A World Gone Rotten

Chapter 9

“New State, New Problems”

Idaho Border, 20 Miles in

May 1st, 2015

1200 hours

The group stopped to take a breather and get their bearings on their surroundings; they were close to the I-95. They had followed a series of minor roads and questionable trails through Oregon until the Idaho border. After having crossed the border yesterday, they were in the foothills, seeing the Bitterroot Range in the far distance of mountains, valleys and deep forest. The journey had been perilous enough and now they were in completely unknown territory.

Standing beside Sunset and her council, Arthur was listening on radio chatter as they discussed the first place they wanted to scout out for a potential new home. St. Hilda’s, a Catholic abbey, a common tourist spot before the apocalypse began was one said location. Another was the various prisons, especially the old Boise state penitentiary. Arthur just let the conversation flow past his head, more interested in the radio.

It was perhaps the most active the radio had been since the very first week of the apocalypse. He couldn’t help but notice a large amount of code words and jargon, like there was some collective group in this place, there was also mention of a weird cult in the mountains. To him it sounded like there was some war going on.

“Arthur?” Sunset called.

It took a moment for him to react, “Huh?”

Sunset smirked at his dumb look he gave, “We were wondering if you got anything?”

Arthur perked up, “Yes I did. However…”

“However, what?” One of the council members asked.

Arthur took a deep breath, concern in his voice, “There is a lot more radio chatter going on than usual. And I mean a lot, it sounds like there is something big going on. Most of it seems to be about coordinating groups together and keeping things going, like as if there is a collective community. On the other hand…there was also mention of ‘culties’, their words. And there seemed to be a lot of hatred against them. It’s like there is some kind of war being waged.”

Everyone was silent as they stared at Arthur. The news was not one they expected nor was it a pleasant one. People glanced to each other with varied looks, some worried or suspicious. A few seemed delighted that there were at least some people in the state. Everyone turned their attention to Sunset as she spoke.

“Any idea where the signals are coming from? Are they coming in from Lewiston or Boise by any chance? Or is it more rural areas?” Sunset asked with curiosity.

Arthur shook his head, “I have no idea and there has been nothing about locations but guessing by the spotty signals that I picked up there is activity in the mountains and in the more eastern part of the state. Nothing from Boise or Lewiston, so I think it’s safe to assume it’s the usual.”

“Could it be related to all those survivalists that always seemed to have come here?” A woman asked.

Samuel spoke with a cautious tone, “It most likely is Idaho had one of the largest prepper communities before this all began. They would be the ones that would survive if anyone did here.” Samuel sighed, “However this means we got more competition and threats in the state.”

The same council woman spoke again, “Aren’t they…you know…a bunch of paranoid, ultra conservative, isolationists?”

Everyone looked at her blankly, Sunset spoke addressing the woman’s statement, “What they were before doesn’t matter as much as whom they could be now.”

There was a round of agreements, some more reluctant than others, Sunset took note of that as she spoke again, “Now onto our other issues.”

Another council member, a middle aged man, known for being constantly worried about something, spoke this time, “Our food stocks are low, and I for one know I’m getting sick of our rationing and the same food every day.”

“I’m quite sure we are all quite aware about our food situation, and we are dealing with it the best we can.” Sunset said a little annoyed.

The same man spoke up again, “But there has to be something more we could do-“

Sunset silenced him with a glare; she was getting tired of the constant bombardment of people complaining to her, it made her wonder sometimes why she decided being the leader of their group was a good idea. She sighed internally as she refocused her attention on the meeting.

The meeting dealt with the other issues that came with running a nomadic group of drifters looking for a new home, minor conflicts between people, the distribution of newly found supplies and what seemed like every tiny problem that people brought to her, even if she knew that wasn’t actually the case.

When the meeting was finally ended, Sunset let her head rest against the hood of Samuel’s truck with her arms crossed to support her, the truck having become the unofficial place for their meetings and planning. She was hoping to have a moment of peace before the day went on. With a deep breath she couldn’t help but think back to simpler times. She missed those days with a passion.

“I miss when all I had to worry about was exams, trying to accomplish speed runs and the occasional crazy magic user. Now I have a whole bunch of people relying on me in a damn zombie apocalypse. I can’t help but wonder if this is how Celestia felt ruling over Equestria.”

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps, crunching on the gravel of their pit stop. Lifting her head to see who it was she let out a breath of relief upon seeing it was just Samuel. He had a smile on his face, like he knew about a funny secret she wasn’t aware of.

Samuel held up two cups in his hand and handed one to Sunset, “Here, thought you could use this.”

With a look of slight confusion she grabbed it, “What is it?”

“Gatorade powder from my personal stash, fruit punch to be specific, it ain’t no coffee or energy drink but it’s the next best thing I got.” Samuel said with joy.

Sunset’s eyes widened and looked at him with gratitude as she took a sip, the coolness of the drink combined with the taste of sugar was amazing to her.

“Thank you Samuel, it is appreciated.”

Samuel waved a hand in dismissal, “It’s no problem. Seemed like you needed it.”

“You have no idea. I never thought it was going to be this hard being leader, It’s exhausting.” Sunset admitted.

Samuel gave a small chuckle, “That was the other reason I didn’t make a bid for the leadership role; it’s just another word for ‘headache’.”

Sunset smirked, “You know I would’ve disagreed with that before this, but now I agree wholeheartedly.”

Samuel nodded with a smile as he took a sip, “You’re doing a good job though so don’t sweat it too much.”

“Thank you Samuel…it’s nice to hear that.” Sunset replied thankfully, “So anything noteworthy from camp that hasn’t been brought to my attention?”

Samuel shrugged, “For the most part no. It’s not like they can hide it from you easily. But if there was one thing I will say is that the work ethic seems to be slipping, even if it is only a bit.”

Sunset replied with a raised eyebrow, “Is it Blue Blood and some of the others again? I swear it’s like we just dealt with them yesterday…”

“It isn’t Blue Blood or the usual suspects. Most have actually been fine. Blue Blood especially he seems to have mellowed out the most.” Samuel said thoughtfully, “It’s more like the newcomers we have gotten.”

“Oh.” Sunset said in surprise. “We will deal with that then. I think it’s them being new but keep an eye on them for me please.”

“Will do. But it is getting harder to keep eyes on people with the way our group has grown, even with us delegating people into smaller groups to manage.” Samuel stated.

Nodding in agreement, Sunset replied with a mischievous smirk as she looked into Samuel’s eyes, “I have my sources to keep us informed, don’t worry.”

Samuel’s eyebrows went up slightly in response, surprised at the statement. Sunset pretended to not notice a she went on, “Now when you split off at the I-95 to go see about St. Hilda’s do you think have enough people in your opinion?”

Thinking for a moment Samuel nodded, “I believe so, since I’m only taking in total ten people. Should be quick and take no longer than a week at most if everything goes smooth.”

Sunset smiled and spoke after finishing her drink, “Good. Now let’s go check over our final preparations.”

