All hope had been lost. Everything vanished on a day that nopony was expecting.

Nothing peculiar was going on that day. Everything was as calm as usual. As such, nopony expected what happened would happen. It made the emergence all the more shocking. And on that fateful day...

...Twilight Sparkle woke the dead.

Nopony was prepared for the horrors of what has been known as Z-Day. The hordes of undead quickly swept over Equestria, taking millions of lives with it. The Royal Guard didn't stand a chance. Any and all attempts to stop the zombies are unsuccessful and all the other species of the glorious land fell easily. The hordes were merciless, endless, tireless.

And with the disappearance of both the Elements of Harmony and the Princesses of Equestria, all hope was lost...

SWEET APPLE ACRES

Darkness had fallen over the land of Equestria and all was quiet around the old apple farm that was Sweet Apple Acres. However, the nature of the farm was anything but sweet. The trees were black and leaveless and the barn was dilapidated.

And the farm house was now barricaded up and coated in blood. Pieces of wood were placed around the upper floor windows, with lines of chicken wire preventing an entrance through the ground floor windows. Various pieces of furniture and appliances were stocked against the doors, preventing a forced entry.

There were only three survivors barricaded inside the farm house; Spike the Dragon, Big Macintosh and Discord. And even they, in such a fortified house, were starting to lose all hope of rescue. Day after day, swarms of zombies tried to drive the trio from their fort.

Despite being driven back again and again, the constant repelling of undead attacks have been wearing down the group. And soon, supplies like fresh water and food begin to go scarce, as the zombies become too unmanageable. And with no actual weapons, the three used anything they could get their hooves and claws on; knives, pitchforks, axes, broken pieces of 2x4 and anything else that could be used as a weapon.

"Is there any food left?" Spike asked, placing a claw on his growling tummy.

Big Mac just let out a defeated sigh and said, "Nnope,"

"The soup, gems and pies are all gone. We only have crackers and apples left," Discord added, as he rested his head on the dining room table.

A bit of colour drained from Spike's face, as he slumped down on a nearby wall until he was sitting with his back against said wall. "We have nothing left to eat..." Spike repeated, now all out of hope.

Big Mac walked up to and kneeled down to the dragon, looking him in his bright green eyes. "This doesn't mean that we're done for, Spike. We'll hang in here as long as we can. Don't worry, I'm somepony is looking for us," The stallion reassured him, helping the baby dragon back onto his feet.

"And if noone's ones coming for us?" Spike asked.

Big Mac just let out another sign and shook his head, before replying, "Me an' Discord will distract the zombies long enough for you to get away,"

Spike just embraced Big Mac tightly, not wanting to hear one of his best friends say that. But like it or not, it was their only option left. But before Spike could grieve over his lack of options, pale grey and decaying hooves stuck through the holes in the chicken wire, as a chorus of groans, moans and screeches echoed out into the darkness.

Another zombie attack was upon them.

"Celestia damn! Not again!" Big Mac cried out, as he picked up a pitchfork from the floor and rushed over to the windows. Discord jumped up and summoned a crudely-made spear (which was nothing more than a kitchen knife taped to a wooden pole) and joined the bulky farm stallion by the windows. Together, the stallion and the draconequus began poking the blades of their weapons through the wire, attempting to kill as many zombies as they could. Spike rushed up to the dining table and took a knife and watched as Big Mac and Discord fought off the undead.

But after 15 minutes of fighting and killing, the fight just didn't seem to end. The zombies kept coming and coming. Eventually, there were thousands of zombies surrounding the farm house. Big Mac and Discord were starting to get very exhausted and Spike could only watch as they kept trying to hold the line.

Then, the main door to the house began to be beaten like a drum, the zombies trying to find a new way in. Big Mac rushed over to the door and began to hold it closed. However, he knew that he wouldn't be able to hold the door back any longer. He turned his head to Spike and instructed, "Spike!!! Go upstairs and barricade yourself in one of the rooms!! Discord and ah' will hold off the zombies for as long as we can!!"

"But what about you guys?!" Spike shouted to him, tears starting to fill in his eyes.

"We're not going to make it outta' here, but what is important is that you survive!! Just do as I say an' everything will be okay! Now, GO!!!!!!" Big Mac called back out to the dragon. Spike knew that this plan would lead to the deaths of his best friends, but he knew that this was the only thing that they could do. So, with tears now fully watering up his eyes and rolling down his cheeks, he obeyed the stallion's instructions, rushed upstairs and barricaded himself inside Apple Bloom's room.

Once Big Mac heard Spike rush up the stairs and then cried out to Discord, "Ah' can't hold the door anymore! Be ready!" The draconequus just nodded.

Big Mac then released the door. Within seconds, the door was bashed down and the undead hordes started to enter the house. The stallion and the Spirit of Chaos jabbed their weapons at any and every zombie that passed in front of them, trying to stop the horde. But eventually, they were pushed back to the living room and were surrounded on all sides by zombies.

As the horde of zombies slowly closed in around them, Discord and Big Mac decided to share some final words.

"Big Mac, I guess this is curtains for us,"

"Eeyup,"

"Shall I do the honors?"

"Eeyup,"

"Very well, then. To all of our friends and family, I'm sorry. It has been quite an interesting passing of time for all of us, but I guess this is goodbye. We will miss you all," And with that, the pair then closed their eyes and waited for the end...

Suddenly, there came a loud bang, followed by a sickening squelch. Then, more bangs and some cracks. Some in a pattern, others constant. And all of them were at different volumes. And as soon as the noises started, they stopped.

Big Mac and Discord opened their eyes... to see that all of the zombies that had surrounded them were now lying in pools of blood around them, unmoving and polluting the air with a horrid stench of rotting flesh and mouldy manes. And standing before the slain undead, was a group of six. Each creature was of a different species. A Griffon, a Earth Pony colt, a Hippogriff, a Dragon, a Reformed Changeling and a Yak. All were holding weapons of some kind and all were concealed by the darkness.

After a tense moment, the griffon took a step forward and said to the duo, "Great to find somecreatures still alive out here. Go get your little dragon friend and we'll get you to safety,"

Neither of the two recognised the voice. But still, this squad were going to lead them to safety... hopefully. They saw no reason to argue.

Author's Note

NOTE: The zombies are basically zombie ponies, but they kinda resemble the zombies from Zombie Army 4: Dead War (In skin tone and eye colour, all that stuff). So, don't confuse them