I woke with, and immediately found himself overcome with dizziness. What happened? Where am I? I rubbed my forehead trying to think, but to no avail. As I slowly scanned my surroundings, I noticed blood on my stomach. I stood up and saw that it was coming from my wing. I tapped it; There was no pain, just a broken wing. How long was I out? Where am I? my head started spinning as more questions shot through it. I stumbled into the next room, it was a living room. I noticed a clicking noise and looked down, a knife taped to my hoof with crude tape. The door said 'never open',in blood. It was my hoofwriting but I don't remember writing it.

I sat on the dirty couch it was tattered and beaten something that I, personally didn't like. I saw a toolbox on the table in front of me and opened it, a neatly kept diary and clean shiny tools, all engraved 'Sky', this was my toolbox. I opened the diary hoping to find something that would clarify my being in this filthy, house. "Today, I saw a cute mare. I wonder if she's into mare on ma-" I skipped ahead a few days. "What's going on?This infection is spreading to Manehatten, I have to get out of here."

I thought to myself, 'Get out of here? Am I supposed to leave this building?' I continued to read, "I found a group of stallions who agreed to help me out.I'm going to kill hem once I clear the city, if I don't they'll kill me or worse, Rape me. I'm not into stallions, they'll pay for their thoughts, I'll make now on the edge of Manehatten, I hear them snickering behind me as I write, their plotting it's now or never."

'I must have left Manehatten, so this isn't my house.' I walked up to the boarded-windows and peaked out into the streets, 'Sweet Celestia' The streets were covered with lithe, moving ponies. They moved with no purpose, some sprinted while others, merely limped. I fell back onto the couch and opened my diary, there must be a way out of here in it,'I don't want to die. Please, Celestia, don't let me die.'

"I'm covered in blood, It's the greatest thing ever, the feel, the taste, the warmth. I want blood to shower me while I sleep, walk, live. Survival is the key now, If you find this, if I happen to die out here, remember that. If you don't survive, you die. There's us then there's them. The living and The dead, or infected whatever makes you more comfortable, I call them Zombies. Another tip is to keep moving, never stop moving, when you stop you feel hopeless, keep moving ponies."

"Oh no, I'm trapped. I'm currently in Baltimare. I'm scared of them, for the first time, I'm scared. What was I thinking, I got cut by a Zombie, it was smart. I don't know what's happening but I refuse to become one of them, a zombie, buck that. This is going to be my last entree readers, I tried, but my nightmare is almost over. I'm going to KILL myself, I refuse to turn." Blood splattered the rest of the page, obscuring my vision.

'If I killed myself, why am I alive?' I shut the diary and put the knife to my neck."I'll just finish what I started" There was a bang at the door, soft at first then grew louder. 'A zombie? my voice must have carried outside the door. I'm alive to them... I'm alive.' I remove the blade from my neck and smiled,"Come and get me ya, dumb fuck." My eyes widened as the door busted down and they began to pour in. I was dead, now more than ever. 'why the buck did I say that?' I felt a warm liquid slide down my legs, I peed on myself.

I turned into the room I woke up in and tightened the door shut with the dresser. There were no window or back exits in the room it was sealed.'I don't wan't to die hear, Celestia, give me some options here.' out the corner of my eyes I say a baseball bat, Picking it up, I started to beat on the wall opposite the door. It broke apart easily, with every swing more fell away but, it wasn't big enough for me to fit through.

I heard them screaming on the other side of the door, but a support beam stopped me from continuing with my escape route. The dresser started to move forward against their pounding and at the same moment, hooves broke through the wall around it. I started to squeeze into the small hole I made, my wing protested. Pain shot through my body as my wing scrapped against the beam, causing me to buck at the ground. The dresser tipped over and the dead quickly flooded in. something wrapped around my hoof and I knew it was over.

I closed my eyes waiting for them to rip me to shreds, it never happened. I opened my eyes and I saw a mare holding my hoof. She pulled me up and I saw she had pulled me the rest of the way through the wall. The zombies pulled and reached out at the two of us as we sat in the thin ally. I looked back at the mare who saved me she smiled back, there was a look in her eyes that I must've lost long ago, hope.

"Come on lets get out of here." She pulled my hoof and I looked over my shoulder back at the wall.

