The Land of Equestia 60 years after the Megaspell Apocalypse

Near Applelosa in the southern desert a big mysteries Sand Storm is brewing.
Like a Twister that doesn't know it's even there or not. After a Big Flash of light the storm vanishes into thin air leaving behind a creature no one ever saw in past or present.

The Human who just arrived stands up on shaky legs and hard breathing.

“What on Earth just happened ? “....“ Where am i..

You look around taking in your surroundings “Where did the highway go?”

All you can See is a Dark Dead Desert looking worse than the Mojave.
In the distance are a view Plataus, dead trees sparsely dot the landscape with the occasional Cactus, what's really weird are the old crop fields dead ore barely alive.

The Ranger Scout you are, you spot a small Town in the distance about 30-40 minutes away.
Checking your gear ”10mm-Silenced” check “44 Magnum” check “my trusted 308 Sniper”

'ok gear in good condition no one stole my Weapons...

You switch to night vision on your helmet and start walking towards the town.
'Ok what in the fucking hell is going on here. This is not the location i was in this morning... you think to yourself

In an instant you stop walking and look at your Pip-Boy confirming its 22:30 not 6:30 like you remember checking last time. “How is that possible did i pass out?”

Now you're mind is racing trying to remember what happened and come up with nothing.
The only thing you can remember was cooking breakfast this morning and you don't feel hungry again then there could not have been that much time have past.

While you walk on a path that could have once been a dirt road from farmers,
Fields mostly dead from times long gone are left and right. “There should be at least some Critters around”

But your hud-compass was empty, this land was the most dead wasteland you ever saw.
Looking at your rad-meter it was just slightly above the usual count.

“Maybe that town there can give some answers” checking your map “what? What's wrong with my map ?!”
Sure enough it was blank and empty, only your surrounding area and the way from the walk the last 10 minutes was map't out. “And what is the Southern Desert”

'on this rate im going nuts....

You arrived near the unknown town witch look’d like some old time western set for a movie.

Taking the .308 Sniper-Rifle and going in a comfortable position for scouting the Town,
You scan for any danger ahead. “Now that's something you don’t see every day”

Around and in the town you can see are walking small horses, which a look like ghoul’s.
The tell-tale signs are all there. Slow shuffling about and blank stares with glowing green eyes.

'Horse ghoul's...fucking...ähm...pony-Ghouls ? At least i could sneak past them, there are not that many...

Packing the Rifle and Taking your 10mm Pistol with Silencer for the task ahead you Sneak towards the first Building at the edge of town.

All the strange ghoul Animals are far enough away to not notice you, looking into the town center there are also a view and smaller versions of the bigger ones.

'Foals? Realy...

For a split second a flashback of a Fight Month ago hits you, where you and your Ranger Comrade’s where swarmed with ghouls.
Half of them long dead children. And you and your team killed them all.
'..not now dammit..' you shake your head and make a break for the next building.

Avoiding the town center now, sneaking past building after building until you find a tall Barn like house where from a view cracks in the wood planks light shines weakly through.

Finding a Side door on the Barn you start to open it just a crack to look for possible danger inside, a supply-room greets you with the promise of good loot and a save place.

The next door is not so promising, slurring and shuffling noises can be heard from the other side.
You ready your weapon and start opening the door only to close it immediately.

'of course there's one right behind the door, just my luck...'

The ghoul thing doesn't seem to have noticed you, an old trick comes to your mind.
Taking a old rusty bolt from your pocket, you open the door again and fling the piece of Metall through the crack,
With a clinging sound it lands in the middle of the room and the ghouls snarl and hiss at the sound. The one in front of the door walks away and you step out like a ghost.

Now there are 3 ghoul's in front of you make short work off. The 'piff' 'piff' 'piff' whisper of your pistol sounds in the room
And the ghouls drop dead forever in the gloom with loud thuds.
That's when you hear a gasp from your right in the big barn center but don't see the source.

You take cover and check your compass, two faint red marks and one blue.
“Hello i know you are there come out and put your weapon away if you have one”
“The ghoul’s are dead, now its save” the only answer you can hear is a whimpering sound like a scared dog just where the blue marker is.
Sneaking forward you start to approach its hiding place noting the campfire pit with a glow from coals and toy’s litter'd around it.

'...oh great a kid...

Standing now in front of a pile of crates gun pointing down you say in a soft voice
“Hey come out please, i know you are hiding behind there”

After a moment a small head with cat like ears poke’s its head out, With big white ghoulish eyes, taking one look at you however makes it shriek in a raspy voice like a prewar ghoul.

”fuck” you jump back Weapon at the ready again.

“Please don’t kill me im not dangerous” 'say what'

“You are one of them?, you can TALK ?” you say

“What do you mean them, i’m just a foal” it says 'what the fucking hell?'
You tray to have an answer for that “you are a ghoul right?”

“Yes”

“And you are a pony like them”

“Yes...you say that like you have never seen a pony before”

“I thought they are just ghoulish animals” you respond with a confused tone

“We are..where Ponys before everything went bad” it say's with a very sad voice

Now you are really baffled, in what kind of crazy shit did you get yourself in this time.
“Ok i don’t know what’s going on, where i am and no i have never seen pony’s before,
At least none that could TALK” '..this is nuts i must be dreaming...'

