Equestria of the Dead

Fleur and Rotor found themselves at a nice sized clothing shop within a shopping center. After searching the place extensively, and finding no signs of zombies, Fleur was now free to look around for anything that might fit which was great for Rotor as the poor guy didn't know just how much more of her teasing he could take. As if on cue, Fleur walked up to him wearing clothes that clung to her body; specifically, tight black pants, and a white tank top that looked as though her breasts were about to rip through them if she wasn't careful. She had to be doing this to him on purpose, he just knew it. Giving him a wink, she passed him up while moving her hips in such a way that her ass jiggled a bit. "Lord, help me." he thought as he followed her to the jeep. Driving off, they continued on their way; looking at all the abandon buildings and how there were clear signs of looting.

"I just don't get it." said Fleur. "Why is it when there's a disaster, people resort to looting? It's not like any of that stuff is gonna help them."

"You got me." Rotor answered. "I'd understand if it was something to help fight off these zombies, but TVs, shoes, and electronics? Makes no sense." Looking back at Fleur, Rotor took glances at her slightly bounce breasts before looking away. Fleur had a sharp eye, and knew he was looking at her; just the way she wanted. Ever since she lost that bet with him at the airport, she wanted him touch her again, but unfortunately, they've been getting sent on missions after missions and haven't really had time to rest. Even last night when they were on the road, nothing really happened since the place they were in was crawling with zombies. "Say, Rotor." she started. "Think you could do a favor for me?"

"What's that?" he asked.

"You'll know once we get there." she chuckled seductively.

There was a thought that entered Rotors mind; not helped by seductive look on Fleur's face. IF what he thought was going to happen, was REALLY going to happen, then he considered himself to be the luckiest bastard in existence. First he gets assigned to Fleur's squad, becomes her second in command, gets to fondle her breasts, and now there's a possibility that he's about to get laid. Unfortunately, his plans for her would have to be put on hold as they came across a small group of people running for their lives; sounds of gunshots echoing behind them. With a shared nod exchange, Rotor readied his rifle just as Fleur stepped on the gas. The two of them believed that it was another gang attacking, but when they got to the intersection of the street, they wished it was gang related. In front of them was a horde of zombies, about 50 or so, and two people, armed with hand guns, fighting them off so the others could escape. To say that these guys were terrible shots wouldn't do it justice, they were down right awful; missing their targets and hitting everything but. They were gonna get overrun if this keeps up.

Rotor jumped from the jeep and opened fire; hitting at least a dozen of them in the head. While he was handling them, Fleur looked out towards the other side of the intersection and just as much, if not, more zombies heading straight towards them. "Shit!" she said; quickly unfastening her seatbelt. She stood up, pulled out a hand gun that was in the back of her pants, and fired one shot. The bullet flew in a straight line, right through ten zombies killing them all instantly. She fired another shot killing more of them only to look at the north side of the intersection to see even more of them coming. "ROTOR, FALL BACK!" she yelled. Seeing the danger, Rotor motioned for the other two to get in the jeep with them. All three got in and Fleur accelerated in reverse; only turning around once there was enough distance.

"There's a supermarket just right there." one of the men said. "That's where we're headed."

All the people running, all made it inside the store. They were about to close it up when Fleur pulled in. All four jumped out of the jeep and headed inside. Closing the door, they locked it and barricaded it with whatever they could find. Pretty soon, the entire area was crawling with the undead who was just walking around. Fleur moved to take a look through the window and saw how each zombie was just walking about. She took a couple steps back away from the window to avoid the risk of alerting them. Judging by how their walking about, they appear to have no idea where they are, or rather, where anything is. It as if their blind or something.

"Great, now what?" said a random man. "We just sit here until they get us?!"

"Isn't there a back exit we could use?" asked a random woman.

