M.L.Z.

by 5H4W_913_

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, DJ P0N-3, Dark, Death, Zecora, Narcotics, Sad, Anthro, Rainbow Dash, Suicide / Self Harm, Horror, Violence, Pinkie Pie, Profanity, Applejack, Gore
Length: 5151

The zombie apocalypse; we've all been unconsciously preparing for it (hoping it'll happen and end our depressing lives) and whelp, looks like Equestria caught the strain

A variation of rabies is transmitted from patient zero: a raccoon. This one, though, is different. The strain kills it's victims much more slowly. It is mutated with mad cow disease to allow it to make the much more complex pony brain susceptible to going insane. Now there is a very small amount of the population left. And they are sure to perish. The question is: how long to they have?

Published 2016-11-20 20:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-04-15 21:09:22 UTC

10% Of Equestria Infected

Equestria, a beautiful land in its time. Celestia realized that the land had to be renewed and a cow with Mad Cow was purposefully infected with rabies. Rabies mutated with mad cow and while mad cow never changed: rabies did. Rabies changed in a way that was just perfect for triggering a large pandemic. It started in the low-population Everfree forest. The zebra population was infected after a few months, but the disease taking effect would take a week, a year, an hour or maybe even not at all. This is where it varies. the disease is spread through blood and contaminated food. When you eat food contaminated it depends on how long the virus was there. The virus lies dormant and may not activate for a long time after being eaten. Sometimes the virus dies on its own after a short amount of time. When the pony is infected from a bite, a knife covered in the blood of the infected or a scratch it will take an hour for the seizures to start, then a short few seconds of the infected not moving, and finally, they spring to life and attack. It can lie dormant, once again for much longer, when this happens, it's just a sudden jolt of insanity after a long time. This is because instead of quickly getting to everywhere in the brain, it is a small amount of the virus that grows VERY slowly when it gets to a certain part of the brain, it takes effect.

One day an infected raccoon came out of the Everfree. Ponyville was built very close the area and Fluttershy, being the friendly, careful pony she had noticed the cuts and missing fur and came to help. The raccoon was scratching at the door of her cottage after it heard noise coming from inside.

"Oh, my! Oh, are you-" before she could finish it leaped and bit her right on the finger. She yelped and jumped back, slamming the door fast enough to keep the Procyonidae out. immediately, the fever came up. Her throat hurt too much to speak or drink, making calling for help out of the question. She started vomiting uncontrollably after ten minutes and after five more her throat was severely damaged and the vomit had pieces of tissue from her esophagus and blood. She passed out after forty minutes and woke up after ten. This is when it began to control her brain. she was starving from the constant vomiting and could feel no pain. She never stopped, her body had no limit. She was dead, but at the same time alive. keep in mind: the raccoon did not react to the stare or the non-threatening nature of Fluttershy. It attacked and it would've if it didn't get flicked off. She wasn't capable of opening the door, she blindly wandered the area. Now, another thing to remember;  these aren't blind, shuffling corpses you see in movies. they'll run like the motherfuckin' wind if they're well fed and fit with no leg or arm injuries. They can even go faster than the average pony (which isn't very impressive considering obesity and the lack of exercise). Now Equestria doesn't have many guns, not as many as earth does, so the infected are going to be far more difficult to kill.

                                                                                                             -SUGAR CUBE CORNER-

Everypony was having a party that Pinkie set up. Apple Jack supplied the booze (of course) and everypony else just had fun. Twilight began to wonder "Where's Fluttershy?" but Rarity was the one to say something.

"I do wonder where Fluttershy is. hasn't she said she would join our little get-together?"

"Yeah, Ah've been wonderin' the same damn thing!" said Apple Jack, clearly wasted.

"How about we check her cottage and- Apple Jack, how many shots have you had?" asked Twilight, turning to Apple Jack.

"Calm down Twilight... I'm still walkin'!" Said Apple Jack.

