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Left 2 Die - ZombificationIsMagic

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Chapter 2

If Silver hated anything in this apocalypse, it had to be the boomer bile. When the short, black maned pegasus mare kicked the door down and sliced a few infected with her katana, a boomer had somehow snuck up behind them and up-chucked all over her. ALL over her.

“Luna damn it!” She yelled, getting ready for the oncoming swarm. Spitting out some of the bile chunks that got in her mouth, and trying to wipe some from her eyes so she could see.

“Dex, got my back?” She asked, hoping Dex hadn’t been ‘boomer biled’ on as well.

“You bet your sweet ass.” He said turning around and blasting a handful of zombies with one shot from his pump shotgun.

Silver took out her katana and wildly swung it, slicing a group of infected that had begun converging around her. “I bucking hate boomers!” She yelled.

Dex chuckled, “Nothing like the smell of boomer bile to crinkle your nose at in the morning, eh?”

“I bet if we come out of this alive, we won’t be able to smell anything anymore!” She said, laughing as the boomer puke had started to dry up and flake off.

“I hope not, there were a lot of things that had a good scent to them.” He said, ramming the barrel of his gun down a zombies throat and firing.

“Panties aren’t something you’ll miss Dexy.” Silver said, as she swung her katana into the skull of another infected.

As the horde began to dissipate, the two survivors were able to take a breather.

“Is that an offer?” He commented with a smile.

“Oh haha, I’ll grab a pair of witch panties, would that be ok?” She said, lightly punching him in the shoulder.

“Hey, I was only kidding. Besides, too much blood.” He said, placing a few shells back in his gun.

Suddenly, they both heard the distinctive yell of a charger about to tackle one of them. Quickly turning, they saw a charger about a yard away, running as fast as it could.

“Stay behind me.” Dex said, stepping in front of Silver and taking a few shots at the oncoming charger.

The charger hit Dex, grabbing him in its oversized grasp and lifting him over its head. A loud bang echoed through the air as the charger released him, slowly slumping to the ground.

Silver quickly got down to help the red stallion back up on his hooves, worrying about the sudden appearance of a mysterious shooter.

“Dex, come on! Get up!” She said, helping him onto his hooves.

“I guess that’s one I owe you.” Dex said, dusting himself off.

“Oh you’d know if you owed me, but I’m not sure somepony has the same idea.” She said, keeping an eye out for whoever shot the charger.

“Right,” Dex picked up his weapon and aimed down the sight, “How many do you think are? there might have been one shot taken, but multiple ponies.”

“Not sure, I’d like to think it was just one... but I’m not sure.” She said, keeping her gun ready.

“Yup, just one. Hi!” A voice spoke from behind the two.

Dex aimed at the stallion standing behind them. He was pure black with a bi-coloured mane of white and an icy blue. He wore, what would have been a pristine white trench coat had it not been torn, dirtied and ripped from whatever combat he’d faced up until now. “Are we in the presence of a friend or foe.”

“Way to make it sound like we’re in a cheesy, poorly written movie, Dex.” She said, also aiming her silenced SMG at the stallion.

“Hey, its better than calling ourselves cops and saying ‘halt, you’re violating the law’, or something like that.” He said lowering his weapon a tad.

“Yeah, he coulda said, ‘Halt, criminal scum!’, on a side note, can you stop pointing your guns at me...?” He said with a smirk.

“Well lets talk first... then we lower our guns. I mean you could be one of those psycho ponies!” Silver said.

He deadpanned briefly, “Cause a psycho would save your flanks and present himself without holding a gun to your heads... like you’re doing to me... right now...”

Dex lowered his weapon, “Hey, we’re just making sure dude, after all, you never know if somepony could be trying to kill you off and take your ammo or something like that.”

Silver followed Dex’s example. “Yeah, but seriously... who sneaks up like mare-do-well behind other ponies!” She said. “Sorta not the best way to introduce yourself!”

“First, I doubt you have the ammo I’m looking for,” He spared a brief glance to one of the rifles on his back, “and two, somepony who is really bored...”

“I’m guessing you were just sitting here, waiting for a friend?” He asked, confused. “And that’s when you found our behinds being surrounded by infected and nearly getting crushed by that large armed hillbilly there.”