Just about everyone started to make their way to the back area with some taking the opportunity to stock up on some supplies. The back area was filled with stock, barely any room to move, and just overall cluttered. All the way at the end, was a large roll up door where the trucks unload and near that was the emergency exit. Of the survivors was about to pull on it, but was stopped by Fleur. "Hold on. You open that door and the alarm might go off." she warned. "Lets look around for a screwdriver or something to disable it." Some of the survivors did just that; going off to search the backroom for anything that could be used to take out the alarm. Eventually, they found a screwdriver and brought it back to Fleur. She went to work unscrewing the alarm and removing the battery. There was a small chain wrapped around the door handle and a small pole on the wall that was held together by a small zip tie. Fleur broke it off, and opened the door, however, upon doing that, she was greeted by a horde of zombies just standing there; leaving completely surrounded with no way to escape. She carefully closed the door and turned back to face everyone. "There's a hold horde of'em behind the store." she explained.

"So we're trapped here?" one of them asked.

"Afraid so." she answered. With nothing more they could do, the group left the back room and returned to the front of the store where they broke the bad news to everyone else. While the survivors were all worrying on what to do now, Fleur pulled Rotor to the side to talk in private. "We should call home base to evac everyone from here." he suggested.

"Yeah, but first we need to figure out how without losing anyone to those zombie bastards out there." she replied.

"How about the roof?" he suggested.

"Can we even get up there from inside the store?" Fleur wondered.

"Only one way to find out." Rotor said as he took her hand. The two of them snuck away together towards the other side of the store. They found themselves in the produce section and went to the back area there. There was a large roll up door for the truck and few pallets of refrigerated stuff that was sure to be no good. They split up; going on opposite sides of the area to cover more ground. Rotor found himself going into a hallway that looked to connect itself somewhere; possibly to the other stock room. Rotor traveled along the path looking for a way to get to the roof. He made it the middle of the area when he came upon a ladder leading upwards to the ceiling. Wondering if this could be their way to get to the roof, he climbed it; going all the way up until he made it to the ceiling where he was right next to a door. Grabbing the latch, it opened it and was met with the bright gaze of the sun. Rotor had made it to the roof. At that point, could hear Fleur calling out to him. "Hey, up here!" he called. "I found a way to the roof!"

Fleur looked up just in time to see Rotor climbing through the opening. She followed up after him; climbing the ladder and making it top side with him. The two of them walked over to the front of the store and were horrified that now there seemed to be even more zombies than before; it was like an ocean. "Where the hell are they coming from?" Fleur asked.

"You got me." Rotor answered. It was then, Rotor noticed something odd about the undead creatures, specifically, how they moved. While some were just standing about, the rest seemed to be walking into things without realizing they were there. Fleur started to notice it too; especially when one of the zombies continuingly walked into a parking sign as though it was trying to pass through it. "Are....Are these things blind?" Rotor asked.

"Looks like it." Fleur responded.

"But how could that be when they followed us here?" he asked. That was a valid question. When they were at the airport helping civilians escape, they've killed numerous amounts of these things, and they always knew where their victims were. The more Fleur thought about it, the more she started to wonder if something else was at play. She started look around on the roof for something she could use to test her theory. "What are you doing?" Rotor asked.

"Rotor, stay there for a minute, i'll be back." she said before heading back to the door. Rotor watched as disappeared back into the store. Looking back into the parking lot, Rotor could only watch as the zombies surrounded their jeep and continued to walk into it.

A few minutes had passed before Fleur returned to the room with a hammer in hand. He wondered just what it was she was going to do with that, and quickly got an answer. Fleur took aim and threw the hammer as hard as she could; hitting and smashing the window of an old looking van. Rotor was about to say something, but Fleur simply rose her hand to stop him and just pointed down below. The two watched as all the zombies turned their attention towards the van and started moving towards it. Bumping into it and each other, the zombies were like flies to the bug zapper. "They ARE blind." Fleur said in amazement. "And their sense of hearing is how they find their victims."

