The sun hangs in for only a handful of hours. The disease hit quick and fast. It was death for all who came across turning them into a thing that decays as it stands. They only have one purpose and that's to feed.
The sun hangs in for only a handful of hours. The disease hit quick and fast. It was death for all who came across turning them into a thing that decays as it stands. They only have one purpose and that's to feed. The land is now chaos with no one to take care of the land. The fate of equestria only rest in the journey of two fillies as they moved down a path of madness and insanity.
In the slow moment which seemed forever. Nothing was heard except for the patting of the rain around the two fillies. The silence was eventually broken by one of the fillies.
"What is it?" Said the small grey filly.
"A grave" said by Applebloom the other filly.
"How's it a grave?'
"What else could it be."
"I see your point but it doesn't mean what it could be as what you think it is."
"Its a grave." said Applebloom as she put on her leather hat.
"You don't that for sure." Said the other filly who read the tree bark that read Sotaloo with a jaggy heart drawed under neath.
"What do you think it is then?" asked Applebloom.
"Could be a note or something like it."
"A note? A note!" Said Applebloom, with her voiced raised an octave.
Then a bolt of lightning ran down with the upcoming thunder roared. It scared the small grey filly half to death for two reasons. The first was the noise, and the second the flash had seemed to vanish the fog for a second. Like a pony blinking. What it revealed was an outline of a tall and thin monster hiding in the mist about ten feet away from where they stand. It frightened the grey filly were Apple bloom stood there looking at the supposed grave with a death stare.
"Applebloom, we have to get put of this." Said the filly.
No reply.
"Applebloom?"
Silence.
The filly walked half way in front of Applebloom. The shadow of her hat had disguised her face with a shadow.
"Applebloom?!" Yelled the filly.
Applebloom had looked up a sly to who her face. One of Appleblooms eyes fixed on the filly and then other on the unknown tree bark. It looked like she wanted to kill the filly. The filly had then begin having thoughts on if she's going insane again or into one of those trances she described. The eye that was doing a death stare moved back to the the piece of tree bark in the ground. The filly then saw the white rim of Appleblooms eye, they were bloodshot with a follow up of being swollen. Applebloom was crying but was trying to hold back the tears. She then leaned forward and trotted to the tree bark and leaned down.
"What are you doing?" Asked the filly.
"I need to know." Applebloom finally answered as she began scraping the ground with her front hooves.
"To know what?" Asked the filly again
"I need to see the body." Replied Applebloom as she was moving around the layer of dirt on the play ground.
"We don't have time for this." Yelled the filly
No reply.
"Applebloom, that thing could be any where!" Yelled the filly.
"What would you do?!" Asked Applebloom. "If your best friend was gone and you have almost nothing left!?"
"I already have lost mine." Replied the filly which got Applebloom to stop shoveling the dirt around.
Applebloom had forgot about the sugar cubes story. "If I had time to bury them I'd let them rest in peace, and if I didn't bury them I wouldn't dig them up. Besides I fear the way she died if that really is a grave. She could have been bitten and then you probably be gone to before I know it." Applebloom turned around, eyes balling out.
"Please we need to find shelter until that monstrosity goes away."
"Yah." Replied Applebloom. "I just *sniff* don't want to let her go."
"I know." Replied the filly as she pulled the emotionally destroyed Applebloom back to the school house.
The blue light from the grey filly flickered like candle light. It flickered and flickered till it went out as the filly had use the strength to control the light. It was now Applebloom and the unnamed grey filly versus the dark of the school basement. It was not the best place, since it was hoof deep in water from the raging storms, it was better than the noisy surface and that stalkish creature lurking out there. As a bonus there was a pad lock for the door that led directly outside.
Applebloom always found it difficult to sleep while standing up. She gave the filly a desk that was used in the schools newspaper as a bed. That was the only furniture besides some dusty metal shelves that look worse to sleep on then standing up. However, it slowly came to her and slowly her eyes met total darkness.
THUMP THUMP THUMP
Applebloom woke to the sound of banging on the padlock door. The filly also woke up with sleepies in her eyes. Applebloom whipped her head into her satchel and placed her watch on the old shelves and looked at it. 2:49.
"What is it," asked the filly still laying on the desk.
"Shhh," replied Applebloom.
She didn't know what it was either. Applebloom remembered a small window in the basement that had a view of the door. THUMP THUMP THUMP! It grew louder with each knock. Applebloom looked out the window.
"Well," asked the filly.
"Sshh," same reply from Applebloom.
The rain had stopped and the fog withered away. It showed bad company at the door. Two infected were at the door. The first was a massive male pegasus with an unnatural brown color fur and matted black mane and tail. The second was a smaller female unicorn with a large head, pinkish fur layered in dirt and a purple mane and tail. The female raised her head and quickly THUMP THUMP THUMP smashed her head in the padlock door. The brown pegasus was knawing on the side of the door. They both knew what relied beyond the door, a meal.
