Author's Note

Hi everyone!!!

This is my first fanfic and I'm very excited to be doing this. English isn't my first languange so I apologize in advance if some of the lines in the story aren't written correctly. You can correct, criticize and give me tips anytime.

Anyway, enjoy the first chapter!

Maldita seas = Damn you.
Mosoca = Brat.
Podridos = Rotters

Chapter 1 - The living, the dead and... colorful ponies?

Running. Running is all the woman can do. No weapons, no food and the undead is slowly catching up to her. She trips and falls hard on the ground. Blood drips down her nose and she drags herself against the wall. She looks up and all she sees is the undead.

"Stay away! You monsters! No! Please no! NOOOO!!"

The woman has been cornered and has no chance to escape. The undead begin to take bites out of her legs, arms and neck. All she can do is cry and scream in agony.

"Why god wh– *ZAP* –think you can destroy the Elements of Harmony just like that? Well you're wrong! Because the spirits of the Elements of Harmony are right here!..."

I give my little sister an annoyed , who had suddenly changed the channel of the TV. Can't she see that I'm enjoying a epic movie?

"Hey! I was watching that show! maldita seas Eleonor!" I give her an angry look. There isn't a single time where she isn't annoying.

My sister just sticks out her tongue and returns to watch TV, apparently not giving a shit that she just interrupted the best part of the movie.

"Mama said I could watch some TV. Besides, you're supposed to do your homework." She takes a bag of chips from the table and opens it. I know for a fact that those chips are mine! My name is written on it!

"That's mine! You mocosa! Don't just take what you want!" Just as I manage to grab it she spits in the bag, making me recoil in disgust.

"Seriously? Is that how you're going to claim my chips?" I fucking hate you Eleonor. It's effective, I'll give her that. I look at the TV and see 6 ponies blast a big dark pony with wings and a horn with a powerful rainbow beam. "Aren't you a little too old for my little pony now? You watched it three times already."

My sister shrugs and continues to watch the show. "It's pretty fun to see! Seeing those friends going on amazing adventures together." She smirks and turns around to face me. "Unlike you. No amigos to go on adventure with." Rodger, our golden retriever,walks into the room and barks happily towards us.

Low blow sis, really low blow. It's not like you have any friends. I haven't seen one at least.

"I don't need to go on ridiculous, stupid adventures! And friends is..." I look slightly away from my sister, knowing damn well she is lauging at me. "...something in progress."

All my sister does is shaking her head before returning her attention to the TV. Rodger jumps onto the couch and Eleonor starts patting him on the head.

"Didn't you enjoy watching the show too? It really looked like you enjoyed it."

"That was one time and that's because I had nothing else to do!" I say in with embarrasment. "I would rather watch Paw Patrol than that stupid show." I storm upstairs to make my homework.

"Damn you..." I walk into my room and grab my notebook. "If it was up to me I would rather be alone for the rest of my life..."

KABOOOM!

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I have been surviving in my own home all this time. It's been 6 months since that damn outbreak day and I have been alone ever since. It all happened so fast that it feels like it's just one big nightmare. Fuck... I wish it was a nightmare... The only time I come out is for food and medical supplies. The water supply hasn't been cut out ...yet.

I hate this. It's nothing like the movies. I liked seeing it, not experience it!

There is no group that saves you, no friendly people you can feel safe with. There is only suffering, betrayal, psychopaths who enjoy killing eachother and the undead, who for some reason decided that being dead isn't cool and came back to show their anger. There is no fun in killing zombies, trust me. There isn't a single kick you get out of it. It's just something you have to do. They are terrifying to see, especially brawlers...

"At least I have you boy." Sitting on the ground I give Rodger a pat on the head with a sad smile.
"And we have power. Thank the person who has invented solar panels a thousand times."

Rodger managed to hide himself in the basement and stayed there until I came back from... the incident. Smart cookie that he is. Altough I thought he would be mad at me for leaving him behind, he actually ran to me with so much hapiness! Licking my face completely under his saliva. I love dogs.

Rodger gives a sad, soft bark and walks over to his empty doggy bowl. Lying next to it, he begins to whine a little.

"I know boy, but we don't have that much food anymore and it's too dark to explore for food now" I say, looking at the clock and standing up.

Walking to the kitchen, I grab the almost empty bag of Eddie Copper dogfood and shake the last bits into his bowl. He immediately begins to eat. I grab a cup and put some leftover noodles in it. "Tomorrow we'll search for more food. Try to hold out until then, okay?" I look at Rodger, who is already finished with eating. He drags himself onto his little bed and closes his eyes, falling into a deep, hopefully peaceful slumber.

