A World Gone Rotten

Chapter 7

“The Hub: Part One”

Highway, Eastern Oregon

April 15th, 2015

1400 hours

“Keep your fucking head down!”

That was all Samuel was able to say before the man got his brains blown out, having stuck his head up a little too far over the hood of a car. The man then fell limp to the asphalt.

“Fuck!” Samuel yelled in frustration.

Looking around to check on others, he saw most of the same, trying their best to take cover. Some nursing wounds, a few here and there, were limp on the ground with no movement. He couldn’t tell if they were dead or not. Arthur popped around the corner of the truck for a quick pot shot.

“We can’t stay here!” Arthur yelled as he cocked his lever action.

“I know that! We need to get rounds down range to get these fuckers off our ass!” Samuel yelled back.

The crack of rifles and deeper boom of shotguns sounded from where the ambushers were, the shots were periodic, but it was enough to keep people’s heads down.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Samuel went on, “We need to rally our people so we can counter attack-“

Samuel was interrupted by a distance sound going thooommp. His eyes went wide as memory lane flooded open.

“Arty, Arty, Arty!” Samuel cried as he curled into a ball to reduce his figure.

Arthur and others looked at him funny before an explosion of fire, dirt and rock flew into the air only about a couple hundred meters away.

“What was that!” Twilight cried as she held Spike and Elizabeth closer to herself.

“Fucking mortars! We really need to get moving now!” Samuel yelled.

Arthur was looking over at the others down the line with worry. Little groups of people hiding behind vehicles, in the ditch or behind the occasional boulder. Arthur also noticed the signature stumbling of the dead as the noise brought them in. More were slowly filtering in.

Taking aim he tried picking a few off, the situation getting more desperate as they were slowly surrounded. Arthur looked back at Samuel who quickly popped around the front side of his truck, fired a few rounds and just as quickly got back in cover.

“Samuel! We got zombies closing in!” Arthur yelled out.

Samuel looked towards their unguarded flank and rear, swore and ducked again as another mortar round came. This one was closer.

“Arthur! I’m going to lay some covering fire! You go and get these people moving! And get anyone who can to fire back!” Samuel yelled.

Preparing himself Arthur made sure a round was in the chamber of his rifle. Looked to Samuel and nodded. Samuel nodded back and bent around the truck to fire, throwing the fire selector switch to full auto. He fired bursts at the advancing bandits, checking their pace as they threw themselves into prone or in cover.

Arthur sprinted to the next group in line at the same time as Samuel laid covering fire. Slamming to the ground in the ditch, he quickly put himself in beside Norman and Michael who were keeping their heads down. Chloe was lower in the ditch trying to keep it together.

“Can you guys move at all!?” Arthur asked over the sound of gunfire.

Norman shook his head profusely, “No! We got some fuckers to the left pinning us! We can’t even shoot back!”

In answer a few shots hit the upper ditch, spraying dirt on the three. Arthur looked back at Samuel who was now currently pinned as the majority of gunfire shifted to him. Twilight was still holding Spike and Elizabeth close; he could tell she was barely keeping it together.

Swearing he decided to take a risk and pop his head over the ditch quickly to get a look, he saw the dozen or so bandits advancing in a very rough line, and to the left on a bit of a high rise he saw the few keeping heads down with potshots. He quickly brought his head down again.

“I saw where they are!”

“That’s nice and all. But we need to get em!” Michael replied.

“Fuck man! I don’t know what to do!” Arthur said.

Norman slammed a fist into the dirt, “Fuck it! I’ll fire a few shots and then you move!”

Working the bolt action he had, Norman did a few quick snap shots at the high rise. The bandits backed off for a few crucial seconds. Arthur and Michael moved further down the line at the same time, Chloe followed suit.

As they ran the main group of bandits, now getting much closer, shot at Norman. Making him back off as he swore under his breath. A cry of pain sounded out and Arthur looked back. A shot tore through Michael’s shoulder and he fell down, clutching at it. Chloe dove below the road line, Arthur following suit.

“Shit! Are you ok!” Arthur called out.

Michael looked at his shoulder and replied, “It hurts! …But I won’t die!”

Chloe moved up to Michael with fearful eyes, she was taking a look at the wound. She looked back at Arthur, “I’m going to…to try and help him!”

Arthur responded with a thumbs up and started leopard crawling further down. Where the Apple family was, Applejack and Big Mac were just finishing off three zombies as Granny Smith and Applebloom stayed behind them. Crawling faster he reached them breathing hard and he felt his core muscles burning.

Applejack saw him first, “What in tarnation! Arthur what are you doing here!”

“Trying to get people-“

Arthur was interrupted by the sound of another mortar round; a zombie went flying where it hit, going splat nearby.

“Trying to get people out but I don’t know how we are going to do that!” Arthur finished.

“Darn! We can’t get them bastards! They got us pinned!” Applejack replied in frustration.

Big Mac looked at Arthur, “You got radio!”

Arthur shook his head, “No! Too bulky for this!”

“What about walkie talkie!” Applebloom burst out.

Arthur slapped his forehead in frustration, disbelief that he didn’t think of that.

“I don’t have one but don’t you Applejack!” Arthur asked.

Applejack took it out, “Yeah! Here!”

Taking it Arthur immediately spoke, “Samuel! You there!”

He waited for a few long seconds before getting a response, “Yeah! We forgot radios! My dumbass! How are things looking there!”

“Not good! They got some high ground and too many people are pinned! And they are getting closer!” Arthur said as he took a quick look over the ditch.

The bandits were almost at the other side of the road.

Samuel’s voice came through with anger, “Fuck! I’m going to do something, you’ll hear it! When it happens fire back! Those that can’t get into vehicles and start driving the fuck out of here!”

“What about those who are down!”

“Grab them! No man left behind!”

Applejack butted in, “What does he mean by ‘something’!”

Arthur shrugged in response.

Samuel prepped his one grenade before looking to Twilight and her two charges with a heavy sense of dread. He hoped his move would work.

“Twilight!” Samuel called to get her attention.

She startled and looked at him. Her eyes were watery and wide with fear. Samuel felt sorry for the poor girl, he knew the feeling and he was barely keeping it under control as well.

“Twilight I need your help!”

“But-But what could I do!” Twilight replied fearfully.

He came close and put a hand on her shoulder, “I’m going to do something really stupid! All I need is for you to get yourself,” he gestured to Spike and Elizabeth who cuddled into Twilight, “And these two out of here! Get yourselves into the truck when I do it! Can you do that!”

Twilight nodded rapidly, “I’ll do my best! But what are going to do!”

“You’ll see!” Samuel looked at Elizabeth, “You listen to Twilight ok?!”

Elizabeth opened an eye reluctantly and shakily nodded.

Smiling at that, Samuel slung his M4, checked his mags were easy to access and put his two hands on his grenade he took a sideways stance and took a deep breath.

He removed the safety pin and put his left hand on the pull ring, taking a deep breath, he pulled the ring and readied to throw the grenade.

“Frag out!” Samuel yelled as he stood up and threw.