As Samuel’s small group split off north heading up the I-95 towards the Camas prairie of northern Idaho, Elizabeth looked out the back of the van she was in as she tried to not cry. She didn’t want to see Samuel go or Rarity or Pinkie, even Norman. Her lip quivered as she felt a hand on her back, she knew it was Arthur as she looked over at him with wet eyes.

Arthur began to rub her back in a soothing gesture, “It’ll be ok Elizabeth. You know that.”

Elizabeth nodded, not wanting to speak in worry that she might begin to cry. Arthur put his arms out in a hugging gesture; she didn’t hesitate to hug him. Arthur was becoming more and more like a big brother to her, it helped with how much time she spent with him when Samuel was busy, which was often. She felt another pair of eyes on her; she looked to the passenger seat in front of her. Sunset was looking at her with a soft smile.

“I’m worried about them too. But we got to trust them, right?”

“Yeah.” Elizabeth said in a small voice.

“Besides he’s got Pinkie, Rarity and Rainbow to look after him, they’ll keep him in check.” Arthur said cheekily.

Elizabeth let out a small laugh, looking at Arthur as she wiped her eyes she couldn’t help but tease him, “Especially Rarity right?”

Arthur just rolled his eyes, “Very funny Elizabeth.”

“Oh don’t lie Arthur, you worry as well.” Sunset added with a teasing tone.

“Great, you too?” Arthur said as he looked at her with exasperation.

“Duh. You think I’m going to just sit by and not join in on the fun?” Sunset responded with a grin.

Arthur just groaned as the two girls laughed at his reaction, he rubbed his face with a hand as prepared for more teasing, which came naturally. After some back and forth between Arthur and the girls, Sunset turned the teasing into a more serious conversation.

“Rarity told me about the…situation between you two. But I was hoping to hear your side of it.” Sunset said with curiosity.

“You’re not going to interrogate me are you? Rainbow already did that you know.” Arthur said as he gave Sunset a questioning look.

Sunset shook her head, “No I’m not going to interrogate you. Just wondering, that is all.”

Arthur looked at her with suspicion before conceding, he knew he could trust her after everything and with a sigh he spoke.

“I’m quite sure you already know about the reason, right?”

“I do.” Sunset responded simply.

“I’m still…dealing with it.” Arthur gestured to his heart, “Here.” He then gestured to his head, “And here…It’ll be awhile before I’m ready for that again.”

Sunset nodded slowly in understanding, “I understand. But would you have feelings for Rarity like she does for you?”

Arthur thought carefully about his next words before speaking, “Not completely. I didn’t see her this way before well…any of this. I think in time I could, but a lot is in the air right now. I don’t even know if I could love again the same way I loved Jennifer.”

“I see.” Sunset said neutrally as she shifted in her seat, not entirely sure what to say to that. She was thinking of what else she could say before Arthur spoke again.

“Please don’t think that doesn’t mean I don’t care for her…it’s just really complicated on how to describe it.”

Sunset paused for a moment, “Ok that is fair. I just wanted to ask so I could understand it a bit better.”

“Fair enough.” Arthur responded, he hesitated but added, “I don’t even know why she likes me exactly.”

“Is it because she thinks you’re handsome?” Elizabeth asked suddenly, clenching Hobbes, who was in the middle seat between her and Arthur, as she could no longer keep quiet from listening in.

Arthur looked at her in slight shock as Sunset gave a short laugh and answered, “Well that is one reason and she does say Arthur would be quite useful for all that men’s fashion she designs.” Sunset looked at Arthur with teasing eyes with his eyes widening in response, “After all she has always wanted a man she could throw suits at.”

Elizabeth giggled as she saw Arthur begin to blush; Sunset couldn’t help but grin as she found a chink in his armour. It only spurred her on to see how far she could take this.

“It also helps how he was such a hero when he came to her rescue.” Sunset did a melodramatic pose like Rarity would and put on a posh accent as she continued. “It was so romantic, he was like a dashing knight on a noble steed that day just like the stories I read as a child. It was absolutely breathtaking.”

Arthur sank into his seat as much as he could, unable to defend himself from the two girls teasing him from two sides, he mumbled, “I hope you both get what’s coming to you.”

“Maybe one day Arthur but today is not the day.” Sunset said smugly, “Now what else…Oh! She has a thing for your muscles, the arms and shoulders in particular; it was quite amusing seeing her eye you up anytime she can. And the way you are with Sweetie Belle? Cherry on top of the cake.”

Arthur put his face in his hands, muttering, “Dear God you just can’t stop, can you?”

Sunset smiled, still smug, “Nope, besides you can admit she is rather pretty.”

“…Yes, yes I can.” Arthur admitted in defeat.

“You’re pretty too Sunset.” Elizabeth said with a beaming smile at Sunset.

Sunset’s face softened, “Oh you’re too adorable, thank you though.”

Before anything else could be said Arthur’s radio came to life, faint chatter came from the headphones; it wasn’t the broadcasting that was surprising. It was the voices, they didn’t sound like any of their group. The three all looked at each other than back to the radio.

“That’s odd.” Sunset said with a raised eyebrow.

Arthur looked at the radio with suspicion, muttering, “Yes it is.”

Putting the headphones on he quickly found out what was being said.

“Code word Hosea, I repeat code word Hosea.”

The line was repeated several times and then the radio went dark, Arthur waited for a minute to see if anything else was said. There was nothing. He looked at Sunset with a concerned look.

“What is it?” Sunset said with her own growing concern.

“Code word Hosea, multiple times, that’s all what was said.”

Sunset looked to the radio than back to Arthur, “I don’t like that at all.”

“Neither do I.” Arthur muttered.

“What do we do?” Elizabeth asked curiously.

“We stick to the plan the best we can…it’s all we can do.” Sunset replied softly.

It was four days later that the main group had entered sight of Boise, the former capital city looked like any other city now, portions burnt down or falling apart and overrun with the dead. They skirted around the city as best they could, their destination on the east side of the city and it took them a better part of the day. Setting up a temporary camp several miles from Boise, Sunset and four others were getting ready to go scout the old state penitentiary.

It was to be quick, no longer than a few hours, to see if the penitentiary is occupied and if it could make a good home. Many wondered about that, especially its close proximity to the city and its undead hordes but choices were limited and a quick look wouldn’t hurt. Or so they hoped, while the penitentiary wasn’t directly in the city it was just on the outskirts of what would’ve been further development before the apocalypse put a permanent stop to it.

Sunset took one last look at her sabre for any damage, finding none she sheathed it and threw her backpack on. Her small party was almost done their preparations as well. Arthur shifted his pack as he leaned on his billhook, trying to get comfortable with the heavy radio inside his pack. Big Mac waited patiently as he chewed on a piece of grass, holding his crossbow casually. Mateo gave his knife a final sharpening and Fluttershy was counting the amount of bandages she had in her medical bag then the arrows in her quiver.

All were volunteers for the mission besides Sunset, as she felt it necessary she got a close look for herself and feeling like she couldn’t ask people to do something when she could do it herself. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Fluttershy approaching her, wringing her target bow in her hands.

“Umm…Sunset?”

