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// Part 2: Chapter 3 
// Story: The Conversion Bureau - The Last Human 
// by Maxis122 
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~The Conversion Bureau - The Last Human: Part 2: Chapter 3~
~By Maxis122~

Suddenly I came to a stop and my mind was going haywire. The brightness from the light was blinding my vision and the sheer power of the energy had left a loud ringing in my ears. The energy left a cloud of smoke behind it as the once lit area darkened just as quickly as it was lit. With my vision gone and my hearing gone all my senses are shouting out at me.

My throat is becoming sore and tears are streaming down my face as I collapse to the ground with my body in shock. My body is screaming at me to stop but I can't as I can only do things that I can think of. And after what happened all I can think about is Twilight and Rainbow. They were the last ones that I could think of before I was teleported away.

When my hearing begins to come back I can hear myself yelling out the names of my friends. With my vision still blurry I cannot really move anywhere so I fall down onto my back. My throat is now dry from all the shouting that I have been doing and I cannot go on much longer. I allow myself to recover as my vision just about comes back.

With my vision returning I can see grey clouds above. The last residence of the light that took me here then disappears into the cloud layer. That is when the darkness fully engulfs the place that I have been dropped off in. The place that I will have to stay in. I close my eyes for a few seconds to let myself get my head back together.

I am now in a place that could be anywhere in the world and I have nothing that can help me survive. All I have is two pistols, that’s it. I grab my back from my back and lay it on my chest and search through the bag to confirm my suspicions. I look at one of the pistols that is becoming older and broken up a bit. After ejecting the clip I throw this one away to take some weight off.

I rummage through whatever is left in the bag to find there is really nothing else - just a waterproof coat. Looks like the rest of my stuff is gone, or it has been taken away from me. My main concern is my laptop - it has all my data on it. And if it is gone - then that would be all my years work down the drain. Just like that.

My legs spasmed a bit as I tried to regain control of them. After getting up one of my legs was still on the verge of taking a nap. But after shaking it a bit it seems to get the idea that it has a long day of work ahead. Pulling the bag back onto my back and placing the pistol into a slot on my chest straps - I begin to look at my surroundings. 

From what I can see - I am on a highway of sorts. To my left is a town and to my right is the far off lands of wherever I am. There are still cars on the highway - abandoned of course. They must have been trying to get out of the country - but they must have got caught up is some kind of crossfire. Then I suppose they were taken away by a large containment vehicle. 

As my vision just about got to its full potential again I looked down the highway to where the town was. This was probably my best shot at finding something to allow me to survive. My best hopes were that there would be some kind of shopping centre or a storage facility somewhere. But apart from that it would be useful if there was some kind of armed base so I could find some more weapons to defend myself with. So that was my mental plan - go to the town, find some supplies and weapons.

So I began to walk down the road, examining each car as I moved along. Each one telling telling a different story of how a family or person attempted to get out of their town. Most of them were part of the mass conversion as there was such a large number of cars on the road at the same time. Then I suppose some chaos was let loose and that caused the traffic to come to a stop. 

Something that happened on the first day of the mass conversion was that the news went out. Meaning that no one knew what was going on in the rest of the world. The internet died out as the servers stopped working and the power grid began to degrade. With all of this happening at once the human population went down at an alarming rate as people got converted to live in Equestria. This then brings me to the point where there is no one left in the city and all communications have gone dead. Leaving me alone.

There is the possibility of there being some other humans out there - hiding in the forest or in the cities. But for now I can only trust what information I know. And that is that all the other humans have gone - or have been killed. All this chaos that spread across the world all happened within a week. The idea of so many people trying to escape as the world just gave up. Every system just degraded and stopped operating because of the other services not working. With all of these things combined the world just turned off and said that it couldn’t sustain the normal human life anymore.

Then, after a month of this happening, I was left alone in the city of London to defend myself and live life out. Even though I lost things through the conversion bureau, I have seemed to gain some things as well. For example I am now a lot more active and aware of the world around me as being able to hear your enemies gives you the advantage in a battle. And I have seemed to become a lot faster at running as that is something that I do a lot - along with hiding. But then again I have lived a very secure life where I don’t like being seen by the pegasi in the sky.

Pegasi in the sky, they have been the main fear factor of my life. Even though I have never had a bad experience with a pegasus that doesn’t really mean that I couldn’t get a bad one now. So this all means that I have just got to stick to my careful lifestyle in order to survive. And so far survival is my only mission. 

As I walked through the welcome sign it seemed to be written in some foreign language that I hadn’t come across before. Then again I didn’t really do very much traveling in my days before the conversion - that might have been another reason why I didn’t want to go. But as I looked it over it seemed to have a bit of it teared off by something. As I traced where the thing came from I the looked into the city to see where it landed. 

