Fallout Equestria: Killing with Kindness

Syntax inhaled deeply, the fresh air filling her lungs and somewhat soothing the ache in them from all the crying she had been doing. It had been a rough time, but she had made it through with the help of good friends.

Fluttershy had been laid to rest on the hill where she had spent her final day, and on Syntax's insistence, the stone statue of Angel Bunny been removed from Fluttershy's room and placed at the head of her resting place. It seemed only fitting that the small creature that had watched over her when she was living should now guard her final place of rest as well.

The animals that had been under her care were now under Velvet's care, and her home now belonged to Syntax, as was stated by a brief letter she had written to the young mare. In it, she thanked her for being her dear friend, reminded her of her promises, and left everything she had in her care. Syntax had placed the figurines she was now keeper of in a central location in the house, where anypony walking through could see. She spent time sharing Fluttershy's tale to any who visited. But there was something missing.

She made her way to her small office and sat down, staring at an empty page in front of her. Selecting a quill, she set to work and began to write.

"In the words of Fluttershy, Element of Kindness and once Ministry Mare of the Ministry of Peace, "No creature must forget. History must never repeat itself so horribly again." But what must it never repeat?

You undoubtedly already know of the story of the great Apocalypse, the complete destruction of Equestria wrought by megaspells, radiation, and some of the foulest, most coldly calculating evil creatures ever seen. But one version of the story you have yet to hear was told to this reporter....no, this friend, of the late dear Fluttershy, and I have been entrusted to tell it. To ensure that all know of it, and that none forget the story, so that history will never have a chance to repeat itself so brutally again. I made a pledge, and I will see that it is carried out.

So, as heard straight from the lips of the mare herself, this is her story..."