Lobbing the grenade, the spoon detaching and triggering the internal mechanisms, went over the truck, across the road and into the far ditch he waited for the explosion. He heard the yelling from the bandits and shortly after the loud boom of the grenade.

“Now Twilight!” Samuel yelled to her as he advanced from behind the truck.

Twilight immediately opened the back door, helped Spike and Elizabeth in, rushed to the driver side as Samuel gave her cover. He ran across the road with the M4 in high port, trying to make the best of the temporary confusion among the bandits. Crossing in good time he brought his M4 down to be ready.

He wasn’t expecting the bandits to have clumped together so much and get absolutely eviscerated by the grenade. At least four were down, laying silent in a tangle of limbs and bloody shrapnel wounds. Another three were wriggling and grasping for help as they cried in pain, crying for their mothers.

Staying switched on; he ran down into the ditch and saw the panicked look of the few surviving bandits. Snarling with hatred, Samuel brought his rifle to a shooting position and fired at center mass. The first few rounds hit the nearest bandit square in the chest and he went over dead with several holes in his lungs.

Quickly switching to one on the higher part of the ditch by the road, he fired two shots one hitting in the throat in an explosion of blood and the other smashing through his nose and into the skull as bone fragments and flesh were exposed in gory fashion.

Samuel felt something skim his right bicep but he ignored it and switched to the last man who was working a bolt action hunting rifle. The man, severely panicking, dropped his rifle and ran in the opposite direction he and his buddies advanced. He didn’t get far before Samuel dropped him.

Scanning for more threats, he saw the smaller group of bandits on the high rise down the road, and a few extra bandits trying to outflank the convoy. Taking a prone position he began to take aim, he saw that the bandits were being fired upon. Hearing both the increase in gunfire and seeing the splashes in the dirt.

He saw that the bandits were faltering and were beginning to fallback. Deciding to speed up the process, he fired at the bandits trying to flank, he dropped one with several shots to the chest. The bandits noticing their main force now dead or wounded started to rout. The small force on the high rise disappeared and the last of the bandits fled. Not before another two were dropped by the group.

Taking stock of the situation Samuel quickly saw that most of the vehicles had left as he focused on fighting. Looking east he saw at least half of the convoy, just barely seeing them being pinprick small. He ran over to the where his people were, first finding Michael being tended to by Norman and Chloe. He did a quick check on them and moved down the line. Stopping to dispatch two zombies as they shambled towards them.

He moved down the line, getting the spread out groups to consolidate them and get them moving. At the same time the skim he felt earlier turned out to be a bullet graze, a quick bandage would do for now.

“Arthur!” Samuel yelled to get Arthur’s attention as he came up the road.

“Samuel! Are they gone?! Including those damn mortars?!” Arthur yelled back.

“I think so but I don’t plan on staying to find out.” Samuel said as he got closer.

Arthur saw the bandage but ignored it, these days injuries were more common than not and unless it was bite. Most minor injuries were tended and life went on.

Arthur let out a breath of relief before speaking, “We got people that are hurt and some…some are dead.”

Samuel sighed before glaring at where the bandits came from, “Fucking bastards...”

“Fluttershy is doing her best but she is overwhelmed and first aid is helping but some are pretty bad. Rainbow and Mateo especially… I don’t know if we can move them.” Arthur said uncertainly.

Samuel nodded, “We have to try. Do you have a radio?”

“Yes I do.”

“Good. Do you know who is with the others right now?” Samuel asked as he pointed down the road.

“Pretty much everyone who didn’t fight.” Arthur responded.

“Contact them and get them to start setting up camp nearby. Preferably fast. I also want a tent or at a least place to tend to our wounded.” Samuel said.

Arthur nodded and started talking on his walkie talkie. Samuel got people loaded into vehicles while some dealt with zombies coming in and kept an eye out for the bandits if they came around again. More zombies were arriving. Samuel took a few to loot the bandits that were killed, only quickly grabbing weapons and ammo, with the occasional backpack. Quickly getting back to the group the lightly wounded and dead were loaded up. Except Rainbow and Mateo.

“Now that is definitely not good.” Samuel thought to himself.

He finally saw the extent of Mateo’s and Rainbow’sinjuries. Fluttershy and Applejack were beside Rainbow, both had fearful looks as they tried comforting Rainbow. Rainbow herself was just grimacing in pain, trying her best not to scream. She had a bandage wrapped around her head, one side bleeding like a stuck pig. But the worst part was a large amount of bloody bandages around her left hip going into the top of her thigh.

Samuel knelt down beside them, “How you doing Rainbow?”

“…Been…Better.” She responded, painfully and slowly.

“Hang in there, we’ll get you some proper painkillers.” Samuel replied with a smirk at her response.

Samuel looked to Fluttershy and Applejack, “What are the wounds from?”

Fluttershy softly replied, “She has a head wound that…that is just bleeding. But the other…”

Applejack finished for her, “I think it was a shotgun. Birdshot. We can’t move her much.”

“We are going to have to. Get her in the backseat of one of the vehicles.”

With another person helping, they moved Rainbow on her improvised stretcher; a muffled scream came out as they moved her and laid her on the backseat of an SUV. Fluttershy hopped in beside her.

Samuel, followed by Arthur hopped in the bed of a pickup. Where Mateo was, he too on an improvised stretcher, a grimace of pain too. He had a bandage wrapped around his stomach, indicating a gut wound. Arthur looked at it with worry. Samuel decided to sit beside Mateo’s head.

“How you doing?” Samuel asked as the truck started to move, alongside the rest of the convoy.

“Like shit…it hurts bad.” Mateo responded.

“No doubt. Just hang on we’ll get you to a bed soon.”

Mateo gave a very slight nod and the three fell into silence. The convoy rolled on away from the battle site as zombies descended on the dead bandits as they tore the bodies apart and gorged on still warm flesh.

Mateo was grunting in pain and gritted his teeth at every bump, even minor ones. It didn’t take long to get to the new campsite, only about eight miles from the battle site. Off the highway by about two miles, near a slope of a hill covered in dense bush. They rolled in as the campsite group were still setting up tents and other necessary things.

As the vehicles took a spot in the circle to form a car fort. Everybody started unloading the wounded getting them into tents to keep them sheltered and to tend to them. Chores were assigned and work was being done. More guards were to be posted for the day and night.

Late in the evening, as the sky turned into shades of red and pink. Work finally slowed down, giving time for Samuel and Sunset to discuss the day’s events around a small campfire as they ate. Arthur, several of the girls, the Crusaders and Elizabeth were there.

“First how many people are bed ridden due to their wounds.” Samuel asked as he cleaned his M4.

Fluttershy answered, “Eight...They should recover fine. I don’t know about Rainbow and Mateo though,” her eyes began to water, “I-I tried to but-but…”

Sunset and Pinkie hugged her as she covered her face as she began to cry.

“You did everything you could Fluttershy. We all know that.” Rarity said in a soft voice.

Samuel felt Elizabeth hug his arm and stared at the campfire, she was nibbling on some dried fruit. He leaned over a bit to speak to her, “Do you need anything?”

She shook her head. Nodding he looked to Arthur who was talking to the Crusaders once again about his radio. Surprising him considering today’s events.