He sighed briefly, “Yeah... something like that...”

“Wait... Dex?” Silver interrupted him “I think he might be blind? Look at his eyes!” Silver said, gesturing to the stallions pupilless eyes and the scar tracing across his face below them.

There was a moment of silence before the sound of hand meeting face was audible to both of them, “Why does everyone assume that...?”

“Umm..sorry, you’re not blind I take it?” she said, sheepishly.

He smirked briefly before gesturing towards the charger, “Cause a blind stallion can pull off a shot like that.”

“Well, let’s not sit here and chat the day away, the infected are hungry beings and as we all know, just sitting here will cause them to swarm, not to mention we have a objective to complete Silver.” Dex said, reminding them of the consequences of staying in one place too long. “And I suppose if you wish to be a little amused you can follow us Mister....”

“Kronos, no Mister, and sure. I’m done here from the looks of it...”

“Welcome to the group then, Krono!” Silver said playfully, punching his shoulder. “So Dex, sorority or through the main college building?” Silver said, gesturing her SMG in the direction of the ruined sorority building and the burning college building.

“I’d say we play it safe and go through the sorority building, for the fact that it’s not ablaze.” He said, pointing to the cloud of thick black smoke rising from the college building.

“Close quarters?” He pulled the smaller rifle from his back before inspecting a knife that had been fashioned to the barrel, a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes. “Fantastic!”

Silver nodded as she took point of the trio as they made their way into the sorority building. Walking up the steps of the front porch, Silver decided to see if the doorbell still worked.

*Ding Dong*

“Anypony home!” she yelled, hoping that some survivors were held up inside.

Unfortunately it seemed like it was deserted, supported by the fact that the door fell into the building.

Kronos sighed briefly, “Might not wanna announce our presence next time, they’re attracted to sound.”

“No duh, but I think they have selective hearing honestly.” Silver said as she stepped over the former door and into the lobby. “ I mean, if they are attracted to sound, why don’t they swarm whenever we shoot our guns?” She said lowering her gun when it looked like the place was empty.

“...They do... to an extent. If it’s nearby they do swarm, farther away and they just wander in the general direction.” Kronos commented dryly.

“Okay then... odds that there are any supplies we could use here?”

“Well, lets take a look through the building and find out.” Dex stated, walking into the manor and aiming his shotgun down a hall.

“I’ve got the upstairs, you two take the kitchen and living room?” Silver said, heading up the stairway.

“Keep your wits about you, you never know when there will be a special infected attack, call out if something gets ya.” Dex warned his comrades.

“...Why would you mention that? ...Murphey’s Law man!” Kronos grew a bit more wary as he followed Dex.

“Well, we are separating from the group after all, I thought it would be better to give a warning.” Dex said, opening a cabinet. “Damn, nothing there.”

“Hey there’s a bunch of guns up here!” Silver yelled from upstairs.

Kronos raised a brow questioningly, “Guns? In a sorority house?”

Dex looked at Kronos, “Could have been a stockpile, you never know, somepony could have predicted this a while back.”

Silver came running back down the stairs. “Hey guys you gotta come and check this out!” She said, carrying an M16 and a fire axe. “Who ever was here musta been a paranoid schizophrenic conspiracy theorist!”


“At least he’s not still here and completely insane, thinking every survivor around is infected.” Dex stated blandly.

“Umm... yeah.... that’s the other thing you guys might wanna come and see.” Silver said, losing her previous enthusiasm.

Dex looked at Kronos and proceeded up stairs, following Silver. “The room that’s stocked with supplies was the first thing I found.” She said pointing to the first door on the right.

Dex stopped dead in his tracks, “Silver, tell me this pony that is here isn’t somepony we know.”

“The guy’s dead, his head’s at your feet actually. Musta gotten swarmed.” Silver said.

Kronos leaned over the dismembered head before slowly closing its eyes, he sighed and got back to his hooves.

“Dex, you know him?” Silver asked.

Dex knelt down and took a close look at the head, “Stixx, shit.”

“Well... guess your friend was a badass zombie killer before he lost his head.” Silver said.

