Chapter One Another normal day in ponyville
Chapter 1: Another Day in Ponyville…?
It was a normal day in Ponyville, if you can call Ponyville normal, the ponies where working hard, the pegasi where clearing the sky for a gorgeous sunny day, and a very rambunctious baby dragon was busy reshelving the library for the umpteenth time. “Man, twilight sure reads a lot of books, I’m pretty sure she has read all of these at least twice.” Just then there was a repeated knocking from the library’s door, “yeah, yeah I’m coming” Spike replied as he descended the ladder he was precariously perched on. When he opened the door before him stood a sickly looking colt with a grey coat, a tattered mane, and glazed eye. “Hey, um… are you ok?” stammered the baby dragon. The colt didn’t reply instead he staggered forward and pinned spike to the ground. “Agghhh! Get off of me!” spike yelped. The colt ignored his pleas, and proceeded to bite spikes shoulder, tearing a chunk of flesh from the defenseless dragon. ”AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!” Yelled the terrified young dragon.
Meanwhile, Twilight was then rudely interrupted from her reading of, the complete encyclopedia of all griffon knowledge by the screams of her favorite assistant. Twilight quickly proceeded down the stairs to see the turmoil of the young dragon. After viewing the predicament twilight’s horn began glowing luminescent lavender, using her magic, she threw the deranged colt off of spike. “YOU BASTARD!” the colt hit the wall, but quickly rose and limped angrily toward the enraged unicorn. Twilight however quickly recovered from the shock of the cannibals rally and with another burst of magic, she imprisoned the colt in a magical cage. She then hurried to where spike lay on the floor in a pool of his own blood, panic slowly consuming her. “SPIKE, can you hear me?” unfortunately the dragon could not reply he could only manage a slight moan, more of a murmur. “Spike try and stay still I’m going to try and get some help!” she used her magic once again and took the encaged colt into her room and locked the door.
Transition-town
“EVERYBODY TAKE SHELTER! THE STREETS AREN'T SAFE” Yelled the frantically shaking pink pony. Twilight tried to rush through town square but was distracted by her friends panicking
“Pinkie pie? You've got to help me spike was attacked by some…some sort cannibal!” Stuttered the purple and very anxious pony.
“Oh that sounds bad, is he ok? Is he bleeding out right now? I wonder if he sees the light. Where is he? Do you need some help?” Pinkie pie quizzed still managing to keep a smile only showing her concern in her eyes.
“I mean my pinkie sense has been going nonstop since this morning I’ve tried to warn everypony but they’re just not listening uuuhhhh!” Pinkie exclaimed at speeds only she could possibly obtain.
“Pinkie pie I don’t have any time for this. I need to get to the hospital immediately!” Said Twilight stomping her hoof on the ground.
“Oh? Well that’s too bad… and if you’re looking for the hospital you’re going the wrong way.”
“WHAT!”
“Yeah the hospital is the other way,” said pinkie pie pointing in almost the completely opposite direction.
“How did…. How did I miss that?” exclaimed the baffled unicorn
“Oh I’m sure you were just in a panic. Well we better get going.” Said the pink pony as she bounced off in the direction of the hospital. Twilight did not reply instead she simply followed her friend at full speed. As they approached the hospital they noticed an abnormal amount of ill ponies. Twilight ignored the large crowd of ponies and ran straight to the nearest doctor.
“Nurse Redheart, you’ve got to help me spike has been attacked!” stated twilight.
“Yeah, him and half of the town.” The nurse said sympathetically.
“What? What’s going on?” asked Twilight.
“Well, apparently a group of cannibals or some other sort of group has attacked the town; it seems like half the Ponyville is at the hospital. So I’m sorry sweetie, but we can’t help you.”
“Hey, what about Fluttershy, I’m sure she can help. I mean she’s always taking care of cute little critters anyway Right so I’m sure she’ll be happy to lend a hoof.” Interjected pinkie pie.
“Hey good idea pinkie.” Announced Twilight.
Twilight and pinkie pie headed off to Fluttershys at break neck speed.
