The year is 2044, and the world has gone into a state of complete chaos ever since the year's start. For a reason unknown to man, storms spread throughout Earth, and with each night it tends to get worse. Buildings fall, and cities have started to feel terrible tremors. Floods have caused the need for evacuations. Electricity has been out for months, and no one dares to go outside. Military and police from around the world attempt to send food and water to whoever needs it, including the now millions of homeless. Earthquakes rattle the streets with no mercy. Hospitals must close their doors, in hopes to get the hundreds of sick, injured people back to how they were. Barely have been allowed to leave their beds, and most were not able due to doctors failing their patients.

And one twenty year old man is their only hope of survival.

(Alright, woo! Let's do eet. This is my first MLP fic, but I have wrote stories before. ..Internet stories, that is. So, bear with me if I fail to do things. Oh, and yes, this is an HiE. Don't fret, I'll try to make it unique. By the way, MLP is not a thing that happened in the human world(mainly so it's slightly easier for me to write it. I'm lazy like that). Keep that in mind. And, another thing, this takes place before the end of Season 3. So yeah.)