Fallout: Equestria Snuffing Out the Light

by Mystic Moon

Rating: mature
Tags: Sad, Anthro, Gore, Dark, Other, Fluttershy, Original Character, Spike, Science Fiction, Tragedy, Crossover
Length: 1804

In this hypothetical future the worse thing possible happens to the heroes of the first story

This is the first of a series of fallout Equestria stories that all build on each other.

The worst thing that ever happened to Equestria is the great war that ended with our beautiful home being turned into a wasteland where one must kill to survive. Then after two hundred years of suffering the Light bringer appears bringing hope to a hopeless land, she inspired many heroes with her actions and many have tried to follow in her footsteps. Some say she is Equestria's greatest hero, and in a way their right. Some believe she is untouchable

then again they never seen the darkness coming.

Warning: this story contains deaths of several main story characters and is told by the Villains.

Also I will be the first to admit I am a horrible person for writing this so please tell me how awful this story is and how I should return to the darkness from which I came. other than that hope you enjoy my mad writing in the dead of the night.

Published 2017-04-25 09:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-04-25 09:20:01 UTC

part 1

Date: Eleven years After the day of sunshine and rainbows

Location:western badlands

Time:Night

The night was calm and all was peaceful even in this radiated wasteland, One thing in particular was not as peaceful as the land they were visiting, She was a grey mare, she with missing clumps of fur as well as some rotting flesh hanging from these bald spots, she also seemed to be missing her tail and only bits of her storm Grey mane remained and her yellow eyes seemed to be glowing in the darkness. Though she seemed to look like a zombie her attire signified her as a courier with a traders outfit, a pair boots on her feet and gloves on her hands with a pair of goggles atop her head in case a sandstorm blew by.

The mare was currently looking for the source of a scream of pain she heard a few minutes ago. “I hope that it isn’t another shrieker those stupid bugs are just annoying,” She said in a raspy voice. “Come on Dusty maybe somepony is hurt and if it turns out to be a shrieker then oh well,” the mare told herself as she began walking up a small hill. She walked up the hill of sand until her boots stepped into what appeared to be black sand.

“What in the wor-” Dusty started but was tackled to the ground by a large griffon, she retaliated by kicking her attacker off and pulled her pistol and pointed at her attacker only to notice her attacker was a headless body that fell on her. “Where did you come from?” Dusty asked the headless griffon.

“Sorry I didn’t know you were there,” The headless griffon answered in a raspy tomboyish voice.

“AHHH! YOU SPOKE!” Dusty yelled terrified backing up quickly and bumped into a smaller pegasus in a torn up Shadowbolts
uniform.

“Sorry miss, I didn’t mean to startle you,” The mare said to Dusty who turned around to look at the strange pegasus and immediately fall backwards shocked by who the pegasus was.

“R-Rainbow Dash?” the Ghoul stuttered looking at the pegasus before her who was a spitting image of the commander with cyan fur, magenta eyes, and a rainbow mane and tail.

“I don’t think so,” The mare answered with an unsettling smile, her voice sounding exactly like Rainbow Dash. “But I take it you must be Dusty Dunes.”

“I-if your not Rainbow Dash,” Dusty stuttered in response. “Then who are you?” she asked the strange mare in front of her before quickly pointing her pistol at the Rainbow Dash lookalike who responded with a laugh.

“Well since you asked kindly I am Prisma Bolt,” She answered with enthusiasm completely unafraid of the gun pointed at her head. “And I am an assassin under the command of my Alpha,” Prisma said with pride.

“Who is this Alpha?” Dusty asked Prisma putting her pistol closer to her head.

“She is the one that sent me to kill you,” The lookalike answered bluntly without a hint of fear.

“You should have not said that,” Dusty said pulling the trigger blood splattered the sand beneath her hooves but it wasn’t Prisma’s but her own coming from a bloody stump that used to be her arm. “AAAAHHHHH!!!” Dusty screamed in pain clutching her arm, looking up at Prisma who wore a smile of absolute glee on her blood splattered face and a blood soaked sword in her left hand. “Y-you’re a Psychopath!”

“Well Duh, I am an assassin who kills at my Alpha’s will,” The lunatic said before plunging her blade into Dusty Dunes.

Doo’s heart. “I wish Alpha was here to see what a loyal servant I am to her will. Oh well time to go to Canterlot and tell Alpha the good news.” She said as her wings spread her shadow bolts suit changing into a business suit and she took off flying toward Manehattan.

Location:a graveyard outside of Canterlot

Time: Early morning

The cool morning air blew leaves across the large graveyard landing at the feet of a tall crimson cloaked figure in a white mask with violet markings. The figure was standing over a gravestone shaped like a star with wings. “Hello my love,” The figure spoke in a voice that showed deep sorrow. “I miss you so much, I wish you were here maybe you could have came up with a better solution than me.”

The figure paused as a certain business suit wearing pegasus landed near by. “Sorry for interrupting master,” Prisma apologized to the figure.