Transition-Fluttershy’s house
“Oh my, I hope that everyone will be okay.” Said the frightened yellow pony.
“Okay they will be, as long as they flee.” Proclaimed Zecora
“Shouldn’t we try to at least warn them?” Worried Fluttershy.
“Don’t fret and don’t fuss, soon enough they will come to us.”
“Are you sure about that?” Questioned Fluttershy. Just then as if on cue the door burst open. Twilight and pinkie pie rushing through.
“Fluttershy You’ve got to help me! Spike got bitten, and the cannibal, and the hospital, and and…“panted Twilight.
“Calm down Twilight just tell me what happened. That is if you want too?” pleaded Fluttershy.
“I’m sorry to say spike can’t be saved, through this a cruel twist of fate.” Zecora announced solemnly. Twilight’s horn started to glow again using her magic to angrily lifted Zecora off the ground.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN (HE CAN’T BE SAVED)?” Roared Twilight.
“Once bitten by this curse, things get much much worse. His mind will fade, and his body will decay, bringing the baby dragon to the end of his days.” Calmly rhymed Zecora.
Twilight put Zecora down. Twilight then sat down and cried nothing else mattered to her right now. Just the lonely thought of Spike leaving her life forever. Her assistant practically her family no he was her family and now he was going to die?
“Twilight I know your upset but maybe if it would be okay you should let me tell you and pinkie what’s going on if that’s ok?” asked Fluttershy.
“You know what’s going on?” pinkie pie said with an excitement buzzing through her.
“Yes, Zecora just explained it to me before you burst in…”
“Once this plague rolled through my land, and that is why here I stand. Zomponies they are they feed on flesh, only way to stop them is to smash their skull or crush their chest.”
“You’re full of it! Zomponies don’t exist.” Announced Twilight recovering from her wallowing depression.
“Lies are something I do not tell, these monsters come straight from hell. To feast on you is what they do; if you do not fight you will be eaten too.” Said Zecora.
“So what do you suggest we do?” asked Twilight resentfully.
“Gather your friends and then you fight, escape from Ponyville and then survive you might.” Explained Zecora.
“Ooo...ooo then let’s go to sweet apple acres!” Pinkie pie yelled.
“Another great idea pinkie pie, we can meet up with applejack there and they have plenty of supplies.” exclaimed Twilight.
Transition-sweet apple acres
“Woo Eeehh! I don’t have any idea why this thing attacked me, but you sure did take care of it Big Mac.” triumphed an orange earth pony.
“Eeyup!” replied Big Mac kicking the heap of what was now a dead zompony.
“Yeah I mean you totally took the thing out in just one blow, now that’s some hoof strength.” exclaimed a much exited Rainbow Dash.
“Well what else would you expect from a hard workin’ pony like my brother.” AJ chimed in.
“So anyway why do ya think he attacked us.” wondered the blue Pegasus.
“Well that is a good point maybe he was”… Applejack was rudely interrupted by the shouts of an all too familiar pink pony.
“Hey applejack we need your help, oh look at that like you already know.” pinkie ranted once noticing the heap in front of her friends.
“Whoa! Pinkie, Twi what in Sam hell is going on, do y’all know why this freak attacked the farm.” asked the earth pony.
The group quickly explained the situation to the trio to the best of their ability.
“Well this is really bad, what’s the plan Twi, I mean ya do have one right.” questioned Rainbow Dash starting to get a bit anxious.
“Well actually! No, not yet. I was hoping we could bunker down here until we think of a game plan if that’s okay with you AJ.” The purple unicorn informed the others.
“Well I reckon we don’t have much of an option, with the rest of Ponyville in a riot and all.” Answered Applejack warily.
“I suppose we should barricade the barn, it’s the most defensible place we got right Big Mac.” Eeyup replied the colt matter-of-factly.
-A short while later after they set up a barricade and gathered supplies-
“Well I think we got this place as safe as can be so what do we all do next?” inquired applejack.
“I was thinking we wait until the morning and assess the situation then, based on our findings we do what is needed to survive this nightmare.” Answered the purple unicorn.
