A Protecter From The Specimens

I wipe the blood off of my machete and grab my 9mm handgun off of the floor.

'They're getting smarter.... The invisabitch swatted the pistol out of my hand.... Like it had learnt from it's past killings.' I think to myself as I look over the mixture of dead bodies of humans and Specimens.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a clot shudder on the floor. I immediately walk over to it and take a second to look on it's face. It's face besides being mutilated and bloody also shows signs of pain.

"Well then. I got just the thing to help you with that." I say with a smirk.

The clot looks towards me and tries to grab me only to be stopped when I stomp on its head with all my might causing it to shatter into small fragments held together by flesh.

"HEEELP! AH MY COAT IS RUINED!" A woman's scream echoes through the streets.

'Survivors?! Holy Fuck I gotta get over there!' I think to myself as I sprint down the road I'm currently standing in.

Damaged, burning buildings surround me as I sprint down the road occasionally shooting specimens that got too close for comfort.

"Rarity we've got to get out of here!" A high pitched voice squeaks.

'I'm so close!' I think as I push myself to go faster.

I jump over a curb and land on the sidewalk as I grab a lamppost and use it to help me turn around a corner. In front of me is a large group of clots numbering around twenty. I aim my 9mm at the closest clot and pull the trigger spraying the clot in front of it in it's blood.

"What was that?!" A woman's voice shouts in surprise.

"Rarity I'm scared." A high pitched voice squeaks.

I take aim at the next clot and shoot it in the chest causing it to stumble before regaining it's balance and turning around. I then shoot it again this time in the head causing it's head to explode.

"Sweetie whatever it is it's stopping them!" The feminine voice says happily. "A bit brutishly, but it's stopping them!"

"HELP!" The high pitched voice shouts.

"I'm coming just hold still!" I shout as I shoot another clot in the head causing the rest of them to turn around.

'Well fuck.' I think to myself.

I pull the trigger again only for it to click signifying an empty magazine. I click the clip release button letting the magazine fall to the ground as I grab the last magazine out of my pocket.

'Last clip. 15 bullets 18 enemies. I'll save the ammo and use the machete.' I think to myself as I holster the 9mm.

I pull out the machete and use my arms length to cut at their arms while keeping them out of grabbing range. After about five minutes of cutting at their arms I finally manage to cut off all of their arms and some of their heads leaving only 14 left trying to either bite me or head butt me.

"Sweetie I don't think it's here to save us anymore." The woman's voice says with a gulp.

"No! I'm here to get you to safety and away from the freaks!" I shout over the grunt of a clot as it tries to head butt me.

I swing the machete as hard as possible taking it's head clean off of it's neck.

"Just let me get rid of the huggers and I'll be right there!" I shout as I chop off of another clots head.

-10 minutes later-

'1 left.' I think to myself as I jump forward and ram the machete through the clots head spearing it to the end of the machete, I then kick the clot off of the end of the machete causing a scraping sound to be heard as the blade slides out from between both halves of it's skull.

I look to where the voices where to see two ponies one with a coat and a purple mane and a shorter one with a white coat and pink and purple mane,

"I must have been hearing things.... Fuck me man I was so fucking certain this time!" I shout as I kick the clot I had just finished killing. "I guess I could use you guys to carry some of my supplies around."

"Absolutely not! I will not carry any thing of yours!" The same woman's voice shouts again.

"Where the fuck is that voice coming from?! I keep hearing it!" I shout as I kick the body 3 more times.

"Stop kicking it! It's dead already!" The pitch voice shouts.

I look towards the ponies.

"Did you just talk?" I ask as I adjust the balaclava that covers the bottom half of my face.

"Yes I just talked. Why wouldn't I?" The white pony with a white mane asks.

"So they experimented on animals? Okay then. I guess you guys where just leading the horde eh? A distraction specimen.... Okay. A specimen is always an enemy." I say as I flick the blood off of the machete and spin the handle in my hand.

"I am no specimen! I'm a lady! And you shall treat me as such!" The white pony with a white mane says angrily.

"They gave you personalities and a gender as well? Doesn't matter. A specimen is always an enemy." I repeat as I take a step forward.

"No wait! We're not 'Specimens' or whatever you called them! We're ponies! From Ponyville!" The little one shouts in a panic.

"Wait.... What?" I ask as I stop dead in my tracks.

"Yeah we're from Ponyville! The town where the elements of harmony live!" The little one says with a overjoyed look on her face.

"You mean.... You're actually.... Rarity and Sweetie Belle?" I ask as I take a step back.

"YEAH!" Sweetie Belle squeaks.

"Fuck me hard I had no idea you guys existed.... AWESOME! Haahahhhahaha! Fucking AWESOME! Wait a minute.... Does that mean.... Holy Fuck Silver Spoon must exist! FUCK YES! HAHAHAHA! Oh wait fuck I gotta save her!" I shout as I put my machete back in it's holder nd grab my 9mm.

"Actually monkey creature thing it's just me and Rarity here.... Nopony else came." Sweetie Belle says.

"Well fuck.... Ah well second and third best pony are here so that's good enough for me! I'm so fucking happy right now dude this is mind blowing!" I shout.