"C'mon! Let's go find Flutters!" Said Pinkie, exited. Pinkie was always fun and energetic. She was always just a nice, happy pony. it's kind of creepy actually. I mean it wouldn't surprise me if one day she was standing over somepony's bed with a knife... "just smile". Anyways they went up to the cottage and they heard pure silence. No moaning, scratching at the door, just pure silence. When they opened the door they saw multiple puddles of vomit and blood. there were small droplets leading upstairs toward her animals.

"Oh my Celestia..." said Twilight.

"Damn, girls this damn place smells like puke," said Apple Jack.

"Yeah, no shit, Apple Jack, so what the hell's going on? is this some kind of prank? I thought Fluttershy wasn't into that," said Rainbow dash, confused.

"No, that can't be it, Fluttershy doesn't do pranks and this is just too real," said Twilight.

"Rarity, you have an eye for detail, go check it out," said Rainbow.

"But, but it's filthy! And my shoes will be covered in that... disgusting-"

"Rarity, ain't nopony's gonna care bout' that, now get in there," said Apple Jack, pushing her in. She was tip-toeing to try not to get any on her "fabulous" shoes. It led to a small room and she had her back to Rarity, with a squirrel in her hands. "D-Darling...? Are you feeling well?" asked Rarity. She threw the squirrel to the floor and screamed. Turning and jumping on Rarity. This time the bite was larger and closer to her brain. The infected have a strange fifth sense to replace the sense of touch that makes them capable of sensing who is infected. They only kill they  ponies they infect if they're starving to death. Rarity was infected even quicker and only needed 1 1/2 minutes to become infected. The rest heard the screams and ran up the stairs, half of them not caring about the puddles. both Fluttershy and Rarity jumped onto Twilight, this time the injuries she had killed her. It was a broken arm, her arm and lower body was separated from her torso and her skull was crushed.

"FUCK, RUN!!!" yelled Rainbow.

"We can't just leave her!" yelled Pinkie.

"IF WE TRY AND SAVE HER, WE'LL ALL DIE!!! NOW LETS FUCKING GO!!!" The rest of the survivors jumped through the window and ran. The door, though, was left wide open and even if it wasn't, it's only a matter of time before the population of the Everfree breaks into Ponyville and after that. There is no hope.

23% Infected

What was now the mane 3 was left exhausted, hiding in Sugar Cube Corner, from the infected coming from the Everfree. The area was stable and it had weapons. No guns, but kitchen knives are lethal. the infected were sprinting down the streets from the everfree. They screamed and  jumped over cars, threw rocks at windows with ponies visible and attacked those who ran outside.

"T-Twilight... she was my friend..." said Pinkie, holding back tears.

"Pinkie, look at me, there's some sort of flu or something going around, I saw it on the-" Before Dash could finish, a loud clap came from outside. It sounded like a taser being shot, but quicker. It was the infected unicorns. They could still control their magic, but it was shooting at random. Bolts shot off and on constantly.

One of the infected jumped through the window and onto Pinkie. It was a pegasus with cuts on its body and half of its mane was missing . Pegasi had weak bones but were extremely agile because of it. They need hollow, thin bones, like birds, to fly. It bit Pinkie on the hand, Dash kicked it off and Apple Jack stabbed it in the eye with a kitchen knife in the eye.

"Shit, you're bitten," Said Dash.

"Well then, shouldn't we shoot her, sugar cube?" said Apple Jack.

"No, it's just her hand," said Dash, cutting off half of Pinkie's arm with a saw-like blade from the knife rack.

"FUCK!!!" yelled Pinkie, tears dripping from her cheeks.

"I know it hurts, just stay with me. APPLE JACK!!! QUICK, BANDAGES, AND BARRICADES, NOW," said Dash, taking off her shirt to stop the bleeding. She tossed 2 shirts at Dash and was surprisingly fast about the barricades (then again, we're talking about the pony who can kick a tree hard enough to knock apples off).

Pinkie wasn't bleeding the way people do in movies. When her arm was cut off, it was one large amount of blood, then smaller gushes that happened the same time her heart beat.

"Is the bleeding stopping?" Asked Apple Jack.

