Life was just kumquats and gravy for Cheap Trick. That is, until nature broke its own laws. The living are dropping like stones in a lake, the dead aren't staying so, and hidden evils have revealed their faces. Twisted mockeries of their former selves, wretched necromancers have taken it upon themselves to summon their worm-infested fellows from out of their beds. To make matters worse, ancient war horses of lost lore have risen to punish those of Equestria for their supposed sins. And if those weren’t enough to worry about, an ancient evil has been unleashed; an evil that is older than Equestria itself, and threatens to destroy all of existence if not kept in check.

Can Cheap Trick protect his loved ones and retain his sanity in a world gone rabid? Can he reign in his weaknesses and become the pony he must be to survive in the wastes?

*NOTES*
Any and all constructive criticisms and corrections would be greatly appreciated. As this is my first story, any and all comments on my writing style and where I can improve would be greatly appreciated.

Gore will be added later after life turns for the worse; I simply felt the need to add a warning to what will be contained in the story in the future.