“It is alright, I was just telling her how much I wish she was here,” The masked individual replied before turning to the pegasus. “So I take it the assassination of one Dusty Dunes is compete?”

“Yes Alpha it went off without a hitch,” Prisma said with enthusiasm.

“Good now that step one is done move onto step two take control of the media,” Alpha explained to her assassin. “Go meet Frequency at Tenpony Tower kill everypony inside and follow the plan completely no fuck ups like in the war, got it.”

“Yes ma’am,” the pegasus saluted and took off.

Alpha turned to the grave of her beloved. “I will keep my promise, I will make this world united again,” Alpha said to the grave hoping that they heard her. “And once I keep that promise we will be together again in the afterlife.” that said Alpha teleported away.

Location: Back Alley in Manehattan

Time: Afternoon

Prisma Landed in the alleyway causing some trash to fly into the air. “Frequency are you here,” Prisma called out to the alley. She didn’t hear a reply but when she heard dub-step coming from behind her, she knew she found Frequency. Turning around to face an alabaster unicorn mare with black sunglasses, neon blue rave gear that left very little to the Imagination and a neon pink mane and tail. “Well seems like you are ready to help me infiltrate Tenpony tower, remember I need you to use your bubble of silence spell the building got it.”

Frequency just smiles and nods her head before her horn glows creating a magenta bubble around the massive tower. She then grabs Prisma and teleports them into the Tower inside a broom closet. “Okay stick to the plan you go deal with this dj on the top floor, I will deal with the NCR troops down here and be there as quickly as possible,” Prisma told Frequency who nodded and left the closet with Prisma closely behind.

Immediately they were set upon by the NCR who began firing at the two invaders but it was useless as the mute unicorn conjure a shield around herself. Prisma dodged the bullets with ease and drew her blades. Then proceeded to dice every soldier that crossed their path so fast that they didn’t see her until after she killed them, Once they reached an elevator Prism gave Frequency a security card one of the guards had on their person. “Good luck friend,” the psychotic pegasus told the mute unicorn before she sped off down the hall to kill the reinforcements.

The elevator doors closed on Frequency, sending the mute to the top floor of the tower. Once the elevator stopped at the top floor and the door opened she found a rifle pointed at her face. “So you think you could just waltz on in here and kill me without me putting up a fight,” threatened a grey unicorn mare with a messy electric blue mane and tail, dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans. “You were mistaken,” she said before pulling the trigger only for her rifle to fall apart, “What the Hell?” was all she said before the silent mare touched her head and she lost consciousness.

A few minutes later Prisma arrived at the top floor to find an unconscious Homage and Frequency messing with some of the equipment. “I expected you to be able to handle Homage easily but not that fast, so how are things coming along with the equipment?”

“It is coming along well,” Frequency spoke in a perfect imitation of Homage’s voice. “Though the Equipment is in very bad condition it is a surprise it even lasted this long.”

“Can you make it work?” Prisma asked while nudging the unconscious Homage.

“Of course I can make it work,” The mimicker answered with absolute confidence. “But I would suggest we go through with the rest of the plan so get ready,” Frequency stated as she approached the unconscious dj and placed her hand on her throat, her horn lit up as she used a spell of her own design on the throat of Homage. Once the spell is complete Frequency snapped her fingers waking Homage from her spell.

Homage reacted just as expected by trying to attack the unicorn who put her to sleep but was stopped by a punch to the gut by Prisma. “Wakey wakey sleeping beauty,” Prisma teased as she proceeded to beat Homage. “I’ll stop whenever you tell me too sweet heart,” Prisma said before she began once again with an honest to goodness smile on her face. Homage tried to say something but no sound came out no matter how much she screamed she made no sound. Frequency then stopped the psychotic pegasus.

“Remember Alpha wants her alive,” Frequency reminded the pegasus and in the act horrified Homage at the same time hearing her own voice coming from someone other than her.

“Well alright I will contact Alpha you put her back under your sleep spell.” Prisma Agreed as she pulled out a handheld computer from her back pocket and contacted Alpha. “Alpha we have captured the unicorn Homage as you requested.”

“Good bring her to the Everfree Forest i will be there shortly after I deal with the followers of the Apocalypse,” Alpha informed the assassin through the device. “We will then move on to the hardest step, I will fill you in on the details when the time comes.”

“Anything else?” Prisma asked her superior.

“Yes, inform frequency to monitor all radio waves for any signs of the rogue, we don’t need her interfering with ours plans.”

“Yes ma’am understood,” Prisma then turned off the Computer. “Frequency the boss wants you to monitor the radio waves for any sign of the Rogue.” the white mare just nodded and returned to the equipment. Prisma then turned her attention back to the sleeping form of Homage. “As for you sleeping Beauty, you are coming with me to the Everfree forest and meet the boss if you think I am bad you haven’t seen anything yet.”

END OF PART ONE

Author's Note

Edit: yay derpy lives, and this poor sucker is the one dead..