"...Good night boy..."

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After several hours trying to find a safe place to loot from, I finally found a small grocery store in the corner of a small street. Luckily there wasn't a single zombie to be seen.

I brought a hatchet with me. I do have a pistol at home, but what's a pistol use without bullets? I wasted them all in the first month, not really thinking to save up those bullets for a little bit more dire situations. Dumbass.

Rodger is standing beside me, trying his best to smell if there are any undead corpses in the store. I usually went to a supermarket a lot closer to my house for supplies, but I looted it completely empty.

"Any podridos in there buddy?" I check my surrounding, making sure I haven't looked over any zombies that was secretly hiding and could potentially ambush Rodger and me from behind.

Rodger looks at me and gives three soft, quick barks, meaning there are three zombies walking around in the store. It's a neat trick I thought him and so effective too. Hell, maybe he can smell podridos from a mile away someday.

" only three? They won't be a problem. We'll take them out with ease boy!" I say with confidence. Three zombies aren't dangerous unless they are brawlers, but Rodger would give me a long bark if there were any of those, so it has to be safe.

I kneel down and try to break the door open with a lockpick. I pray that this time, turning off the power of the store will prevent the alarm from going off. The previous store I found had the alarm on a backup generator and I basically set off one, big dinner bell for the dead. I nearly lost Rodger in the process.

I manage to succesfully unlock the door and I wait for a few seconds. To my relief no alarm went off. I let rodger quickly slip inside, I go in immediately after. Just like any other grocery store it had been looted. Not fully, but a lot is gone.

"Lets just be grateful if we find enough food that would last us 2 days minimum."

Seeing the first zombie at the entrance, I carefully sneak up behind it and swing my axe into its skull, splitting it in two. I catch it before it falls on the ground and put it down gently. The smell of these zombies makes you wanna puke the moment after you puked, after you just puked.

"I swear, I am never going to get used to this filthy smell." I pull my axe out of it's head. "I hope you decide to stay dead now, podrido." I whisper in disgust.

Creeping around the store I see the other two zombies standing in the middle of the store, eating a woman's carcass. I hide behind the counter and peek around the corner. The woman died at least a few weeks ago. Gray skin, almost having no flesh anymore and it's almost a damn skeleton. Are you dead freaks never satisfied?

poor woman, even in death you're not being left alone.

I whistle as quiet as possible and manages to get one of the monsters its attention. "Go get it, boy. It is all yours."

Rodger wastes no time and runs to the podrido and jumps in one go onto its chest, biting hard on its head. I can hear the skull crack and the podrido falls onto his back. Rodger, however, isn't done and tries to rip its head off. He almost succeeds, only breaking its neck, but it's enough. Now dead, Rodger lets the zombie go and gives a victorious woof.

I really gotta teach Rodger to not be so violent and happy when it comes to killing. Don't want him to become feral.

The other zombie who has noticed all the ruckus, stands up and walks towards Rodger. I come out of my hiding spot and with one, big swing I cut into the monster's neck. Unfortunately for me, I couldn't fully cut through its neck and it tackles me to the ground. I hit my head hard on the ground. It falls ontop of me, my hatchet stuck in its neck.

"FUCK!" I yell out in pain. Pretty sure I got a concussion, because I feel dizzy.

Weakly grabbing its neck and forehead with my hands, I try to prevent the zombie from taking a nasty bite out of my face.

This can't be it! I didn't survive just to die now!

Rodgers rushes to my aid and bites its arm in order to drag it away from me. I push in the direction rodger is pulling and together we push it off me.

I quickly stand up and kick the zombie hard in the head, crushing it. Blood seeps all over the ground and I stand there for a a few seconds, catching my breath. I grab my hatchet and pull it out of its neck. I slide my hatchet back into my belt and look at Rodger.

"That was too close, boy! Lets see if this was worth almost dying for." Taking my backpack off my shoulders, I begin to search for food that hasn't been spoiled yet, taking whatever fits into my bag. In the end I got some canned soup, jerky, a few cups of noodles and 2 cans of beans. It isn't much, but it's enough for now.

"This should give us a few more days, buddy, maybe 2 to 3 days." I hug Rodger and he returns the affection by giving me one big lick on the chin. "Come on. It's time we head back. We made too much noise." I zip up my back and swing it over my shoulders again.

Since this store was a lot further away from our home, the chance of us coming across zombies or brawlers became higher. That fact is making me nervous; if a horde were suddenly to appear in our way, fighting our way out isn't going to be an option. My head still hurts like crazy and Rodger isn't strong enough to defend me against a whole pack of the undead.

