The Trotting Dead

by ZombieBrony22


Chapter 7: Living and Surviving

2 HOURS AGO

CLEMENTINE'S P.O.V

As we were crossing the gateway, I didn't have much time to think or react. When we went through, I felt... Different.

"Daryl, are you ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, Rick?"

"Fine. How 'bout you Twilight?"

She was looking around in silence.

"Let's let her gather all this." Daryl said.

To be honest, I couldn't gather it either. Daryl has REAL wings on his back, not his jacket.

"Come on, let's-" Daryl was stopped by hazmats running out.

"Hands!" A voice said.

Rick fired a shot, then another. We ran behind him to the gates and got out.

"That was easier than Terminus." Rick said.

"What happened there?" I asked. Oddly enough, me and AJ were heading there.

"They turned out to be cannibals. They tried to let us bleed out in a kill floor." Daryl said.

A kill floor? For people? That reminds me of the St. Johns... We were heading to a place Sunset gave us on a map called Ponyville. The map had directions from the railroads.

"Just follow them, and you'll be there in a few hours." She said.

We arrived in 1 hour and a half, we walked through and startled everyone inside. At least, SHE did. We were shown around and we were told about Blueblood's rise to power. Reminds me of Carver and HIS setup, but imagine, a whole CITY... Who knows what Blueblood does there...

"So, now what?" I asked.

"We try to bring our people here to survive." Rick said.

Then, I saw 9 people walk in the doors. They looked like my friends from CHS. How? I saw a few... Centuars come behind them. I saw... I saw...

"L- Lee?"

B-But how?


PRESENT DAY

EQUESTRIAN TWILIGHT'S P.O.V

Me and, well... me, talked all day about Equestrian science and all that. After, I talked to Rick about CHS.

"Was anyone named Flash Sentry there?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah. He helped us with the barricades. He's a good kid."

I felt a strike of relief.

"So, about your people... How many of you are they?" I asked.

"There's 9 of us counting Judith. But with CHS involved, there's probably 23 of us or so." Rick said.

I noticed him having trouble with his pony body, trying to stand only to fall again, try to grab a pencil only to drop it, etc.

"If you want, I could find a spell to make you human again." I said.

"Alright. I prefer hands over hooves, especially with the Walkers and Runners all over the place."

Walkers? Never thought of that name.

"So, how did Blueblood rise to power?" Rick asked.

"I don't know. It was all so sudden. All I know is me and my friends went for a picnic in Canterlot 2 years ago, but got a zombie apocalypse instead."

"...Zombies?" Rick asked.

"Oh, you don't have those? Well it's like this but in movies and games." I said.

Later that day, Fluttershy volunteered for the supply run in Appleoosa. She grabbed a few weapons and a backpack and flew out the gates. I hope she'll be okay...


2 HOURS LATER

"I know we just survived the Governor, I know we're all exhausted. But, I know we'll be okay. 'Cause this is how we survive. We do what we need to do. Then, we get to live." Rick told his people when they arrived.

Most of them were filthy, cold, probably starving too.

"We do have running water if you wanna feel at home." I said to them.

6 of them rose up.

"Thank you. May our God bless you people." A form of a priest said.

"That's Father Gaberiel. I'm Carl." He said.

"I can't remember my last shower. I'm Tara come on, bring it in." She brought her fist at me. I guess it was like a handshake or something.

"Well, I'm Glenn. That's my wife, Maggie." They both walked toward the shower rooms.

"That's those two. I'm Sgt. Abraham Ford." He followed the others.

"This place, it can be a home. I'm Tyreece by the way." He said.

"We're all on edge. So, how long have you people been in CHS?" I asked.

"A few hours. A hazmat guy came in with a jar of... Somethin' green and a Walker got covered in it, it attacked someone named Rarity." Daryl said.

I was striken. Rarity was dead?

"I'm sorry." I said.

"Well, we barely knew her. But I bet others did and I bet they know her well." Rick said.

"She has a sister, so does my worlds Rarity." I said.

"Well, that explains who wasted a full magazine on the Runner's head." Daryl said.

"Well, you're safe here." I said.

"Well, what I'm gonna say next isn't a threat, it's a warning. I know that you have a form of a son, thus, you know what this world does to you if they're in danger from it. The last man who got his hands on my son lost his life in a brutal way, if I see you attack him or anyone in my group, I will kill you." Rick said.

"I understand. You wanna protect your son, Spike's more of a brother to me, by the way." I replied.

We went on with our day and Rick's group are actually fitting in quite well. But I just realized something.

Where's Fluttershy?