"It's getting- SHIT, PINKIE!?!?!?"

"Dash..."

"C'mon, you'll be OK, the bleeding's stopping," The infected were banging on the windows and suddenly Apple Jack remembered: "The windows upstairs..."

"Ah'll be back," said Apple Jack. There was constant screaming outside from the infected. Equestria's gun control was more strict than U.S. gun control. Police could have semi-auto weapons, Equestrian Security/military were allowed Burst fire and full auto and civilians could have pump shotguns and single-shot rifles. And even then, they had to have extreme training before they can take it home. It's a very strict policy. There was one pony with a shotgun who killed a few, but the noise drew attention and he could only hold six shots. She was dead in less than a minute. Luckily, that drew the infected away from the house.

"Pinkie... please stay with me, please I can't lose you, too," said Dash, starting to cry.

"Dash... I want to tell you something, but you can't tell Apple Jack,"

"Anything,"

"I love you," Dash was shocked, she had no idea what to say.

"Alright, y'all it's all fixed boarded up, Pinkie OK?" asked Apple Jack.

"She's stabilizing, I'm getting a stronger pulse,"

"Well, we are in a bakery, so we can wait for the infection to move away in here,"

"Yeah... sounds great," There were mares, stallions, foals, and fillies yelling for help. Sounds on breaking bones and tearing flesh filled the room.

"MOMMY, PLEASE!!!"

"FUCK YOU!!!"

"I'M BRINGING YOU ASSHOLES WITH ME," After that simple phrase... a house blew up. The stallion threw a lit match at his water heater. It blew up the whole house shattered his neighbor's windows.

"Dashie... I'm scared..." said Pinkie.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, you're here they're there. Apple Jack, get something with long sleeves and help me get Pinkie in bed," said Dash.

"Alright, Dash, just make sure she stays alive," said Apple Jack.

"Pinkie... do you mean that?"

"S-sorry, I wasn't-"

"Pinkie, don't be sorry. Look, I would've been OK with being your girlfriend before, but until we get to a safer space. It just... it won't work out. An emotional bond like that... it'll get us all killed. Maybe if we manage to find a shelter or somewhere safer I'll consider it" Suddenly, there was an ear-piercing burst of noise. It was so high pitched, it made their hearts stop and so loud, their vision was blurred. It repeated 3 more times, each loud burst 2 seconds apart, then a message played.

"All survivors, If you can hear this, come to V1NY1S DUBST39," said a text-to-speech program.

"Apple Jack, I'm gonna check the place out, you make sure Pinkie stays alive," said Dash.

"No problem, Dashie," said Apple Jack. She grabbed the Kitchen knife used previously to cut Pinkie's arm off and ran out. Dash ran toward the area by circling the outskirts of Ponyville. She eventually had no choice but to move in. She had found a dead body with some meat still in it. She made use of the bone marrow, muscle, organs, etc, and used them by throwing them away from her. There was one stubborn infected, though. It had no jaw and its ears had burst. It was a pretty easy target. Dash came up behind it and kicked it to the floor, crushing it's skull under her horseshoe. The ground was covered in a thick paste surrounded in blood and with bits and pieces of bone inside it. It was only a quick walk to the music store. Dash carefully knocked on the door, V1NY1 opening it for her.

                                                                                                    -Sugar Cube Corner-

"Y'all need anything, Pinkie?"

"Just a glass of water, but that's all,"

"Alright, you stay right there,"

"Where am I gonna go?" Apple Jack didn't answer her question. She just went to get some water and brought it back to Pinkie. Pinkie started choking after drinking it.

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah, it's just my position, I'm fine,"

"Alright, you rest up, sugar cube,"

"OK, bye,"

36% infected, 4% dead

It was sunset; Rainbow Dash was standing in front of the door, waiting for her to say something, but nothing. No words. Instead, she pointed inside with her thumb. Dash followed and sat down on the couch. The house was relatively clean; it had records and a few pieces of technology (phones, laptops, computers, turntables, etc) scattered around.