Kronos stared at her for a moment, “That’s just fucked up.”

“I always knew if anything happened to the band he’d be the first to give his life. That means the others are alive or...” Dex sighed, “Well, let’s not keep Cloudsdale waiting.”

“Umm... Dex? Might wanna have a look at this.” Silver said, pointing to the door opposite the stockpile.

Dex walked through the door and looked at the giant pile of dead infected filling the room. “They must have held out here for a while, judging by the blood that surrounded Stixx’s head they, haven’t been gone long.”

Silver went into the room with all the supplies in it and grabbed some medkits. “Catch guys!” she said, tossing two health packs to Dex and Kronos.

Dex caught his and stuck it to his back, he then walked over to the stockpile of guns and picked up a M-60 and wrapped a few belts of extra ammo around his chest, “This will definitely tear through a tank if needed.” He then went to the wall where a machete had been placed, he pulled it out and gave it a few swings. “You two ready?”

“Almost, just need to grab a few molotovs and ammo clips.” She said, grabbing extra ammo and putting her axe and med kit on her back. She picked up a molotov and placed it on her side. Thats when she noticed a nice looking blue army-like hat. “Hello there...” She said, picking up the hat, noticing it had a blue and white wrench on the front. “Taking you with me.” She said putting on her head.

Kronos began sifting around the ammo, checking a few small cases. He grabbed a pair and stuffed them into his bag. He began picking up and inspecting a few loose rounds, he’d occasionally grin and place them into a small case on his waist, “Guess today’s my lucky day.”

“Let’s see here,” Dex sifted through bags of throwable explosives and picked out two hand grenades. “Funny, I thought you couldn’t get these outside the military.” He attached the hand grenades to his belt. “Anything else here, besides pills that is?”

“Well, he has some food here” Silver said, finding some boxes of food underneath the other guns. “and... A GNOME!” She yelled, jumping back from the sudden gnome that was in the box.

“Oh, that reminds me,” Dex removed his backpack, “Look what I decided to bring from the safe room.” Dex held up the gnome, whose sign now said thank you. “The funny thing is, I never touched his sign.”

“KEEP THAT BUCKING THING AWAY FROM ME!” She said, crawling as far as she could get from the gnome.

Kronos couldn’t help but chuckle at the two of them, “It’s a lawn ornament, chill out.”

“I don’t care if it was Celestia’s lawn ornament. Gnomes scare the shit out off me!” She said, getting up and dusting herself off.

“Awww thats not nice, the little guy only wanted help,” Dex said, smiling while still holding the gnome.

“Whatever, you’re carrying it by yourself!” Silver said, getting out of the room and looking for a way through the building. “Are you guys coming or not!”

“Of course,” Dex walked down stairs and towards the front door. “Come on guys, we need to get to Cloudsdale before....” A zombie grasped at Dex as he walked through the front door, Dex smacked it in the face with the gnome whose sign suddenly changed to, ‘kill it, kill it, kill it!’ Dex then proceeded to smash the zombies skull in with the gnome.

Kronos just stared at them, “Celestia, that was unnecessarily violent!”

Silver didn’t know what was worse. The fact that her greatest fear had just beaten the shit out of a zombie... or the fact that Dex would not toss the bloodied gnome.

Kronos leaned over with an impish grin and whispered into Silver’s ear, “It’s tasted blood...”

“Shut it!” She said, punching him in the shoulder. She took the lead so she wouldn't have to stare at the gnome the whole time.

“I’m going to put Chompski back in my bag,” Dex said, swinging his backpack off his back and placing the gnome inside. “There out of sight, out of mind.”

“Just tell us where we are going Dex.” Silver said.

“According to the map,” Dex said, pulling the map out of his vest pocket, “ We only need to go down this street for a few miles until we reach a left turn, and then we have to travel that until we see the giant cloud city.”

“Bespin?” Silver asked.

“Skypiea?” Kronos asked, still grinning.

Dex looked over the top of the map deadpanned, “No.”

Kronos sighed, “Well that’s disappointing.”

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*1 Hour Later*

“Are we there yet?”

“Just a just a few more miles Silver.” Dex said, hesitating a moment.

