Hey everyone, I’m back after al looooooong break (which was due to the massive shitload of homework I was getting). I finally got my laptop (which I have already personalized with an applejack welovefine sticker) and got mah Steam!!! So if any of you wanna game with me (TF2, Counter Strike 1.6, Counter Strike CZ, TF1), I’m ready! Oh and my laptop has Beats audio! Yeah, cuz beats make all da best headphonez! JKLOL.

POV - WISE

I look around at my surroundings, seeing the other four doing the same. I remember this area well; Glasgow Cross, the heart of one of Scotland’s largest cities. I look directly at the Tolbooth Steeple, which I know for a fact is very old. The majesty of a building like this was diluted by the fact that I was in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. To my right is the Bank of Scotland, which was probably already looted for all it’s worth right after the initial outbreak. This memory...it was around April, right? Yeah, it was somewhere around April.  I then take a glance off to my left and notice myself. Well, my memory-self, at least.

I am wearing mostly the same clothes; the same shorts, shirt, and lucky scarf. There were a few thing that I was wearing that were totally different, such as the acoustic guitar, baseball bat, backpack, and shotgun strapped to my back. Oh man, it’s all coming back to me... That guitar represented a lot. It was my last real form of entertainment, unless you counted zombie killing. Admittedly, playing the damn thing was really risky and dangerous, but it was always well worth it.

This particular guitar was my own before the outbreak happened  about a year ago. It was passed down from my dad to me a year before that. I cherished it not only because it was my last form of entertainment, but because it was also my last connection to my family.

I always tried to keep the thing in great shape, wiping it down whenever I had spare time. I’m a bit of an organization freak, so anything that can be organized, will be. For example; my backpack had the contents organized into separate compartments for food, ammo, guitar picks, strings, and other stuff.

“It worked!!!” I am shocked out of my thoughts as an excited Twilight yells, “Omigosh! Yesyesyesyesyes! Now, where are we, and why does everything look so...detailed?”

“Well, I guess you could say that’s just how our world looks.” I explain to the mare, “Look, see that’s me. This was one of the most  beautiful cities in England; Glasgow.”

“Glasgow...Hey Danny, didn’t you show me a song called that?” Rainbow Dash asks the hovering human, “By that David something guy.”

“Yeah, David Guetta.” I explain, “He named the song after the city.”

“So anyways...” I roll my eyes in annoyance at the interruption. I always hate being interrupted, “The clock tower you’re all looking at is over 300 years old. Pretty cool, huh?”

“Yeah, I guess.” Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes in boredom, “I’m not here for some history lesson though. What’s going on here? You’re the dude with the memories, right?”

“Aye” My god, she is pretty annoying... “It’s right around April, so the plague has been around for just under a year. My mates have been dead for, let’s see...three months, was it? I don’t really know, you sorta lose track of time in a post-apocalyptic hellhole.”

“Okay then...” Twilight responds, writing down something in her little notebook, looking rather sad as she does so, “So, do you remember this day?”

“Yeah, but I don’t wanna spoil anything for you four, so let’s just watch and learn, shall we?” I say, with a bit of smugness in my voice, “Look down there, see me? Keep your eyes on me, I’m about to pull something crazy.”

The group turns from me to past-me. I’ll admit, past-me is not in the best conditions; his hair is messy, disheveled, and somewhat blood stained. Who am I kidding, everything there was blood stained.

“You don’t look good.” Twilight takes notice of my condition.

“Yeah, I usually got to wash myself once every, let’s see, month? Yeah, month sounds about right.” The group gives me a shocked reaction, with the ponies being more horrified than the humans, “I just washed before I got to Ponyville, though.”

“Damn dude, that must’ve sucked!” The other guy, Danny was it ,start to chuckle a bit as Jaycee makes his exclamation, “Prioritizing is important, however.”

I simply nod in response, then motion for them to continue watching me. Here we go...

I watch myself sit down on a bench and take out my guitar, ready to play. The ponies look more interested now, as do the humans. I reach into my backpack and take out a single pick, ready to play my song.

Readying my pick, past-me get ready to play. I listen as he strums a few notes, giving his instrument a light tune up. Once that’s done, he gets ready to play for real.

He strums the first few notes of ‘Dueling Banjos’, causing the ponies to show a confused face. Jaycee, however, knows what’s going on.

“Dueling Banjos, nice man.” He gives me a brofist.

I look back at the scene unfolding. Past-me is still playing the intro (Not like I could actually play the main part anyways), the music echoing across the square. I knew the zombies would come and get me as soon as they heard it, but that’s sort of what I wanted. Suddenly, I pick up a growl. Past-me stops playing, making all but Jaycee confused.