"So... what's with the loud noise?" asked Dash. V1NY1 stayed silent, she attempted to use hand signs, but Dash didn't understand her.

"I'm deaf, not to the point I can hear nothing, but it's extremely hard for me to hear anything," said V1NY1, unclearly.

"Oh, sorry,"

"No, it's not your fault, they only reason I can understand you is because I'm good at lip-reading," said a text-to-speech program.

"But, you make music..."

"Beethoven was deaf," said the text-to-speech program.

"I guess..."

                                                                                                        -Sugar Cube Corner-

"Pinkie... did y'all hear that?"

"Yeah... it sounded like breaking glass," The loud screams grew clearer they started to bang on the doors and boards. A hand broke through. Apple Jack Cut right through it, blood gushing onto her hooves. It stuck to them, slowly getting thicker until it hardened, chipping off as she moved. Pinkie stood up, still dizzy. She had barely gotten 3/16 a pint of blood back. She had lost 3 full pints of blood.  It hurt her head just standing up and she was leaning on the wall.

"Pinkie... lay down, I can handle this,"

"OK... I trust you," Apple Jack found a bottle of whiskey and one of Pinkies socks sticking out of her drawer. She found it difficult to destroy the bottle but snapped out of the trance-like state picked it up, stuffing the socks into it until they were difficult to pull out.

"Pinkie, do you have a lighter or some matches?"

"No, we never needed matches and nopony here smokes, but if you get the stove turned on, you can get a flame,"

"Alright, thanks, Pinkie,"

                                                                                                    - V1NY1 DUBSTEP-

"Why, though? Why do you need us?"

"Because, I can't fight alone,"

"What about Octavia?" Silence filled the room. A single tear went down from V1NY1's face. "Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't know,"

                                                                                                     -Three days earlier-

When the infection was less obvious and Octavia was alone at home. An infected came through the window. What it did was gruesome; it bit into her arm. Octavia stabbed it in the arm repeatedly with a key, thinking it would run. This didn't happen; instead, it bit holes in her abdomen that it ripped open. He ate her insides, throwing her intestines to the floor.

Long after her screams had stopped and her breathing slowed, the police kicked down the door and tased the infected individual. It shook uncontrollably, yet after the taser stopped shocking it, it sprang back up and jumped on the officer, scratching him barely on the cheek. He threw it down and shot it in both of its legs and its stomach, leaving it crawling and desperately reaching for him.

He slammed the door, leaving hid mind filled with questions. He was confused and scared, wondering what he saw. The body was retrieved and the infected was put down. There, surprisingly, were police brutality protests all over the town on police brutality. The infection stopped the protests before it came to Ponyville, though.

                                                                                                    -Back to the present day-

"Octavia was my best friend... she was my only friend... I've known her since I was in elementary" said V1NY1, this time with her own voice.

"Well, me and Pinkie are glad to help," said Dash.

"Thanks, I won't get in your way," She said, getting up and hugging the cyan-blue pony. She began to softly cry into her shoulder. Dash just sat there, doing her best to show sympathy. Tear soaked through her open jacket. She briefly knew V1NY1. They'd sometimes talk to catch up or go out for a drink, but she still didn't know her extremely well. Not like she knew Pinkie or Apple Jack. She was being hugged tight and eventually, dash nudged her off.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you,"

"No, it's OK, it's healthy to let your emotions out. Now c'mon, we need to get going, I know a safe route," Dash and V1NY1 ran to Sugar Cube Corner the same route that dash took before. The sight they saw was surprising, to say the least. There were burned corpses everywhere. There was a small fire lower than a foot high on the ground and fire. The alcohol dyed a circular part of the ground yellow with a purple ring surrounding it. There were broken shards surrounding the half away from the house. Each window had a single plank pushed out; behind each one, there were pieces of wood layered in aluminum foil (a lot of aluminum foil) with small rectangle cut into them (probably because they didn't have sheet metal).  "Apple Jack? Are you up there? Are you still breathing?" asked Rainbow Dash.

"Yeah... ah'm fine, just let me unlock the doors for y'all," Apple Jack opened the unlocked the door, still shaken from the previous encounter.

