//------------------------------// // A loss, then a flame // Story: At Equestria's End // by Camo //------------------------------// *Myth’s point of view* “Myth! Come up here! We have a surprise for you!” Camo called from the top of the red truck. “I’m coming!” Myth called back, slipping a knife into her leather jacket. “Gotta be prepared, in case one of those stupid flesh eating no-brained THINGS decide they are gonna eat me.” Myth whispered, then flew through the entrance to the truck container. *Camo’s point of view* Camo watched as Myth flicked her giant red and purple wings delicately, then stumbled and fell on top of her wing. Camo rushed to the red Pegasus, then dropped to her side. “What’s the matter?” Myth rolled over, then Camo grabbed her wing lightly, checking for damage. “Looks like you damaged some of your flight feathers.” Lilac Pageturner said from behind a large object covered with a large white sheet. “Oh! What is that?” Myth asked, getting up onto her hooves with the help of Camo. “It’s your surprise, stupid.” Camo rolled her eyes dramatically at her friend. Myth walked over to the object, then grabbed the edge of the cloth delicately with her teeth. She tugged at the cloth, sending it flying backwards, then settling on the ground to reveal a black Harley Davidson. “What?!” Myth cried, tears leaking from her red eyes. “While you decided to sleep until 11, we all stopped at your house for stuff, and we found this in the garage! And look at the wheels! That was Wolf Wind’s idea. Do you like?” Camo said proudly while pointing at the spikes protruding from the wheels. “Oh My Celestia! I LOVE YOU GUYS!” Myth called a group hug. “Hehe. Now I can slice zombie flesh! Make them pay for what they did to Badass.” “So, I don’t mean to interrupt the touchy-feely moment, but we have a truck full of food and ponies of varying degrees of skill when fighting zombies, but where are we going with this truck of food and ponies? We can’t just stay on the road forever! We’ll need fuel!” Gretchly pointed out. “We need to go to Canterlot. We could find either Celestia, because of her limitless magic, or Twilight, for her science knowledge, then Bookworm and Pageturner could help her, while the rest of us either fight off the zombies, or help give medical attention in the castle. Everyone know what they are doing as soon as we get to the Canterlot Castle gates? Good.” Camo went over the plan. “You know what? I think Myth was right. You seriously go Commando over this stuff.” Scott pointed out. “If it keeps us all alive, then it is necessary. Everyone back into the truck cabin. Myth, you stay up here, and grab some snacks from Asher, she said she was cooking bacon” and with that, Myth bolted into the “truck cabin” and was back with a plate of bacon in seconds. “Myth! That was all of the bacon we had left! Did you really need the full kilogram?” Asher asked, tapping her grey hoof impatiently. “Yeth brcf I fike bercohn.” Myth replied with a full mouth. “And in English you said?” Asher replied, rolling her eyes. “She said ‘yes, because I like bacon’”. Scott informed the angry grey Pegasus climbing on top of the truck. “You know we can’t stop until we get to Canterlot, and that is a good three hours away.” Asher snapped. Then, Myth and Asher broke into a wild argument about how valuable bacon was. Camo just sat there, trying to make sense out of their chaotic bickering, but was suddenly thrown backwards, almost falling off the truck. Hanging on to the edge, she peered over the side, to see a group of six zombies, and about thirty coming towards them in the distance. Camo raced to Myth’s pile of bloodied knives, and jumped off the edge of the truck. As soon as she dropped to the floor, she sliced the neck of a Pegasus zombie, making its blood splash over Camo’s brown coat. As it dropped to the floor, Camo stepped on its skull then quickly dealt with four more in the same manner. Just before she took the knife out of the unicorn’s skull, the last zombie grabbed Camo’s hind leg and bit into it, making Camo scream. The last thing Camo heard was Myth bellow like a wild beast, then the sound of blood splatting along the side of the trailer. Through Camo’s clouded vision, all she could see was Candy Fizz picking her up with her yellow magic aura, then carrying her limp body into the truck trailer, then everything went black. *Myth’s point of view* Myth watched with red-rimmed eyes, as Candy Fizz carried Camo’s limp body into the trailer of the truck, her magic aura fizzing out every couple of seconds from the sheer weight of the full grown mare, even as an allicorn. The blood had stopped pouring out of Camo’s numerous cuts and the large bite mark. Lilac Pageturner barged everyone out of the way, and held her ear against Camo’s chest. “She’s not too good. We have to get her to the Canterlot hospitals before it’s too late.” She said softly. “What do you mean too late? Camo is going to survive.” Myth shouted, tears streaming down her cheeks, washing away the blood of the zombie that had done this to Camo. “She’s not gonna die.” Scott grumbled. Bookworm used his magic to bring over rolls of bandages, and helped Lilac clean up some of the blood, some of which wasn't even hers. Then Aimee went white. “Wh-why isn't her chest moving? She has to be breathing.” Aimee panicked. “No, she isn't dead.” Candy Fizz said quietly. “What? No. He he, no. She’s not dead. She’ll wake up any minute now!” Myth said, tears streaming down her red cheeks. Myth raced to Camo’s side and pressed her ear against her chest, to hear nothing. No heartbeat. No breathing. All she felt was Camo’s ice cold chest, covered in sticky, half-dried blood, mixing with the tears streaming down her face. She closed her eyes. Lifting her head from Camo’s chest, she straightened up, then opened her eyes, revealing the whites of her eyes yellow, and red smoke streaming from her eyes, similar to the way King Sombra’s had during his reign. Spreading her wings, she stared at Camo. After thirty seconds, everyone gasped as Camo stood up, and shook her head. “He he, guys! I had the weirdest dream. I died!” Camo giggled, and looked around. “Why does everypony look like they witnessed somepony die? And why is there a magic aura coming out of your eyes? Myth?” Camo walked up to Myth, who stood still. “BUBBLES!” Camo shouted into Myths ear, then the Pegasus snapped out of her trance. “Um, Camo? You DID die!” Blue Lilly said, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Oh.” Camo said, shaking her head. “Look, we need to get to Canterlot before those storm clouds get to us. The last thing we need is hail ripping through the truck.” Aimee said matter-of-factly. “Then let’s go!” Myth grumbled. “But we better be stopping for bacon.” “You know… I was wondering why you didn't change after you got bit, like Streaks did.” Bookworm questioned. “I'm not sure.” Lilac thought deeply. "Who cares, She's alive! Now we go get the bacon!" Myth cried out. "Supplies..." Bookworm corrected, but was smacked in the face by her multi-coloured tail. "Bacon." Bookworm said nothing as he held his cheek.