “Do the Undead find a way in here?” I asked.

“All the time.” Orange replied. “Pretty sure they either come from the large pipes near the harbor or the sewage plant.”

“Smells like rotten meat.” Pound Cake said. Orange only replied by turning on the flashlight near the end of his shotgun and shined it on several Undead that were either missing their heads, or had large holes in them. “That explains that.”

“Keep your light’s on. Power in the city has been gone for nearly a year so everything everywhere is dark.” We all turned on our light’s on whatever gun we had out and began walking. Thankfully somepony spray painted directions on the walls of the sewers.

“Don’t those unique Undead take shelter in here when the sun is up?” Sombra asked.

“Used to, but when the sun and moon decided day and night would only last several minutes at a time they all just sorta left and been hiding in the stone buildings. Here’s a tip, you see a brick building with most of the windows blocked, don’t go in.”

“You said sun and moon, not Celestia and Luna? Why?” I asked.

“Never met the princesses personally but I doubt even in days like this they’d let the sun and moon be even a second late. I just hope they aren’t dead or turned. We’d really be legg deep in shit then.”

“No arguments about that.” Sombra replied. “Best we can hope for is that they’re just injured.”

“How bad is Canterlot?” I asked.

“Last I heard was that it was the first place this plague struck. Rumor has it though that anypony unlucky enough to find themselves in that city can reach safety somewhere near the castle.”

“The princesses?”

“Don’t think so. One wack job came onto the radio some year or so ago talking about how when he was in Canterlot he was saved by some religious group going by “The New Testament” or something like that.”

“Testament?”

“Not like in a court or anything. Think it refers to old religion from before Celestia and Luna first took power. Dark stuff honestly. Knew a scholar from my college years that read part of an original volume dated over two hundred thousand years old. He said it spoke about the first born angels of the creators and some other mythological mumbo jumbo.”

Oh how I wish it was mumbo jumbo. “Was that here in Manehattan?”

“No, Canterlot keeps all that important stuff. Though there is a stone tablet in the Museum of Magical History said to be written in the the angels language. Seen it myself, looks like gibberish, but who knows.”

The sewers proved surprisingly safe all in all, we only ran into three Undead and they were all regular ones. Eventually we made our way out and with only a few blocks away from the hospital. That’s when an issue came up. The roads near the hospital were swarmed with hordes, thousands of Undead wandering aimlessly in the streets.

“Well what now?” I asked.

“Rooftops.” Sombra said. “We get in one on the building’s here and we can travel across the rooftops. If a jump is too far Flurry and I could levitate Babs and Orange over.”

“What about you?”

“I can self levitate well enough.”

We ran into the nearest building and to our surprise there weren’t any Undead on any of the floors. We reached the roof, and everypony froze at what they saw. It was a colt, four or five, brown made and a yellow coat. He didn’t even have his cutie mark. He was missing an ear, most of his skin, and there was a large hole on his right side that showed his ribs.

Everypony looked hesitant to kill it.

Bang.

I fired off a round from my pistol and the Undead dropped. Everypony looked at me like I just sinned. “What? None of you were doing anything.”