"Oh my," replied the filly, who now stared out in the dark now.
Applebloom then walked the door with the key that was in the desk.
"Um you do have a plan right?" asked the filly.
"Its our only way out," replied Applebloom.
"I have an idea," said the filly.
Her horn glowing she motioned Applebloom to open the door. Applebloom knew what she was going to do. Applebloom quickly yanked free a metal leg from one of the old shelves.
Applebloom approached the door. THUMP THUMP THUMP. She unlocked the padlock and opened the door for the shadowy figures that went down stairs.
The figures moved down the stairs of the cellar door. They looked the same in the dark. They were two black blobs. As soon as they got down the stairs the filly shined her blue light. Now they could bee told apart. The first was the unicorn. Her face was devoid of life and was covered in dirt and some sort of zits. The pegasus following behind her had also had no life in his face but surprisingly his face was much cleaner than the unicorns. The only thing they have the same now is there milky white eyes and jet black pupils. The pegasus noticed the grey filly's light and turned his attention.
The filly jumped back avoiding an attack from the pegasus as he sunk his teeth in the air.
"Shit," replied Applebloom.
There was no way of helping the filly till she killed the unicorn in front of her. She whipped her head back with the hollow shelf leg and whipped her head back in front. It danced in the air until it made contact with the unicorn's face, making a wet slap sound.
Applebloom jumped back as the unicorn attempted to bite her. Applebloom dodge the bite but made contact with the concrete walls cracking her knees. Pain rushed in her legs but she was determined to save the filly.
She whipped her head back then forth. The hollow leg pierced the unicorns eye. The monster stopped moving.
A crack from across the room dragged Applebloom's attention. The filly had slammed a 2 by 4 onto the male pegasus. The creature didn't even react to the blow. Applebloom charged across the room and slammed the pegasus onto the wall.
"Run," yelled Applebloom to the filly.
The creature had regained its balance and growled faintly. Applebloom need to think of something, she didn't have the energy for another attack like she did. Applebloom soon found she was backing up into a corner as the monster moved closer. She looked around the room, no weapon or her filly companion. At least she listened, thought Applebloom. The monster had came closer enough for Applebloom to smell his breath. Applebloom swung one of her front hoof at its head. The monster didn't even flinch.
A miracle had then charge down the stairs of the cellar door. The filly came back armed with a large stick. The monster turned around at the moment when the stick smashed into his skull. The stick shattered as it caved in the pegasus' skull. Pink and grey liquid poured out of the head of the pegasus.
The two fillies wrapped there hooves around each other.
"You don't listen do you," asked Applebloom?
"No not really," replied the filly.
"Thanks."
"Its not over," said the filly who pulled away from there hug.
"There's more?" asked Applebloom.
"No, I heard a scream before I came back," replied the filly.
"That's exactly what I heard at least what I think," said the young filly.
"You think?" replied Applebloom.
The night was as silent as it ever was. The two fillies have searched for this actual or imaginary life for about close to half an hour. Applebloom got her watch out from her satchel and looked at it. 3:03. They were between the popular Pony Ville spa and across the street was the Pony Ville barber. The spa was robbed of all useful items and equipment and was left to roast as a fire shortly burned it down. The barber shop was actually never touched beside the chip painted sign and weird graffiti sign on front of the building that said "shhh, the fish sleep near."
All was quiet like the town ( actually is) a ghost town. Applejack honestly didn't know what she was doing. Her objective was to secure the potion that Twilight left here and now Applebloom seemed stuck on what to do with now searching for any life in this silent town. Then the unexpected happened. Something broke the silence, it was a scream.
"Thats what I heard," replied the small filly.
Another sream roared into the night.The scream was high pitched and scratchy. It lasted for about two seconds. Though, despite the short time it was definetly a mare's scream. The filly ran in to the direction of where the scream was produced. Applebloom quickly yanked the filly back by biting her tail.
"Ow," responded the filly.
"Sorry," said Applebloom, "but we're not going."
"Why?" replied the filly.
"We don't know why there screaming or if we can trust these strangers."
"But its a way to find more life Applebloom."
Its true that Applebloom was eager to see more life, any in her case, but would it be worth putting there lives in risk?
"Applebloom," said the filly, " could we, it may help in the future?"
"How?" asked Applebloom.
"Its how I met my friends, we found each other cause I helped them when they needed it."
Applebloom thought on this.
"Please?" asked the filly.
"Fine," responded Applebloom, " but, you need to listen to every word I say ok, I don't want you to be put in unneeded danger, OK."