“We have three people who died today; I know we have buried them. But shouldn’t we give them at least some kind of service?” Applejack put out there.

Sunset looked at her as she continued holding Fluttershy, “Tomorrow. Tomorrow we will…before we leave.”

She then looked to Samuel with tired and dull eyes, “Please tell me we could’ve prevented this. Or at least reacted better than we did.”

Samuel sighed before speaking in a sad tone, “…I don’t think we could have, not with our current training and equipment. They caught us by surprise. It’s worse that they picked a decent place to do it, just as we passed by the hills. If they were better with those mortars, had any kind of machine guns or even just better training…”

Arthur finished Samuel’s statement, “We would’ve been wiped out. Among other things.”

“Yes. Things best left unspoken. Besides that we are also running low on ammo, if we get into another fight we will run out, which we can’t allow.” Samuel said.

Everyone looked to Fluttershy when she spoke up, “Why…Why would they do this?”

“Cause they’re big meanies!” Pinkie yelled.

Slamming a fist into her open palm Applejack spoke with frustration, “Cause those no good bastards wanted our stuff. And instead of wanting to trade or ask, they thought they could take it like the worthless shits they are!”

“Applejack! Language!” Rarity hissed as she looked to Elizabeth and the Crusaders.

Applejack’s posture lost some of its aggression and looking a little abashed she quietly apologized, “Sorry.”

Rarity took a deep breath, “Oh forgive me Applejack. Today has just been horrible…but do watch your language please.”

“Yeah. One hell of a day.” Arthur muttered quietly.

Rarity still gave him a look, not entirely a glare, but a look of warning. Arthur smiled sheepishly. She gave a slight smile at her triumph.

Samuel ignored the rest of the group and looked to where the tents were, Twilight decided to work more on her zombie analysis.

“Probably to keep her mind occupied. Poor woman.” Samuel thought to himself.

Samuel’s attention was drawn back by Sunset, “How were you able to pull off what you did? It seemed like suicide.”

He looked at her and spoke in a tired tone, “It was suicide. Incredibly stupid of me to do.” He looked up to the sky, “The Lord must be looking out for me.”

His eyes went back to Sunset, “The only reason it worked was the bandits converged too tightly. That let the grenade do most of the work. If they were more spread out…I would be dead right now.”

Applejack spoke, “Then you must be incredibly lucky.”

Samuel snorted, “Seems like it. But the dice re roll every day, and they don’t have any memory.”

“But back to our current situation. We got severe wounded and at half of our vehicles need repair of some sort.” Samuel said.

“There isn’t much I can do,” Fluttershy spoke up, “I don’t know how to remove bullets.”

“We are going to need to find a doctor or even a nurse. And soon.” Arthur piped in.

“But where we could find one? It’s not like one is just hanging around.” Sunset added with a matter of fact tone.

Pinkie spoke up, “Welllllllll. Why not find a town like Thurston. There has got to be one somewhere.”

“She has a point. There has to be one somewhere.” Rarity piped in.

Arthur spoke as he fiddled with his radio, “What about our vehicles? I know we could do some of the more simple repairs. But the serious stuff,” He crossed his arms, “We are going need a proper mechanic for that.”

“Same thing then. We find someone to do it.” Sunset responded.

Samuel looked at Elizabeth, it was obvious she was getting tired; glancing over to the Crusaders he saw the same.

“Perhaps we should get the kids to bed.” Samuel suggested.

“We aren’t tired yet!” Scootaloo called out.

“I’m quite sure you want to check on Rainbow don’t you?” Sunset asked.

“Well yeah. I guess.” Scootaloo answered. The reality of the situation setting back in.

Fluttershy stood up, wiped her eyes and put on a small smile, “I was going to check on Rainbow and the others right now anyways. Want to come along?”

Scootaloo hesitated but nodded and rushed over to Fluttershy. The two started walking towards the tent holding Rainbow, but not before the other two Crusaders jumped up and followed.

“Wait for me!” Applebloom cried.

“Yeah! Wait up!” Sweetie Belle cried out in turn.

They watched as the Crusaders followed over to a tent turned hospital. A less than pleasant environment.

Samuel looked over his M4 bolt one last time, wiped it down, put it back into the rifle and did a function test. Elizabeth looked at him with a tired curiosity as he did it.

“Ready for bed?” Samuel asked with a smile.

Elizabeth nodded as she hugged Hobbes, “Yeah. Hobbes is too.”

Slinging his rifle over his shoulder, he put out his hand for Elizabeth to hold, “Let’s go then.”

Getting up from the kid camping chair, Elizabeth grabbed his hand with a soft grip and the two slowly headed to their tent.

“I’m surprised she has been so calm since Samuel found her, especially what she went through.” Sunset said thoughtfully once Samuel and Elizabeth were out of earshot.

“Well Pinkie’s cupcakes probably had something to do with it.” Applejack stated somewhat absentminded as she picked a rock from her fingernail.

Everyone looked at Pinkie, who was currently eating one of her said cupcakes. It took a moment for her to notice; she looked at everyone and blinked twice.

“What? They’re good.” Pinkie stated with a stuffed mouth.

Everyone smiled to some degree at Pinkie. The statement wasn’t wrong, the baked goods that Pinkie made was always a major morale boost. Something that made it easier to live in a world without the commodities they once enjoyed.

Arthur looked at the sky, it getting darker by the minute. It would be lights out soon.

“I think it’s time we put out the fire.” Arthur commented.

Everyone took note of the sky and a round of agreement followed. Light discipline was a priority once night began to fall. One previous incident with a headlamp in the middle of the night brought at least a dozen zombies that night. Now everyone was much more conscious about lights after dark.

Grabbing a shovel, Applejack threw some dirt onto the dying fire, to avoid using water and broadcasting their position from resulting steam and smoke. Grabbing whatever items they had, people began settling into preparing for bed. Hygiene practices with rationed water, getting the kids settled down and the ones preparing for watch duty.

After Arthur finished brushing his teeth and spat his grey water into a bucket for later disposal he went over to the tent. What he was a little surprised by was seeing Samuel sitting beside the tent, writing in a journal of all things. Samuel looked at Arthur as he approached, taking note of the curious look on his face.

“Wondering aren’t you.” Samuel said observingly.

“Yeah. Elizabeth asleep already?” Arthur responded.

“Yes she is.” Samuel responded as he looked at the journal he was writing in, “I’m recording the names of who we lost today and a little about who they were.”

“Why?” Arthur asked, confused.

Samuel looked at him before responding, “You ever heard of the saying that goes something like how people only truly die once they’re forgotten?”

“Oooooh…Yeah I have, so that is why you’re doing it.” Arthur said as realization dawned upon him.

Samuel nodded, “This way, something remains of them. If things do go our way and we start anew. People should know what it took to get there. Especially those who died making it happen.”

“Yeah. Yeah! Cause what we are doing should be recorded, for history if anything. For the people that come after us.”

Samuel smiled, liking Arthur’s response, “I’m finished for now. Let’s head to bed. We got watch duty in three hours anyway.”

Arthur checked his watch, nodded and the two went to bed, trying to get what sleep they could.

