Equestria was lost

(Static) This is terrible! Rainbow Dash (Static) - bitten!! She's going through convulsions and her pupils are dilating. HOLD HER DOWN!! Uh- (Static) - almost bit her own tongue off... Rarity is holding her jaw open so she doesn't break her teeth. She is currently being held down by Pin- AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!.... by Pinkie and AppleJack. She's screaming at the top of her lungs (Static) - bleeding from her eyes. Rainbow has a large gouge in her side from the creeper that attacked us. AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Fluttershy (Static) - so no need to worry about him. To tell you the truth... life sucks. (Static) - kill her when she turns....

(sobbing)

Why, Rainbow?.... Why didn't you stay with the group?!

(Static)

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"DAD!" Butterscotch was startled.

"DAD! You're gonna have to listen to that later! We've got a problem!" Caramel was screaming at the top of her lungs right in her father's face. Butterscotch turned his head to be faced with an entire hallway of creepers running towards them.

"SHIT!!!" He screamed. The yellow colt screamed. He crammed his recorder into his saddle bags and sped off. The creepers following closely behind.

"Dad! Up ahead!" Caramel pointed down the hall towards the cafe from earlier. The top of the kitchen area wwould make a good sniping spot for them. The two rushed into the room. Butterscotch grabbed a nearby chair and threw it at the croud chasing them. He managed to knock down about two or three of them, but others simply trampled them or ran around. Butterscotch turned his attention back towards their destination. Caramel reached the kitchen first and with one mighty flap of wings she was on the top. Butterscotch jumped from the ground, onto a nearby table, and up at the roof. He flew threw the air. Fear consumed him as he realized that his jump as short. He was going to die.

"Gotcha!" Butterscotch looked up and locked eyes with his daughter who had caught his hoof in her own. Caramel hoisted Butterscotch up next to her. A creeper clawed it's way up the side. BAM! Butterscotch's shotgun exploded in it's face. Tink Tink Tink. Caramel was killing off the slower ones towards the back of the group. Evidently, she still had her suppressor on.

"Caramel!" His daughter glanced to her side for a moment.

"What!?" She asked.

"We don't have enough ammo for this!" Butterscotch opened the flap of his saddle bag, revealing a large grenade. Looking behind, Butterscotch was faced with a wall of glass. Past the glass was a thin street, stretching on for a while.

"Shit! I thought we were on the first floor!" He yelled. Caramel whipped herself around and smashed the glass with the butt of her riffle.

"Dad, we're gonna have to do the hang glider!" This scared him. They'd only practiced he hang glider a few times, and when they did practice it was only from the top of his truck. This was at least forty feet! Butterscotch shook himself out of his fear.

"O-Okay... Lets do it!" The pin was pulled. Shortly after dropping the explosive, the colt turned to his daughter. "Now!" He ran and jumped out of the window, his daughter followed in suit. With a mighty flap of her wings, she was above him, wrapping her fore hooves around his waist. Caramel held her wings open at an angle specifically for catching air. Their descent was slowed, Caramel then adjusted her wings and aimed the two toward the top of a nearby staircase.

BANG!!!

The grenade went off. The shock wave knocking Caramel off of her balance. Butterscotch slipped from her grip.

"SHIT!" Caramel cried as her father fell. The yellow colt slammed against the ground. "GAAAAAH!!" He screeched. Caramel almost suffered the same punishment, but was able to catch her balance and, instead, landed safely. "OH SWEET CELESTIA! THIS IS FUCKING PAINFUL!!" The light yellow filly ran to her father's aid. She gagged at the sight of his hind leg. The bone stuck out in a grotesque fashion, the skin around it completely shredded. Blood had already began pooling around the earth pony. At the sight of his injury, the colt became extremely pale. Either from blood loss or from the sight of the morbid scene.

"Oh no! (Gag) Ugh... Um, let me help you up." Caramel offered. Putting her father's hoof around her neck, Caramel hoisted Butterscotch up and began to drag him down the road.

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Hindsight sat in the passenger seat, disassembling a handgun, then rebuilding it. Ricochet kept a steady speed with their van. Their kidnapped victim lay bound and gagged in the back.