“I guess that’s a good a plan as any. Let’s just hope, it’s not like this everywhere, I mean think about Cheerilee and the fillies who went on that field trip to Phillydelphia, or Rarity who went to that fashion show thingy in Canterlot I hope their all okay.” the orange pony worried.
“Hey you have nothing to worry about I’m sure they’re all fine Cheerilee won’t let anything happen to Applebloom or Sweetie belle or Scootaloo or any of the others. Plus Rarity’s in Canterlot I’m sure that if this has spread the princesses have Canterlot secured. I’m sure we’ll see them all soon.” Dash stated half-heartedly.
“Eeyup!” big mac retorted worry in the big colts’ eyes.
“Ummm, applejack I was wondering if it’s no trouble could you possibly explain the dead body outside. I mean what happened.”’ Asked Fluttershy
“Yeah what happened why and how did you take care of that poor colt.” pinkie wondered aloud.
“Well u see me and Rainbow Dash were in the middle of a race, when out of the south orchard this ragged colt stumbles into our path, but when we slow down to see why he’s wanderin’ through the farm, he turns and charges at us like a mad pony. We try to reason with em’ but he just keeps comin’. Luckily big mac just came back from the barn, cause when he saw the colt attckin’ me and dash, he gallops over and knocks the fool right to his flank. Then tells the creep “to leave now.” but the pony just gets right back up and goes for big mac. Unfortunately for him that’s when Big Mac turns and shows him the meaning of the word buck. I mean the colt just crumples, and only a few minutes later you arrive and that’s that.” The orange pony explained to her on looking friends getting several nods from Rainbow Dash as she explains what had transpired.
As AJ finished her story they heard a rustling from outside.
“What in tarnation do you think that is?” AJ asked.
As she asked rainbow dash looked out of the make-shift slider on the barn door.
“It looks like a group of ponies are running toward the farm.” the Pegasus said.
“Are they infected.” Twi inquired while walking over to look for herself.
Then they heard a loud yell AAAAAHHHHHH!!! HELP, HELP IN THE NAME OF CELESTIA PLEASE HELP!!!
“Oh no, no, no, no! This is bad all their yelling is going to attract the infected.” Twilight whined.
“Sooo, umm! What do we do twilight?” Murmured Fluttershy almost inaudibly.
“What do you mean what do we do we have to help them it’s the only thing to do.” Rainbow Dash yelled getting approving nods from AJ and Big Mac.
“No we can’t if we lead them here there’s a good chance the infected will see them, and if that happens we could all be put in danger.” Twilight retorted.
“So your just gonna leave them to die, if we do that then were no better than them monsters Twi.” Applejack protested looking slightly ill.
“Eeyup you gotta look after your own.” Big Mac pronounced surprising the others except AJ who looked happy to hear Big Mac speak his mind.
“Uuuuuggghhhh! Fine I give up, but when this goes wrong don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Twilight sighed submissively.
“Good now that that’s settled lets save some ponies.” rainbow dash said victoriously.
“Alright dash I’ll get the door, and when I do you yell as loud as you can to get their attention, and as soon as their in me and Mac will barricade the door sound good.” AJ summarized.
“Got it” RD responded.
Big Mac meerly nodded as he had successfully used a weeks’ worth of words.
“Ready…set…NOW!” The orange pony yelled.
The door swung open and dash leapt out yelling at the top of her voice “over hear this way hurry.”
The group heard the yelling, unfortunately so did the Zomponies. As the group ran toward the barn a large herd of the trotters came from every direction, slowly closing on the quickly panicking survivors.
“This isn't good hurry! hurry!” Dash yelled worry pouring from every word.
“I knew this would happen, now our only chance is to run out the back and through the orchard, everyone grab as much supplies as you can and quickly.” Twilight said once again the voice of reason in a chaotic situation.
“But the others we can’t abandon them.” AJ said only half convincing even herself.
“Sad to say but twilights right, this a battle we cannot fight.” Zacora said reminding the group she was there at all.
“Look and see her idea is not unfounded, the group outside is already surrounded.”