The sun shined so brightly in my eyes as we ran I've never seen the pony before in my life, why was she helping me. I would've let those things kill me but she help me. We came to a crossroads it was empty unlike the other side, which was filled with things wanting to rip my face off. She let my hoof go and pulled out a map of sorts, taking a quick look she grabbed my hoof again and continued to run.

"Where are we going?"

"It don't matter where were goin', so long as we get away, now keep runnin." She let go of my hoof and sped up to a pace I could only dream of reaching. I ran as best I could to keep up and as we turned another corner a huge crowd of ponies blood stained fur, blood red eyes and they all had the same murderous look directed at us, As though they wanted to tear us to apart.

"Whoa Nelly!" The mare turned and sprinted back the other way, I followed the best I could. We came to a tall building the door had been broken down and the glass littered the ground, someone must have scavenged the place for ran up several flights of stairs the fast zombies literally on our tails. we she jumped into a roof I saw her but couldn't make it in with her, so I continued running.I came to a stop at a dead end and turned to meet my end once more.

As the first one ran up to me I ran my hoof, with the blade, into his eye. Blood splashed across my face and I repeated to stab it again then once more, repeatedly. I didn't notice the other one running up on me but when I did, I let it tackle me to the ground. I jammed my blade into it's mouth, it's head fell limp and pulled out. I stood up and started to hear the rest off them coming up the stairs.

I tiptoed into the nearest room and silently shoot the door. I heard them outside and backed up, I slipped. As i stood back up I noticed that I had fell over a dead pony. His chest was open so all his half-eaten organs presented themselves to me, my stomach growled. I licked my lips, the decomposing pony becoming more appetizing the more I stared at it. The door swung open.

The blonde mare wearing a cowboy hat walked in she shut the door silently then walked over. "I think we better climb out the window to get out of here. " Her voice was a little lower than a whisper.

My nose flared, I smelled her. I could see her veins pulse, I heard her heart beating, I was thinking of her as food. The decomposing pony didn't seem that bad either. The difference was, she was living. I stood up and nodded, "You first."

"Well, alrighty then. I can see why you don't quite trust me yet." She went over to the window and inhaled deeply as she opened it, a screeching noise betrayed her silentness. Our heads swung to the door and dust fell off the roof, telling us they were above us. She climbed out the window and I followed close behind. we ran along the fire escape-stairs. as we neared the bottom I heard them coming onto the stairs as well.

"Were are we going?" I asked as I landed beside her at the bottom."Do you even have a plan?"

The zombies jumped from several stories up and landed on their heads, killing themselves. The mare went back to her silent treatment and pulled her map back out."I'm trying to find the quickest way back to Ponyville, if I didn't notice those ponies rush inside that building, you'd be dead and I'd be out of Baltimare already."

"Yea, thanks for saving me, what's your name by the way?"

She looked back at me." names gonna have to wait, right now we better run." She turned and ran faster than she did before and vanished around the corner.

"Run?" I turned and saw a massive crowed of zombies headed my way, 'how did I not hear that' I broke into a full gallop and caught up to the mare as she came back around the corner, another group of zombies were chasing her, and cut me off. I turned down a narrow alleyway and went into a building with no door. Inside, I heard more zombies but it didn't worry me, they were the slow ones.

I came out the other side and came into a wide open area it was the one I saw out the window earlier, but it was empty now, I walked slowly to the center, I was exhausted, and had no more energy for running, I gave up. As the zombies chasing me came rushing out the building, I fell. As I did something coiled around my neck and I started to be dragged into the building I woke up in. I didn't care, I quit.

As I came in I saw the mare who kept helping me. The zombies were in their way but I didn't feel like moving, what was the point. I noticed the tools from the toolbox knocked over, it made me mad. I got up and placed them back in the toolbox. The mare waved at me from a back room and I followed, no longer feeling the need to quit. She shut the door and pushed a bed in front of it.

"My name is applejack. I'm in Baltimare because I heard there was a slim chance that one of the princesses were here, they're not. When I saw all them ponies come runin' at this building I thought that I overlooked somepony, and I guess that i did."

I held my head, another headache. I stared at her for a moment, I felt my eyes begin to haze, darkness.

Decided to do a OC story, with zombies. Bitchin, right? heh I fell like it's badass although I did write it, your entitled to your own opinion.