“Yes?”

“Is there anything else I need to bring? I don’t want to forget anything.” Fluttershy asked in an unsure tone.

“Got all the basics like water, ammo and a bit of food? Then all your specialty kit?” Sunset asked as she lifted her fingers in count to the list.

Fluttershy looked over herself, quietly counting and mumbling her finds, after she looked at Sunset with a small smile, “Yup got everything I need. Thank you.”

Sunset smiled back, “No problem.”

Checking on everyone else they were waiting for the word that they were going, Sunset looked back at Fluttershy, “Let’s go.”

Sunset’s party left the vicinity of the camp, two other larger parties them followed out, they would be splitting off as they were being sent to scavenge a few select targets. Crossing the overgrown fields, the outline of Boise became more visible as they got closer and eventually the two scavenging parties split off onto their own paths to take to their objectives. The area had few zombies lurking around, shambling slowly in some random direction, it was easy enough to avoid them and the ones they couldn’t were easily killed.

After walking for an hour or so the party took a break at their last rendezvous point, a ditch beside a service road. Arthur observed the city with binoculars as he laid prone, on the lookout for large groups or even hordes of zombies. Not seeing any for the time being he looked towards the penitentiary, just barely visible through the remnants of the local botanical garden and the surrounding area.

“See anything Arthur?” Sunset asked as she munched on a protein bar.

“Nothing much, I see the penitentiary but just barely though.” Arthur responded quietly.

“Any clear path towards it?” Sunset asked.

Arthur was silent as he looked for a path; there were a few options in his mind. Going around the botanical gardens, either by going through a suburb section or through more overgrown fields. The last option was to go through the gardens, while starting to become overgrown it seemed manageable.

“Or so I hope. There is too many potential hiding places for the zombies in there. Hopefully Sunset agrees and chooses the field option.”

Arthur looked over to Sunset and told her what he saw, she thought for a few moments before deciding.

“We will take the field path, but let’s be careful.” Sunset said.

The five left the rendezvous point and began heading along the field, keeping their heads on a swivel as they got closer to the city. The field transitioned into a parking lot they had to cross to reach the field outside the penitentiary. There was the occasional car parked, left to the elements to rust away, corpses were also scattered across the lot, eaten beyond recognition by zombies.

Everyone was on edge as they slowly crossed the pavement, trying to look at every possible spot a zombie could pop up from. There wasn’t any in sight yet, but they knew sooner or later there would be more. A lot more.

Arthur looked into a car they passed, seeing if there was anything. All he saw were two children and their mother rotting away, flies buzzing around despite the promise of rain from the gloomy, overcast sky. He quickly looked away, trying not to think about what he saw, moving his attention to the gardens they passed. They were beautiful, the colourful flowers surrounded by vibrant green grass and bush, despite what surrounded them, even in their slightly overgrown state and he felt a wave of longing for the world that once existed but he knew it would never return.

He was disturbed from his thoughts when Sunset, who was in the lead of their single file party, held a hand up to signify a short halt. She then pointed to a convenient vehicle a mere ten feet to their left and the group dashed over to hide behind it. Once behind, Sunset peaked behind the car around the trunk.

Sunset narrowed her eyes in suspicion; she was sure she saw movement coming ahead, a slight movement of bush made her wonder. But her suspicions were confirmed when a lone zombie walked out of the bush, clothes ripped up and a few sticks sticking out of the body. Sunset, satisfied that she was correct, looked back to Big Mac and lifted a single finger, pointing towards the direction of the zombie and then made a shooting gesture. Big Mac simply nodded and moved to the front of the car, taking up a firing position and getting eyes on.

He steadied his breathing and began to slowly pull the trigger, but before he could pull the trigger he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Shifting ever so slightly, he saw another zombie stumble out in a similar state as the first one. He slowly backed off since there was no possible way for him to kill two quickly enough. He looked back at Sunset and held up two fingers and got a nod in response. Sunset then looked underneath the car to see the situation.

Expecting only the two she was caught off guard when another two stumbled out, like they were following the first one. She watched for a minute and slowly, more and more came out of the gardens turning from just that first one into a horde dozens strong. They smelled strongly of decomposition, making her wrinkle her nose in disgust. The sound of the shambling was noticeable as well as the low cacophony of groaning.

She kept her composure but inside she felt fear. Going into the city gave her enough anxiety but having a horde so close by didn’t help matters. Getting up she looked to the others, all knowing what was only a short distance away. Mateo held his hatchet with an iron grip and his other on his pistol, Big Mac kept his serious looking eyes toward the horde his crossbow ready at a moment’s notice. Fluttershy looked like she wanted to bolt but with wide fearful eyes she took a breath and kept an arrow nocked on her bowstring. Arthur held his billhook low and ready, eyes determined with a hint of fear. Sunset with a hand on her sabre kept looking for a way to leave the horde behind and keep moving.

She couldn’t find one that would allow for an easy escape and there was no suitable concealment from the undead, the parking lot was too open and whatever was suitable was too spread out. Sunset looked back to everyone staring at her; she just shrugged in response and tried to make herself comfortable to wait out the horde. The others picked up on that and followed suit, while keeping a wary eye on the shambling corpses.

It wasn’t long before the horde passed by, the sound of shambling feet and their collective groaning becoming ever more distant. Checking that the coast was clear Sunset gestured to the group to follow, spreading out into their single file again. Slowly making their way around the gardens the group kept a watchful eye for any movement on their left that could come from the gardens. Making their way around a bend that would lead them out of the parking lot and further into the fields their pace was once again checked by zombies. Several zombies were gorging themselves on some type of animal, Sunset guessed maybe a dog. They were directly in their path, and Sunset wasn’t keen on a fight, a fight would probably make enough noise to draw more in, something they could ill afford.

Going around to the right wasn’t option for they would surely be spotted, and the horde that just passed wasn’t too far away that they couldn’t be spotted by them in the open. Sunset cursed under her breath at the situation as she and the others hugged the edge of some bushes to provide some concealment. She looked to a path that would lead them into the gardens, away from the zombies and closer to their objective.

Sunset looked back to her group, she spoke softly, “I don’t think we can get around, we might have to take a path through the gardens.”

Arthur looked at her with hesitant eyes, “Are you sure? I don’t care much for the idea…”

Sunset nodded firmly, “We can’t go back now it’ll take too long…Besides do you have a better idea?”

Four pairs of eyes looked at her, none responded, “Then let’s go.”

Sunset took the lead and the four followed after, heading into the gardens via the path Sunset spotted, watching the still eating zombies as they passed by. They went from the much more open parking lot to the more condensed gardens and Sunset was gripped by a sense of dread, it was much thicker than she could’ve imagined. It felt like the very atmosphere became more tense and harder to breathe under the gloomy sky. Taking a deep breath she took a step forward down the path, her group close behind.

It wasn’t long till the path broke off into several others, Sunset had no idea which to follow for they all were windy and blocked out of view by the garden. Fluttershy pointed to a wooden post that had several markers pointing where they could go. Everyone looked at each other, wondering on which one to follow.