As Zecora said the group outside the barn was indeed completely cut off from help, and the trotters were quickly closing in. it wasn't long before their shrieks of fear and pain could be heard, even through the thick wood of the barn.
“Please close the door I can’t take hearing those screams.” Dash said burying her head in her hooves.
Big mac kicked the door shut but it only muffled the yells.
“Pinkie get the back door open were going to have to move quickly if we’re going to make it.” Twi said hurrying to fix the straps of her saddle bag.
“Okie! Dokie! Lokie!” the party pony laughed as she moved the objects that were blocking the back door.
As pinkie opened the door twilight looked around the room. Everypony had their bags and other such accessories ready, except for dash who with some help from AJ and Fluttershy was getting her saddle bag on. Just then there was a huge pounding at the front door.
“Hurry everyone through the door.” she yelped anxiously.
As one by one they ran through the door, everypony was nearly through when the front gate exploded inward a hoard of trotters shuffling into the barn. The only pony who hadn’t come through was Big Mac, noticing this both Twi and Applejack reentered the doorway to see why the colt wasn’t coming.
“Bro come on we gotta leave now.” AJ said as she watched her brother stand unmoving staring daggers at the oncoming monsters.
“Nope I’m stayin’.” The normally calm colt bellowed.
“You can’t if you stay you’ll…” she couldn’t even finish the sentence.
I’m not gonna let these abominations destroy my farm, and even if I did come they’d just follow I can at least by y’all some time to escape.” The now stone cold Macintosh said stolidly still glaring at the fast approaching swarm.
“But I can’t just let you die.” The orange pony moaned now crying profusely
“AJ I know how you feel but I think what Big Mac is doing is unbelievably noble and selfless.” Twilight said trying to calm her weeping friend.
“I know you don’t want to believe it but he’s right. I mean I don’t want him to do it either, but you know Big Mac once he makes a decision he won’t stop until the jobs done.”
“Eeyup!” Big Mac responded looking at his sister with a glance of somepony who knows they’re not going to see that pony again.
“Now go I’ll hold these vermin back as long as I can.” With that he charged the oncoming herd knocking several flying and kicking the next few with such force you’d believe the Zomponies were made of Styrofoam “NOW GO!!!”
With that twilight managed to pull her sobbing friend to her hooves and with some help from a shocked group of friends they headed down the path that would lead to Canterlot.
Chapter Two A Shit Storms a Brewing
A/N Hello Everypony just thought i'd give you a quick update. first even though, yes this is suppose to a walking deadish sort of fic, there will be some things that do give it its own little twist so, i'm just giving you a heads up. OH and before i forget this chapter is a little more humorous then the first but there is a method to the madness Because very soon this fic is going to get really really dark, so i figure might as well get a few laughs before getting a lot of screams. anyhow i hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment and critique and remember to chill and deal ;)
Chapter 2: A Shit Storms a Brewing
Meanwhile in a cozy little cottage somewhere in the middle of Canterlot shit was just getting real. “FUCK YOUR COUCH NIGGA!!!!” The unicorn colt bellowed as he kicked the now burning sofa down the stairwell at the two approaching trotters.
The now blazing furniture hit the two monsters knocking them along with it straight back and down the flight of stairs landing with a satisfying Thump!
“Haaa! How you like those apples assholes,” the colt chided as he descended to check the bodies to insure they were dead.
It only took one glance to know these two charred corpses weren’t getting back up. Even though they were monsters and had tried to kill him, he still felt bad for these two. To think only a couple days ago they had been sitting on the very same sofa he had slain them with, talking and laughing together. He took a look at the two corpse’s one a green maned filly Pegasus, the other an earth pony colt with a grey coat and a blue mane with red tips. “Ooooohhhh man I don’t know why the hell Equestria has fallen into the shitter but if I don’t get somewhere safe a.s.a.p. I’m not gonna last long, sooo I guess the first step is getting the Buck out of Canterlot.” The colt thought to himself he quickly decided that if he stuck to the alleys and used the less crowded paths he might be able to get out undetected or be eaten alive “Huuuh” he sighed he then lowered his head looking straight into a piece of glass from the debris of the earlier carnage. He nearly cringed from the sight, his normally white coat was covered in dirt and grime his grey and red mane was disheveled and his tail even more so, but at least he was alive and healthy and with any luck he’d stay that way.
