I open my eyes to the cottage in view, smiling as I walk towards the humble abode. I say hello to all the animals that I walk by who which wave back and speak in the animal sounds they make. I see Fluttershy weirdly sitting in the lawn, slowly clawing at the dirt. I trot over to her and ask "Hey Flutters, What are you doing?" She ignores me as she continues to dig at the dirt with her hooves so I try again "Umm, Fluttershy? Are you okay"

This time she looks back but I wish she didn't, Her left eye was hanging from the socket and her jaw was missing. She was trying to pick what remained up of her lower jaw off the ground as she began to cry and gurgle cries for help. I go into panic mode and try to go to her side but everything turns black before a small light shines down in front of me with a dog bowl in the middle, the name 'Lulu' imprinted on the side.

Pictures of a black Yorkie dog run through my mind as I walk up to the bowl and pick it up before looking around the abyss. A faint barking is heard in the shadows so I look up to see the same dog that was from my memories right in front of me, the dog... no, MY dog sat down and wagged her tail as she looked at me with her tongue hanging out.

I smile as I feel my eyes tear up with the reunion of my dog but as I go to her, she disintegrates into ashes and ember right before me. I look at the pile of ash in front of me as I feel my heart shatter, I began to sob as I laid down next to the pile of ashes that was my dog and started to release all of the pent-up emotions that I kept in for years. My sobs died down to whimpers as I clumsily stand back up and wipe the tears from my eyes before looking back up to see the harsh ruins of Moscow, Russia.

My stare is attracted to all the building before I look down at myself to see that I am a Human again, I sigh before trekking on to the wasteland that was once my home. A glint of metal against light catches my eye as I look towards a rusty military Humvee, I cautiously step towards the vehicle to see a worn MP-443 Grach with 3 magazines sitting beside it. I pick up the handgun and see another mag in the gun itself so that makes 4 magazines, I pull the slide back slightly to see that it's fully loaded and ready so I release the slide and slide it into the waistband of my jeans.

I walk around the crumbling streets for what feels like hours before I come across 3 bandits looting a red pickup truck, I crouch down next to some sandbags and wait for them to go away. After 5 minutes I peak over my cover to see that the group was gone so I go to get up but I am kicked in the back, stopping me from standing up. I flip over and draw out my handgun before firing 3 bullets into my assailant, making him fall back with a trio of bullet holes in his chest.

Some yelling is heard so I stand back up to see 5 more thugs running toward me while firing their assault rifles at me so I duck back down, almost hit in the head by a bullet as it whizzes over my head. I pop out of cover before setting my sights on an opponent to my right and firing off 4 shots, 2 missing while one hits him in the leg and another hits him in the lung.

I take deep breathes to calm myself down before I run out of cover and fire 2 more bullets, both of them missing but causing the remaining foes to duck back behind cover. I slide into a rusty car and use it for protection as bullets begin to ping off the rusted metal or go straight through, nearly missing me. I stand up and fire another shot towards one of the thugs hiding behind a piece of rubble which went straight through his head.

I slide over the car hood before crouching behind a concrete roadblock, bits of concrete begin to shower over me as pieces of my cover are trimmed away by bullets. When the barrage of bullets pause, I stand back up and see two enemies trying to advance but are caught in my crosshairs so I unload 5 bullets upon then, 2 of them hitting one of the guys to my right and 3 hitting the one to my left. I crouch back down, just in time before the next volley of bullets coming my way.

Adrenaline pumping through my veins, I make a mad dash to the final bandit who was hiding behind a rusty SUV. I slip around the vehicle and surprise him by my sudden appearance before I shoot him once in the head. I look around at the downed thugs to see one trying to crawl away but was having a tough time doing so, I slowly walk up to him before emptying 3 more bullets into his back. The slide on my pistol locks back meaning the clip is empty, I sigh as I press the mag release causing the empty magazine to slide out before I shakily pull out another mag from my pocket and sliding it into the MP-443.

A sudden coughing fit erupts from my throat, the coughing goes on for about a minute before it stops. I take a few seconds to catch my breath before I spit out some mucus and continue to walk where my gut takes me, Another hour of walking goes by before I come across a small townhouse complex, memories of my childhood house passing by me like windows as I step onto the property. The temperature seemed to drop as my sight rested upon a single house. I slowly make my way up to the rotting house before looking through one of the windows which was connected to the kitchen, seeing no activity inside.

I walk up to the decaying door and slowly push it open and walk inside, I sigh as I slowly walk into the living room. A flat-screen TV was mounted to the wall as a grey couch sat from across the room with a rotten coffee table between the two. I sat down on the couch which caused dust and ash to puff into the air, I lean forward and plant my face into my hands as I let a long sigh. I sat there in thought for a few minutes before I feel someone take a seat beside me, I look up and turn my head to the right to see Luna with a saddened face.

She began to slowly rub my back with her hoof as I slowly morph back into a pony before I hear more hoofsteps to my left so I look to see my friends and Princess Celestia standing there with depressed expressions, even Pinkie's mane and tail was straight and darker than usual. I am soon tackled by a yellow blur so I look down to see Fluttershy sobbing into my chest, mumbling about how she's sorry and wishes she could help more. I hold Flutters close as I feel tears slowly rolling down my cheeks, Everypony else soon enters into a group hug except for Celestia who looks at me with sympathy.

Everything fades to black as I hear a rough male voice say "And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts and I looked, and behold a pale horse and the name that sat on him was death, and hell followed with him"

Author's Note

This chapter will be clearer in later chapters as its more deeper than a dream.

Based on a real dream I had.