"We should relay this message to the others, as well home base." Rotor suggested. Rotor reached into his back pocket and pulled out a special device in order to contact their home base while Fleur headed back into the store to inform everyone of their discovery.

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Fleur had just came from one of the isles just in time to see the survivors looking at the window at the undead. She gasped as one of them started to remove the barricade and open the door. "No, wait!" she called; running over. "Don't open the door!"

"Look, all the zombies are leaving." said one of the survivors.

"No they're not." she said. "They're just moving to one side of the parking lot, and then it's not even all of them. If you just wait a little while longer, help will be on the way."

"How do you know that?" asked a female survivor. "Who are you?"

"Colonel Fleur De Lis of the Equestrian Self Defense Force!" she said while saluting. "My mission is to find and evacuate any and all survivors we come across! Rotor is on the roof right now call for assistance. Just wait a little while longer." Most of the survivors could believe their luck, while three of them were skeptical; especially seeing that the zombies were moving to one side of the parking lot.

"Why should we wait, and gives these things a chance to regroup?" one of them said. "We should head out now while there's a clearing."

"Need I remind you, the entire building is surrounded." Fleur argued. "They're moving, yes, but compared to what we just saw out there, there's no where to go. The only way to get everyone out of here safely, is to be air lifted out." Fleur could tell just be looking at the three skeptics, that they weren't going to listen. Usually, crap like this happens in movies or tv shows, where there's at least one dumbass who refuses to listen to reason and ends either getting killed in the end, or get just about everyone except the main characters killed before dying themselves, and Fleur found herself dealing with three of them.

"And who's to say they'll even come?" said the second skeptic. "We'll all probably be dead by the time they get here once those creatures figure out where we are."

"They won't, as long as you don't alert them." she said.

"What are you talking about?" asked a female survivor.

Fleur explain what she and Rotor had discovered about the zombies while on the roof. Her explanation caused the three skeptics to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. The zombies are blind and yet knows where everyone is due to whatever sounds they make? She was clearly making this up. By the looks the others were giving her, Fleur knew that they were finding it hard to believe, hell SHE found it hard to believe until she tested the theory out. Just then, Rotor showed up noticed there was some slight tension in the area. "Evac is on the way. It'll be here in about twenty to thirty minutes." he said. "What's....going on?"

"I'm trying to convince these guys not to leave." Fleur explained.

"Yeah, I wouldn't go out there if I were you." Rotor warned.

"And why's that?" asked the first skeptic. Rotor just pointed outside at what looked to be an all new horde of zombies making their way over. It looked to be twice as many as before, with all of them bumping into or attempting to walk through one another just to get somewhere. Clearly, if they attempted to leave even with the small gap, they'd be overrun by this new horde. "Where did they come from?" asked a male survivor.

"Your guess is as good as mine." Rotor replied. "But right now, everyone needs to head to the roof, cause when the choppers come, there's no telling how these creatures will react." The survivors began mummering amongst themselves as they started to believe that what Fleur told them was actually true, while the three skeptics were annoyed that their window of opportunity closed in on them before they had the chance to act on it. If only this woman hadn't stopped them, then everyone would've out of there; maybe half way out of the city. Now they have to wait for a rescue that might not even show up. One by one, everyone started to follow Rotor towards the back while the three skeptics watched. Reluctantly, they too followed after everyone.

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Before long, the entire group of survivors were soon on the roof of the supermarket where they saw the full extent of how many zombies were around them. However the three skeptics believed that there was still a way out of this situation, and that there was no need to stay here any longer.

"It's a good thing you showed up when you did, otherwise there'd be a huge problem." Fleur said after pulling Rotor aside.

"Yeah, about that." he replied. "What was up with those three?"

"Let's just say they were about to do something stupid that would've gotten just about everyone killed." she explained. "We can only hope they won't try to convince everyone to jump over to the next building or something."