Their choice was made when a zombie came wandering down a path to their left, it did not notice them however. They decided to follow the one that said “Gift Shop”, hoping it would take them to an exit out of the gardens. They slowly walked down the path, taking their time to listen and check likely spots for ambush in the greenery. No zombies disturbed them as they got closer to what looked like an open plaza.

Entering the plaza as stealthily as they could, they quickly found the path that continued to the gift shop. Observing the area they saw more zombies, spread out, some moving around while others were still, like in some stasis. Two were directly in front of them, both standing still. Sunset looked to Big Mac and Fluttershy, giving a nod. They both knew what she was asking and the two came up, kneeling to stay low. Big Mac kept his air of stoicism as he aimed while Fluttershy nervously pulled the string of her bow back, an arrow notched, a sharp broad head at the tip.

Both aimed their weapons and prepared to loose bolt and arrow respectively. Big Mac slowly pulled the trigger until he felt the pressure build up just before he fully pulled the trigger. The twang of the crossbow sounded out and the bolt whizzed through the air, striking true into the back of the skull of a zombie that was further on the path. It flopped onto the ground unceremoniously.

Fluttershy had loosed her arrow just a moment after, she aimed at the temple of the closer zombie, it was turning around just as the arrow cracked through the skull. Snapping its head to the side violently and falling down limp. Once the two zombies were down the group ran as silently as possible forward, only stopping to retrieve the arrow and bolt. While quieter then guns, the crossbow and bow made just enough noise they could attract the undead within extreme close range.

The path went from the open plaza into an enclosed path surrounded by greenery again. Sunset looked back to make sure none had followed them. It seemed they were in the clear but she knew it was best if they kept moving just in case. Her attention was brought forward when a zombie stumbled out of a bush, her eyes wide with hunger. Arthur was already on her, rushing forward he jabbed with the spear tip of his billhook into her nose; there was a loud crunch of bone and squelching sound of flesh as he ended her life.

Ripping out the billhook violently Arthur lead the group forward down the path, billhook down to stab any unlucky undead in their path. As they made their way down the path their progress slowed to a slog, overgrown vegetation and lingering zombies were obstacles in the way. It became a dangerous game of leapfrog as they moved forward each member taking their turn to either dispatch zombies or clear any obstacles. It was tiring work and the group found themselves thirsty and sweaty by the time they made it through the gardens and near the gift shop.

Gladly leaving the claustrophobic environment behind them, they found themselves at one of the entrances to the gardens. And to their relief just across the street, full of abandoned cars and more corpses, was the old penitentiary. Its concrete walls stood formidable and looked like they could keep out a horde ten thousand strong. After having a quick drink of water Sunset led her group across the street, which was empty of the undead to their surprise and suspicion.

Coming close to the walls Sunset couldn’t help but find it ironic they were seeking a safe haven inside a prison. But she couldn’t help but admire the sturdy construction of the penitentiary, feeling that it could be a safe place. But she reminded herself not to get her hopes too high. The group started heading along the wall trying to find the entrance into the place.

“I don’t think we would ever have to worry about zombies again with walls like these.” Mateo said, impressed at the sight.

“Yup.” Big Mac responded simply.

“One could hope.” Arthur added quietly.

“It would be really nice to have somewhere though Arthur instead of being in tents all the time.” Sunset said with a smirk.

Arthur rolled his eyes with amusement.

Fluttershy perked up at the idea, “Oh it would be so nice and then we could have room for all of us and some animals-“

Fluttershy stopped when the group turned a slight corner and came across something that brought them to a halt and their mood was soured.

A portion of the wall was blown in, a big ugly hole that was littered with corpses that went into the penitentiary.

“Oh no.” Fluttershy said softly with some sadness.

Sunset couldn’t help but agree, she stayed silent as she walked forward to the hole in the wall. She looked down at the stacked bodies, dozens piled around the entrance on top of each other, leading further in. Covering her nose to block the smell, she carefully maneuvered her way around the bodies, a watchful eye on any potential movement from the pile.

Stepping on rubble and on top of a few bodies the group made their way in looking over the yard and the various buildings. What they saw looked like the aftermath of a battlefield; more corpses dotted the area, rotting away. Everyone looked in disgust and horror to varying degrees, Arthur noticed one body nearby that looked more intact than the others, he approached the former man with a morbid curiosity.

Poking with his bill hook to see if the body would move. It didn’t. He didn’t look too hard but he did notice a handgun laying next to it, cradling his polearm in the nook of his arm he picked it up. It was a 1911, a replica Arthur guessed.

“What do you think happened here?” Arthur asked.

“Only God knows I think.” Mateo muttered in response, looking around with paranoid eyes.

“Should we look for survivors? Or at least find out what happened?” Fluttershy said softly, glancing over to Sunset.

With a deep breath Sunset spoke sadly, “It’s not worth putting ourselves at risk.” She gestured to the numerous corpses. “Besides there is nothing here for us. Not anymore.”

“It’s pretty obvious they got overrun.” Arthur said.

“Yup.” Big Mac replied.

Silently the group left, walking the same path they followed in. Crossing the street they turned to see about another route back to camp, trying to avoid the gardens. They didn’t get far, coming across a large group of zombies they quickly backtracked to the gift shop they exited the gardens at.

“Do we have another route? I would rather not go through the gardens again.” Mateo said, glancing nervously at the gardens.

“We might be able to go through the suburbs, but we are running out of daylight so we need-“

Gunshots were heard, loud and echoing across the landscape. The group startled, and it quickly set in how soon the undead would be upon them. They went into a fury of action and ran back to the path they took.

“Help! Help!” A woman shouted that ran towards them, she had a bolt action rifle in her hands and was covered in blood.

They all looked at her; Fluttershy was already taking a few steps forward to go help. But two sprinters came from the gardens sidelining the woman, one pouncing onto her. She had no time to react and she was brought down. The two zombies began to eat her alive, she let out bloodcurdling screams. The group watched in horror but they didn’t stay, other zombies began to make their way towards the dying and screaming woman.

Left with no choice the group began moving down the same path they took, running as fast as they could down the path. With previous obstacles already cleared they made quick progress, only encountering a few zombies that were avoided or killed. They entered the plaza again and the number of zombies had drastically increased. Making their way through there was no time for subtlety and they sprinted across the plaza. Killing or just knocking over any undead in the way, Sunset punched with the D guard of her sabre on one, breaking a former man’s jaw as he went down. Arthur speared one in the gut, pushing it down with a grunt of effort and just as quickly extracted the pole arm, running past the scrambling zombie.

Fluttershy used her bow as a club and battered one out of her way with noticeable effort. Big Mac loosed another bolt, nailing one in the forehead before he switched to his melee weapon, a good old fashioned mace. Mateo used his hatchet to great effect, splitting open the skull of one and then lashing out a kick at the knee of another almost upon him. With their combined efforts they were able to make enough room for them to make it through the infested plaza. They were on the last leg of the path through the gardens, passing the first sign they saw when they entered they knew they were almost out.