The search was leading no where. More screaming was heard but it bounced alround like a ball in a pinball machine. It started off to a hope of seeing new faces to a hopeless cause. The filly and Applebloom had now entered in the market district , or what was left of it. Nothing but the smell of rotting food. What would Applebloom give to have a tulip sandwich, thought Applebloom. Now the duo entered the town center. What glorious memories were filled here.
"I think its coming from the recreation center," Said the filly.
"What makes you say that?" replied Applebloom.
"The screams, they sound louder near the building."
Applebloom adjusted her ears up high. No screaming so no way of telling if they are there or not. Applebloom shrugged.
"We can still check it out," Replied the filly.
"I suppose," replied Applebloom.
They galloped towards the building. It was located a block and a half away from the town center. Applebloom actually forgot the town center was the library. She misses so many ponies and a dragon. Applebloom always wondered why the town square was at the edge of ponyville instead of in the center. Its one of them things that can't be answered, at least not any more. Applebloom felt a drop of water running down her cheek.
Before Applebloom realized it they were here at the recreation center.
"Welcome to the main building for almost all outdoor and indoor activities," Applebloom said in an anoucer voice.
The filly replied by laughing like a foreign mare.
"Haha yeah, say were did you learn the word recreation."
"Green she...........showed us," replied the filly.
"Sorry."
"For what?"
"For well you know."
"Its fine, Green always said to let the most horrible memories to not get the best of you."
"That's helpful."
"I never got the hang of it, can we not talk about it."
"Yeah."
They were at the door to the recreation center. The sun reflected off the dark color glass that was the door. Applebloom was wandering what time it was and reached for her pocket watch. 7:43.
"I've been meaning to ask you," said the filly breaking Appleblooms concentration of the watch?
"What is it," replied Applebloom.
"Were did you get that watch?"
"What this?" Motioning the watch
"Yes." Replied the filly.
"This belonged to my sister AppleJack. Same as the hat." Said Applebloom motioning the leather hat.
"Oh," said the filly, " just never seen a watch before."
"Its OK I know you were just curious."
" I'm sorry."
"For what asking about my wa-"
"For your sister."
"Oh I uh........."
"I just wanting to know where you got the watch."
"Your fine I know."
"Then why are you crying?" Applebloom raised her front hoof and instantly felt a wet cheek. She was quiet.
"Want to just go in," asked the filly
Silence
"Fair warning last time I was here there were some infected in here."
Silence
"You OK Applebloom."
"You must listen to me," replied Applebloom.
"Huh," responded the filly.
"No matter what you have to remember what I told you so please stay close OK."
"I will and thanks."
"Ya ready sugarcube?"
"Uh huh."
Applebloom cautiously pushed open the door of the recreation room with her front left hoof.
Dust was all over the place. The furniture, walls, floor, and the air. It was hard to breathe, like a thick substance without a name. Applebloom felt like she was gonna pass out. She doesn't have any breathing problems, still it was difficult to breathe.
The lobby was a pentagon shaped with the two lines on top removed. The room had black walls and white tiled floors. A desk of the same shape is in the middle of the room. Near the two ends of the desk were gates. The right side were rotator gates while the left side was a just one big gate, it was glass and had a sign with a symbol that means handicap. The gate seperates the room into two. On the filly's side were two bench's on opposite side of the room. They were blue with cushions on them as the same color, there actually not far from being a couch. On the other side of the room was just filled with a couple of photos of past employees and participants, other than that they're two hallways on the picture side of the room.
"Wow," reacted the filly as she saw the benches.
Applebloom couldn't keep a straight face and laughed. The filly joined in. The lobby was filled with laughter in minutes.
"Why did you *giggle* started laughing *hic*" asked the filly.
"You sugarcube," started Applebloom as she took a deep breathe, "it just caught me off guard."
The filly giggled in response.
Applebloom galloped to the rotary gates and pushed them.*cling*. Locked.
"Oh umm the last time I was here me and my fends got the handicapped door unlocked," said the filly.
Applebloom approached the glass door and pulled back with a handle lower on the door for easy hooves access. The door opened with no problem. Applebloom looked back at the filly who was sitting on one of the benches. Applebloom smiled, the filly shrugged in response.
"Ya coming sugarcube," asked Applebloom?
"Uh huh," responded the filly.
Applebloom held the door open for the filly. She turned back around to notice all the things on the desk. The items included a quill and ink jar and papers that involved things such as bills, submitions into the center, and a wooden chair which was behind the desk. The thing that caught her attention the most was a peace of notebook paper.
"Hey uh hold on there," said Applebloom.
She approached the desk and raised up on the wooden chair. The filly saw the notebook paper too. The paper was recitently written on. Applebloom began reading. The note was written well and took time to perfect it.
Firestarter,
We checked out the recreation center and its clear. Were going to check out the gym next. We'll wait as long as we can but if you don't make it with in three days from when we met then I hope for the best. Our next stop is at the place we talked about. Good luck my friend, Mint green.
