Zombies in Equestria

I woke up from my sleep, luckily I could some what recall the previous day, so I knew I hadn't earned some form of amnesia. I rolled over to see Applejack sitting on the edge of the bed. She turned around to look at me, standing up suddenly. "Oh um... mornin'."

I got up, not to surprised at this, clearly something had been going on in between us before I forgot it. "Hey." I said with a groan. I climbed off the bed, the floor creaked as I stepped on it.  I let out a yawn stretching my hooves. I looked around the room, brightened by daylight. Which strained my eyes, instinctively rubbing them until they got used to it, I eventually got off the bed, to turn around and look at Applejack. "I think this question is obvious, but why are you in here?"

"Wanted to make sure you were okay, you did get hit on the head with a shovel." I shrugged, at least there wasn't  anything going on, cause as far as I knew, that was highly unlikely, her being a farmer and all. That or she just lived here, and hadn't worked here before this mess, one of the two. I turned around and headed out my room door. "Is there any food?"

Applejack walked past me and out the door. "Well we haven't even made food yet."

I shrugged. "Would it be pie?" She smirked and nodded. I knew after a while, I'd be annoyed from the constant flow of it. "Do we have any helmets?" I asked walking out the door looking around.

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"I just figured, I could go out for supplies, and with a helmet,  so there's a smaller chance of losing my memories again." I said with a light chuckle, while tapping my head with a hoof. "Ouch!" I rubbed the spot, realizing that was actually where Apple Bloom hit me. "Maybe an ice pack too." I went downstairs Applejack followed behind me.

"We don't have one, so you'd have to get it."

I was already down stairs, realizing my weapons holster was upstairs. Upon this realization, I head back upstairs quickly, grabbed it, rushing down stairs, I grabbed my crossbow, and a bag for the stuff, I got to the door, and turned around. "I'm going to try to get supplies again, Apple Bloom, ask me if I am a zombie before hitting me, if I don't respond within a minute, I am likely a zombie."

She stood up off her chair, and walked over. "Maybe if I came with you, I wouldn't."

I looked up to Applejack who nodded, I looked down to Apple Bloom. "Yeah why not?" She and me walked out the door, closing it behind us. "We should try to get back before sun down." I looked around, wondering which direction I should go, then I looked to apple Bloom. "Do you know where I should go for supplies?"

She nodded. "Just follow me." She walked along the path, I followed, while the path seems obvious from the start, i figured that it might not be the right way, despite being literally the only path out of here. We got to the gate, and just jumped over it. Then continued along the path, the meer jumping over that fence got me on the thought of wondering how the zombies never did that themselves.

We continued our route, to a small town ahead of us. I wanted to ask what it was, the town had no signs for it's name, which was rather strange. I looked to Apple Bloom. "So, what's the name of the town?" I asked pointing to it.

"It's called Ponyville, you lived here before we found you." She looked to my waist, at that bandage that was around it.

My ears rotated towards the sound of a growl.  I looked in the direction of it, I lifted my crossbow, pulling back the bolt. But my shot was taken, by somepony else. They look at me in their hood, glancing over at Apple Bloom. "What are you doing with this loner?" She asked stabbing the ground with the end of their rifle, having a knife poorly tapped onto the end.

"He's a close friend" I looked in between the two of them.

They took their cloak off and- a lot of hair flowed out onto the back of her cloak. "Really, Iron Wind? friends with your family?!" She pulled a bat out, with some sort of magic, and hit a zombie besides her in the face with it.

I stepped in front of Apple Bloom. "Do you two have something to work out?" I asked, lowering my eyebrows to look serious.

She seemed to growl as she looked to my waist and pulled her rifle out of the ground, and walked away. "It's not something that can be worked out." She gave me a glance, to my waist. "Not any more." She pulled herself to the ground, the cloak shuffled around, and wings sprouted outwards as she took to the sky.

"What." Was my one word to this, I felt the urge to follow her, instinctively trying to fly after her and- "Wa- AGH!" fell flat on the ground.

"What are you trying to do?" She asked, almost sounding nervous.

I looked up at Apple Bloom. "I don't know, I felt like that would work." I explained as I got up from the ground.

She looked around and pointed. "There!" I looked in that direction, seeing a hospital. "Medical supplies can be found easily there!" She wandered over to it.

I followed her. "You sure? ten years is a really long time for medicine to not expire, or not get raided."

She turned her head to me. "We can still get something from it..." she explained turning back over to the hospital. We kept walking, having to use a few rocks to smash in the glass doors, before we found out how easily they opened.

I was a bit creeped out by the dark hallways, blood spread about the walls, clear signs of bodies being dragged along the floor, converging towards a surgery room. "Apple Bloom, do you think it'd be a good idea to split up?" I asked turning to her.

"No, that's a terrible idea."

I nodded with a chuckle. "Thought so, I was just thinking that maybe-"

She put up a hoof to interrupt me. "No, covering more ground, as a group, is safer." She explained.

I pointed to the room, with the blood smears on the floor going under the door, which was closed at the moment, and there was a window into it. I peeked inside, seeing a pink pony with a large straight mane sitting down, facing away from the window. "Let's see who that is." I said tapping the glass, she turned suddenly to the window, eye wide open with a stare of death. She never moved from where she sat.

Apple Bloom shook nervously at her appearance. "That's Pinkie..."

Pinkie pressed her face against the glass. I walked past, to the door and turned the knob, it was locked from the inside. The pink pony turned around and wandered to the center of the room after turning on the lights. "I need to do something." picking up a knife.

