The Winds of Change

by HECU220

Rating: teen
Tags: Sad, Dark, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 171

Conversion Bureau fic about a character much like me, struggling with his past and living day to day

The years of war have come and gone. Only about a billion humans still live on the planet Earth and the number dwindles daily. It is not a matter of if you get ponified it's more like a when. A man, not long ago a boy, struggles through the wastelands of the former glory of humanity while the tendrils of the PER and ponification creep closer and closer.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-10-20 20:07:46 UTC

Ghosts of The Past

The day that humanity's future came to an end on the planet Earth came about as a whisper. A small gust of wind that seemed harmless enough until the hurricane was unleashed and it was far too late.

Location: Unknown Area of Los Angeles

Time: 2:00am

Subject: George Foster

Status: Missing

The weather was perfect. At the moment as I stared up at the sky from the ruined street below and saw the gray clouds, felt the light drizzle on my face, and the cool air I felt at peace. But the moment passed and when I looked a little to the right I saw yet another patrol of pegasi flying through the air.

It was time to move again. I looked idly around the street and chose a boarded up diner as a good candidate to get some sleep in. Crossing the street was easy enough, but I took it slow and stayed in the shadows. I didn't want to take any unnecessary risks.