“Well I guess I’m not gonna get anywhere standing here.” He mused as he cautiously stuck his head out of the doorway to make sure it was clear. Cautiously proceeding, he made his way down the ever twisting streets of Canterlot. To his surprise he made it four or five blocks without seeing a single trotter…or pony, or even a corpse, it only took him half a second to realize something was very, very wrong. With how many ponies that resided in Canterlot there is NO WAY the streets could be this barren, even if all that was left was trotters. After walking for about 10 min he finally heard the moans of another pony. With extreme reflexes he jumped behind a large dumpster. While hiding he saw the shadows of two trotters.
“SHIT!!! How did I not see this coming? Why the fuck did I not see this coming, well a smart pony knows when to ruunnn! Like a little bitch.” He thought to himself. He started to escape by swiftly creeping through a different alleyway, but unfortunately in his haste he sent an inconveniently placed can clanging down the alley. The two ambitious zomponies were on him like the plague on a rat. "I'm not going to lose like this..." The colt dashed off through several alleys in an attempt to escape the enviable death behind him. He began to pant. This was much more exercise than the colt was used to. He ran through another twisting pathway but to his horror this path ended with a large brick wall. “NO DAMN IT NOOO! I refuse to just be these buckers dinner.” The unicorn shouted knowing full well that he was completely out of energy and his magic was running low from the whole debacle at the party yesterday, man had that been a shit storm, never the less he still wasn’t just going to sit here and die.
As the unicorn squared up to give the two closing beasts all he had, there was a loud bang as a nearby door to a building just behind the trotters shot open followed by loud yell “YIPPY KIIIAAA YAY MUTHERBUCKERS” as a silver coated unicorn wearing a red jacket, rammed his glowing horn straight into the head of one of the confused Zomponies.
the horn slid easily through the distorted flesh and pierced its brain. The colt then retracted his horn and the mangled corpse fell, clearly dead.
“Well that’s one,” the silver colt chuckled aloud. “Hey you still alive.” the unicorn signaled to the still open doorway.
Suddenly a blue Pegasus came flailing from the doorway with a massive pelvic thrust and a tomahawk tied to his right fore-hoof, striking the other trotter in the forehead reeving his skull in twine. “I’ll be seeing your soul in hell.” the Pegasus snickered gleefully.
“Uuuhhhh I’m pretty sure they don’t have souls dude.” His companion stated sarcastically.
The Pegasus didn’t respond but just glared at his friend for crushing his dream. The white unicorn who had watched their reckless slaughter of his previous pursuers then coughed getting the two other ponies attention.
“Oh yeah sorry, forgot you were there, ummm so you okay broooo… wait aren’t you Mic the Mic?” The silver colt questioned.
“Uuhhh yeah you know me?” Mic asked slightly confused by the turn of events transpiring.
“Well of course we know you, your one of the best musicians in all of Equestria.” the Pegasus gushed.
“Ummm well I wouldn’t say I’m one of the best but I try, sooo who are you guys and were the hell did you come from.” Mic retaliated.
"OH! I’m Manestream I run or ran the Canterlot Radio station until just a few days ago.” MS announced a bit stoically.
“Nice to meet ya, I’m GamePlay I’m a freelance graphic designer, and I just happen to be in town when all hell broke loose.” he said nonchalantly. “And I came from that doorway.”
Manestream then delivers a vicious kick to GPs side “Don’t ever say something that stupid ever again.” Mane said angrily.
Turning to Mic he gave him an apologetic look, “Sorry don’t mind him he’s an asshole.”
“Heeeyy!” The insulted Pegasus scoffed.
“Quite GamePlay mommy and daddy are talking.”
” Sooo which ones the mommy” croaked GP. At this Mic glared intensely at Gameplay.