"I highly doubt they'd make it anyway; too much of a gap." Rotor replied. "Anyway, as for us, we to worry about our escape plan. Once the choppers get here, it's gonna set these things off."

"What do you think we should do?" she asked.

"They're gonna make a clearing for us, so we'll have to make to the jeep before even more of these things show back up." he explained.

"Guess the best and fastest way to do that is to jump." she said while looking over the ledge. "Based on where it is, we should be able to make it, from there, it's just a matter of driving out of here without being slowed down by these walking corpses."

"After this, we're still heading to the mall, right?" he asked.

"Of course we are." Fleur replied. While the two of them conversed on what to do next, the three skeptics were working on a plan of their own. Walking to the other side of the building, they noticed the store behind them had no zombies surrounding it. If they could find a way to get there, then there be no need to wait for any helicopters that may, or may not come. They couldn't jump over due to the large gap, but since there wasn't any zombies on the bottom, all they needed to do was find a way down, and a few seconds later, they found one. There was a drop ladder about a foot away from them, and with even more luck, at the bottom, there appeared to be a hole in the fence that separated the two properties. All they had to do was climb down, cross over, and they're home free. One of them grabbed the latch and pulled on the lever; causing the ladder to drop down with made a clanking noise that not only caught everyone's attention, but the a small group of zombies that were nearby.

"What was that?" Fleur asked as she turned towards the direction the noise came from. Her eyes widen in shock the second she saw the three skeptics make an attempt to climb down the ladder. "What are they doing?!" she asked.

"Hey, wait!" Rotor called.

The men didn't listen, and one by one, they took the ladder down right before Fleur and Rotor got to them. "Look, there's no zombies back here, they're all at the front of the store!" one of them called before pointing. "If we go through here, we'll be in the next parking lot and away from these creatures!" The other survivors came over to see what they were talking about, but before any of them had the chance to say anything, there was a sound in the distance that caused all of them to look up. It was just what Rotor had said, help was on the way.

"You guys better get up here right now!" Rotor said with urgency. "Once those choppers get here, who knows how the zombies will react!"

"You're still on about these things using sound to find us?!" the second skeptic replied. "That makes no sense. You're basically saying we need to be quite at all times!" While they were arguing, the choppers were getting closer and closer which alerted the undead. All at once, the zombies lifted their heads up and started moving towards the sounds of the choppers. Problem is, the sounds of the choppers were echoing which caused all of the undead to move about in all directions. Some of which started to push up against the windows of the building until they finally broke through. Thankfully, everyone was on the roof...well...almost everyone. It wouldn't be long before the undead swarmed around right at the three skeptics who's loud voices were sure to invite them over. "Alright, i'll get these idiots while you see to everyone's evacuation." Rotor suggested.

Fleur was against this idea and want to just leave those idiots to their fate, but didn't have time to debate it. "Fine, but if things start to get bad down there, you come back up here. That's an order!"

"Roger that." he replied before beginning to climb down the ladder.

"Alright, everyone, follow me!" Fleur announced; leading everyone away.

Rotor had made it to the ground just as the first chopper flew overhead where the three skeptics notice an aerial machinegun mounted on it. Believing that they were just there to wipe out all the zombies, they started to continue on with their plan. "Hold it!" Rotor called out; running out in front of them.

"Get outta our way!" one of the said.

"What is wrong with you guys?! Help is literally right there, and you want to run off and get yourselves killed?!" Rotor yelled.

"It's just one chopper, and they're probably just gonna shoot out all the zombies in front anyway." said the third skeptic.

"There's more on the way! They're right behind it!" Rotor argued.

"Then they can pick us up in the clearing once all the zombies are dead!" argued the second skeptic.

"The noise from the choppers will....!" Rotor started.

"UGH! Again with that crap?!" said the first skeptic. "If the zombies were blind, which they aren't, then they wouldn't be able to navigate so well. They wouldn't know our exact location every time we've managed to get away from them, and you expect us to believe that it's because we're making too much noise?!"