"Before I open this, I have V1NY1 with me, so don't be alarmed," Dash said, opening the door and slowly walking in, V1NY1 following behind her. Apple Jack quietly yet quickly closed and locked the door, using a chair and a few weights to jam it.

"Come on upstairs, Pinkie's starting to calm down,"

"Hey, girls! *ahem* How'd it go and who's that?"

"It went well and this is V1NY1, she's a dubstep player,"

"Oh, well hi, V1NY1,"

"Hey," she typed on text-to-speech.

"Well, we should probably rest, it's getting late," said Apple jack, Looking outside.

"yeah, whelp, goodnight everypony," said Rainbow Dash, flopping on the bed.

                                                                                                                      -2:00 AM-

"Hey... Pinkie? Are you awake?" Asked Dash.

"Yeah, I am now, what's wrong?"

"Why did you say not to tell Apple Jack?"

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"it's because... she just has a... a different view," said Pinkie.

"Just because she's straight?"

"No... she... she just isn't comfortable,"

"AJ's... AJ's a homophobe?"

"No, she's just... different, she doesn't understand it,"

"That sounds like a homophobe," Pinkie flopped down on the bed and rubbed her head, sighing. "Pinkie?"

"Yeah?"

"...I love you, too. Goodnight,"

                                                                                                                  -Morning-

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!" That was the last noise anypony heard. After that... nothing, just noises of the infected at this point. It's not unwise to think there are some ponies who are good at hiding, but they have to come out eventually. They'll starve, dehydrate, gas is unstable, or the small space could destroy a lone wolf's psyche and a family would be fighting more and more until eventually, something violent happens or someone leaves.

"Pinkie... Rainbow ah need to talk to you alone for a minute," Pinkie immediately thought: "I'm fucked, she's fucked, the world is fucked", but Dash was only foolishly following Apple Jack.

"ah heard you two last night,"

"I know," said Pinkie.

"What?" asked Dash.

"ah heard you two up last night and ah heard what you told each other. Ah'm not homophobic, my family is just traditional. If ya'll prove my family wrong, ah won't even notice,"

"See, Dashie?"

"No! That's the kind of copout a homophobe makes,"

"Dash, you've always pushed my buttons, but this time's just enough for me to tell you that ya'll are on a mighty thin web,"

"Wanna fight Bitch?"

"Go ahead, you're already a walkin' stereotype,"

"WOULD YOU TWO CALM DOWN... let's get breakfast and our shit together so we can find out what's going on..." Suddenly a loud noise came from outside, one that stood out, followed by knocking on the door and a voice.

"Is anypony in there!? Please, I will not survive alone!"

"Is that Zecora?" asked Rainbow Dash.

"That's impossible, the huge horde we just saw came from a village in her area," said Apple Jack.

"Well, it's not one of them, they can't fuckin' talk,"

"Rainbow calm down, it's not the end of the world," said Pinkie.

"HAVE YOU LOOKED OUTSIDE, ASSHAT!?!?!? Sorry... it's been really... stressful. I've been watching the news a lot lately and I feel like I should feel disappointed in myself. I knew what was happening, I saw the patterns. Maybe if I was quicker we wouldn't be in this shithole,"

"I'm opening it," said Pinkie, sighing.

"Pinkie, no it's too dangerous," said Apple Jack.

"It's not like the zombies are outside if she's still banging on the door," said V1NY1, sarcastic, yet at the same time slurring.

"Zombies? No those ain't no zombies," said Apple Jack.

"They act like zombies," said Rainbow.

"Zombie: A reanimated and typically violent corpse." Pinkie read from the dictionary.

"See? They never 'died' in the first place, they can't be zombies, they're not real," said Apple Jack. Rainbow Dash grunted, walking to the door. She opened it, revealing Zecora, bleeding from the arm.

"Zecora... show me your arm," said Dash, grabbing a plank of wood. Zecora revealed not a bite or a scratch, but a hole with a cicular piece of metal jammed in. "What the hell?"

