Hell on earth. Apocalyptic wasteland. Scorched planet.
Detroit, Michigan.

My day, it use to be simple. Wake, dress, school, home, ponies, sleep.
Repeat.

My life, from a different point of view I suppose, was normal. I loved my family. Nothing could separate us.Not even all the hell we went through in our lives. Friends were either real or fake, but it didn't matter. Life as a quiet teen in a highly populated city with no connections with the outside world wasn't all that bad. At least I had the internet and my music to keep me going.
I wouldn't want to change anything. I loved my life, even if my family and I struggled through our every day lives. Yup, life was good.

But this was before the Outbreak.

And before 6 colorful ponies were dropped here on this, walking meat bag, flesh rotting world.

Welcome to hell brothers.

(A/N: Inspired by Zalekai's Dealing With An Infection. Go read it, it's a great story.If you made it through the description, good job. For your reward, I will tell you this.

No shipping. Celebrate, my friends. As for comedy, I'll keep it in, here and there.)