From what it looked like there had been a plane crash in this area as there was a wing of something stuck in one of the buildings. I knew there was some chaos but this was a bit over the top. It made it look like the end of the world was happening when people were running away. But technically it was the end of the human world - so, I guess that counts. So these people were running away until this random plane came out of nowhere and crash landed into this town.

My guess seemed to be correct as I walked around the building to see a rather large plane crashed into the ground, about a hundred meters away. The plane was still upright but it had some scraping marks on its bottom. I began to walk towards it to see what it was, and where it came from. The real thought that was racing through my head as I got closer was what caused a plane like this to suddenly crash. It could have been anything really - engine failure, wing break up, pilots falling asleep. There is quite a few things that can cause a plane to go down.

I was now about ten meters away from the plane, on the side there was some text again - but it was in the same language as before so I couldn’t tell exactly what it was. I tried to turn my head and think of what languages I could relate it to. In the end I just shrugged and moved along to the front of the plane. I began to climb up to the coppit to see if they had gotten the wounded off of the plane - so I could then look it over for supplies. My hand then caught itself on something sharp and it slipped to cause a cut along my hand. I then recoiled and fell onto my back holding my cut hand in my other hand.

I couldn’t but swear as the pain shot through my hand. Holding it tight I breathed hard to allow myself to get back into the right state of mind. I then sat up and got my bag off of my back to get to the insides of it. The only thing I could use was the waterproof coat, so I ripped a part of it off and wrapped it around my hand. Then I pulled the knot tight to keep the blood inside of me. After half a minute of recovering I stood back and tried to see what I caught my hand on. When I got a few meters away I could see the broken glass with my blood shimmering off it. Then sheer curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to know why the glass was broken. First I checked that my pistol was fully loaded and then I began to climb again.

This time I was a lot more careful with the broken glass and I broke it down with my arm. Now there was a clear area to climb into the plane, so I pushed myself up and rolled into the plane. When I stood up I saw what I was hoping that I would see. The pilots were still here and they were dead. Looking at them they had both been shoved onto the ground and had their throats cut. From what I could see, that would mean that something smashed through the window and it killed the pilots. I was trying to think whether this could be what caused the plane to crash or not. And if this wasn’t what caused the plane to crash - then what did and why did some people climb in the plane and kill the pilots.

Pulling out my pistol I then walked forward to see that the door to the next compartment was still open. I then tapped the door with the end of my pistol so it would open all the way. Inside was most probably a area for the vip’s as inside there was a lot of people with suits on. But then as I approached one of the ones in the hallway they had something that changed everything. This was a guard because he had a gun. And when I ejected the cip he had discharged three bullets. When I looked behind me I could see where these three bullets had gone. I then looked at his suit to see that he had been stabbed through the chest. The others had been taken out from neck shots to having their backs sliced. It was a massacre. Something elite had come in here and taken part in a assasination. But who was the target?

I then moved along to the next part of the plane to see that the maids had also been killed off - what ever these things were they were not taking anyone alive. After seeing that they had a storage room I then walked into what seemed to be a hallway that had rooms on either side of it. Meaning that this was a very high tech plane - something that someone important would have. Again, there were guards with pistols and small sub machine guns with them. So far it looked like no one had even gotten close to survival. Moving along I looked into each room, each one with the same result. Death.

It was then when I found the room with the most people in it. Also it was the one with the most defence in it. There was a upturned desk with people hiding behind it. They had shotguns and submachine guns with them. This must have been the main target for whatever these things were. I walked into the room and then found that behind the desk was a man in a different suit to everyone else. I had seen his face before but I couldn’t think of who it was. But there was one thing for sure - this was someone important. That was because so many people were defending this single person. Or it could have just been some left over people joining together for a last stand.

I then picked up one of the submachine guns and looked at its clip - half empty. There were really fighting something as there were bullets on the floor everywhere. I put the gun back and then walked back into the hallway. As I walked into the storage area there were even more people dead. The last people were two maids and a couple of guards. They were probably on their last stand as well as they had discharged quite a lot of bullets. Even the maids were holding pistols in their hands. I then turned my attention to what had actually cut them, it would have been something really sharp. And these things were acting like they couldn’t use guns. As throughout the entire plane I hadn’t seen a single person that had been shot - they had all been sliced and cut.

This puzzle was missing one part to it - and that was what had killed all of these guards and maids. And furthermore, how did these things kill everyone without taking a single casualty. It just seemed a bit odd for there to be so many casualties on this side and then not to find a single person or thing from the other side. Unless these were very elite and they took their dead with them after their mission was completed. But then that left another loose lead - how did they get off the plane? And how did they get on it in the first place? 

So it couldn’t have been any normal citizen as they would have been killed off by the many guards and their bodies would be here. Plus it couldn’t have been any normal spec ops team, as they would have to have another exit - which there wasn’t for them. That left this as a very confusing puzzle that only needed a single extra piece of information to complete it. So for now I had no idea what had caused all of this to happen. But I am now very sure that whatever this thing was that caused the death of all of these people - it must have caused the plane to come down as well.