Making a last turn they saw the parking lot to their immense relief. One by one they made it into the parking lot, with Mateo and Arthur bringing up the rear.

“Come on Mateo! We are almost there!” Arthur shouted in encouragement between breaths.

“Almost!” Mateo shouted back as he ran a few feet behind him.

Arthur cleared the last of the garden area and welcomed the openness of the parking lot and the fields beyond. Arthur turned with a smile back at Mateo.

His smile quickly dropped into a look of horror.

Mateo was in a struggle with a zombie that had ambushed him from the greenery. Mateo was thrashing wildly to escape but he thrashed too far to the left. The zombie saw the opportunity and closed in with a bite onto Mateo’s shoulder, he screamed in pain and panic.

“Mateo!” Arthur yelled in dismay.

Arthur stopped and ran back in a futile attempt to save him. Mateo had managed to grab his knife and plunged it into the zombie’s skull but by then it was too late. Several more had managed to make their way over to Mateo and began to grab him to bring him closer to their awaiting mouths.

Despite Arthur’s effort to run as fast as possible over the zombies had swarmed Mateo and dog piled him, ripping out chunks of flesh as he screamed in pain. Mateo reached a hand towards Arthur with pleading eyes before his throat was ripped out viciously. Mateo’s eyes were lifeless a few seconds later, Arthur slowed to a stop and with a heavy heart he turned and ran back, knowing there was nothing else he could do.

The rest of the group was dealing with their own problems; Sunset was pulling her sabre out of one while Big Mac covered her and Fluttershy was trying to loose an arrow at one coming at her. She succeeded, the arrow made a thwack as it pierced the skull and the zombie fell backwards. Arthur was there just as they finished up, they all looked at him.

“Where is Mateo?” Sunset asked with worried eyes as she looked behind Arthur.

Arthur silently and sadly shook his head as a response. Sunset closed her eyes and sighed deeply, she knew what he meant. Big Mac nodded slowly as he kept his eyes wandering to look for threats. Fluttershy looked devastated; she was on the verge of tears. She put so much effort into keeping him alive back in Oregon; she cared for all her patients current or former. Only for him to die like this was, it was far too cruel in her mind.

The group was forced to keep moving by the still incoming dead, even though most were more interested in Mateo’s body than the group that was moving further away from them. They kept moving at a jog, following the same route they took in. Eventually they reached a safe enough distance they could walk.

Sunset walked beside Arthur, both were feeling Mateo’s loss. She looked at Arthur as he used his bill hook as a walking stick.

“How did it happen?” Sunset asked.

Arthur was silent for a second before speaking, “He was right behind me, we were just at the edge of the path. When I got to the parking lot I thought we were home free, and then I looked behind me.”

He took a deep breath before continuing, “A zombie ambushed him, got a bite in. I tried to save him…but more were already on him. He died before I could even get close.”

Sunset nodded silently. The kept walking for some time before Arthur spoke again, this time in anger.

“If it wasn’t for the stupid fucking woman he would still be alive. I’m sure of it.”

“You’re probably right and I’m upset about it too. But don’t let it consume you.” Sunset said sympathetically.

Arthur sighed, “I hate it that you’re right.”

The group kept walking back and Arthur couldn’t help but turn his gaze north, wondering about Samuel.

“Well this didn’t go as well as it should of. Samuel I can only hope things are going better for you. Where ever you are right now.”

Samuel took a long drag from his cigarette as he stared at the abbey’s walls from a good distance away. He wondered about how to go about negotiating with the abbey’s inhabitants, a bunch of nuns, to his surprise, with a few locals mixed in. The place was in a good location with it on top of a hill, surrounded by ten feet stone walls and it had multiple windows from the buildings to shoot out of. The area around it was cleared of any vegetation that could conceal zombies or hostile survivors. Samuel knew that zombies would have an extremely hard time breaking into this place, or any raiding survivors.

The trip up was surprisingly uneventful as one could get in the apocalypse. They had already been in contact with the abbey as well via radio, or as best as they could without Arthur’s expertise. Samuel looked over his small group; Rarity, Pinkie and Rainbow Dash were all hanging around a car talking to each other. While he was in charge of this little expedition, Pinkie and Rarity would the ones doing the talking, due to Sunset’s advice. Norman and Michael were doing a quick inspection of their firearms as they sat in their SUV. The last five were for extra support and guns, to make their group a less than desirable target for raiders or bandits.

Samuel was disturbed from his thoughts when his walkie talkie came to life; he picked it up and listened in.

“We are ready for your arrival. Please come up to the abbey when you can.” A woman’s voice spoke in a subdued tone.

Samuel pressed the button to talk and responded, “On our way.”

Putting the walkie away Samuel walked back to the group. Telling them to mount up, Samuel pulled Alex and Nathan to the side while the others got ready. The two decided in the end to join the group and they volunteered for this little mission. Samuel liked them well enough; they have proven to at least to want to be part of the group.

“You two know what to do?” Samuel asked.

Alex and Nathan nodded, Alex spoke, “We are to haul ass out of here if anything goes wrong up there. Try to contact the main group by radio if not get back to them.”

Samuel nodded in satisfaction, “Good. See you two in a bit.”

Alex and Nathan went to the vehicle they had hidden behind a grove of trees while Samuel hopped into his truck, Pinkie sat in the front with him. She was humming happily as she looked on ahead in deep thought, not saying anything surprisingly. Rarity and Rainbow were in the back, the two seemed content enough as they did their own preparations.

Samuel put the truck into drive and slowly led the group to the abbey, it only being a few miles away. Arriving at a slow pace Samuel couldn’t help but admire the work that had gone into building the abbey, the stone buildings and walls were definitely the work of a professional. The gates going in were impressive in their own right as well, the original wooden doors had metal riveted or welded on in spots they could do it.

The group stopped their vehicles at the base of the hill; there was nowhere to park the vehicles at the abbey. The gates of the abbey opened and three people came out to meet them half way down the hill. They all exchanged pleasantries, a nun and two random survivors; they already knew each other over the radio. The nun’s name was Amanda and she seemed nice enough, short, inquisitive hazel eyes and brown hair adorned her head, mostly covered by her hood. Samuel’s group of nine began making their way up the hill; Samuel talked with the girls as they walked.

“This place is something.” Samuel said admiringly.

Rarity ran an inquisitive eye over the walls and structures, “I have to agree with that darling.”

Rainbow cocked an eyebrow at Samuel, “I think that has to be the first time I’ve heard you praise a building of all things.”

“I can appreciate something every once in a while.” Samuel responded with a smirk.

Pinkie bounced as she added in, “Like a party!”

Samuel chuckled, “Indeed Pinkie, indeed.” Samuel’s tone became more serious, “You all remember what you’re going to do?”

Rarity spoke, “Me and Pinkie will do the talking while you and Rainbow do your best to look intimidating, as always.”

Rainbow grinned, “Well duh. Someone has got to do it.”

“Samuel just has to put on his scowl.” Pinkie said as she replicated what Samuel would look like with a scowl. “Then everybody gets the heebee jeebies from him!”

