Author's Note

this chapter explains what has happened with Applejack, while also showing how Twilight behaves in this AU.
CONTAINS MENTIONS OF BLOOD/GORE

All Apples Rot…

All Apples Rot…

“So… That took effect rather quickly didnt it…?” Twilight spoke up, her magic holding up a clipboard and quill. Her eyes dull and unmoving, her fur mangled and matted. Her mane just as mangled. The ends of her mane were singed from previous experiments. Her wing feathers were still in perfect condition, and her whole body colour was slightly grey, almost as if it was dirty.
She wore a pure white lab coat that had the sleeves ripped off at the elbow, and the backs of her front legs, as well as her flanks were covered in old scars. Self inflicted.

“It sure has…”
Pinkie spoke up, her ears folded back as she stood beside Twilight. Her mane and tail are flat and shimmering. Her face mostly covered from a royal blue mask that hooked around her ears.
She wore a light grey sleeveless vest that covered her torso, while her legs were covered with black latex gloves to protect them from what was contained within the cage in front of them.

Inside the cage was their earth pony friend, Applejack. Her body was slowly rotting away from something. The skin came free from the muscle with little to no resistance, exposing the raw hide underneath.
This rotting had spread throughout most of her body, and blood was slowly spilling to the cell floor below.

“Tell me about what I injected her with again, Pinkie?” Twilight instructed, her eyes widening and her pupils shrinking as she looked like a mad scientist. Applejack swore she could see a smirk go across her face.

“With pleasure. What you have given Applejack over there is a flesh eating virus named “Cabin Fever”. Once injected into the subject, it slowly eats your subject from inside out. It progresses rapidly and becomes fatal within about 2 months.” She finished her sentence with a chuckle and adjusted her mask and gloves while she spoke.

“How long do i have to cure it?” Twilight asked with a curious eyebrow raise. Her wings ruffled up a bit as she took down a few notes while speaking to Pinkie about this disease. She was on limited time here.

“Judging by the fact the skin and muscle has been exposed like that, i’d say you have about 2 weeks.”
Pinkie explained and looked at Applejack, who had her face covered with her front hooves, as the rotting on her face had got pretty bad, her teeth being fully exposed. The air stung Applejack's bare muscle and exposed nerves, and every little movement made was rather painful.
She couldnt help but wince with each breath she took, her rib cage expanding and forcing some of the flaps of skin to be lifted up, exposing more muscle to the musty air, of Twilight's basement.

Applejack's infection hadnt shown many symptoms within the first 6 weeks of treatment. But these last few days,the rotting and loss of skin, rapidly showed up, almost as if the virus was trying to catch up with itself.
Applejack didnt say a word, as Twilight and Pinkie stared at her. Their eyes unmoving, until Twilight's pupils shrank down to mere Pinpricks.

The alicorn then looked at Pinkie with a psychotic giggle, her ear twitching as she slowly walked away from Applejack’s cage.
“Then let's get to work… We can't have experiment number 3 dying on us now can we?”