I then turned my attention to what was being stored in this place. As I searched the shelves I found some packed meals and some bottled water. There was also some tinned things that I could take with me as well. So far this looked like it was going to be the main place where I could get some resources - for now. I then turned my attention to the weapons. I looked into the hands of some of the dead people and thought about whether or not to take these. Then I looked up and saw a door marked “ARMORY”. Hopefully I would find some more useful things in there.

I unlocked the door and then pushed it open. It was pitch black inside - this meant that I would need a flashlight or something. I walked back and looked to see that one of the guards had a flashlight on their belt. So I knelt down and pulled it from their belt. It came out and then I pressed the on button to see if it would work. Then a gush of white light came out of the end - with this I pointed it towards the pitch black room and it became illuminated. Just what I needed. 

I walked inside and looked around at what was kept inside. There were a few pistols, submachine guns, shotguns, assault rifles and a high tech bow. That was unusual for a amory to have a bow, as this was a outdated weapon. Then again when I looked closer this one was a battle one. Specially made string and lightweight body. This was made to be used in a combat situation. So maybe they had a elite on the plane that used a bow. But now there wasn’t anyone on the plane. Anyone alive, that is.

I then caught sight of a M4 rifle, almost like the one that I had before I lost it on the boat. This one had a ACOG scope on it and the barrel was longer. Meaning that this one was made for long range encounters. The same as the bow I suppose. So far these were the only things that caught my eye. So I grabbed the quiver with the arrows in it and strapped this onto my back. Then I picked a couple of M4 magazines up and put them in my chest pockets. After that I strapped the M4 to the back of my bag and I held the bow in my hands. The bow was rather light and the string was nice and tight - giving it more power.

Now I was carrying more weight it was a little harder to move, but I was still rather light. I then walked back to the front of the plane and I unlocked the side door so I could get out. I had been in there for about half of a hour and the sun was making its descent now. That meant that the last thing that I needed to find was shelter - and to be honest I wouldn’t like to sleep in a plane with dead people. So I began to walk over to one of the houses that overlooked the area that I was in. Hopefully I would be right in thinking that this place was completely abandoned after seeing the plane crash.

I then walked to the side of the house and stood in front of the door. After taking a step back I kicked the door with my foot as hard as I could and the door flew open. As if it were instinct I then grabbed a arrow and drew it on the bow - pointing it into the abyss. After waiting a couple of seconds I think of a better idea as this bow would be hard to move about in a house. So I relaxed the bow and put the arrow back into the quiver.  

Then I got my bag off my back and unstrapped the M4. Then I got the flashlight and used some masking tape to tape in onto the underbarrel of the M4. After a quick test with the light I then strap the bow onto the backpack and put the bag back on my back. Now I have a better defence. I then walk over to the door again and walk inside. I look left and right to see that the two rooms are empty. Closing the door behind me I then move up the stairs slowly - making myself as quiet as possible so I can listen. 

Once I get to the top I then flash the light left and right again to see if there is anything hiding around the corners. But so far there is nothing to be found. I then look into the first room to see that it is empty. Then I look into the second room to see that it too is empty. I have a small feeling that lingers inside of me that there is something hiding in here somewhere - but I cannot see where it is. I hope that there isn’t something in here as I don’t want to have to deal with something like that. Even if it were another human - I just wish that this place is dead empty.

I then find the last door - which of all the doors it is locked. This just shouts at me saying that there is something on the other side of this door hiding. But I hope that this is just a coincidence and that the door is just locked. But my senses are telling me that there is something on the other side of this door. I try to dismiss it as I get closer to it. I then reach out to door knob and hold it for a few seconds. I then turn my head as I think about what I should do when all of a sudden a plan jumps into my head. I then let go of the handel and walk a couple of paces back. 

Pointing the M4 in the air and close my eyes and hope that nothing will respond to this next action - meaning that I can leave that room alone. I then pulled the trigger and a single bullet shot through the ceiling leaving a loud bang along with it. I waited a couple of seconds and nothing happened. With that I sigh in relief and turn around to begin walking to the first room. Then my muscles spasmed all of a sudden and caused another bullet to leave the gun and shoot through the floor. I recoil back as it almost caught my foot and I hit the landing table. A piece of china fell off the table and then crashed onto the floor. 

It was then when I heard something let out a slight scream of terror as it flapped its wings to fly. I then looked to the door to see it was still locked but something was inside it. And from what I could piece together I knew exactly what it could be. Problem was - I had no idea what I should do. The only thing that I could think about what I had done and now that I knew that something was behind the door. And it was even worse as I knew what it was.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me” I whispered under my breath.