"This is an automated broadcast from the Brighton Power Plant, energy fluctuations have been detected in reactor 3 from possible damage. All residents within 25 miles of the plant are to evacuate. this message will repeat. 241."
--Automated Emergency Broadcast South easter Equestria.

Date: August 9th 1666 CC
Time: 12:50
Name: Micro
Location: Biohazard Containment Division Lab 43, Baltimare

Professor Micro sat in his office of the lab he had run expertly for the last 4 years when his predecessor retired from the BCD do to age and chose Micro as his a replacement, a fact the pegasus took great pride in as a professor position was not something that comes along everyday in their line of work.

Micro had done his best to live up to that decision and he felt he had surpassed them as his lab had handled some of the most concerning outbreaks to be recorded and had taken exceptional pride in his public relations initiative that saw BCD doctors when not busy assisting local medical personnel with viral outbreaks and bringing their expertise and resources to the general public outside of deadly outbreaks while of course maintaining strict sanitation defenses for all BCD personnel.

Though things had changed with the Unknown Subjects came from the sky and began spreading something the BCD had never been able to contain, violence. The BCD went into full red alert, more high profile Labs went into full lockdown to maintain containment for their high level samples.

Lower level labs such as Lab 43 were put in standby mode till further information could be obtained through Unknown Subject acquisition, an effort that was proving to be more difficult than usual.

A chime sounded from Professor Micros computer drawing his attention to an alert that came up and after checking a few things he did something BCD researchers don't usually do when in standby.

He removed his hood and gas mask, placing the mask on the desk beside the computer as he input several more commands. A small light turning on to indicate the camera above the monitor was now active and recording.

“This is Professor Micro, BCD Lab 43, personnel log.” Micro spoke clearly and professionally

“At approximately 0900 hours this morning August 9th 1088 Celestial Calendar unknown Subjects appeared across Equestria unleashing violence the likes we have never seen before in the history of our institution and all efforts have been deployed to provide aid as best as we can.”

“At approximately 1030 hours perimeter alarms were tripped and upon investigation Citizens in Distress had gained entrance to the outer lobby area seeking refuge from Unknown Subject assault on the city of Baltimare. It was a unanimous decision by all onsite personnel to break Standby Order and render aid to CiDs bringing them into Lab 43 to provide needed medical attention.”

“Over the next few hours further contact with multiple CiDs was made as they arrived at the lab’s perimeter and aid was being rendered to the best of our abilities. Medical records are being acquired and saved as fast as we can receive them to provide proper aid and back up treatment.”

With this Professor Micro connected his log to the security feed of the medical bay and silently observed as his fellow doctors worked rapidly and expertly to tend to the CiDs. “We currently have 37 CiDs present on site ranging in ages of 66 years and 9 years of age with injuries ranging from minor scratches to severe energy burns requiring extensive surgery to attempt to repair.”

Professor Micro ended the connection to the feed and his face returned to the center of the screen. “All treatment is being input into the system as it becomes available as per protocols of all treatments rendered.”

Professor Micros' eyes were drawn to another alert that appeared on the corner of his screen and he clicked off it before returning his attention to the camera before him. “As the record will show even with being a low level lab we contain one Class 3 Sample known as Zantian Fever, while not overly deadly the virus is highly virulent and can take several months for infected individuals to recover…”

“The time is currently 1258 hours and several minutes ago as the system will show I was alerted to a very serious matter….” With this Professor Micro connected another feed to his log.

This feed was from the external lobby camera, the feed was showing static indicating the camera or its connections were damaged. Before it showed a sparsely decorated lobby with minimal furnishing, a simple desk and a few windows showing the street beyond. Much of the simple furniture as well as the walls showed multiple large bullet holes caused by the lab's external defense systems.to the side of the feed multiple Unknown Subjects were slowly cutting their way through the external door of the lab’s airlock.

“Unknown Subjects have proven to be most focused on breaching the lab’s inner perimeter…..I have chosen not to share this information with my fellow doctors so that they may focus on provided the aide needed to ease the suffering of the CiDs and disabled internal alarms……I….want to go on record in that my fellow doctors have acted with exemplary professionalism in this uncertain time and I am forwarding a recommendation for full commendation on this fact along with this log explaining the reasoning as i do not have time for individual recommendations before the Airlock is breached and full sanitation protocols are automatically initiated and containment of all samples is ensured…..containment must be maintained……”

Professor Micro saw another alert and looked back to the camera. “This is Professor Micro signing off and transmitting all records to off site backup storage.” With that the camera turned off.

Five minutes after Professor Micro finished his log Biohazard Containment Divisions Lab 43’s containment fail safes were initiated and the Baltimare streets shook as within half a second Lab 43 and everything within it ceased to exist.

Author's Note

Been a while since I've been able to write anything and I have to say it feels good to do so again.