"Please, I must, my home is gone,"

"What the hell happened to you?"

"I was shot,"

"Shot?"

"Please, just let me in, Those things are close." Dash opened the door completely, letting Zecora in and slamming it and locking it as fast as she could.

"Is she bitten?" asked Apple Jack.

"Shot," said Rainbow.

"You can never be sure what evil hides behind the eyes of those you know," said Zecora.

                                                                                                                -Before the pandemic-

Safar was very good at fitting into society despite being a psychopath. When people hear psychopath they think about serial killers, but many times it's difficult to tell. He owned a large business that slowly crumbled. After he lost his profit, he set up a small gang. He wasn't smart, but he was charming enough to seem like he has an above average IQ. He was also very young for his position. He was in his late twenties. And he manipulated people into making him larger.

                                                                                                                        -Present-

"So one of his friends shot you?" asked Dash.

"Yes, he makes everyone trust him and in reality he only cares for himself," said Zecora.

"Well... that's crazy, at least you're still OK!," said Pinkie, optimistic.

"Oh, my... what happened to her arm?"

"We had to cut it off, she was bitten. That Reminds me, does anypony have any open cuts?" asked Apple Jack.

"I have one on my finger, but I've never fought any of the things outside," said V1NY1

"OK, anypony else?" said Rainbow Dash. She had no response.

"V1NY1, ya'll better not take any of those things down unless you got a pair of gloves," said Apple Jack.

"Wait Zecora was shot, right?" asked Dash.

"Yeah..." said Apple Jack.

"So, that means they have guns,"

"Yeah, no shit," said Apple Jack.

"So... maybe we can take some,"

"OK, but how the hell would we do that?

"I'll figure that out,"

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"Dash, that's insane, I can guarantee they got numbers on their side," said Apple Jack.

"So, we'll bait a small group of them to come to town," said Dash.

"Wait, let's say Dash's plan works out and we get the guns; won't they just attract attention? I think we should look for a more peaceful approach. Maybe those things will starve on their own if we can secure a base or something," said Pinkie.

"No, that can't work, we need to get rid of the infection quickly so that the rest of the population can survive. We might survive the outbreak that way, but if we do; where would we go? The world would be destroyed," said Dash.

"She's right, Pinkie and what if those ponies who attacked Zecora came to that base?" said A.J.

"More the reason to steal some guns!"

"Dash, where would we even get the ammo for those things?"

"I dunno, it looked like she was hit with a shotgun, so maybe we'd go to a gun shop,"

"Do you know how hard it is to find those things?"

"L.P. found it's way around gun laws, they got a couple,"

"Dash, do you hear yourself?"

"OK! How about we stop this exhausted conversation and do something productive!. Remember that loud banging? I can guarantee that was a shotgun. I say we look for it and plenty of ammo, then use it for emergencies. I have no real vote, so anypony who wants to grab that gun, raise your hand if you don't want to, don't raise your hand, if you don't have an opinion, leave the room with me, I'm gonna watch TV," said Pinkie, walking away. Zecora walked away with Pinkie, Dash and V1NY1 raised their hoof, and Apple Jack stayed seated.

"Alright, A.J., you lose," said Dash, looking smug.

"Dammit, Rainbow,"

                                                                                                                      -Two hours later-

"Nothing in his bedroom," said Pinkie. an infected who have been shot with the shotgun and was left with a misshapen arm, a broken leg and an open abdomen was sitting up against the wall. It began crawling towards Dash. It was a foal between the ages nine and ten.

"Shit, I thought that thing was dead," she said, kicking it across the room.

"Don't just kick it, finish, that thing," she said, crushing its skull. Everypony had gloves, a mask, sunglasses (or goggles), thick, tall horseshoes with their pants tucked into them, and a jacket. They wore so much because killing the infected results in a lot of blood. What if that got into your eyes or your mouth or a cut? Better safe than sorry.

"C'mon, he's just a kid,"

"It's not a he anymore even if, he'd die anyway,"

"Hey, you're gonna wanna see this, Dashie," said Pinkie in the garage.