“Goodnight Applejack.” Applebloom said as she closed her eyes, snuggling into her sleeping bag.

“Goodnight Applebloom.” Applejack responded as she finished tucking her into.

Applejack turned to see Big Mac already asleep, his rifle right beside him.

She sighed and exited the tent she shared with her family, where Granny Smith was sitting in a camping chair, comfortable as she was, she turned her head to look up at Applejack. Seeing the expression on Applejack’s face was enough for the old matriarch to know something was wrong.

“Alright Applejack. What’s wrong?” Granny asked in a tone fitting a grandmother.

Applejack startled a bit out of her thoughts and looked at Granny before speaking, “Well…I…I’m scared Granny. After today…I don’t know right now Granny.”

Applejack did her best to hold in her tears but some came through anyways. Granny got up and brought Applejack into an embrace. Embracing Granny back, the two stayed that way for some time. Applejack quietly cried into Granny as she comforted her.

“Thank you Granny.” Applejack said as she wiped her eyes.

Granny smiled and responded, “Always Applejack. Now let’s get some sleep. Or else someone is gonna be cranky in the morning.”

Applejack smiled slightly and the two headed to bed.

Rarity finished her nightly routine, still taking pride in keeping up her appearance. Even in the apocalypse the importance of it to her never diminished. Checking on her sister, Sweetie and Scootaloo were quietly chatting. She looked over at Pinkie who was sleeping soundly, Fluttershy was softly brushing Angel bunny, with her other animals surrounding her. Opalesensce was in a sleeping ball on Rarity’s sleeping bag.

Putting her brush into a small travel bag, she began to prepare her sleeping bag, comforting Opulesence as she did so. Just as she was entering her sleeping bag, her sister had somehow approached quietly. Rarity whipped her around head in surprise as Sweetie started to talk.

“Could you brush my hair?” Sweetie asked hopefully.

Rarity didn’t immediately respond, Sweetie hadn’t asked for this particular thing in a long time, “Of course Sweetie. But I’m surprised, you haven’t asked in so long. Why now?”

“Just want it. You do it so nicely.” Sweetie said somewhat unconvincingly.

Rarity knew rather quickly that it was mostly related to the events of today, she didn’t say anything as she retrieved her brush once again. Sweetie sat in front and Rarity began to brush her hair with quick and smooth strokes of the brush.

Entering a meditative like state, Rarity’s mind wandered to more pleasant memories with her sister and parents. She wondered about her parents, always traveling.

“Who knows where they are. Alive hopefully out there, somewhere.” Rarity thought to herself.

As she brushed the underneath of Sweetie’s hair, she noticed out of the corner of her eye Scootaloo making glances at the activity. Rarity knew that type of look, a look of wanting.

“Scootaloo, would like your hair brushed?” Rarity asked curiously.

Scootaloo looked at her with an expression of hesitation but answered, “Yes please.”

“Very well. Once I’m done you can have your turn. Sound good dear?”

Scootaloo nodded and Rarity saw Fluttershy come closer who chimed in happily.

“If you want I could brush your hair. I might not be good as Rarity but I’ll do my best.”

With a look of excitement, Scootaloo rushed over as much as she could in the slightly cramped tent. Grabbing a different brush then the one she used for her animals, she began to brush Scootaloo’s hair. Gently and slowly, it was soothing however to Scootaloo.

Some small talk circulated between the four girls, mostly old stories, occasionally hobbies and about people in the group.

“Think you’ll ever get to do another fashion show Rarity?” Fluttershy asked.

“Oh I hope so. Not anytime soon of course. But perhaps after we find a place to settle down. I look forward to when we can have a sense of normalcy again.” Rarity responded.

A round of agreements followed. The conversation started to drift towards boy talk.

“Hey Rarity, whatever happened between you and that Blue Blood dude?” Scootaloo asked.

Giving a sideways look Rarity responded, “And where did you hear about that?”

“Uh…Rainbow Dash.” Scootaloo responded sheepishly.

“Oh no.” Sweetie said quietly.

Rarity a very lady like ‘humpf” at that, “Well if you must know, he was undoubtedly one of the worst, if not the worst man I have had the misfortune of going on a date with.”

Fluttershy added in, “I remember him. He was absolutely horrible.”

“Isn’t he the nephew of Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna?” Sweetie asked.

Rarity nodded, “Yes he is. How that man is related to them is beyond me however.”

“Didn’t you have at least had some dates that were good or boyfriends?” Scootaloo asked.

Rarity paused for a second to think before speaking, “Indeed I had some wonderful dates and the odd boyfriend but none stayed long. I suppose it was never meant to be.”

“What about you Fluttershy?” Scootaloo asked next.

Fluttershy blushed slightly at that, “Oh I never had a boyfriend before. I did go on a date, once. It wasn’t very good though.”

“How so?” Sweetie asked with slight anticipation.

“My brother set me up with one of his friends. I couldn’t say no, because I would just feel awful if I did. He was too much like my brother. Thankfully it was a short date.”

The young girls nodded at that. Scootaloo got a sinister idea and looked at Sweetie out of the corner of her eye with a very noticeable smirk. Sweetie’s eyes widened as she knew what Scootaloo was going to ask and before she could intercept, Scootaloo spoke.

“Rarity.” Scootaloo said with anticipation.

“Yes dear?” Rarity responded absentmindedly.

“Do you like Arthur?” Scootaloo said fast and excitingly.

“Scootaloo!” Sweetie cried softly.

Looking at Scootaloo with an unimpressed expression and a raised eyebrow, Rarity responded, “Let me guess. Rainbow Dash again?”

“…Maybe?” Scootaloo responded uncertainly after seeing her look.

Fluttershy looked curiously at Rarity, now wondering the same as Scootaloo. She didn’t say anything as Rarity went on.

“As I told Rainbow Dash, Applejack and Pinkie before, Arthur lost his girlfriend not even a month ago. So I don’t think he is exactly looking for a new girlfriend. As a result even if I did like him, nothing would come of it.” Rarity said with finality.

Scootaloo nodded slowly. There was a short pause as the brushing of hair finished, before Sweetie chimed up. Her curiosity overwhelming her good sense.

“You didn’t answer the question, Rarity.”

Rarity looked in surprise at Sweetie, “Sweetie, you are on board with this too?”

“Well not at first,” Sweetie said as she looked down than looked into her sister’s eyes, “But you are avoiding the question.”

Rarity looked to Fluttershy for support; she shied away as she squeaked out her words, “Ummm…I have to agree with them.”

Rarity’s face showed her thoughts of “Et tu Fluttershy?”

With a sigh, Rarity decided to speak truthfully, “Alright. Yes, I will admit to some level of attraction to Arthur. However my previous points stand.”

The girls all looked at Rarity, expecting something more.

“That’s it?!” Sweetie said exasperated.

“Were you expecting a heartfelt declaration of love or something?” Scootaloo asked Sweetie with a sideway look.

Sweetie blushed, “Nooooo…”

“I knew it!”

Everyone was startled as they looked at Pinkie, now sitting up and pointing at Rarity with a look of extreme satisfaction.

“About time you confessed!” Pinkie yelled quietly enough in the tent.