"What does it say," asked the filly?
In response Applebloom handed the paper to the sugar cube.
"Wow," reacted the filly.
"Uh huh," agreed Applebloom.
"Think there still here?"
"In a likely case no sugarcube."
The two approached the hallways. Left or Right. They chose left. They checked door to door with no good result. The two made it to the last door down the hall. It was a dark wooden door with a metal handle. The last of the doors were rooms each one a particular sport.
Applebloom put her hoof. The door quickly flew opened. A feeling of fear rushed into Applebloom.
"Ahh,"
"Hey, what happened," asked the filly
"Its uh......its nothing," responded Applebloom
The two entered the room slowly. It was skockingly not a room for training of any sport. The room was filled with at least a dozen desks each organized and decorated in there own way, such as old pictures that were ruined through age and random bits and peaces.
Applebloom had a feeling of being sick. She wondered if the filly had the feeling. The room wasn't that off from just being normal. It had been untouched by the this sickness. No mess from any pony running or signs that it has been looted. Just a layer of dust. Maybe its that that gives this room such an unnerving feeling.
Applebloom was about to tap the filly's shoulder so they can leave but a glimmer caught her attention. She looked squinted at the darkness. What she saw scared her. A donkey was sitting in a a wooden chair behind one of the desks.
"Do you see that," asked Applebloom?
"..."
"Hey ya see that?" Applebloom looked back at the filly to see her perfectly still.
She was breathing a little but not much and other than that she was motionless. Like a little colt or filly that is trying there hardest to not get seen in a game of hide and seek, the part that creeped Applebloom out the most was her eyes. The Iris, the colored part, were big and made her pupils small. Like somepony staring into the sun.
"Hey, sugarcube," said Applebloom
Silence
"Hey ya alright," Applebloom tried again
Silence
Applebloom looked back at where the donkey was. He's still there. He stared at Applebloom directly in the eyes. They were both unmoving. Applebloom just realized she was holding her breathe and quietly exhaled and inhaled. He saw her breathed and changed his view to the desk in front of him.
"Um, howdy there?"
He didn't respond.
Applebloom's choices were quite slim. She didn't know what to do. She moved up to in front of the desk. It was a hard to see who it was but features of a donkey could be seen. Applebloom dared her luck and moved around the desk. She was now standing side by side with this mysterious figure.
The donkey was unnormal. He had no fur or hair revealing paled skin. His eyes are brown and are blood shot. Applebloom followed his gaze to another notebook paper. Applebloom picked it up and read it. The note was hastily written unlike the last one.
I HATE YOU I hate her so much. She seduce me so I'll let her in. IT WORKED What I didn't know was she was hiding a bite. Woke up to my leg being shredded. I HATE HER I HATE MYSELF I H... ...
The rest of the note can not be read as the bottom part of it is soaked with blood.
Applebloom gasped in horror. The donkey changed his gaze again back at Applebloom. A grin grew across his face and it grew bigger. He had a demonic smile at this point and opened his mouth
"All shall perish before a blind evil," started the donkey, " we can't last as this is life's extinction, all breathes, bleeds, and dies. AAAGGHH!"
The donkey's mouth split opened and he screech. The sound was unbearable and hurt Appleblooms ears. She felt herself hurting all over and it felt like an eternity. In a second it was all quite. She felt tears rolling down her face. She opened her eyes to see nothing in front of her, just the desk and the wooden chair.
"Are you OK," said a familiar voice.
Applebloom got scared and turned around to see her filly companion.
"Applebloom?"
Applebloom had nothing to say.
"Applebloom?"
Applebloom wrapped her front hooves around the filly and hugged her. Applebloom just cryed into her shoulder. She didn't have a care in the world and the filly let her, hugging back.
"I'm sorry I-I-I-I just *snif*," Applebloom had a hard time talking.
"Shhh," responded the filly. "We all cry its who we are......just fillies."
"I'm sorry about all this that your *sniff**hic* in this kind of world no one belongs here," Said Applebloom as she began to calm down.
"I know, are you OK from your experience in there," asked the filly as she pointed her fore hoof towards the door?
"I am just * deep breath* I can't shake this feeling of.....I'm not sure what to call it."
"Do you think it was something from that medicine you drank?"
"I-I-I'm not sure, I felt like me when I saw it." Applebloom got a chill down her back by saying that.
"Is the note you read still in there," asked the filly?
Applebloom shrugged her shoulders as she put her back to the wall of the hallway.
