//------------------------------// // Not the Civilization they were Expecting // Story: Ponies, Zombies and a whole lot of Guns // by Helblade Master //------------------------------// Location: Unkown Year: Unknown Time: Unknown The walk was long as they had been walking for hours with no sign of civilization. The fog had rolled in and the four men couldn't see much. "Doctor what time is it," Nikolai asked as he trudged through the fog. "Vell let me see. It seems to be 12:00 A.M. last time I checked," Richtofan shouted as he looked down at his watch, what was left of it at least," vich vas before ve left Der Riese!" Nikolai grumbled as he shook his empty bottle of Vodka. Takeo was walking silently, he had been since they had arrived. "Yo Takeo whatcha doin being all quiet," Dempsey asked. "I am simply ignoring all of you. For I am asking the ancients for a sign of civilization," Takeo said as he went silent again. "Well that sounds..... fucking boring," Dempsey said as he continued to move ahead. Out of the fog a shape was beginning to come into view. As they approached it Nikolai shouted with glee as the shape turned out to be a house. The windows seemed a bit low for a human house. The roof was made of straw and the house was about two or three stories tall. "Vell I guess ve found some sort of civilization but who says ve'll find any Group 935 members," Richtofan asked as they walked around the house. To their left a barn began to appear and the smell of apples touched their noses. Nikolai caught glimpse of some sort of light and he began running towards it. "Nikolai get back here you fucking dumbass," Dempsey shouted as he chased after him. "But Dempsey it is some sort of light," Nikolai shouted back. "I don't give a shit. Get back here before you get a bullet through your brain," Dempsey yelled as he tackled Nikolai. "Well what in tarnations am ah lookin at," a feminine voice said as the light moved closer," you don' look like normal pony folk." "I'll have you know we aren't ponies missy," Dempsey said as he got up," and who in the hell says tarnations these days?" "Well ah do o' course. And if ya'll ain't ponies then what are ya'll?" "Vell madame first let me introduce mienself. I am Doctor Edvard Richtofan, und zis is Nikolai, Takeo, und Dempsey," Richtofan said as he approached," ve are not ponies but merely humans." "Humans? Ah thought them things didn't exist," the voice said as the owner came into view. Richtofan looked at her intriguingly, while Nikolai rubbed his eyes multiple times, Dempsey stood still and stared at it in shock, while Takeo pulled out his katana in alarm. "Holy shit balls," Dempsey said," you're a fucking horse." The horse was orange with a blonde mane and tail. She wore a brown stetson and she had apples on the side of her flank. "Very interesting, very interesting indeed," Richtofan said as he walked around her," a talking, orange horse, vith a stetson." "Well ya'll don' look to good," the horse said as she looked in disgust at their clothes. She was right they were covered head to toe with torn clothes, skin, scabs, scratch marks, and bite marks. Nikolai was wearing a blue russian scarf around his neck while his hat had fallen off somewhere. His shirt was gray and was torn in the arms and stomach area. His pants were deep blue with blood across the knees while his boots were covered in dried blood and mud. Richtofan's black gloves were covered in dried blood, along with his boots. His Nazi jacket was wrinkled and torn with blotches of blood showing. Dempsey had blood dried onto his shaved head with scabs along his knuckles. His jacket was green and had its sleves rolled up. His tan pants were drenched in mud while his boots looked brown but were actually black. Takeo's katana was poorly cleaned, his grey jacket was sown in many places along with his pants. His boots were covered in mud while his hands had blisters and scabs. "She is right. We aren't very presentable at the moment," Takeo said as he slid his katana back in its sheath. Richtofan nodded in agrement. "Very true. Vould you mind if ve stayed here for ze night," Richtofan asked. "It's five o'clock in tah mornin. Ya'll can stay fer breakfast if ya'll want," the horse said. "Dank ja. Oh ver are mien manners. I never got your name," Richtofan said as he followed the horse. "Why thank you fer askin. Mah name is Applejack," the horse said. "Thank you for your hospitality Ms. Applejack," Takeo thanked her," you have much honor in your soul." They followed her inside and were greeted by three more horses. A filly, a stallion, and a very old looking horse. "Richtofan, Takeo, Nikolai, and Dempsey," Applejack introduced," meet Applebloom, Big Macintosh, and Granny Smith." "Gutentag," Richtofan greeted. He put his hand over Dempsey's mouth before he could say something stupid. "Hello family of horses," Nikolai said as he walked up to Big Mac. He glared into Big Mac's eyes for a while before laughing. "This is strong stallion. He would make good war horse on the Russian lines." "Nikolai be honorable. These horses are not just any kind of horses. These horses can talk and even think smarter than you," Takeo chuckled. "Alright calm down everyvone. Ve are merely here to rest nozing else," Richtofan said. Takeo walked into the next room and sat down on the floor. Nikolai put his arm around Big Mac and they walked off talking and laughing. "They're most likely getting something to chug down," Dempsey said. "As long as zey don't cause trouble ve are fine," Richtofan said as he walked off. Dempsey looked out the window at the fog and just hoped he would be able to find a way back.