The girls just stared at her, shocked at her outburst. Scootaloo spoke first.

“How much did you hear?”

Pinkie answered with a large grin on her face, “All of it.”

“Please Pinkie. Don’t make this into a big deal.” Rarity pleaded.

“Don’t worry Rarity. I won’t. I’m just glad you said it.” Pinkie said softly.

“Why not tell Arthur then?” Sweetie asked.

Giving a look only a sister could give, Rarity responded, “I just told you why.”

“I know but Rarity…you were the one who gave me advice when I was trying to learn how to flirt. And you said if you like a guy show some interest in him. What makes it so different now?” Sweetie said.

Everyone looked at Rarity, as she fell quiet at Sweetie’s statement.

“Besides the obvious zombie apocalypse?” Pinkie stated.

Everyone turned to Pinkie with rather deadpan looks.

“Yes, Pinkie,” Rarity responded sarcastically before looking at Sweetie, “You make a good point Sweetie.”

“You did call Arthur and Samuel our heroes, after what happened in Canterlot.” Fluttershy added in.

Sweetie and Scootaloo looked to Fluttershy, than to Rarity, “You did?” Sweetie asked.

With a slight blush Rarity responded, “…I did.”

Sweetie couldn’t help but grin, “That’s so romantic! Arthur was like a knight in shining armor wasn’t he!”

Rarity rolled her eyes, still blushing but with a smile on her face, “Yes Sweetie, it was like that.”

A round of smiles followed that, followed up by Fluttershy speaking.

“Oh my, look at the time. I think we should head to bed.”

After that the girls quickly got ready for bed. But before that Pinkie slid close to Rarity, causing her to look at her curiously.

“You knooowwww, it’s not like there is a lot of options these days. So why not try with him.” Pinkie said.

Rarity thought for a second, “That is very true, not many you could call ‘eligible bachelors’ in our group.”

Pinkie’s eyes went half-shut as she spoke in a singsong voice, “Besides if you don’t take him someone else willllllllll.”

Rarity raised an eyebrow, “And who would that be?”

“One of those Crystal Prep girls. One of them has been eyeing Arthur up, you know.” Pinkie responded.

“How on earth would you know that?” Rarity asked, slight concern in her voice.

Pinkie shrugged, “Just a hunch. You got this Rarity. Goodnight.”

Before Rarity could respond Pinkie went back to her sleeping and promptly returned to sleep.

“Pinkie wouldn’t lie about that. Perhaps I should step up my game. Just because we are in the middle of the apocalypse doesn’t mean Arthur won’t find someone. I just need to make sure he knows how I feel.” Rarity thought to herself.

Filled with determination now, she went to bed, thoughts on the future.

Rainbow Dash sighed heavily, as much as she could considering her wounds. Sleep was not forthcoming and she hated being bed ridden. She was laying on an sleeping bag on top of an air mattress, she was periodically checked on by her friends and by the people on watch duty.

Sharing a tent with two other injured women wasn’t much fun either. One of them having a clean shot through the arm and the other who of all things, got a ricochet round into her foot. Both of course were in pain, but one was more vocal than the others. Rainbow dealt with the woman with a martyred patience. She was hoping someone would come and give her some more painkillers, the limited amount they had.

“Maybe I shouldn’t try rushing a bandit next time. God this sucks.” Rainbow thought to herself.

She noticed someone coming close to the tent, the flap to enter was open, to allow fresh air to circulate. Once the person got close enough, she recognized it was Sunset.

“Hey Sunset.” Rainbow said dryly.

“Hey Rainbow. Came to check on you before I headed to bed. Need anything?”

“Some more of those painkillers would be nice.”

Sunset responded with a small frown, “I’ll try to get some. But there is so few left, might have to make do with Advil or Tylenol.”

Rainbow gave a very faint shrug, “Anything that helps with the pain.”

Sunset nodded and left. She came back five minutes later.

“I was able to get some actual painkillers, but only two pills. The rest are just going to be the regular.”

Rainbow responded, “Heh. Better than nothing.”

Trying to get up she immediately regretted it. Sharp pain shot through her hip and thigh, she let out a small cry of pain. Sunset was by her side in a flash, holding her down.

“Don’t move Rainbow. You know you can’t.” Sunset pleaded.

“I’m sorry. I thought I could at least move a bit.” Rainbow said through gritted teeth.

Sunset just shook her head, “Here, let me help.”

Lifting only Rainbow’s head, Sunset brought a water bottle to her lips as Rainbow popped the two painkillers in her mouth. She then took a gulp of water and swallowed both.

“Hopefully they kick in soon.” Rainbow said hopefully.

“Shouldn’t be too long.” Sunset said.

They sat in silence for a bit, just enjoying each other’s company. Rainbow spoke first.

“Think we could find a doctor soon? I would really like the metal out of my leg, that hasn’t been removed yet.”

“We are going to try find one tomorrow once its light.” Sunset said comfortingly.

“Sounds good.” Rainbow replied drowsily.

The painkillers started to take effect, drowning out the pain, making her sleepy in the process.

Sunset spoke, a smirk on her face, “Ready for some sleep?”

“Yeah…Night Sunset.” Rainbow replied before closing her eyes.

“Night Rainbow.” Sunset said back as she left the tent.

Twilight looked down at her samples from zombies. She was thoroughly disappointed in the results. Using what little scientific equipment she had during the process, she couldn’t help but sigh. She took up a notebook for her scientific research.

The samples I have been able to procure have been little use in trying to further my understanding of the disease. With most of my samples having been flesh and blood, both have rapidly deteriorated in their condition, more than should be possible for dead tissue and stagnant blood.

It’s like the disease has an incredible ability to keep the “zombies” from rotting away. However when the brain has suffered enough damage, the disease seems to die almost instantaneously. Resulting in the former host rapidly entering a state of decay.

However this only leads to more questions. Hopefully once we find a new home, I can get a proper lab going to get to the bottom of this.

“Hey Twilight.” Sunset said as she entered the tent.

“AHHH!” Twilight screamed in surprise, throwing her notebook and pen in the air.

Spike, sleeping on top of Twilight’s sleeping bag, tiredly looked over and went back to sleep, current affairs being of no interest to him.

Sunset raised a hand to her mouth, “I’m so sorry Twilight. Are you alright?”

Twilight raised a hand to her chest, covering her heart which was rapidly beating, “Yeah…Yeah. How do you keep sneaking up on me like that?”

Sunset rolled her eyes, “Twilight, you get so focused, it’s not hard to do so. But it’s not like I do it intentionally. Especially these days.”

Twilight, now flustered, responded, “I know…But I have been able to get some insight into the disease.”

Sunset raised an eyebrow, “Anything useful?”

Twilight shook her head in frustration, “No unfortunately. Just the aftermath after a zombie dies. Again. What I really need is a lab, fresh samples and peace and quiet.”

Sunset sat beside Twilight after having changed into night wear, “Hopefully we will find that place soon. I’ve been discussing that with Samuel and while we do have some ideas where to go. We just don’t have the information we need to decide.”

“I’m not surprised, we have to be absolutely sure that whatever place we decide to call home is good for us.” Twilight said.