"What?"

"Whoever this guy was, he had plenty of guns,"

"Holy shit..." Pinkie revealed five firearms: A 22. rifle, three 9mm pistols and a 12. gauge pump shotgun with six rounds per magazine. There was a box containing 20 22. rounds, nine 9mm clips and 18 live shotgun shells. They were all mixed together for some reason. "Oh my Celestia... why does it smell like shit?" There was also a dead body ripped in half, leaving vital organs all over the floor and a severed arm was thrown against the wall. "Pinkie, how can you breathe?"

"It's just smelly air, silly!" said pinkie pouring the ammunition into a small pouch of her backpack. "OK, give a pistol to A.J. and Zecora; I'll put the bigger guns in the pack. Also remember, only use them if you have no other choice, try to stick to the knife,"

"Will they fit?"

"There's gonna be stuff sticking out, but I'm sure they'll make it home," she said. Dash checked her pistol which held 4/12 rounds. Pinkie came out, holding a shotgun and having a rifle barrel coming out of the top of her backpack. The walk was short and simple with nothing to really talk about. Pinkie made a couple of jokes on the way to keep everypony in a good mood. V1NY1 was looking for a signal on the TV. Any news network or information was everything.

"OK, I'm gonna set up a window we can shoot out of, said Apple Jack, Going upstairs.

"OK, just don't use those guns," said Pinkie.

"So, now what?" asked Dash.

"V1NY1, how's the TV? Any working channels?" she asked, not getting a response. Dash got up and waved her hand in front of V1NY1.

"Huh?" Dash pointed behind her, toward Pinkie. "Oh, sorry what is it?"

"How's the TV?"

"This one's working, not sure if you can hear it,"  the channel clearly said that there were murders related to cannibalism in Los Pegasus and that Cloudsdale was 85% infected.

"Dad..." said Rainbow, shocked. "I have to go there,"

"Dash, you can't, you'll die," said Pinkie.

"Pinkie, you don't understand,"

"No, dash you-"

"I ALREADY LOST MY MOM, I'M NOT LOSING MY DAD, TOO," The room was silent. Nopony knew what to say or how to put it. Dash's mother died when Dash was 10. She was flying and somepony going at high speed hit her, breaking her wing. She plunged to the ground. When she was found, she was alive, but bleeding out and there was nothing anypony could do.

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what turns ponies into animals? (I think it's necessary in the time we live in to put a trigger warning here...) TRIGGER WARNING

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78% infected 18% dead

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You Can't Fix Everything...

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Look in the Mirror

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The Second

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Secrets -READ WOKEN UP FIRST-

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Attacker

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Comedy Corner, with Crepuscular

"Ah... many people don't realize how truly beautiful the zombie apocalypse is," I'm so sorry, guys, this was another friend... I can't say no to save my life if you don't want to hear the dark humor, don't worry a new chapter is in development as we speak. If you do like this, I'll make it a little bit longer. "Now that I am no longer being so... rudely interrupted, my name is-" We know your name. "QUIET, THIS IS MY STORY NOW!!! Anyway, now that I'm not being so rudely interrupted. Many people have no understanding of how beautimous this land truly is! For instance: now, due to the police force no longer being a problem, I can freely do as I wish and now there is no one to disturb my privacy. I'd much rather have the occasional of infected than people playing such loud and annoying music. What was it called again? I believe they call it 'dubstep'. How immature? I'd imagine that someone would put a stop to it, but no, it's openly encouraged. As you can clearly see, if you must kill one of these creatures in which we should be thanking, you should be quiet. Silence is key, but I digress. Who knew that this could be a benefit? I do absolutely love the Mane Six in the show, but, people, ponies, and sentient being as a whole are meaningless if they don't do anything. I'm not quite sure how I should be taking this. Honestly, I thought I was a dead character after EX-Cakes was made. Oh my, was I wrong. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see if I can wreck this story by reviving my father and making the main story pointless," No one worry, he's going to be at a safe distance between him and the story. "NO!!! I wanna destroy your story!"