"If that was the case, then they'd be here already?!" the second skeptic as he walked up to Rotor. "If help IS coming like you said, then they can pick us up in the next parking lot since it's empty!" Placing a hand on Rotor's shoulder, the second skeptic pushed him aside. "Now get out of the wa.......!" The second skeptic was suddenly grabbed by a zombie that came through the fence. The others didn't even notice it was there until it was too late. Rotor turned around just in time to see a group of them making their way over. Acting quickly, he pulled out his gun and put a bullet in the undead creature's head.

"Get to the roof, NOW!" he ordered. Right after his statement, three more zombies came in through the fence. One of them grabbed the third skeptic, pulled him in, and bit down on his shoulder before Rotor had the chance to fire off a single round.

"NO!" yelled the first skeptic as he attempted to pull his friend away. The turned out to be his ultimate mistake as right when he grabbed his friend, one of the other zombies moved in and bit down hard on his arm. A loud scream of pain filled the area as blood gushed from him. Rotor grabbed the third skeptic and practically threw him into the ball of the building; ordering him to climb the ladder right now. Turning back at the other two, they were transforming into the living dead right before Rotor's eyes. Taking aim, he fired two rounds; putting a bullet in both their heads. It was a mercy killing, though they may have been idiots, no one deserves a fate like that. The third skeptic began climbing up first, only to be stopped when one of the undead creatures grabbed his leg. He yelled and attempted to kick it away which caught Rotor's attention. "NO!" he yelled and ran over. He was about to fire, but had to quickly move as the zombies nearly caught him. "They move slow, but you don't pay attention, they're all over you like locust." he thought.

"NO! NO! GET AWAY, GET AWAY!" yelled the third skeptic as he continued to kick the zombie. His screaming was causing even more of them to head his way. Before he knew it, there were about six of them reaching to grab him. He was able to kick one of them in the head, causing it to stumble backwards, but that only left him open for another to get him. With both of his legs now caught, he struggled to get free, but the strength of the undead was just too great. Rotor, shot a few of them in the head before making an attempt to get to the man who struggled to keep his grip on the ladder as he was being pulled to his death. "NO! I DON'T WANNA DIE, PLEASE GOD!" he yelled. Unfortunately, the zombies' grips were too strong, and he was pulled from the ladder towards the ground where they dogpiled on top of him. His screams of terror filled the area as he was torn limb from limb, with regret being his final thought. Seeing as he failed in his attempt to bring all three men back, Rotor made a break for it; heading to the ladder and climbing up before any of the zombies had a chance to get to him. "Those goddamn idiots!" he muttered. "It didn't have to end that way."

Rotor made it back to the roof just in time to see the last of the survivors board the chopper. Fleur was relieved to see that he made it, but knew by the look on his face that things didn't go well. Giving the pilots the go ahead, the door closed and the choppers started to ascend into the air. Meanwhile, the chopper with the minigun took aim and fired upon the sea of zombies; cutting them down like weeds in a garden. Blood and body parts flew everywhere as they were mowed down within seconds. Some of the parked cars were hit buy the bullets as well, causing a few of them to explode; killing even more of the undead in their path. The chopper stopped firing and all that was left was a sea of dismembered bodies. Fleur gave a hand signal and that was the chopper's que to leave. "We better hurry before more show up." she suggested. The two of them located their jeep, and in one move, leapt from the roof and landed right in their vehicle. As Fleur turned the ignition, she turned towards Rotor who looked angry. "You alright?" she asked.

"Those damn idiots." he said; clutching his fist.

"You did what you could." she reassured; placing a hand over his. "It's not your fault. "

"Yeah." he said; not feeling that much better. As Fleur started to drive off, she gave Rotor's hand a gentle squeeze; knowing that this was probably going to follow him for a while.