Sunset nodded in agreement, “Don’t worry, we will all make sure. Together.”

Twilight beamed a little at that. She still didn’t feel completely at ease ever since the Friendship Games. So reassurances by her friends were always good to hear. She finished packing her equipment away and the two got ready for bed. Moving the limp Spike, Twilight wiggled into her sleeping bag. She couldn’t help but look at the empty space where Rainbow would usually be.

“How’s Rainbow doing?” Twilight asked.

Sunset bit her lip, “Okay. For now. We need to find more painkillers to keep the pain under control, not just her but the others too.”

“We better find a doctor soon.” Twilight muttered.

Sunset nodded at that, she grabbed her book to communicate with the Twilight in Equestria. Hoping she had responded by now, it seemed that the travel time of the pages back and forth between each other is longer since the portal was smashed. Opening to the newest page, she was gripped with excitement that Princess Twilight responded.

Dear Sunset Shimmer,

First I’m sorry I wasn’t able to respond quicker, things in Equestria have been hectic to say the least. But in regards to what you’ve told me, I can’t believe what it must be like right now. I tried coming through the portal despite your warning but you were right. I couldn’t get a portal to open to your world.

All I can say is try to stay safe, you and the girls. Please keep me updated on what happens so I know you’re safe. I’m glad you were able to find others to work with; friendship will help you all through these terrible times. I think I remember meeting Arthur very briefly once, but I can’t recall much besides that. Thank him, from me for what he has done, Samuel too. Whoever that might be. I’ll try to write as often as possible, especially if you need any help that I could provide.

I wish things were different and you girls were here, safe and sound. May good luck follow you.

Your dearest friend, Twilight Sparkle

Sunset couldn’t help but tear up a bit at Princess’s Twilight’s letter. She began to write back, about everything that happened since the last message. It was short, but it brought some peace to Sunset to do so.

Once finished she put the book away, and prepared to lay her head down for sleep. But Twilight spoke.

“Sunset, could I ask something?”

“Of course. What is it?” Sunset responded as she sat back up.

“Who is really the leader of our group?” Twilight asked curiously.

Sunset paused, it was a random question, “I guess Samuel? Why?”

Twilight stoked her hair as she responded, “Well it seems like actually you make a lot of the decisions and people in the group seem…a bit confused on who is really leader. And some of them want something like a group vote to decide who actually leader.”

With a look of confusion Sunset responded, “I never noticed. Perhaps we should do something like that, a group vote. But maybe after we get current things under control first.”

Twilight nodded, “I agree. Anyways, goodnight Sunset. Thanks again for everything.”

Sunset smiled softly, “You don’t have to keep thanking me or anyone else Twilight. We are your friends; we look out for each other. Goodnight to you as well Twilight.”

Blue sky filled with white fluffy clouds seemed all too distant from the convoy that continued east. Continuing on the same highway they were ambushed, after a few detours away from it to shake off any unwanted attention. The arid environment around them passed in a blur as they drove.

Samuel drove with a small frown on his face and eyes darting constantly around for any signs of an ambush again. The fact the wounded were getting worse was cause for concern and they had been no luck finding anyone who could help. Even breaking radio protocol and requesting help on open channels resulted in no response. Arthur in the passenger seat as always has been attached to his radio since the ambush. Never leaving it, in case something comes over the radio waves.

Twilight sat in the back, Spike in her lap; she was quietly talking with Elizabeth about a variety of sciences. Otherwise it was rather quiet.

Samuel’s eyes caught the vehicle behind him put on its four way lights. That meant something or someone is in trouble. With a sigh from constant stress he began pulling over, much of the rest of the convoy was already doing the same.

Once parked Samuel hopped out, grabbing his M4, he scanned the area around. Clear enough to safely stop for a bit. Clear ground on either side of the highway, a car and an SUV were in the ditch, empty of people or zombies. Twilight and Elizabeth hopped out shortly after, Spike in Twilight’s arms. Elizabeth clenched Hobbes in her arms closely. Arthur slowly got it, his attention squarely on his radio.

Samuel walked, lighting a cigarette as he did, towards the middle of the convoy, other people exited vehicles, wondering what was happening.

“Spread out! Form a perimeter!” Samuel pointed with his finger, “Norman! Ken! Take a few to search those vehicles for anything of use! Quick but careful!”

People listened and attended to their duties. Samuel moved down the convoy till he reached the vehicle, the Jeep Wrangler, which caused it all, which several people surrounded. Sunset saw him and moved toward him.

“The rim is damaged. Air won’t stay in.” Sunset stated.

“Meaning it doesn’t have a proper seal,” Samuel sighed, “Let’s see if we can fix it.”

The two walked side by side till reaching the Jeep, Rarity and Fluttershy were the two occupants, another man was beside them, Joel, picked up in Thurston when they went through. Samuel knelt down to by the front passenger tire. The rim had a bend in the steel to where the tire didn’t seat properly.

“Got the jack and tire iron?” Samuel asked.

“Yup.” Joel responded.

“Let’s get it lifted then.” Samuel said.

Sunset grabbed the tools and set them by the tire. Getting the car jack underneath, Joel started jacking it up as Samuel grabbed a hammer to bang the rim back shape. Once the Jeep was lifted enough, Joel started loosening the bolts quickly with grunts of effort. Taking off the tire, they all saw another problem.

“Well shit.” Samuel said with disappointment.

“What is…Oh.” Sunset began to ask before seeing the damage.

The rotor and a part of the brakes had been damaged, just like the rim. Samuel poked his head under quickly and saw the entire assembly has been damaged to some extent.

“There is no fixing that is there?” Rarity asked as she looked at it.

Both Joel and Samuel shook their heads. Samuel spoke.

“Nope. We don’t have the parts for it. Did it feel off at all when driving?”

“It did. There was this horrible grinding noise and the Jeep did feel like it was…leaning?” Rarity said uncertainly.

“I think the wheel bearing is screwed then as well.” Joel said.

“Agreed.” Samuel rubbed his face in frustration, “The Jeep is obviously no longer drivable, let’s redistribute the supplies and strip it for anything we could use for the other vehicles. Drain its gas too.”

“I’ll get it done. Could I get a few people to help?” Joel said.

Sunset responded, “Of course.”

“Try to get it done in about ten minutes. Anything you can’t get off, you just leave.” Samuel said.

Joel got to work; two other people quickly came over to help. Samuel and Sunset went off to the side a bit.

“It isn’t just the Jeep. Most of our vehicles are in serious need of repair. Fuck this bullshit.” Samuel said with frustration.

“I know. Arthur hasn’t picked up anything, has he?” Sunset asked.

Samuel shook his head, “Nothing so far -“

“Sunset! Sunset! Rainbow and Mateo are in trouble!” Fluttershy shouted as loud as she could as she came running toward the two.

“What’s wrong?” Sunset asked, wide eyed with worry.

Fluttershy responded with shuddering breaths, “I-I think they are-are going into shock!”

Nothing was said between the three as they all sprinted to where Rainbow and Mateo were, in the bed of a truck covered with a truck cap. Both were in worsening conditions.

“Fluttershy is there anymore morphine?” Samuel asked hastily.