“Anyway we came from my Radio Station, and we were making our way out of the city when we heard your shenanigans.” Manestream announced.
“Yeah I heard a ruckus and we decided to find out what the hell was going on, and that’s when we found you,” GamePlay explained.
“OOOOHHHH! He he he! That was my couch, or what’s left of it.” Mic mused.
“Sooo I gotta ask just in case, you haven’t been bitten right,” Inquired MS.
“Nah I’m clean, so now that those two are dead what’s next,” Responded Mic.
“Hey guys what about there,” GP pointed toward a large pillar in the distance.
“That could work,” Mic grinned.
“Well my friends, off we go.” Mane chortled in response.
The trio approached the pillar with little resistance, only once or twice having to dodge around a group of the undead. They reached the pillar in relatively good time, too the trios surprise the area was already barricaded and a dozen dead trotters littered the surrounding area.
“Holy crap in a basket, who ya think beat us here?” Manestream questioned to nopony in particular.
“Beats me but they sure did a pretty damn good job with the whole defense of the thing.” Mic retorted with just the hint of awe in his voice upon looking at the towers incredible amount of walls and barbed wire.
“So what do we do now, I mean do you think they’ll be willing to help us?” MS questioned staring at the tower and wishing he was back at his Station.
“Well I guess there’s only one way to find out.” GamePlay sing-songed approaching the reinforced front door a stupid grin plastered to his face.
He rapped on the door and they waited several minutes to see if there would be a response, as they expected nothing happened. They knocked again while GP let out a soft” heeeeelllllooooo anypony hoooooome?” This time they heard motion behind the sturdy oaken door.
“HELLO?” Mic questioned a little louder then he intended.
“Whoooo’s there?” questioned a voice from behind the door.
“Ooooohhhh nopony, just a group of filly scouts come to deliver some cookies.” The gamer pony joked nearly keeling over from oppressed giggles. The only response to this little prank was Mic face hooving and Stream slapping him in the side of the head.
”Listen were just a group of survivors looking for refuge. Could you please open the door it’s starting to get dark, and I don’t want to be out in the night with these things?” corrected the MC unicorn.
There was a long silence that seemed as it was never going to end the colt was about to plead again when there was a loud clunk as the locks and barricades were removed and the large door swung inwards. They were met with a timid looking earth colt. He was a rust red with an iron colored mane and tail. He looked absolutely terrified, except for the fact his eyes held something strange like an excitement in them like he was a foal on heart’s warming day.
“Uhhhh, you okay,” Mic asked looking a little taken aback at the feeble almost sickly colt in front of them.
“Yeah I’m…I’m fine please come in and hurry don’t want any infected findin’ us, do we heh heh heh.” The colt responded moving aside so his guests could enter.
“Yeah thanks for opening up, we would have been in a real shit storm if we had to spend all night out there.” MS stated cheerily.
“No problem we survivors have toooo ummm stick together right? Oh and I’m uhhhh Coalford and yooooouuuu are?” The anxious colt questioned feverishly.
“Oh right I’m Mic, this is Gameplay, and that’s Manestream nice too meet you. The more stable pony responded, pointing to his companions in turn.
“Hey what’s goin’ on?” Game happily replied.
“Wazzup bro?” Mane said halfheartedly, more focused on scouting every inch of the room to see if his host had any food.
“Oh well, it’s very nice to meetcha I’ve been alone in here since the infection began or at least for the majority of the time.” The jittery colt voiced.
“You sure you’re okay dude you seem…a bit hyped.” Mic returned.
“Oh no, no, no, no I’m perfectly fine, even after the bite, hahahahahaha.” the crazed colt laughed jumping blissfully around his make shift bunker.
“WAIT, DID YOU JUST SAY “BITE” what do you mean?” GP asked quizzically as he stepped toward the still smiling earth pony.
“It’s as I said I was bit by these monsters, but for some reason I was left unaffected. I mean look at me I’m still normal.” The frantic colt bellowed, as he stopped his jumping.