The girls giggled and Samuel couldn’t help but roll his eyes with a small smile. He then mentally kicked himself for not paying attention.

“I have to keep my situational awareness up. For all I know they have us in their sights right now and I failed to find them.”

Samuel looked at the walls, he cursed silently when he saw that they were indeedguards that were eyeing them, not with hostile intentions but definitely warily. They all entered the gate into what could be called the main yard with the stone church in the center, a few other buildings meant for storage or sleeping quarters hugged the walls. Around the church was a small garden and several pens holding a flock of chickens and ducks with a few sheep mixed in.

Survivors dotted the place going about their chores, rather peacefully and undisturbed with the world outside their walls. The group was just as impressed with the inside as they were with the outside of the abbey. Rarity and Pinkie already began their job of talking with Amanda with quite the bit of enthusiasm. Rainbow continued walking beside Samuel and the two quietly conversed.

“Do you think we could even move into here? Looks like a lot of people are here already and there wouldn’t be much room for us.” Rainbow said, looking over everything with suspicious eyes.

“Agreed. For now though let’s just see how things go, so we can at least try to leave on friendly terms.” Samuel responded cautiously.

“I’m keeping my eye on them, something seems…off.” Rainbow responded quietly.

Samuel nodded, he looked around as well. He didn’t dismiss Rainbow’s feelings on the matter, for she seemed to be on about something. He picked up on what Rainbow looked at, or rather who.

Some of the survivors looked at them with what could be called disdain but others were pitiful. But a select few seemed hardened with a hint of something else that Samuel nor Rainbow could put a finger on. The two were interrupted, when Amanda came to a stop in front of one the stone buildings, this one looked to be in use for communal purposes. It was only a single story with large windows that dotted the building, allowing a good view into the place.

“This is the building that I and my sisters used for our daily needs. Now it is for everybody. I’ll show you where you can sit while I get our leader.” Amanda said diplomatically.

Pushing open an old wooden door the group entered a dining room, or better called a mess hall. It was empty of people at the moment, Amanda gestured to some tables and benches.

“Take a seat, I’ll be back soon.” Amanda said as she left.

The group all took a seat and broke off into their own private conversations. Samuel and the girls talked amongst themselves.

“Did she seem off at all to you?” Rainbow asked Rarity and Pinkie.

“Wellllllllllll it was weird how she avoided anything about parties or just some questions in general.” Pinkie said thoughtfully.

“Like?” Samuel asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“I asked where all the other nuns were, like there has to be more than just the few we saw. Right? And she just brushed it off.” Pinkie explained.

Rarity piped in, “She said they ‘were gone’ but nothing else. Strange isn’t it?”

“I knew something was off…” Rainbow said slowly.

“It wasn’t just that though she had a ring on, a wedding band.” Rarity continued.

“A wedding band?” Samuel said in confusion.

“Yup! After all everyone knows nuns don’t get married. So we asked her about it and she avoided the question, again!” Pinkie said in exasperation.

“Do you think we could be dealing with those ‘culties’ that Arthur heard about on the radio?” Rainbow asked with a hint of worry in her voice.

“Pray hard that they aren’t.” Samuel said with a serious tone.

“Now, now let us not jump to conclusions too fast. We simply don’t know enough about them despite their…eccentricities.” Rarity said reassuringly. “But if that is the case let’s just do our best to leave calmly and peacefully.”

Rainbow grumbled, obviously not wanting be here any longer. Samuel couldn’t help but feel increasingly paranoid; he couldn’t help but reach for his M4. Making sure it was still there, he felt he might have to use it soon.

Everyone’s attention was brought to the door when it was opened; Amanda came in followed by a man. He appeared to be in his late twenties, dressed in a white dress shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbow, several buttons were undone to show just a smidge of chest with a simple gold chain with a cross. Blue dress pants with dark brown dress shoes with a belt of the same colour completed the look, giving the man the look of a salesman or better yet a preacher.

Samuel guessed he stood a little taller than himself, roughly six foot one, giving him a few inches over him. Black short hair contrasted with his tanned skin, Samuel’s eyes met the man’s one good eye, dark brown against his blue. The most noticeable feature however was that his right eye had a long scar going down into his cheek.

Amanda cleared her throat to gain the room’s attention, “May I present Disciple Dominic, our leader here and of our branching settlements, servant of the Prophet and my husband.”

Everyone looked at the two with some confusion and shock. Before anyone could say anything Dominic took a step forward, he seemed so clean in comparison to the group having been unable to clean clothes and only having the occasional short bath in some river or creek.

“I understand that you have many questions. I shall answer them in due time for now let us sit and talk.” Dominic said with a placating hand.

He had an air of supreme confidence and his voice had a charismatic ring to it, a powerful one. Samuel could tell he already had everyone’s attention, including his. Dominic turned back to Amanda.

“You may leave now. I shall be fine here, my dear.”

Amanda nodded her head in an almost submissive matter, “Understood. I shall send for refreshments and some food however. Now pardon me.”

Amanda left through the door and Dominic came to the group and took a seat beside Rainbow and Samuel.

Dominic gave a small smile and took a look at each individual of the group, gaining their attention as evaluated them at the same time. His attention lingered on the women for a tad longer than he did with the men but not enough to be considered rude. After having taken a look at everyone he clasped his hands together to speak.

“Let’s begin shall we?” Dominic said with a smile, “Now first you do not have to call me by my title, Dominic is fine. I heard you were looking for a place for you and your group to stay. Correct?”

Samuel looked over to Rarity and Pinkie to see how they wanted to play this. Rarity was already preparing herself to respond giving a subtle nod to Samuel.

“We are but if only there was room I assure you. After all we don’t want to impose.” Rarity said her voice clear as crystal.

Dominic nodded, “That is very thoughtful of you but it would be of no issue, we have other places that you could settle in. There is always room for more working hands after all.”

“Thank you darling. We will definitely consider such an offer.” Rarity said with as much grace she could muster.

Dominic smiled and turned to Samuel, “I can tell you have a question for me. I’m guessing there is multiple but not just you but everyone else as well?”

There was a collective hesitation, then a few mumblings of agreement. Dominic gave a low chuckle, “I’ll begin with the obvious. Yes I am married to Amanda; she is no longer a nun of Catholicism but rather of our sect. We have different rules in comparison.”

Rainbow opened her mouth to respond, hesitated in confusion then closed it. Pinkie decided to shoot her hand up as if she was in class.

“Yes?” Dominic said as he pointed a hand at her.

“Who is this ‘Prophet’ Amanda mentioned and why are you called a ‘Disciple’?” Pinkie asked with a cocked head.

“The Prophet is our leader; he preordained what would come and began to prepare for it, saving those who he could. After the dead began to rise he made it our mission to save as many as people as possible as well as spread the good news. No matter the cost.” Dominic said with increasing zealotry.

He continued on with his eyes aflame with fanaticism, “My title is what we right handed men of the Prophet are called, and there is more than just me of course. We are his will made manifest where he cannot physically be.”