The filly got up and trotted towards the door that now has a disturbing atmosphere. The filly opened the door and she put her front right hoof into the darkness. It feels colder in here and creepier than when they first entered the room. It encouraged the filly to get out of this room. She saw the desk and moved closer to it. On there was random bits and peaces that you'd find on the rest of the desk except for one. A piece of paper soaked with dry blood and had exactly the same thing that Applebloom described to have on it. She picked up with a simple levatatiln spell. As she picked it up something caught her eye and that was a horn of a unicorn. She ran out of the room without a second thought and entered the hallway with a small short of breath.
"Ya got... are you OK," asked Applebloom?
"Yeah, I'm fine and got the paper." The filly laid the paper on the floor.
Applebloom got up and trotted towards the note on the floor. Its an exact replica as the one in the vision. So was it real or part of the potion's effect. Applebloom wished it was a dream but it felt so real. If only all of this was a dream.
Applebloom grabbed the clean part of the note with her mouth and slid it in her satch
"Well we still have-” Applebloom was interrupted by a bloodcurtiling scream.
The two fillies didn't say a thing. It was sudden and shocking. The filly made eye contact with Applebloom. It was an innocent stare.
"You sure you want to do this sugarcube," asked Applebloom as she looked back at the filly?
"I've let my friends die I don't want any pony to feel like they've been abandoned because of this, I ran away as they fought that monster not sureing if there alive or not. I abandoned them...... I fear death...... but I can't stand letting ponies die while I stand by."
"Oh, sugarcube," said Applebloom softly
"I'm tired of ponies suffering, I'm ready. For better or worse." As the filly said this she hugged Applebloom
In response Applebloom hugged her back as they prepared for the worsted as they continued there search
The sound of fighting and yelling became louder as they approached a set of two doors. They were green doors that were pushable on any sides, and had a narrow window on each door that ran parallel. The two fillies had all sort of ideas running in there head of what was going on in the room that stood before them. Applebloom slowly opened the door to the nightmare that existed in the next room
The gym was large and stretch out, it was shaped like a narrow rectangle. The floors were green tiles. The walls were white with windows, lined up one by one, near the ceiling. There were various exercise equipment littering the floor, most were lined up in an organized fashion, except near the center.
Dispite, the organization of the equipment the scene was gruesome. In the center, those things have swarmed a group of surviors. The infected ranks were so great that the survivors weren't visible, there indication was makeshift weapons soaring at the top of the pile. That wasn't all of the nightmare. All the way down, on the right wall, was a large hole; in the hole was a mare covered in bites. She was kneeling, arms wrapped around, a pile of entrails. Tears dropped on the entrails, most likely it was once a living walking pony. Now its "everywhere" like it never was made whole.
As the fillies watched the horror, Applejack felt a sharp pain through the side of her head. The room began spinning. Gravity suddenly became stronger as Applebloom hit the tiled floor with a thud.
In the corner of her eye was a stallion. His mouth dropped open in shock. A sound echoed as something fell. A bat rolled into Applebloom's vision. It was soaked in blood, most likely her blood.
Applebloom's vision began to blur. The world spinner as she tried to focus on something, anything. It was going black. Everything started to fade away. She felt hooves on her body, shaking her. Could that be Blue? No it wasn't her. That's not her name anymore. Applebloom tried to focus on the stallion again. He was just standing there in the same stance he was originaly in. Then a new figure came in, Who was that? The pony tackled the shock stallion. He screamed in agony from the pain. That was the last thing Appleblom heard before her vision was swarmed by darkness.
* * *
"Hey, squirt can you help me with this?" Asked the pegasus.
"Uh, yeah sure," replied the earth pony.
The pegasus had her mouth on a padlock, meant to keep out intruders for a rickshaw. The earth pony whipped his head back to pull out an arrow. In a swift motion he destroyed the lock with the arrow. He put the arrow back and adjusted his bow. In the richshaw were bits of clothing and a candy bar.
"Nothing, damn," cursed the earth pony.
The pegasus reached in the rickshaw to pull out the candy bar. She laid it on the ground and put her mouth on one end of the wrapper. Putting her right hoof on the other end, she ripped the wrapper to get at the pure chocolate bar. The pegasus took a bite out of the bar. so sweet.
"*sniff**sigh*"
"What are you doing?" Asked the earth pony.
"Reviving memories," replied the pegasus.
"Did you have a kid?" Asked the earth pony.
"Something like that, let's say she and a couple other ponies are why I'm down here," replied the pegasus.
"Well I'm sorry to ruin your moment but we gotta find the source of that scream," said the earth pony.
"Right," replied the pegasus.
They searched there surroundings with no success. They begin entering the downtown district of ponyville soon later. It was a ghost town for the two. Theres usually at least a good handful of the sickos here, thought the pegasus. They continued east with no signs of life, or sickos.
"There's something going on, and I don't like," said the pegasus.
"I agree," said the earth pony, " but we mustn't be detered of our goal here, our*clears throat* I mean your friends must be out here somewhere."