“All Ponys can talk, at least before they went crazy and Feral” the foal replays

“Ok you are a ghoul a child and a pony, great fucking great i’m talking to an animal”

“Hey i am no Animal !” the foal shouts back at you with clear anger behind it

“Fine sorry, im going to sit down by the fire” walking backwards to the fire pit and around it
You sit down with the foals hiding spot in view “what is the name of this town ?”

“Applelosa” now the little thing peeks over the crate again with fearful eyes

“Don’t be scared ok, i don't think you are a threat” you say

The little pony ghoul now steps closer to the fire-pit in a submissive manner like a scared dog. Its sitting down on the other side of the pit,
Now you can make out what the little ghoul realy looks like. Just like any ghoul its skin is burnt and patchy with almost no fur to speak of.
Its eyes are big and blind looking, even for a ghoul fucking adorable.

Checking your map again the town is now marked as applelosa, in the southern desert.

“Hey kid i only know this region is apparently called the southern desert but my map is all busted and the only location Applelosa now, where in California is that ?”

The little Foal looks with curious eyes at you “what creature are you?”

“I am a human, never heard of it?" you answer and it shakes its head
Now you check the radmeter again, almost zero. You take your helmet and facemask off.

Now you look down at the little ghoul and give it a warm smile. It chocks its head to one side.
“You look weird” 'says the pony-foal-ghoul...' you give it a deadpan stare
“Sorry” it says

“Its ok kiddo its a strange day for the both of us” you give a little laugh, which also shows some teeth.
But that gives an unexpected reaction, it shuffle’s back quick with its ears pinned back.

Trembling the little thing stares with fear again “you are a predator” it whispers in a shaky raspy voice

“Oh, well if you don’t bite me then i don’t bite you ok?” a pause and awkward silence follows

“Ok, i don’t think i'm healthy anyway” it gives a timed chuckle and moves closer again

“So do you know what the Name of this Land is? You ask

“Equestria, and what is California?

“You never heard of California ? I never heard of Equestria before” 'Now what'

“No, is that a pip-buck? Looking with interest at your..”it's called Pip-Boy Kiddo” you answer

Now the little foal gives you a deadpan look “im sure that's a stable-tec Pip-buck”

“Wait Stable-Tec? You mean Vault-Tec” it shakes its head “nuhah Stable-Tec”

“I should know my aunte Applebloom designed the stable’s and the Pib-Bucks for Stable-Tec!”

'..i think im nuts...im dreaming yes a stupid dream..' you give the kid another deadpan stare while you think about all of that.

“Is this some kind of stupid dream, or alternate reality bulshit or are you just fucking with me”

“No i am telling you the truth honest, look behind you” the foal gives you a serious look

You turn around and do a double take.
On the wall are posters just like you know them, but with pony's on them.

The kid pipes up “see there on the far right is my aunt Applejack and Applebloom with her friend Scootaloo”
Sure enough there on the poster is a logo similar to Vault-Tec with three colorful pony's on them.
Beneath there's a caption “Stable-Tec Stable 2 construction in Ponyville Completed”
Behind the Ponys is a trademark Vault-Tec Vault door with a 2 painted on it.

The next Poster shows in all its propaganda glory just with a Flag you never seen before and a pony version of the T-51 power armor. “Join the Steal Ranger’s Today!”

Next is a poster that looks more like the advertisement for a child’s cartoon, with a pink pony
And the most creepy grin ever “Ministry of Moral - Pinky Pie is watching You FOREVER”

The last one has a picture of the orange pony from before but in a business suit
“Ministry of Wartime Technology - join the war effort today”

Now you look back to the foal sitting before you with a fakend look like you had seen a ghost.
“Unbelievable, where the hell am i”

“I just told you, in Equestria the town of Appleosa” *snikker* “Mister you are weird”

“Says the pony-ghoul” you deadpan “is there some more firewood?” you ask

“I get some” the foal runs of to a pile of wood nearby

After both of you got the fire going again, you get something out to eat and drink.
“So far as i know ghouls don’t eat or drink but want some?” you ask

“Nah i don’t need it”

“Can you tell me how long it’s past the Bombs, you know the Apocalypse” you ask

“I don't really know how many years have past since the Megaspells hit”

“Megaspells” you raise an eyebrow on that

“You know craboom!” it makes a gesture with its hoofs like a mushroom cloud

“Oh yeah that” you give a sigh “Megaspell” you deadpan “next thing you tell me magic is real”

“Well duh!” the foal deadpans at you '....that little shitter Sirius ?!?...'

You take another look around the barn and find a hayloft on a second lvl with a ladder.
“Ok kiddo i’m going up there and sleep, we can talk more tomorrow”

“Oh ok good Night, my name is Corn Seed by the way” he tells you “Ranger Marco Smith” you answer

You pick up your gear and head for a good night’s rest even tho you might have just gotten up 2 hours ago, but you need time to think.

Author's Note

thank you for reading, this is my first story ever so don't be shy to voice your opinion and critic.