"Hey boss!" Ricochet called, slightly easing off of the gas.

"What?" Hindsight replied.

"Something exploded up here! It looks like the mall." Hindsight thought for a moment.

"I thought that we cleared that place out."

"It must've filled back up again." Ricochet guessed.

"Well, creepers wouldn't have been able to set off that explosion. Maybe someone else is down there?"

"Maybe..." Ricochet sped back up.

"Mrrrpppphhh! Hhhhhmmmmppppp!" Their victim struggled to be free of her binds.

Hindsight unbuckled himself and moved to the back of the van. He placed his hoof on their prisoner's head and began stroking it.

"Shhh. Shhh. It's alright. It's okay." Hindsight placed the barrel of the gun up to the shaking mare's head.

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Caramel helped her father along the road. Not knowing where they were headed. Not knowing if her father would make it through or not. Just trying to keep him going.

"Dad. How're you holding up?" Caramel asked. Her father lifted his head as high as he could, barely meeting her gaze. His yellow face had gone completely pale.

"Uhhh... N-nnot good.... I th-think I'm going int-to shock.." Butterscotch slouched his head back down. Tears welled up in his daughter's eyes.

"Um... Oh yeah! Um, let's play our game!" Butterscotch only managed some incoherent babbling as a response. "Um, okay... Round one. It's hot."

"ung.... Fire?.."

"No." Caramel answered.

"Lava?..." Butterscotch drowsily asked.

"No."

"I.... I n-need another hint.."

Caramel had to keep herself from crying. Seeing her father like this was horrible.

"Okay. Round two. It's very bright." Butterscotch thought for a moment.

"A light bulb?"

"Not even close."

"Heh.. Um. A heat lamp?" He asked.

"Isn't that the same thing?" Caramel joked. Butterscotch hacked and coughed, falling to the ground.

"Alright, come on." She said, helping him up again.

"Final round. It keeps us alive."

"Well.. y-you're getting g-good at this... Uh, heat?"

"Ha! Heat isn't bright." Butterscotch forced a laugh.

"Okay. I gi-give up. W-what is it?" Caramel smiled.

"What does Princess Celestia control?" Butterscotch laughed.

"Ah, ya got me!" He admitted. Caramel thought for something else to do.

"Hey, dad."

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to finish that tape?" Butterscotch smiled.

"Sure."

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(Static) It's been about two days since Rainbow's been bitten. All I can say is (Static) thank Celestia! Rainbow is still alive! It turns out that the bite doesn't kill you! The bite itself will only infect the host with the virus, but won't kill the host. So far (Static) amazing abilities. She's been faster, smarter, and stronger ever since she's been bitten. She's also somehow been able to communicate with the creepers. (Static) listen to her! It's incredible! She made friends with these three creepers. I wrote their names down. Chocolate, Spindle, and Knick Knack.

Also, something else amazing. It turns out that Spitfire was also infected, but hasn't died yet. We were about to approach her but didn't when we saw her tear a colt in half.

Long story, short. If you are bitten, you don't have to worry. Just focus on what makes you yourself (Static) - still be the same. I think Spitfire lost sight of that. Maybe that's what drove her insane. I hope this helps...

Twilight Sparkle

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Further down the road, a black something was visible.

"Hey, dad." Caramel began. "What's that?" Butterscotch lifted his head again. It was apparent that the black something was a van approaching.

"A car... or a v-van or something..." Caramel sat her father off to the side of the road. She then flew into the air and waved around frantically.

"HEY!! OVER HERE!!" She shouted. The van turned onto the road she flew above and pulled up next to them. Caramel grabbed her father again.

The van's side door slid open. A green mare stood in the doorway.

"Oh shit!" She said, noticing Butterscotch's injury. "Hey Spearhead!" An older colt spun his head around from the driver's seat.

"Wha- Oh, shit! What happened?!" He asked.

"He fell from a high window. Can you help him?" Caramel begged. The mare nodded.

"Uh, yeah. Stitch!"

"Yeah?" A younger colt emerged from the back of the van. He looked to be about Caramel's age.

"This guy needs his leg done up."

"Not a problem."

"Thank you." Caramel said as she helped her father into the van.