Chapter 1

Gangs run this place like parasprites to uncharted territory. Any loners, such as me, usually stay far away from this place due to reports of pony corpses scattered in the area. Because of said things, I keep to myself and make sure not to end up in a place like this. But unluckily enough, I just landed smack down in one of the worst places in equestria. All I can do now is run and not look back. But something seems strange...something...

I shake my head and look around for a way to escape. The main in the middle of town is suicide. Going around the edges is also a bad idea; gangs like to camp out of town and set up traps for any stupid pony. The only option I have is...well...i'n between the outskirts and the center. Looking about, I quickly gather my wits and make a dash for it. If i'm lucky enough, I may be able to-

"Where do you think you're goin, pal?" Someone yells

I skid to a halt, but I don't look behind me.

Crap.

"Yeah thats right, i'm talking to you, bud!" That same voice says

I stay still and continue to look forward as if he wasn't there.

"I think hes deaf, boss." Says another mare, an obviously young one.

"Yeah, what an-" A third voice starts

"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YA! I MAY GO DEAF MYSELF LISTENING TO YOU TWO!" The Boss yells

Silence.

I hear footsteps getting closer, my mind racing with each step they take. It finally gets to the point where they're so close, I can nearly feel them breathing on my neck.

"Ey, you're new around here, aint ya?" The Boss askes.

I don't reply

"Now, lemme run ya through how we treat newcomers like you..."

I shutter.

The Boss smiles.

"First, me and my boys are gonna tear ya limb from limb." He says in a calm manner "Next, were gonna take ya back to our shop and use your body parts to feed the dogs, ain't we?" The Boss says to his crew

The Crew agrees.

"Finally, were gonna make sure to steal all ya belongings and sell em for all the money we can get!" He said

So this is how I'm going to die. To some heartless bastards who can't even use proper grammar. What an interesting way to go.

"Now, I would hate to spoil the ending to ya, but we gonna have to kill ya! Nothing personal." The Boss says with a wicked laugh.

No, this can't be how I die I thought. I need to fight back for my life! I can't hide in she shadows forever! This is life or death. Any wrong choice I make can end me.

"Wait." I say as calmly as I can

The laughing stops.

Silence.

"It talks!" One of the crew member says, followed by a laughing fit

Laughter fills the air.

"Stop laughing before I..I.." I say, embarassed with myself for not thinking of anything to say after that.

"Or what? You'll cry like the little baby you are? WAH! I'M A LONER! WAH! NOBODY LOVES ME! WAH, WAH, WAH!" The other crew member says, sticking his hooves by his ears and sticking out his tounge, making him look like a retarted elf trying to be funny.

I've had enough of this. If only I could-

Suddenly, I notice something sticking out of a patch of snow.

A Glock 22 with a fully loaded mag inside.

Bingo.

Without thinking, I dash towards the gun and dig frantacally out of the ground. I ignore the cold my hooves feel when I dig out of the snow, I'm used to it by now. You wouldn't belive what months of intense weather can do to you. Pushing those thoughts aside, I pull out the gun. Its heavier than I thought, for I've never wielded a gun before in my life. But I've seen enough to know how to point and shoot at least.

Luckily, the men are distracted with each other, joking about this situation to notice me point the pistol at the boss.

Steady...Steady...

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

To my surprise, this pistol shot more than one bullet at once. A machine pistol, cool.

I look up from my gun to see The Boss holding his right shoulder, blood staining the ground around him, making it look like a big cherry snowcone. He's sitting in a slouching position, both stallions on either side asking him what happened. They're too distracted by the bullet wound to look around and see who shot that bullet in the first place. I take the initiative and run, run until I feel my legs might give out at any moment.

Seconds later, i'm being chased by both the stallions, this time wielding wooden baseball bats. I'm making sure to stay close to the outskirts and near ponyville, but maybe I can loose them if I do something clever, something...

An Idea sparks in my head.

I pick up snow as I run and pack it tight together. I then start throwing them at the stallions right in the eyes. The stallions dodge a few, but give in after they both get pelted right in the eyes. They collapse over each other and wipe the snow off their faces. But my plan worked, because now i'm way ahead of them. Lost sight of em in fact.

Maybe I am going to survive this apocalypse after all.

Maybe...