"I know," started the pegasus. "but everyday I live on this world........ the thought that they will never be normal again........haunts me."
"Don't put to much worry into it, theres got to be a vaccine soon. Your friends will be fi-"
"Shh," hushed the pegasus, " another scream in the direction of the recreation center."
"Then let's go have fun," said the earth pony.
They galloped towards the location of the recreation center. The sound of thunder ran through ponyville with each hoof smacking the dirt. Then, in the distance, the recreation center was finally in sight.
The two saw the gaping hole in the wall, they approached with caution. Moans filled the air, and the hole was a speaker. They peeked inside and saw the nightmare within. They were mordepified.
"Dear, Celestial," began the earth pony, " mare, are you ok?"
The earth pony saw the mare in the gaping hole. She was kneeling before a pile of entrails. The earth pony jumped back as a makeshift blade projected into the mare.
"Oh, shit," responded the earth pony, "why'd you do that?" He motioned the question to his partner.
"She was littered with bitemarks, there's nothing we can do for her anymore," replied the pegasus.
"May she rest in pea-"
"Oh, Celestia," screamed the pegasus.
"What?" Asked the earth pony.
"That pony, with the red mane I know her."
"That's in the past we can't save everyone you once knew befo- HEY!"
The pegasus rushed forward, weapon in mouth. She moved like a fast animal, and her slashes to the undead were like lightning. The monster fell before like wheat before the scythe as she charged for the red mane foal. The earth pony drew his bow and slammed it within the earth. He drew an arrow and slid it into the slot, pulled back, released, repeat.
The pegasus reached her destination, before the fallen foal. A solid black pony was fighting an undead with a bat in her mouth. The pegasus stepped in, slamming her blade into the skull of the monster. It fell like rock as it hit the floor with a thud.
"Thank you," said the black unicorn, " please you got to help us sh-"
"This is what I'm here for kid," said the pegasus, "grab your bat and follow me out of here."
"What about them?" The unicorn mentioned about the survivors in the center.
"Us helping would cost us our lives," said the pegasus, " There's nothing left for us to do here now."
The pegasus saw a leather hat on the floor, memories began firing up like wild fire. The pegasus turned back and lowered near the fallen foal. The unicorn, with a little bit of minuvering, got the foal on the back of the pegasus. The pegasus grabbed the leather hat with her mouth. They charged out through the gaping hole.
Why am I moving so much. Oh yeah the pony shaking me. No, this feels different.
"Hey, sugarcube wake up," demanded the pegasus.
What sugarcube.
"Please I know your alright talk to me!" Yelled the pegasus
I don't know how to.
"Please Applebloom,*sniff* I need to know your alright."
She knows me I don't know her though.
The pegasus dropped her mask that coved her face. She breathed in air between crying and gasping. She saw Applebloom open her eyes a bit. The pegasus gasped.
"Please, you need to wake up."
Applebloom looked up at the face. It was something out of a nightmare that was staring right back at her. Applebloom wanted to move, but she felt stuck. The monster's face stretched out and got closer to Applebloom. It opened its mouth revealing a loud noise that caused her vision to go black
Applejack?
Yeah.
I'm scared, I want us to be together. Forever.
hush, its all gonna be alright. As long as you keep breathing I'll keep those things away. No matter what. OK?
do you promise?
I promise. With all my heart I promised Big Mac and I'll promise you, you will live to see us going back to the ways things use to be. I promise *sniff*.
I wish it was true. I miss y'all so much. *sniff* *gasp*
The world of darkness began to tear away. It was a large room that had no end points, only dark grey clouds. In the centre, there was a scrawny looking colt, who was standing completely still. He was wearing a shirt around his head, a leather jacket, and denim pants. Applebloom tried to speak, but no sound came out. The colt opened his mouth, and he began talking.
"I grew up in a world where smiles meant something, and friendship was our sign of peace. In those times, my dad told me that over and over and over. I was so normal for everyone. I never enjoyed it though. Dad just told me that it's been like this for a very long time, sorta like we took it as a living. I didn't want it like this, but he kneeled down one day. He said, 'There will be a day when it will all go away, and we are all that's left to remember it.'
"That day came, and all I thought of were dad's words. I wanted to go outside to find my friends, I needed to know if they were okay. He told me he wanted to stay. I didn't want to until he said, 'If you're killed, then it will just be me with memories of us and mom.' I stayed. I always heard the phrase, 'some ponies just want to watch the world burn,' and I wondered if my friends were wanting that, or if ponies actually wanted that dream, as it was a reality then.
"It had already been a couple weeks. We still held up In Ponyville, but we moved into an old art gallery. My dad worked his old blacksmithing skills, and we put up defences. It was pretty standard like wooden planks on windows but my dad made barb wire and filled in gaps that were in the window. I remembered he told me, 'best not tell anypony I know how to make this stuff.' I knew about this from history, but he told me, 'one of these days, I won't be able to tell you these stories."