To my surprise the way back went without incident, but it is starting to rain. Glad to be wearing a leather jacket with a hood, I put the hood over my head.

Damn. I have to give Rodger a bath when we get home, otherwise he will surpass the podridos smell. I am already puking at the thought of smelling that!

I see Rodger giving me a dirty look. He knows what I'm thinking. "Oh ho! That's right boy. You will have a bath tonight, whether you like it or not." I say with a stern voice Rodger doesn't seem to be pleased about it, but I know he understands he has to do it.

"The hell?" Standing a few blocks from home I spot a bright, purple flash dangerously close to my house. I hear growling next to me and notice that Rodger became a bit hostile.

Podridos, brawlers or survivors infront of my house?

I begin to pick up the pace a bit when I begin to hear a loud bang followed by some voices.

"...somepony in there?" says a female voice. "...on't see anypony."

I frown a bit. The dead don't talk, the living do. Though the living may be more dangerous than walking corpses.

Survivors trying to break in? Or are they looking for help? Now I wish I brought my gun with me so I could at least intimidate them.

I sneak closer to the strangers to see if they're dangerous, but while trying to behind a car my hatchet hits a the side of the vehicle and makes clang sound.

"Mierda..." I mumble under my mouth.

I hear some surprised gasps and they turn around.

"Somepony there?! We heard you, so... there is no point in hiding!" Said a female voice.

Shit they heard me. Sounds like they're in a small group. I should reveal myself right? Not that I have a choice... Stupid hatchet.

"Just so you know, I have a weapon!" I pull out my hatchet from my belt and motion to Rodger to stay put. "Don't try anyting funny or it isn't going to end well for you."

Rodger seems... a lot more calm than before. Meaning they're not dangerous?

A few seconds pass before they speak again.

"We are sure we have the advantage here! Come out from behind that contraption and you will have to face no consequences!" That's a different female voice. She sounds like someone who has a role in the army

"Luna! We can't make enemies now! Especially in an unkown world! let me talk to him..." This voice sounds a lot more gentle. "Please, Come out, we're not here to hurt you. We can talk peacfully and no one has to be harmed." She's trying her best to sound as friendly as possible.

Ok. Well. Here goes nothing.

I come from behind the car and I see... PONIES?!?! I rub my eyes and look again. What in the actual fuck is going on? No way there are ponies with different colors infront of my house. They look like the ponies from... It can't be real... That show!

"AAAAAAAHHHH." A white pony with purple mane screams louder then I've ever heard.

That'll definitely attract podridos!

The ponies immediately group together in fear and hold eachother thightly.

I know I haven't been the cleanest person in the apocalypse, but I can't be that ugly looking.

"Don't come any closer, O-or I will buck you!" A rainbow maned pony flies between me and the other ponies.

That's... Skittle Dab?! And the pony who screamed was Raretie? Don't judge me! I haven't seen the show in 7 months and I only watched it once!

How is this possible. They're fictional characters! They are the main 6 of the mlp show, along with... THE TWO PRINCESSESS?! I'm dreaming. Yep that's it! This is all a dream! It can't be real!

"Rodger could you please bite in my ar– OW! OKAY THIS IS REAL!" Rodger has bitten me unnecessarily hard in my arm, but it confirms I am not sleeping.

"Wha-! Are re you okay?" A purple pony speaks to me. Twilight Sprinkle, right?

"I'm fine. Sorry, but this is rreeaallyyy weird for me." This is unbelievable.

Applejuice steps a bit forward. "Ya ain't the only one here partner."

Skittle Dab who is still protecting the group gives me a suspicious glare. "You still haven't told us who or what you are!"

"Oh yeah, sorry! My name is Sebastian Ramírez and I am a human!" I slide my hatchet back in my belt. "I am not a dangerous person! I was just cautious that's all" I kneel down and pat Rodger on the back. Who is now panting happily at the girls. "This is my dog, Rodger, and he's only dangerous if you're dangerous."

The girls seem to believe me and start to look somewhat calmer now. They quickly disband and the Princess.... Cereal...? Whatever, steps forward.

"My name is Princess Celestia." The tall white pony with a pink mane says.

...Wait, pink mane? Wasn't it supposed to wave or something?

"This is my sister Luna" All Luna does is give me a silent nod.

Her mane is light blue...

"This is my student Twilight Sparkle." Twilight waves and gives me a big smile. "Hi there mister Ramírez! Odd name, but it's nice to meet you and your dog!"

No wings. Wasn't she an... what's it called, an alicorn before?

"And they are her friends; Rarity,..." Rarity smiles and walks over to shake my hand. "Well hello there. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

These ponies are a bit too quick to trust another being...