“Only a bit. Enough for only a couple hours.” Fluttershy responded.

“Give it to them Fluttershy. Hurry.” Sunset pleaded.

With a nod of determination she hopped in the back with Samuel and Sunset behind her. Cramming together, the two held Rainbow and Mateo down as Fluttershy grabbed the last doses of morphine they had from her medical bag. She quickly put them into syringes and gave the doses. Both immediately began to settle.

“They can’t take much more of this.” Fluttershy said sadly.

“I don’t think we can get much further like this either.” Sunset said with worry, as she looked at Samuel.

Samuel stayed quiet as he looked at the two wounded in the bed of the truck, “Let’s get ready to move. If we don’t find any help by tonight…We might just have to perform surgery ourselves.”

Both the girls looked at him in horror at the idea. Fluttershy spoke first, “But…But I don’t know how to perform a surgery though! It would be horrible!”

“I know Fluttershy, but he has a point. If we don’t they’ll just die…” Sunset said with concern.

Either outcome was horrifying to them. Let them die a slow and painful death, or perform a surgery, with no experience or proper equipment, that may save them or condemn them. Before anyone spoke another word, Applejack came from the front of the caravan. Jogging along as she called for them.

“Get over here! Ah think Arthur’s got something!” Applejack yelled.

Sunset and Samuel went jogging towards her, Fluttershy staying behind to look after her patients. They looked at each other, the same thought behind their eyes.

I hope it’s what we think it is.

Catching up to Applejack, she led the two back to Samuel’s truck. They saw Arthur furiously turning knobs and readjusting as if he was trying to catch a very elusive signal. Arthur ignored them all as they approached.

“Arthur what did you find?” Sunset asked hopefully.

Raising a finger in a gesture of “give me a minute” they all waited anxiously in what seemed like lingering moments that lasted forever.

“Got it!” Arthur yelled excitedly.

People gathered around, others filtering in who weren’t taken by their duties. Unplugging his headphones, Arthur turned up the volume knob and everyone listened in closely, quiet within the tense atmosphere.

Come on down to the Hub! We got everything you might need! Food! Fuel! Medical services! Auto body shops! Just to name a few! And if that doesn’t suit your fancy you can trade anything for everything! We are only several miles west of Baker City! Hope to see you!

Everyone was quiet as they processed information. The small crowd burst into chatter, trying to decide on something they wanted to hear. Sunset took action and called for their attention. A few moments later, all eyes were on her.

“If that broadcast is true, then we can get everything we need. Let’s get going!”

People hurried to get moving again, Samuel spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. A singular zombie slowly shambling over. He swore under his breath, he was really getting tired of them somehow being everywhere. He turned his attention to a few people still loitering, or still doing watch duty.

“Didn’t you hear! Mount up! Let’s get moving you fuckers!” Samuel yelled impatiently.

Sunset laid out the map they’ve been using ever since Sweet Apple Acres, “Here is Baker City. By my estimation it’s about…twenty miles from where we are.” She traced a finger of their route, “We will have to make a quick turn north to hit their location. Hopefully it’ll be easy to find.”

“Should be the way they’re announcing it.” Arthur said dryly as he put his radio back in the truck.

Samuel quickly looked over the map, “It will also give us a good spring board to cross over into Idaho. But first things first. We find this ‘Hub’ and get our wounded treated.”

With that they all got back into their respective vehicles and the convoy began rolling again. Picking up speed with a newfound hope in their hearts.

It was approaching late evening when the group started to see the outskirts of Baker City. What really got their attention was a suburb and commercial section that has been somewhat walled off. Partially like what they saw around Thurston, semi-trucks and random materials put together. The rest however was chain link fence, encasing what looks like a FEMA or Red Cross camp.

It was agreed, despite logic saying otherwise, they would drive up to the front gate. To get their wounded treated. Sunset looked at the Hub with serious eyes. She was squeezed in the back with Elizabeth and Twilight. The convoy however didn’t stop and continued driving, the Hub growing closer every second. It also seemed they weren’t the only group here as other vehicles were parked about. Campsites and the ruddy glow of campfires, the silhouettes of people also common.

Approaching what looked like a front gate. The security looked tight, four people at the gate, armed with assault rifles and body armor of various sorts. One of them gestured for Samuel to stop his truck and he slowed to a halt. The rest of the convoy following suit.

Rolling down a window, a guard approached, an average looking white man with the look of a farmer’s son, “State your business.”

“We have wounded that need tending immediately.” Samuel said seriously.

The guard straightened, the other three brought their rifles up to a low ready position, the man spoke again, “What kind of wounded?”

“They were shot! Ambush from about a day and a half ago!” Sunset hastily cried out.

The guard didn’t relax, “We will need to check them for bites or signs of infection first before we can allow them in.”

“Only a quick one. Then we get in.” Arthur said, trying to intimidate.

The guard ignored him and spoke again, “Where are you wounded?”

“Truck behind us, in the bed. One of our own accompanies you to make sure everything goes smoothly.” Samuel said.

The guard shrugged, “That’s fine. I’m bringing another too.”

Sunset hopped out and guided the two guards to the truck, disappearing behind it. A few minutes later they were back. Sunset hopped back in.

“You’re clear to enter but only this truck and the other. Rest stay out here, can’t have too many people in at once. And the medical clinics are just down this road, you can’t miss them. Last thing, you’re allowed to keep your weapons, never know when you night need them but no outward brandishing or threatening or you will be dealt with,” The guard said.

Samuel nodded and the guard gestured for the gate to open. The trucks slowly rolled in and the rest of the convoy, having already been radioed by Arthur, made a wide turn towards the outer field to start setting up camp.

The two trucks rolled down a road leading to the commercial district part of the Hub. Everyone slightly gawked at the amount of people here, going about their business or trying to sell their wares in the very huge tent market. Many establishments of various types existed, but could be investigated later.

Finding the first clinic on the right side, they rapidly parked in front. Everyone almost threw themselves out of the trucks. Sunset alongside Rarity rushed into the building, flinging the doors wide open. Samuel and Arthur got Mateo unloaded, going as fast as they could towards the building. Applejack and Pinkie had unloaded Rainbow Dash in the same fast order. Both of the wounded were in a state of going in and out of consciousness.

Entering the building into a large waiting room, an Asian man in a doctor’s coat with several nurses had prepped a surgery room with two tables ready to go.

“Here! Put them here!” The doctor yelled.

Both stretcher parties rushed to get their charges onto the tables, Mateo first and Rainbow second. Once both were on the tables, the nurses shooed them out of the room so they could work. The doctor went out with them as the nurses did their preparations.

“We are going to start the surgeries right away, but first I need to discuss payment.” The doctor explained plainly.

“Payment! Our friends are dying and you expect payment!” Applejack roared furiously.

The doctor glared at her, “I don’t what you were expecting but it isn’t going to be free. It costs supplies and my staff needs to be paid. And since money is useless now it will have to be something else.”

Sunset put a hand on Applejack shoulder to calm her, “We understand. What do you want for payment?”

“Food is always good. High value goods are better. We can discuss exact price after however once the surgeries are done. Now I have work to do so is there any-“

“Is it possible if we could stay?” Pinkie piped in with wide eyes.