"We survived for nothing, but we lived by a code. The code was that we must keep finding something to fight for. It definitely helped, when one day, we strolled out, and a huge herd moved in somehow. We boarded up the windows, but my dad got bit, and we had nopony to blame but ourselves, or, that's what I first thought.
I heard a voice, but it was muffled by some sort of static.
"Sorry I have already lost all my tears. He wanted to stay as 'useable' as possible. He said he was going to head out and scavenge for medicine. He actually went into the next room to get a weapon, so he can sneak out and... kill himself. I caught him in the midst of the act, but before he could answer, a small 'stick' pierced him. He dropped, dead, to the floor. I saw two little colts who had used their last arrow, on my dad. I knew who they were, and I took the knife my dad had carried on him. They admitted to shooting him, because he was armed. I told them I wanted them to be a pulp on the floor. They tried to run, but I was faster. I thought I had too much fun.. but then you talked me out of it, and our bonding began. I'll tell you I will miss those wings. The static-like voice faded out again.
"The colts? Snips and Snails, I think. It doesn't matter anymore, cause' they're dead, and I took their bow. It helps a lot, and stuff like this bow is rare. I'll let you know what I thought of my dad. He tried to be a coward, when I could've ended it for him... If only he lets me help out more... maybe then, he would be here, giving me his bullshit stories." The colt finished his long speech, with an upset expression to end it, as it happened again.
Applebloom saw another survivors vision. It felt so real. No, they all felt real. It was different, though. The last one was in the eyes of Pinkie. This vision was as if she wasn't even there. It was shorter too. It was just the survivor's thoughts. The potion was only supposed to show visions of how the infection began. It didn't make any sense.
Applebloom regained consciousness. She was laying on a mobile camping cot. She was tucked in like a foal with a soft blanket. The room was square, and the color brown. All the walls, including the ceiling and the floor, were brown. No window, only a modified door, covered in metal platings, and a window that was shattered, and replaced with some sort of expertly compressed metal to act as bars at the other end of the room.
"Applebloom!" A familiar voice called out.
In the corner of Applebloom's eyes, was her companion. She leaped off her chair, and was racing across the room. Her excitement showed, as she hugged Applebloom, in fear she was never going to see her again. The weirdest thing was that the filly looked cleaner, and smelled way more refreshing than when Applebloom last saw her.
"You began to scare me when you didn't wake up!" The filly exclaimed worriedly.
"Wake up... from what?" Applebloom asked.
A sharp pain pierced Applebloom's head as she leaned up from her bed. Applebloom moved her front right hoof to her head. She rubbed her bandages, with cloth on the left side of her head.
"Where are we?" asked Applebloom.
"My guess is that we're in what's left of the museum." replied the filly.
The museum was a small building, located near the enterance of Ponyville's market district. It mainly held bits and pieces that foretold the discovery of Ponyville. The thing is, that many of the objects had once belonged to Applebloom's family.
Applebloom looked across the room, to notice the metal door again. Applebloom knew that it was not a good sign. "Hello?" Applebloom called out.
"Need something?" Asked a voice.
Applebloom looked at the filly, who nodded at the blanket on the cot. Applebloom turned back to the door and said, "Do you think we may talk for a second?" A head came into view from behind the metal bars. Applebloom's heart sank when she realized it was the colt from her vision, the same clothing, as well with a set of brown eyes.
"Hey!" the colt yelled. "What do you want!?"
"Where are we?" Applebloom asked him.
"The flower shop in Ponyville," answered the young pony.
"The flower shop doesn't have doors like these!" Applebloom yelled.
"Its makeshift. Look, if you're just going to ask questions, then I'm not answering. I have a headache. I don't mean to be rude, but I'd rather talk when my partner gets back." He moved from the door, and the floorboard began to maken an annoying creaking noise.
"Ah, shit! Being in a house with a mad colt is just what I need!"
"Mad colt?" The filly pondered.
"I had another vision. It was him killing other colts. We need to get out-"
"If he's insane, why would he give me a blanket for you?" she asked.
"I don't know, but I think its a warning for him. We need to get out of here!" Applebloom looked around the room and saw the bars on the door. "The bars." Applebloom whispered.
"Okay." the filly agreed. Applebloom stood by the door. The filly wrapped her magic around it and pulled back. a loud creak rang out from the bars. Applebloom grabbed hold of the bar with her mouth, and, with all her force, yanked off one of the bars. She dropped the bar on the floor, her teeth aching from the force of biting down onto the hard metal. She squeezed her head through the open space. Applebloom looked down and saw a wooden bar clamped down on the door. However, in the corner of her eye, she saw the colt standing there. He had his back legs raised, and ready to buck Applebloom. She tried to reach for the bar, but missed. She retracted her head, to hear a loud bang coming from the door.