“Listen coal when the HAY were you bitten, and what would make you think you’re unaffected?” Mic observed.
I was bitten at the start, and that’s why I know I’m immune. All the others quickly fell to the virus, but not me I remain me ahahahahha. The delusional pony cackled.
“Okay dude you need to chill out your starting to creep me out.” Mic responded a little warily.
“Second that,” Added the gamer Pegasus. “What about you Stream?”
“Huh? Did you guys say something?” the unicorn asked. “Sorry I was busy finding something to eat.” He said as he dug his head out of a nearby box. This was met with Mic face-hooving for the umpteenth time and Game asking if found any.
As coal watched the proceedings he grew more and more restless, until he finally snapped. “You fools are just like the others. You ask for help then you question me, and then you plot against me. But I won’t let you plot, OH NO! I’ll take care of you just like the others. I’ll slice you into pieces and eat you for lunch AHAHAHHA,” the rampaging pony yelled as he drew an up till now unseen knife.
“Well that’s not very normal, or sanitary,” Interrupted the blue Pegasus.
“For once Game I have to agree.” The white colt agreed.
As the mental colt walked slowly towards the duo, he failed to see the priory occupied unicorn preparing to charge the killer. As he trapped the other two in a corner and prepared to deliver the killing blow, he was briskly struck from the side. This sent him sprawling and sending the knife clattering away.
“Who the hell do you think you are attacking my friends like that.” The silver colt seethed.
“Hey! Weren't you the one who was just too preoccupied to notice him going completely insane,” Retorted his white friend.
“Well, what do you expect when I haven’t eaten all day?” Mic as about to complain again, but was interrupted by the howl of rage, from the now standing killer.
“HOOOOW DARE YOU!? I”LL RIP YOUR GUTS OUT YOU LITTLE FOALS.” With that he galloped carelessly at the bewildered trio.He slammed full force into Mic sending him sprawling across the room. Then will a burst of energy bucked Stream knocking him into several crates of supplies, toppling them onto his prone figure. After which he stood to his full height and turned to the last remaining pony. “Not good.” GamePlay muttered to himself wishing he hadn’t been so carless as to take off his tomahawk earlier.
“EHEHEHEHEH, only one left to and then I can be safe. You say you fear the infected but I think it’s the ones who aren’t infected that are scary. Don’t you see this isn’t a curse or blight it’s our just desserts, now fall and die for the world you knew is already DEAD!” preached the enclosing psycho.
As he preached though, he missed the movement on the other side of the room. He grabbed the cornered Pegasus and prepared to strangle him to death. The Pegasus was fading fast he could hardly get a breath as the hooves of his attacker grew tighter and tighter and even his incessant cackling was drowned out by the sound of his own heartbeat. But then the grip loosened, after a few seconds the deranged pony let go completely and mouth still agape in surprise and pain fell to the ground a now bloody dagger protruding from his back.
"What the…cough…just…huh happened? GamePlay sputtered still short of breath.
“The bastard was so fixated on his little rant; he didn’t see me grab the knife, I just so happened to land next to. Then backstab his paranoid, bipolar, psychotic ass.” beamed the white unicorn, as he delivered a stout kick to the new corpse.
“Well I guess were even then huh?” The gamer mused as he stood up.
“Uuuuggg, we’re not even until somepony gets these damn crates off OF ME.” A very annoyed Manestream groaned.
His friends’ pried the crates off the unicorn chuckling as they did so. The now free unicorn meerly scowled at them with a barely contained rage.
“Sooo now that we freed Mane and killed the craved fanatic, what do we do?” gameplay asked.
Good question. What should we do, any ideas Mane?” retorted Mic
“Yeah but why I should tell you assholes, is beside me?” The colt pondered as he sat staring at a parchment on one of the towers many tables.
"OH COME ON, dude we’re sorry at laughing at your pain, but dude we need to have a plan if were gonna survive.
"Huh! fine come here and look at this map. If it’s correct, which I’m convinced it is, there is a cellar in this tower that leads just outside of the east gate."