"...Applejack,..." She takes her hat off and gives her greeting. "Howdy there partners!"

"...Rainbow Dash,..." She only looks at me with suspicion, front hooves crossed over eachother.

She is the only one not trusting me. Along with Luna

"...Fluttershy,..."

Oh yeah she exists!

I almost didn't see her! She was perfectly hiding behind Applejack the whole time. If it wasn't for the tiny bit of pink mane that was sticking out, I wouldn't have seen her.

How is she able to hide so well?

"...and Pinkie Pie."

Oh shit.

Before I knew it, all I could see was a pink surface with two big eyes.

"HiyaImPinkiePieandIlovemakingfriendsandthrowingbigawesomepartiesIJusthadtocomeoverandsayhellobecauseyoulooklikeweregoingtobebestfriendstogetherITSGOINGTOBEABLAST!!!"

Just like I remember her from the show. Hyperactive, not logical at all and loud.

"I'm sorry but I couldn't hear anything you just said." I give a confused smile.

"That's alright! I just said–" Before she could finish her sentence she was stopped by Twilight's hoof. "She said that it's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you all too." I try to smile. My head hurts like hell and I am getting dizzier with the minute. I hear Rodger growling beside me and I see that he is now being alert.

Oh no! The sun is setting. It totally forgot about the undead!

"Hey, uhm... I don't want to be rude, but your dog is scaring me." Rarity says, a bit uncomfortable being near him now.

"Oh yeah sorry!" I quickly open the door and push Rodger inside. "He is like that when he gets hungry. Come on, lets go inside!" I gesture to everyone to go inside. "Don't want to stay outside the whole time, right?"

"Thank you very much. We'll gratefully accept your kind offer." Princess Celestia says with gratitude. She is the first to walk inside before the rest follows suit.

The girls admire my house with big eyes. Not because it's beautiful, but because a lot of devices are unkown to them, like the TV and air conditioner. Rainbow Dash is trying to figure out how it's possible that a simple button turns the light on and off and Pinkie Pie has managed to open my fridge. She is looking in pure awe. Kinda cute. The rest has taken a seat on my couch and chairs.

I take a look outside and to my surprise there is nothing to see. Considering the noise we made, it's a miracle no zombies showed up.

It's a wonder and a curse that they are here. Such wonderful ponies, in such a cruel world... I wonder if I should tell the ponies what's going on here, right? No, Not yet at least. I can't bombard them with such bad news a few minutes after they teleported here. They'll freak out!

"What are you looking at?"

I jump away in surprise. Twilight had apparently gotten up from the couch and walked up next to me. She begins to look outside, looking at whatever she thought I was looking at.

"Oh it's nothing. I was just admiring the beautiful sunset." I said nervously "I love the view you receive here."

The moment Princess Celestia hears me talk about the sunset, she stands up, walks over to window and gives the sun a puzzled look. As if there was something wrong with it.

"What is it Princess?" Twilight gives the princess a worried look.

"I- I can't feel the sun."

"WHAT?!" Twilight is in absolute state of shock. "Princess? are you feeling well? ooh I'm sorry, it's all my fault! I shouldn't have tried that teleportation spell on our day out!"

Twilight starts to nervously pace around the room, but her friends are quick to calm her down.

"It ain't your fault, sugarcube. You were very excited to show us a very advanced spell no one could perform and we all agreed to participate in it." Applejack puts a hoof on Twilights shoulder.

"But-"

"She is right Twilight, no one is blaming you." Princess Celestia gives her a reassuring smile, calming her down. "But there is something I want to test out. It's Sebastian, right?

"O-oh yeah, what is it?" The sudden callout catches me off guard, still don't believing I'm here with magical talking ponies!

"Do you have something I can use to levitate?" she asks in a serious tone.

"Sure, but why?" I walk to a cupboard, grab a dictionary and put it on the table. Not to light, not to heavy.

"There is something I want to make sure..." A golden aura appears around the dictionary and it begins to float from the table. Never in my life would I expect to see real life magic. Here I am, Sebastian Ramírez, the first one to witness magic! I turn around, wanting to express my excitment to Princess Celestia. My mood instantly transfroms into concern .

Princess Celestia is sweating like crazy and she seems to struggle lifting up the dictionary with her magic. The others notice it too and Princess Luna rushes over to help her sister.

"Sister! let go of the book! You don't look well!"

Princess Celestia drops the book back on the table and takes deep breaths.

"Just what I thought." She says, looking at everyone with a worried expression. "I can hardly use magic anymore."

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Scratch 'magical' from these talking ponies.