“What is it we’re looking for again? Sorry...” She asked, actually having forgotten where they were going.

“We’re looking for Cloudsdale,” Dex said in a worried tone, “I don’t get it, we should have seen it by now.”

“What if the infection got there as well?” Silver said worriedly.

“If it did it would still be in the sky, right about here.” Dex pointed to a position on the map where Cloudsdale was supposed to be, “We would have seen it by now.”

Kronos pondered a moment, “Maybe ya misjudged the distance, simple enough mistake.”

“Well... it’s getting late, should we set up camp or keep going?” She said, pointing to the setting sun.

Dex sighed, “There’s a town just up ahead, perhaps we can stop and camp in one of the houses.”

“What’s the town called?” Kronos piped up curiously.

“Maybe it’s one that hasn’t been hit as hard as the others!” Silver said, hopefully.

Kronos patted Silver on the shoulder solemnly, “Maybe... Just be ready in case it has...”

“Don’t worry Krono, it’s not like there’s gonna be a mob of zombies waiting for us that will overwhelm us... right?” Silver said, a bit too positively.

Kronos turned towards Dex expectantly, “So, the name?”

Dex inspected the map, “The name of the town is Manefield, I hope there are some ponies alive there.”

‘Maybe some mares too....’ Silver added mentally with a dazed look at the imagined scene in her head.

“Reload any ammo, just incase this town is swarming with infected.” Dex said, making sure the ammo belt is fastened to his M-60.

Silver reloaded her M-16 as well, hoping this town wouldn't be like the rest.

Kronos removed the large, ornately designed rifle from his back. He smiled as he removed a round from the case at his waist, pulled the bolt back and fed the round into the chamber.

“So how far is it from here? Sun’s going down quicker than usual.” She said eagerly.

“Just up the road, I say we run if we’re ever going to get there before Celestia’s sphere sinks below the horizon.” Dex said, stretching his legs and carefully placed his M-60 on his back and pulled out his machete.

That’s when Silver got an idea, a fun idea.

“Who’s up for a flight race?” She said, hovering above the ground a bit and placing her M-16 on her back.

Kronos grinned as he began stretching his wings, giving them a few test flaps.

“It sounds fun, but flying could give ourselves away to any infected nearby, and trust me when I say that we don’t want to constantly get swarmed.” Dex added sadly.

“Then we fly high enough so that none of them can get us!” She said matter of factly

Kronos nodded, “Plus, if we don’t give them reason to look up, there’s a good chance we won’t be noticed.”

“Okay, fine, air travel it is.” Dex said, stretching his reptilian wings.

“Last one there’s a dirty mule!” She said, getting a head start of the two stallion.

Kronos took to the sky, almost immediately after her, easily keeping pace with the mare.

“You’re not winning that easily,” Dex said, racing into the air after Silver.

“Oh crap!” She said, flying faster ahead to keep ahead of the both of them.

Kronos flew just ahead of her. He was flying upside down, looking back at her with an impish grin plastered across her face. “That’s all, girlie?”

Silver smirked at the black stallion flying in front of her “Is that all you’ve got? I mean, it’s impressive for a little colt.”

Dex raced past the two, chuckling to himself, “See what happens when you don’t pay attention?” As he said that he turned his attention back on the sky ahead, crashing into a radio tower, “Ouch, guys, I think we’ve arrived.

Kronos and Silver hovered next to him, “What was your first clue?”

Dex rolled his eyes as they descended the length of the radio tower. The three ponies landed in front of the entrance to Manefield, a small plate metal wall surrounded the city, fires lit in barrels sat on street sides giving the city the look of an old slum.

Dex looked at his two friends, “You think this place was pretty secure until somepony went mad and tried to leave?”

Silver looked up the radio tower to get a better look, coincidently at the same moment a stray lightning bolt struck.

Suddenly gunshots rang out through the small town, echoing off of the storefronts. Dex looked towards the center of town, “Come on, that’s coming from the center of town.” Dex said, gesturing his friends to follow as he ran down the street.

Comments ( 1 )

Okay. The whole immunity thing makes me think of The Forest of Hands and Teeth series. Few grammatical errors but otherwise not bad.

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