"That’s epic, we can go get out and with any luck find somewhere that isn’t currently filled to the brim with flesh eating monsters." His blue friend cheered, as he and Mic surveyed the map. So what are waiting for lets go.
"Whooooooaaaa, Hold your horses, I think we should wait until dawn. That way we have some time to rest from our bout with the maniac." Mic sagely proclaimed.
“I second that.” Manestream inferred quickly.
"Then it’s settled I mean we’re gonna need all the energy we can get if we have any hope of surviving this." Mic yawned as he motioned for his friends to follow him up the towers winding stairwell. "I think we should sleep on the second floor that way we can at least bottle neck the bastards if any trotters do get in." he pointed out doubtfully.
“Makes since to me,” Gameplay agreed. While Manestream grabbed their meager supplies, with his magic and followed. A short while later they settled down for what would surely be the last peaceful rest they would have for a while.
Mic awoke tense and alert; half expecting to be attacked by something, anything but the room remained still. He turned to where his friends should be sleeping and was surprised to see Mainstream’s sleeping bag vacant. He rose and listening for any noise, at first he only heard the soft snoring of his still sleeping friend, but as he concentrated he heard something else a hissing like static from a radio. He followed the noise up the stairs to the third and final level were his MC buddy was sitting with a window open and what appeared to be a ham radio perched on the windowsill. He was about to say something when his friend spoke.
This is a message to any surviving populous. This is Manestream here to let you know that you’re not alone. I know the world looks like it’s gone to hell, trust me I’ve seen it too, but I just want you to know, though it seems hopeless and you feel trapped and afraid I’m still here to be your voice of reason, through every twist and turn and will continue to be so until these FILTHY SHIT EATING BASTARDS TEAR ME LIMB FROM LIMB. So my faithful listeners, though I must sigh off please if you can, tune in tomorrow same time same place. I love you all and wish you a safe and hope filled night until tomorrow Manestream signing off. With that he turned tears running down his cheeks, not even noticing his grey maned friend trotting over and placing a reassuring hoof on his shoulder.
For a minute they just sat there until Mane had gained enough composure to ask one simple question. “How much?”
“Just about all of it and I got to say dude that was one of the most heartwarming things I've heard in quite a while.”
“Thanks, stream said giving his friend one of his trademarked smirks. “I just feel that even if no one can hear me that at least trying brings me some sense of hope. That if just one pony out there can hear me then I still have purpose, that the worlds not falling to pieces before me, and that just maybe it will go back to normal one day. Pretty stupid right?”
“HELL NO!!! That’s the single most brilliant thing I’ve heard EVER.” Mic proclaimed excitedly.
“Thanks bro I appreciate it. Now what do you say we get some sleep, if we plan on surviving to broadcast again?” Stream quizzed a tired smile on his face.
“Sounds good,” Mic nodded and they headed back to the room, here their winged friend still slumbered peacefully.
The sun crept creepily through the sky as dawn began. The trio had already eaten and packed their belongings, and were now standing over a very old wooden trapdoor that would hopefully lead them to salvation.
“Well it was your Idea so you go first.” GP chortled.
“Fine I will.” Stream said as he undid the hatch with his magic, and the wood slowly groaned open. He peered down the dank hole and wished to Celestia he had a flashlight.
“How’s it look?” Mic asked.
“Dark but besides that stable enough, as long as nopony starts ramming into the walls.” Ms stated peering at Gameplay.
“HEY! Don’t look at me like that.” He said sounding genuinely hurt.
“Come on you idiots.” Mic teased as he descended into the dark void with MS and GP right behind him.
They couldn’t tell how long they’d been walking, but it might as well have been eternity. With how narrow, dark, and depressing the tunnel was, it didn’t take long for the group to grow tired of the underground path. They didn’t dare speak for the fear that a trotter would hear them from above and start a stampede if that happened being eaten would be the least of their worries. So they trudged on in the dark and quite until Mic whispered that he sees a light. When they finally arrive it’s the exit. They climbed out one at a time and gazed ahead. They stood outside of the city limits on a dusty mountain pass as the sun slowly rose behind them.