Pinkie made a “oh” expression as she nodded. She and several others felt uncomfortable at the way he talked, but the fanaticism that graced his eyes and his face quickly reverted back to a more charismatic and calm expression.

“My apologies for the tone, I understand how that can make people not inside our sect feel. The Prophet saved me personally so please understand my enthusiasm.” Dominic explained in an apologetic way.

Samuel nodded, deciding to speak, “No apologies needed. I-“

He was interrupted when Amanda and a few other women came in abruptly. They quickly set down a few food items to snack on and some pitchers with cool water and even some lemonade. Then as quickly as they arrived they left but not before nodding submissively to Dominic just as Amanda first did. Dominic simply smiled and nodded in return to each of them.

Once they left Dominic turned to the group once more, “Please help yourselves there is enough to go around.”

The group didn’t need much encouraging and started eating and drinking. Rarity spoke with poise as she poured herself a glass of water.

“Forgive me as I don’t want to seem rude. But I noticed that each had the same wedding band as Amanda and by extension you. Would that mean you are married to all of them?”

Dominic’s eyes widened a bit, he smiled before speaking, “Yes they are, very observant of you. But I could not expect anything less from a sharp eyed woman like you.”

Rarity shrugged the compliment off and replied, “Thank you Dominic.”

Rainbow tried her best to hide it but it was obvious she was caught a bit off guard and was increasingly suspicious of Dominic. Alarm bells rang in Samuel’s head, this was starting to sound more and more like a cult, a dangerous one too. Samuel decided to speak again.

“So you partake in polygamy in your sect?” Samuel said neutrally.

Dominic nodded, “I and many others do, yes. It is part of the teachings of the Prophet for us to take care of the women and those proven to be able to do so may have more than just one wife.”

Samuel nodded slowly; he looked over to Rarity and Pinkie, they didn’t show it but he knew they too were becoming increasingly alarmed by this. Samuel returned his attention back to Dominic.

“So what is your sect called exactly?” Samuel asked, trying to find out more.

“The Dominion of God. For the Prophet said we must spread his dominion across the land. Something we have been very successful in, we control a large portion of eastern Idaho, a few mountain holdings and of course the area around St. Hilda’s, north to Lewiston and then southeast to our main holdings.” Dominic explained happily as he finished his glass of lemonade.

Samuel mimed being impressed while inwardly he was majorly concerned; this meant a straight path east became infinitely more difficult. He also had a feeling Dominic was using that as a way to intimidate them and that they were not meant to be trifled with. Rainbow, Rarity, Pinkie and several others picked up on it as well.

It also meant they have expanded incredibly fast; it hasn’t even been two months since the apocalypse began and they control a significant amount of territory. Samuel couldn’t help but think on that.

“Yet again with no government to tell them no and with no resistance besides what we heard on the radio…That means they just inherited as much of the earth they can take and hold regardless of the zekes.”

Dominic spoke again, bringing Samuel out of his thoughts, “But enough about us, I was told your group came all the way from Oregon. Quite the journey you’ve had.”

Rainbow spoke up, wanting to add something to the conversation, “Yeah it was quite the journey. Lots happened.”

“I don’t doubt it. We all have had our trials and tribulations.” Dominic responded with a smile.

“Is it just you guys in Idaho or is there others as well?” Rainbow asked abruptly.

Dominic shook his head, “Of course not, there is many small groups that are lost that have yet to be brought into the fold. Others are larger but we have relations with them and are in the process of integrating them.”

Rarity narrowed her eyes ever so slightly, “You must be very convincing then, having convinced so many to join your dominion.”

Dominic gave a slightly unsettling grin, “I have been told that many times before, but I just spread the good news, it is the Prophet that is convincing in his words. After all God has spoken to him, given him his directions that we all follow and the mission we strive to complete.”

“He must be really special then.” Pinkie said cautiously.

“That and more.” Dominic responded simply.

There was a solid silence as everyone contemplated the new information given; Samuel eyed Dominic warily, for he seemed to be reveling in the atmosphere. He spoke again; his tone however was different like something changed inside him for there was a knife’s edge to it.

“Now while I have been enjoying this conversation I do have business to attend to. But in regards to you settling here, which was your original intention. You would have to convert and follow the Prophet’s teachings. A monthly tithe will be paid in whatever is deemed necessary, usually material needs, alongside answering any calls for men needed such as for labour squads or fighting troops.”

Dominic took a sip of water before continuing, he had everyone’s attention. “The women in your group will be required to marry within a year’s time and have at least two children in five years. Expanding the dominion requires people after all and we must all contribute in whatever ways we can. That is what would be expected of you if you join.”

Rarity couldn’t help but be appalled at such demands, evident on her face. Pinkie mumbled something to quiet to be heard. Rainbow fumed, barely holding her tongue back. Norman and Michael glared at Dominic, several others did the same. Samuel narrowed his eyes at Dominic, before speaking with a guarded tone.

“And if we were to decline?”

Dominic shrugged, “Depends on what you say.”

Samuel did not like that answer, he took a breath before responding, “While I thank you for the opportunity I’m afraid we must decline. We will seek safe haven elsewhere.”

Dominic was silent for a second before he sighed, “I was afraid that would be your answer. You would not be the first nor will you be the last to say such words.”

Samuel looked into Dominic’s eyes which were once again aflame with fanaticism. He was now very concerned about the situation they were in.

Dominic went on with a threatening tone, “However you will be saved, willingly or not for that is the command of the Prophet. I will give you this one chance to surrender peacefully for judgment or face the Prophet’s wrath.”

Before anyone could respond, Dominic rose from his seat and walked to the door. He exited without a word, leaving people in a state of confusion. Rainbow however exploded from her seat.

“That fucker! I should have shot him!” Rainbow yelled in anger.

Samuel snapped his attention to her, “It is a good thing you didn’t or else we definitely would be killed. But we have to get out of here. Now-“

Samuel stopped once he and the others noticed out of the windows that there was an increasing presence of armed men surrounding the building. Samuel’s eyes widened as he realized they were in a very bad spot. He cursed under his breath when he realized his group was looking to him for answers.

“Sammy? What do we do?” Pinkie said softly.

“…I don’t know. If we fight we are done for, there is no way we will be able to escape.” Samuel responded.

Rarity looked at him worried eyes, “If we surrender though, we will be left entirely at their mercy. Who knows what they could do to us?”

Samuel thought for a second, he knew she was right. Damned if they did and damned if they didn’t. But he also knew that trying a break out was a very risky endeavor, they were outnumbered, outgunned and no doubt Dominic had more men in reserve even if they did successfully break through the line of encirclement around them. Samuel couldn’t decide but the choice was soon made for him.

Norman and Michael grabbed their firearms and headed to the door, Samuel saw rifles be raised out of the windows.

“No!” Samuel yelled

Shots were fired, glass was shattered and people screamed as they scrambled for cover. Samuel pressed his body against a wall; the three girls did as well, spread among the room. The shots fired were over as soon as they began. Samuel looked around at the damage, no was injured or dead until his eyes were on Norman and Michael.

