Hey guys.... me again. I know... another story? But to clear anything up. This will not make me cancel my current story. This story Is from a friend that I am going to now continue. It was originally from Smexy Sombra (You should check him out, he is pretty cool) But he gave rights to me as he had hit a dead end or just didn't know where else to go from the spot he had made it to. I will tell you all when the chapters he had made have reached an end and the ones I began start. So now I am done blabbering, enjoy!

Chapter 1: Hoe-lay shit!

"You need to drive FASTER!!" James yelled in my ear as he turned to look out the back window. "FUCK, THEY ARE STILL COMING!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING!!" I yelled back as my eyes were locked on the road ahead.

I smash my foot against the gas petal as we sped down a neighborhood road, smashing into trash cans and rotting corpses. The truck we had was basically our own personal tank. This car was a diesel truck, was fairly low to the ground and had a snow plow fixed to the front. The bed of the truck was used to store ammo, food, water, guns and other homely needs (clothes, camping supplies, ETC..) which was all safely protected by two large tarps.

*SPLAAAT....CRUNCH* Blood splattered all over the front window as well as the side.

"DAMN! That.Is.Nasty." I said as I turned on the window wipers.

"Okay this is getting us nowhere fast and we are running out of gas!" I said, scared shitless and slightly annoyed.

"Well… we could try some frags..." Chris said, finally piping up from the back seat.

"Okay, we only have one case of those… plus a few from the dead military units. That in total is like… what… 12?" I said glancing back to see him and the small box of frags.

He was 6 feet tall and was muscular from all the heavy lifting we had always done before and after the outbreak. He was also covered head to toe in hockey equipment. He had a large machete next to him as his weapon of choice. Under the helmet he wore a bandana covering most of his face, and his eyes were covered by a pair of sun glasses.

"I agree with Deck on this one… we probably shouldn't waste those." James agreed, looking at me to emphasize his point.

Yes, I know my nickname is strange, my real name is Deckard. I looked at him for a moment to give a nod of thanks. He was 6-foot-2 and quite muscular. He was wearing something along the lines of a juggernaut, but a lot less bulky. Every part of his body was covered in plastic sports wear, His face was covered in a welders mask and he carried a 16 pound sledgehammer as his weapon of choice. I was the quick mover of the group so to speak. I was the tallest of the group topping out at 6-foot-5. Like my friends I was muscular but I also had runner's legs. I wore a paintball mask with a bandana over it and a jump suit with snug boots and gloves. While my friends use hammers and machetes, I stick with 'tradition'. I carry a metal baseball bat. Cracks skulls and never gets stuck.

Although I probably should have kept my eyes on the road because as soon as I turned back I had but a fraction of a moment to react.

"HOE-LAY SH-"

Then there was a flash of purple Jello like (No not Gak...) energy while a portal opened... I instantly felt like I was tripping balls....

Perspective Change: Twilight<<<

"TWILIGHT! ARE YOU OKAY!?" Spike yelled in a panic after the resounding back-fire of the trans-dimensional sender and receiver spell.

"Yes, I’m alright… how did that not work! I had every-"*VORP* I was interrupted by a portal much like the one I made not two minutes ago.

"SPIKE! SPIKE! LOOK IT WORKED! IT-"*THUMP...SCREEEEEEEEECH*

Again interrupted, but this time by a strange metal box with wheels that made a horrid noise. Just then the strange metal box started to move forward rapidly. I bolted towards the door, opened it, then ran out yelling wildly.

"EVERYPONY WATCH OUT!"

*CRASH VROOOOOM* The strange object moved forward with increasing speed until it was moving almost as fast as rainbow dash (On the ground of course).

I jumped out of the way just as it sped by and rammed right into a lamp post, stopping dead. But, to make things stranger, a rather large creature launched out of what appeared to be a window and did a tuck n’ roll like move. It lay on the ground, completely still.

"SPIKE!!!" I yelled with enough force to match Luna's Canterlot voice.

"Y-Yeah T-Twilight?" Said the small shaken up dragon.

"Send a letter to the Princess informing her that we have a BIG problem!" I said with a frantic voice as I wearily approached the fallen creature.

Perspective Change: Deckard<<<

'Oh god. What the fucking fuck.' I thought as I slowly awoke to pain, pain, and surprise surprise! More PAIN.

'Okay, time to recap while my body reboots...' I thought as my body began to regain feeling from the trauma to the... everything..

'I went from driving to screaming to weird purple portal to inside a house and breaking down the front wall to hitting a lamp post to going through the window… seems legit.'

As my body became functional I began to hear two sets of feet coming toward me.

‘Shitshitshitshitshit...... uh.... shit....'

I tried to move anything but my body refused to respond.

'Well this is it. Goodbye friends. And most importantly goodbye pain. I will not miss you...'

I felt something nudge me, so I tried once again to move but couldn't. Then I heard a very concerned sounding voice. It was also very loud in my ringing ears....

"SPIKE! GET FLUTTERSHY! IT'S STILL BREATHING!!!" It shouted.

'Oh tha- wait Spike? Fluttershy? Is this a gang or something... What does she mean "it".... OH GOD! I'm horribly deformed because of the crash aren't I!' I shouted in my head.

About 10 minutes later I was in so much more pain than before but now I could actually move. Sort of.

'Oh god the paaaaaaaaaaaaiiin... make it ssstooop' I groaned in my head as I tried to speak through my pain.

"Aaarrrggghhhh...." I moaned out.

'First damn thing I've said, parents would be pro- oh... ya....'

"Oh my gosh! Your awake!" Said the lady. "Are you okay?"

I managed to pry one eye open to see a....... lavender colored… pony…? It was staring right at my face. Then I had a epiphany...

'MY FRIENDS!?' I forgot the pain and shot up startling the lavender pony.

I slowly stood up, ignoring the pony, and made my way to the now wrecked truck with a shattered window.

"WAIT! Get back here!" The lady yelled.

"My..... friends...." I wheezed through the mask which I completely forgot I had on.

I got to the truck, went to the left side and opened the door. Inside was one of my friends... strapped in with little damage done, from what I could see anyway. With my receding strength I pulled him from the truck onto the pavement.

"What the......" The lady said.

"Help them…. please..." I said looking for Chris.

"Them....? B- Wait... you can talk!?" The lady shouted in a curious tone.

"Yes.... I.... can..." I wheezed confused.

'Where is this lady.... I only see a pony.... fuck it.... where's my other friend...'

I pulled out Chris from the back as he too had minimal damage done to him.

'Why am I the only one ba-' Then I thought for a second as my brain somewhat turned on… 'Windshield.... right....'

After I dragged them out I fell down.

'Pain! Fuck OFF!!!! ....aaaaagghh'

"AAAARGH...!" I bellowed out.

Just then a yellow pony.... flew.... down to me with what looked to be... a.... first aid kit...

"Oh… oh my.. where does it hurt?" Said a gentle caring voice.

"Eh...every....where" I gasped out also searching for the new voice.

I heard a frightened gasp. "EVERYWHERE!?" The no longer gentle voice yelled. "TWILIGHT, WE NEED TO GET THESE CREATURES TO THE HOSPITAL!!!!!"

"Thank... you..." Then I finally blacked out.

Once again... thank Smexy Sombra for the original story. These are the edited chapters. If I get enough requests I could release the chapters he made in a separate story unedited. Seeing how I have them saved. I hope you are all looking forward to the future chapters!

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