The doctor looked at her, “Only a few, the rest of you will need to leave. Now is that everything?”

“If you could look at some of our other injured some time later it would be much appreciated.” Samuel said.

The doctor nodded, “We can do that. Now let me work.”

After that the doctor went back into the surgery room to begin. The group filtered out of the building, taking a rest by the trucks.

“So who is staying?” Samuel asked.

All the girls wanted to but it was ultimately decided that Fluttershy and Twilight would stay. Now having calmed down a bit, the group looked at their surroundings more closely. There really was a variety of businesses. From mechanic shops and general stores to bar and even what looked like a brothel. And among these establishments were people, not a single one phased by the groups rush.

Arthur yawned, triggering a few others to yawn as well. Sunset spoke.

“I don’t think there is anything else we can do now. Its best we head to our camp.”

A round of agreement followed, “Perhaps we should try exploring this place more tomorrow.” Arthur thought out loud.

Samuel smirked and put a hand on Arthur’s shoulder, “Tomorrow, looks like there is a lot to discover. I’m surprised such a place exists honestly.”

“Yeah maybe we could do some trading-“Arthur was interrupted.

“You there! Could you spare something?!”

A beggar came up to them, a man with golden hair that was vastly overgrown and filthy, a grotesque beard of the same color. His clothes, which was once a three piece suit, was also rather filthy and in tatters. One of his dress shoes had hole where his toes are. Incredibly light blue eyes that seemed dull stared at them, slowly looking to each one of them.

“Umm…Sorry we don’t have anything to spare right now.” Twilight said.

The beggar’s eyes locked in on her, much to her surprise and now fear.

“You are all the same! Never have anything! I see your supplies in that truck! Can’t you spare something!” the beggar yelled frantically and at the point of tears.

Applejack decided to intervene, “Whoa now. You listen here mister, calm down and try being a mite more polite and maybe we’ll give you something.”

The man’s mouth shut in fear now and slight hope, “Please. Just something. Anything.”

Samuel took a deep frustrated breath, keeping Elizabeth behind him as she peered curiously around him. Arthur right beside him just crossed his arms and watched it play out. Pinkie and Fluttershy also watched from the sidelines as Twilight slowly backed away from the man, Spike in her arms growling.

Rarity disappeared from the conversation and reappeared almost as fast. She had some water, food and some fresh clothes in her arms, “Here you go dear. It’s not much but it’s something-“

She paused in mid-sentence as her eyes widened in recognition, despite the man now thanking her profusely.

“Blue Blood!” Rarity cried out in confusion.

All the girls looked at her and said the same thing at once in confusion, “Blue Blood?”

Samuel narrowed his eyebrows in confusion and looked to Arthur for an answer, who merely shrugged.

The man, now identified, stopped mid-sentence and his eyes now widened in recognition.

“Miss Rarity? Is that you?”

Rarity shied away a bit, “Yes it’s me.”

“I’m saved! Saved!” Blue Blood cried as he went to his knees and tried to hug Rarity’s legs, but she moved away in alarm.

“Alright that’s enough.” Samuel said, deciding to intervene, “You stay right there and don’t move. And don’t cause any issues. Got it?”

Blue Blood, looked up at him and nodded frantically. Samuel stared at him for a second and then turned to the girls, “So who is he?”

Rarity spoke, with slight disgust, “That is Blue Blood. Nephew to Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna. I had the misfortune having gone on a date with him, it was absolutely dreadful…”

She noticed how everyone looked at her with a deadpan look, she laughed nervously, “But that story can wait for another time. Anyway I’m surprised he is here of all places.”

Everyone looked at him; he was still staring at them wide eyed, not entirely there.

“So Blue Blood how did you get to be here?” Arthur asked uncertainly.

That brought him out of his trance and he immediately began, “I was on a flight to a socialite gathering in L.A, it was going to be marvelous. Than all of a sudden we landed in the middle of some-some corn field! And then we came under attack by those absolute monsters! I ran for who knows how long and then I was here. I don’t know how but I am.”

The group all turned to each other again. Pinkie spoke, “So what do we do?”

“Well he was known for being an absolute pain but seeing him like this…is something to say the least.” Applejack offered.

“Oh yes. He was absolutely horrible to my animals but we should still show him kindness. Even he doesn’t deserve this.” Fluttershy added in.

Sunset hesitated than spoke, “I know if we take him in it’s going to be…painful to say the least but I feel like we should try to help him, if only for Celestia and Luna.”

“Maybe he will like my surprises this time; he didn’t last time the big meanie.” Pinkie said.

“I…uh…got nothing to say.” Twilight said sheepishly.

Rarity flipped her hair before speaking, “Even after that absolutely horrid date and the way he acted, behaved and treated me…I can’t help but feel sorry for him.”

Samuel sighed, “So you want to take him with us?”

Arthur added in, “You’re sure? I didn’t know the guy at all but the rumors around the school are enough to for me to hesitant about this.”

A slight hesitation by the girls before a collective agreement of ‘yes’. Samuel turned and walked over to Blue Blood, towering over his kneeling form.

“Alright Blue Blood through the mercy of those girls right there,” Samuel pointed at them, “It looks like you’re joining our group.”

“Thank you!” Blue Blood cried out, now getting up, almost as tall as Samuel.

Samuel still looked at him with slight contempt, “We will discuss what that exactly entails later. First you need a bath and a haircut. You better not have lice either or you’re being shaved.”

Blue Blood’s eyes went wide, “You can’t shave my hair! A haircut I understand but shave it! It’s one of the best parts of me!”

Samuel snorted, “Don’t care. You listen or you get kicked out, Understood?”

Blue Blood shut his mouth again, and nodded very slowly.

“Good. Now hop in the bed of the truck, my truck.”

He quickly did so, obviously happy to be going somewhere. Samuel looked at the girls with tired eyes, “This better not bite us in the ass.”

Sunset approached and put a hand on his shoulder, “Don’t worry. We will make sure it doesn’t. Trust me”

Samuel nodded, “Alright I’ll trust you.”

Sunset smiled, “Thank you. Let’s go now.”

The group started loading up again, minus Fluttershy and Twilight. Before they were all loaded up, Arthur approached Rarity.

“You gonna be alright with this?”

“As much as I despise the man for what he did on that date. I can’t turn him away…that’s just too cruel.” Rarity responded.

“You’re going to have tell me the story behind that.” Arthur said.

“Happily. And maybe you’ll learn something from it, especially on how to treat a lady.” Rarity said with a smile.

She realized she might have made a mistake when she saw the flash of pain in Arthur’s eyes, “I’m sorry Arthur. I-I didn’t mean to make sound like that if you understand what I mean-“

Arthur put a finger to her lips, almost touching, she went quiet and looked down at it, Arthur spoke with a soft smile, “It’s ok. I know you didn’t mean anything bad.”

He removed the finger and continued, ‘Let’s go now. Maybe we can get some proper sleep.”

“Yes, let’s do that.” Rarity agreed.

The two of them hopped into the same truck as the two trucks headed to their new camp under the rapidly darkening sky.