Samuel sucked in his breath when he saw Norman and Michael on the ground. Michael wasn’t moving and he wouldn’t be ever again, several shots to the chest and one large hole through his cheek saw to that. Norman however was squirming; he was alive still but barely. Samuel felt a fury grow in his chest at the cult; he wouldn’t let them get away with that easily.

Samuel popped up with his M4 ready and fired three rounds at a man in the open, the man fell over dead soon after. A few of Samuel’s group followed his example and shot back but it was largely ineffective as the cult returned fire and put their heads down again. They all heard Dominic’s voice shouting at them through the now open and broken windows.

“I gave you a chance! To join and enjoy the Prophet’s words and the light they bring! But no! You decided to follow the ways of sinners, like so many before you! I will give you all one last chance to save your lives and your very souls!”

Samuel looked to his group, he looked at Rarity and Pinkie both scared at what happened and could happen, for both looked at him in fear. But he saw they also understood they didn’t have much of a choice as both gave him a nod in understanding. Rainbow, who was right beside him, had a furious look on her face, but she then sighed and looked him in the eye.

“Do it.” Rainbow simply said.

Samuel checked with each of the others. Everyone’s morale had been trampled on and all knew there was no escaping. But before they surrendered Samuel took out his walkie and spoke into it.

“Code word Tirek, I repeat Code word Tirek. Sword out.”

After saying the code word Samuel smashed the walkie under his foot. The two others with walkies followed his example. At the very least the cult will not know about the rest of the group or be able to intercept their communication. He then scrambled over to Norman, he was badly hurt and Samuel didn’t know if he would survive the gunshots he took, the only hope is that the cult would take pity on him and help. Samuel then took a deep breath and stood up, hands above his head.

“We surrender unconditionally!” Samuel shouted in resignation at their fate.

A few seconds later, several men came through the door, rifles and shotguns pointed at them. They soon began tying up the group with zip ties, rather heavy handed in their approach. Samuel, now on his stomach with feet and hands tied and his M4 plus sabre and knife taken away, saw Dominic wander in.

Dominic stopped as he stared at Norman squirming, with an unimpressed expression. In one smooth motion he took out a revolver and shot Norman in the forehead with no hesitation, ending Norman’s squirming.

They were several cries of protest at the action, Rainbow and Samuel most of all. Dominic could care less and without a second thought put his revolver away and walked over to Samuel.

“Stand him up.” Dominic commanded.

Samuel was soon lifted to his feet, held back by two men as Dominic glared at Samuel who glared right back. Dominic spoke with a venomous tone.

“You decided this course of action. These are the consequences. Now we will deal with you according to your station.”

Dominic turned his head to a man who could be called the leader of the cult’s troops, “Take them away for judgment.”

“Yes my Disciple.” The man responded obediently.

The group was soon walked out, but before leaving Samuel and the girls took one last look at the bodies of Norman and Michael. Their loss will be felt. As they were marched to somewhere in the abbey, Samuel looked to the girls who were beside them.

“I am sorry. I have failed you and now you will suffer for my actions.” Samuel said with sincere regret.

Rarity looked at him with a sad smile, “It is ok Samuel. It’s not your fault. We…we will make it I know it.”

Pinkie and Rainbow chimed in their agreements. No one said anything else as the troops escorting them threatened them with violence if there was any more talking. They all felt an uncertainty though, at what the cult could have in store for them.

Arthur was beside his radio, trying to get in contact with Samuel. They have been radio silent for two days. He was trying to keep his mind off Mateo as well; the scene still haunted him even while he slept.

The main group was camped further north of Boise now, in a former campsite area meant for tourists. They have been waiting for Samuel’s group to come back. Arthur became distracted when Twilight came up to him, Spike beside her.

“Anything yet?’ Twilight asked hopefully.

“Nothing yet Twilight. Sorry.” Arthur responded apologetically.

Twilight slumped at that. She, Applejack, Fluttershy and Sunset have been worried ever since the radio silence started. Applejack assumed the worst, the group either dead or held up by zombies or hostile survivors. Said Applejack walked over, the Crusaders in tow; the three tweens had been in just as much of a state as the girls were.

“Arthur please tell me you got something by now?” Applejack asked worryingly.

“Yeah!” Scootaloo yelled.

“Please Arthur!” Apple Bloom added.

“Anything?!” Sweetie Belle piped in.

Arthur swallowed hard; he said the same thing as he did to Twilight. The Crusaders slumped while Applejack tried her best to keep her anger in check. Arthur knew she wasn’t angry at him, just the situation.

“Could the signal not be reaching us? The terrain doesn’t really help all this.” Twilight stated.

Arthur nodded, “It could be but it could be anything. It’s on AM frequency we should be able to get it eventually.”

As if on cue the radio let out some static. Everyone looked at it in shock and then hope.

“Arthur do something!” Applejack shouted.

Arthur was already on it as Applejack shouted. Twilight and the Crusaders added in their own words which were lost on Arthur as tried his best. He managed to get the last of Samuel’s message before it ended.

“…de wor…Tirek. Sword o…”

While it wasn’t clear, it was enough for Arthur to curse loudly as she slammed a fist in his thigh in anger. He knew what was said. Applejack and Twilight did as well, their faces in fear. The Crusaders looked at them in worry.

“What does that mean?” Scootaloo asked?

Twilight explained, “It’s a code word. Tirek. The problem is…it means they are in trouble.”

The Crusaders than began to freak out. Gaining the attention of Sunset, Fluttershy and several others, making them come over.

“What’s going on?” Fluttershy asked.

Arthur explained to everyone. The group reacted with worry, fear and anger. Everyone began debating on what to do but Arthur couldn’t help be in his thoughts.

“This is worrying, they are in trouble. Samuel, Pinkie, Rainbow and Rarity…Rarity! Fuck! But what do we do! We don’t even know where they are right now!”

Arthur started panicking, but before it got out of hand Sunset was there.

“Arthur? Are you ok?” Sunset asked concern in her voice.

That snapped Arthur out of his thoughts, taking a deep breath he responded, “No. I’m now worried and you know exactly why.”

Sunset nodded, “I know. I’m the same but we will find them.”

Arthur nodded in determination, replacing his previous panic, “We better get going then. Towards Lewiston.”

Sunset smiled, “Don’t worry already on that. Here’s hoping we make it a few miles before sundown.”

Arthur then noticed how everyone else had already dispersed to begin packing to head out on the road again except the girls who were currently talking to the Crusaders to calm them down. Surprised, Arthur thought of something else.

“Elizabeth doesn’t know. I have to go tell her.” Arthur said in a rush as he prepared his radio.

Sunset smiled, “I’ll come along.”

Arthur smiled back, “Thank you.”

“Girls.” Sunset said as she turned to her friends.

They all paid attention to her. Sunset spoke with a confident tone, “It’s not the first our friends have been danger. We will save them; after all we have the power of friendship on our side. Right girls?”

“Right!” The girls said collectively.

Sunset smiled in triumph, she felt good with her friends beside her, “To the north we go then.”