"You think you can be a little shit while I'm on guard? Kid, I got a whole lot more survival skills then you, or any your friends combined!" The colt yelled.
"You can't keep us in here! THIS IS BULLSHIT!" Applebloom yelled.
"I'll tell you what's bullshit!" he yelled, opening the door. "Getting my hooves dirty while I kick your dumbass friend!"
The colt charged in and swung a hoof at Applebloom, who dashed back and tried headbutting him, missing the colt, who had jumped back. A magical aura enveloped the colt's far left hoof. The colt bucked Applebloom in the mouth. She was dazed, in a state of great pain. Applebloom could hear a cry from her friend. Applebloom turned to see the colt kicking the filly. Applebloom dashed forward and kicked the colt in the ribs.
"GET AWAY FROM HER, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Applebloom screamed at the colt. The colt quickly regained his balance and kicked Applebloom hard in the chest with his back leg. Applebloom couldn't breath, and lost her balance. Before she could recover, another blow in the head hit her. Applebloom regained her balance and spun, pretending like she was still dazed. The colt charged in for another assault, but was kicked in the head. His shirt fell from his head, and Applebloom saw his face.
His head was still large, but he was even more muscular than last time. His brown mane that had straight cut bangs were now shaggy and uneven. He had freckles, and patches of brown fur, one noteably on the tip of his snout, that came back half way than his usual pure cream colored coat. He looks similar top Little Pip but not as big spots and a sinister feel about him. The biggest eye catcher was a large scar running down the left side of his face, "Featherweight?" Applebloom called out. Featherweight didn't say a word, and used Applebloom's shocked moment to strike her in the head. She hit the floor hard, sporting a bloody nose, looking up at Featherweight. "I just seem to be getting into the habit of fighting old friends," said Featherweight. He aimed a kick at Applebloom, who closed her eyes, and waited for the finishing blow. She waited a few seconds, then opened her eyes. Featherweight's hoof was dangling out in front of her face. Featherweight was motionless. Applebloom stood up, and ran over to the filly.
"Sugarcube! Are you okay?" Applebloom asked. The filly was also frozen, who was knocked to the floor, with streaks of blood running down her grey coat. Her face was wet with tears. Applebloom shook the unmoving body, but to no avail. Applebloom's heart sank as she couldn't move either one of the two ponies. Applebloom considered the possibility of this as another vision. The door that lead out of the room was still wide open. Applebloom walked out and immediately felt uneasy.
The room she walked into was a massive corridor, which seemed to span until infinity. The walls and ceilings were no different. The floor was sticky, which Applebloom was sure was blood.
Standing in the middle, was a black mass of goo. It moved as Applebloom looked at it. It began to morph and shape until it bore the shape of a mare with jet black skin, and pure white eyes that shined like lights.
"Hello?" Applebloom called out.
"Yes?" The creature replied, in an oddly familiar voice.
"Do I know you?" Applebloom intrigued.
"You might, if you try." It said, as a yellow mane and tail with a red ribbon near the tip formed. "I can be very confusing." It said in a western accent," But it's really with other ponies, Those who only wish to find others they once lost."
It's mane melted and faded away, replaced by a dark, curly blue mane and tail. "It's all in who you wish to seek." It said in a royal, high class accent. "I only wish to see those who want to find something." The creature shrunk to a filly size body. It's mane and tail wilted a curly pink and violet. "It's friends like you that are what I seek to help." Applebloom's heart sank as she realized whose voices these were. "I know of a good friend who desperately could use your help. She is very hungry." A massive figure fell from the sky, resembling a figure that of a mare. It was three times as big as Applebloom, and had a dark presence around it.
It's fur was pure white with a mane and tail of a rainbow-like pattern that constantly moved. It's eyes were haunting with milky white pupils and iris. "Looks familiar, does it not?" The mass paused, expecting for Applebloom to answer. "It's okay to be shy in front of a princess, but we'll fix that."
It's eyes, mouth, and nostrils melt away with its face. It's mane and tail rotted off, and to black tentacles burst out of it's back. "Ooooooh, the final touches. The mass grew a knife-like appendage, and slit it across where the old mouth was and made a vertical slit down it's chest, which oozed black slime. It's chest cut blinked, and turned into an eye with a silver iris. White lines swept across the pupil, which poked out slightly. A tongue was soon hanging from the eye. The cut on its head remained to be a black cut. "Hope this doesn't change our relationship!" The mass yelled. The creature stretched, and it's eyes saw Applebloom, which the creature laughed at, at an unusual rate.
RUN RUN RUN, WHO COULD THAT BE? JUST THE FRIENDS YOU LEFT TO DIE!!!!!!