I stepped back seeing the rather bloody room, a rainbow haired cyan pegasus torn open on the surgical table, no signs of organs missing but many limbs missing, including signs of missing wing. "Let's go Apple Bloom!" I said starting to walk away, grabbing Apple Bloom we left and tried looking else were for supplies, eventually leaving the place. I looked back to the hospital, hearing a loud metal thug. "We still needed medical supplies, but there is a bad place to go." I looked back over to Apple Bloom. I shrugged, pulling out my gun. "Let's talk to her, maybe some company will help her."

"WHAT?!" She yelled I looked to her, surprised she could yell that loud. "She cut off your- AGH!" She stopped, now leaving me to wonder what it was, did it have something to do with the bandage around my waist? "I'm going back home, and don't worry, I know how to keep an eye on myself." She trotted away.

I grumbled a bit, walking into the place. The entrance was beaten up, vines overgrowing the place. "Maybe Apple Bloom is right, and what did Pinkie cut off?" I walked around a bit, thinking as I walked further inside. I saw the room she was in earlier. I walked inside, blood was everywhere, some hair was on the floor, I heard weeping from outside. I followed reluctantly.

In the nurse's office I found Pinky sobbing over a corpse, of the earlier Pony. "I'm sorry." She turned back. "For your wings."

I tilted my head in confusion. "You must be confused, I am an earth pony."

She chuckled, causing my to feel an odd twitch on my back, in two locations. "You don't know?" She tilted her head, looking to my waist. "I did save you, but you thought it was revenge for hurting me." She looked to a large bandage on her leg, must have been recent. "You were bitten on both of your wings, I had to cut it off to save you." She looked to the rainbow colored gore spectacle of a pony. "She was bitten many more times. But I cut off too much, so she turned and attacked me." She looked at her bandage again, turning her hoof revealing a bite mark, it was more recent than the bandage, in fact it was ripped around the teeth marks. "Are you squeamish?"

Already shocked by knowing my wings was chopped off by this pony right in front of me, sure it was to save me, but that idea was frightening, I backed off frightened. "I wouldn't remember, but I killed a lot of zombies back home." I grimaced as she reached for the knife again, she had brought it with her. "I'll need help to bandage it up, I'll likely faint from the pain or blood loss."

"Just do it then." I said turning away. "Or I cou-" My ears turned, so did my head, Pinkie was screaming so loud... I was sure I'd go deaf.

I heard another sound once Pinkie hit the floor in pain, it was a pony dragging itself across the ground to us and I turned to see it, and a blood trail behind it. It was being followed by a oddly slow group of zombies, but then it occurred as they got closer. The old ponies here turned too, why would that happen? were they bit before death? I didn't care to find out right now because running was a better option. I picked Pinkie up, and ran outside. "WATCH OUT!" I heard Pinkie yell as a zombie threw a hoof at me, I pulled out my crossbow, out of ammo so I decided to hit it's face so hard, it scraped away skin and broke its jaw causing it to flip it's head back, ripping open it's neck from the force, and I didn't react a bit. Must have not been squeamish then. I was grossed out, but I wasn't rushing to cover any arteries in my body. "Hurry! I'm bleeding out!" She cried me looking to my side to see it drenched in blood, I ran out the door as fast as I could, finally escaping.

"Twilight! Can you try to help!?" I yelled as the horde broke down the entrance wall, the removal of this wall caused the top of the building to collapse onto the zombies. "So much for supplies." I said with a really hefty sigh.

And suddenly a spear hit Pinkie sending her flying off my back. "AGH!"

I turned to Twilight, staring angrily at me. "Oh buck." I got down to Pinkie pulling out the spear. Luckily by the looks of it, it only hit the leg Pinkie chopped in half earlier. Guess losing more of that leg woul- well actually it would hurt, a lot likely. But then I realized something  about Twilight and how she could help... "Twilight, surely having a horn means you can fix her up right?" I asked pointing to her horn.

"I can't magic the hell out of everything! My magic knowledge has it's limitations!" She yelled as she walked over. "She's insane now anyways. She can only hear 'voices'." She said using quotation marks made by her hooves, however you do that. "Words spoken by some 'dramatic reader' about this world we are in, whatever that is about. I wouldn't risk letting her survive around a sane pony, it might affect you."

"I already lost my wings! Not much else panic could be caused by stuff like that!" I yelled getting closer to her face. "Plus she saved my life, sure it meant losing my wings. but she cut them off so I wouldn't turn into a zombie!"

She rolled her eyes. "How can you trust something if only one pony told you? What if she removed your wings while attacking you, or because 'the story said so'." She said mockingly while I growled in response. she scoffed and walked away. "You deal with her yourself, and you can't bring her home either, think about how Applejack will react." She said, spreading out her wings. "Don't blame me if you turn insane. Because I did warn you."

"They'll worry if I don't return, so I have no choice but to go back to them." I looked to the fainted Pinkie, blood on the ground having spread quite far because of how much time we spent talking. I let out a sigh hoping she wasn't going to turn. "I'll have to risk it." I lifted Pinkie off the ground, groaning from the strain. I walked all the way back, encountering no zombies, having been ten years, it was entirely likely most of them died. But who did it... In fact, who caused this? was it magic? if it was that maybe Twilight could fix it if she knew how, but I don't remember if she had any magical abilities at all, and If the group back at home kicks me out, and Twilight doesn't help, I would have to figure it out myself. Soon I'd find out... I got to the door finally, I reached a hoof up. Knocking it four times, then Apple Bloom hit Pinkie with a shovel right after the door opened enough for her to see Pinkie. "APPLE BLOOM! Now she might not remember us!"

To Be Continued.