Chapter 2: Survivors

The two mares walked together cautiously, seeing as a horde of Infected could easily overrun them, then they would join the dead in their endeavor to devour all of what was left of ponykind. Unlike the horror films, these "undead" creatures did not die if shot in the head, but rather they die of blood loss. A bullet to their skulls would only work if they bled into their brains. Also it is painless, if these monsters could feel pain at all. The media talked about the outbreak before they were overrun. They mentioned eye witnesses speaking of a small fever before they transformed, mainly coming from the toxic fumes of the latest nuclear fallout. Those who were infected were executed by the military and police, causing riots and looting. Societies collapsed and governments fell soon after. Some governments still stood today, such as Saddle Arabia and most of Asia; Ponyville was the last city standing in Equestria, lead by those immune to the disease using a magic spell from Zecora's books they found. This was helpful, because now they could get bitten and not change into an Infected. However, this spell would wear off after a few hours, and they would need a unicorn present to fix the spell for them.

The two mares continued to walk through the battered and destroyed city, searching for survivors and supplies they coulf use. Unicorns couldn't make food or water, no matter how powerful they were. The blue mare broke the silence.
"Let's check this building." She whispered. She motioned for the other pony to stack up on the door, and they broke the lock off with a wrench they found and stormed in. The gray pony took point, and began searching the upper floor. They cleared the house, no Infected or survivors.
"I'll check the bathroom for medical supplies, you check the kitchen for food." The blue mare said. The gray pony nodded and went to check the other room. She holstered her pistol and started ravaging through the cabinets in the bathroom. She found some Ibuprofen, some Vicoden, and a unopened first aid kit. "Score! Can't wait to show the guys what I'm worth to them!" She walked out of the room, and she heard something fall in the closet behind her. She quickly took out her pistol, hoping she wouldn't have to use it this trip, for several reasons. 1, ammunition was scarce in Ponyville, ever since the military destroyed most of what ammo was left; 2, one gunshot in this town would attract the undivided attention of all the infected in the entire region. She aimed her .44 caliber at the door, and slowly opened it, and there sitting was a little filly. "Hey.. what's your name sweetie?" The little filly continued to cower into the corner. "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help. What's your name?" To which the little filly replied.
"Sw...Sweetie Belle."

Author's Note

I apologize for any spelling mistakes or errors I've made. My life is really hard, and I'm getting a little tired of talking about it to new people so, i'm sorry that I'm better at writing on paper.