“You heard it too?” I ask him, “I thought that I was the only one to hear stuff that quiet.”

“Dude, I was a soldier for a whole year.” He explains, “My main thing was being a ghost. I was selected for that job simply because I could hear things other humans couldn’t. Oh, and Danny...” The other human looks over at Jaycee, confused, “I can hear you and Dash making out every night. Could you please quiet it down? Makes it kinda hard to sleep.”

Both Dash and Danny go red with embarrassment at this, causing me and Jaycee to chuckle.

“So wait, *heh*, you’re going out with Dash?” I ask the human after laughing a bit.

“Yeah, I sorta am...” His voice trails off into a near-Fluttershy level squeak.

“That’s cool, man.” I give Danny a wink before returning to observing the events playing out in the memory.

“Anyways, check out what I do here.” I point to myself, ready to show these ponies what I’m made of.

All of the sudden, past-me puts away his guitar, slinging it around his back. Taking out his baseball bat, he shines a wicked grin on his face.

“ALRIGHT MOTHAFUCKAS! COME AND GET SOME!” He shouts, causing Twilight to cringe. The others wear excited grins, except Dash, who also seems mildly unnerved.

“Who were you yelling at?” Twilight asks me, causing me to grin confidently, knowing that she’ll be horrified at my reality.

“Just wait and see...” I answer simply.

“You humans sure do like being mysterious.” She jots this down in her pad, frowning whilst doing so. She then looks up at past-me, still looking rather sad. Suddenly, a deep, blood curdling growl cuts through the uncomfortable silence that has taken foothold. The ponies begin to look slightly nervous, even Rainbow Dash looking rather worried as to what made the sound.

Past-me’s eyes suddenly focus on something behind us, his determined glare cutting through the air like a knife through butter. The others seem to notice this too, turning around to see the source of the noise; a zombie. The corpse seems to be that of a young male, but you really can’t be too sure. His flesh  is rotten and his bone is exposed at places. All and all, it’s pretty much what most people would expect from a zombie. Even the speed of movement is set at the stereotypical slow limp, making numbers the only strength these zombies have.

The others catch sight of the monster and react in different ways. Twilight’s eyes  literally pop a good inch out of their sockets and she screams in horror at the sight of such a disturbing creature. After her scream, she seems to regain some of her composure, or at least enough of it to start taking notes on what’s happening.

Rainbow’s eyes pop out in a similar fashion to Twilight’s, but she utters no scream. I hear her utter a phrase, her eyes locked on the beast, “I could take it.” I chuckle a bit at her response, amused at her competitive demeanor. Danny seems amused by this as well, as he reaches over and pulls her in to tousle her mane. The cyan pegasus seems embarrassed at this, her face lighting up like a Christmas tree.

The humans have pretty similar reactions. They both seem a tad shocked at first, but calm down quickly and start to show signs of anticipation on their faces. They want to see me beat the bloody hell out of the zombie. Then again, who wouldn’t?

Suddenly, more groans travel through the street, making past-me put on a smirk. Soon, about a dozen more zombies are visible, approaching past-me from all directions.  This should be cool...

“Woah! There’s so many of them!” Twilight examines, “How did you get away?”

“Well, I wasn’t exactly ‘getting away’.” I grin whilst explaining this to the mare, “Get ready to take some notes.”

Just as I say this, past-me begins to move towards the nearest zombie, baseball bat brandished and ready to attack. Wasting no time, he swings his improvised weapon at the creature and makes contact. The effect is noticeable, but not lethal. The walking corpse is slammed into the ground, making a foul grunt upon impact. Past-me sneers at the monster and raises his bat once again, ready to end its pitiful existence.

When the bat is brought down upon the beast, Twilight nearly faints from the violence. Blood and brain matter fly everywhere as past-me repeatedly slams his bat into the zombie’s head. Fragments of its skull scatter about as the monster is brutally bludgeoned to his second death. Rainbow Dash looks on in disbelief, seemingly in a state of shocked disbelief at the scene in front of her. Danny and Jay react as I expected they would; pointing at the scene with surprised grins.

Once the zombie has been sufficiently pummeled, past-me turns to his right and runs to the next zombie. upon reaching the creature, he swings his bat again, this time so hard that the head of the beast flies right off in a bloody fanfare.

“HOME-FUCKING-RUN!!!” Past-me shouts out, shocking Dash out of her trance. I look at past-me as he puts the bat on his back, reaching for the shotgun. Fuck yes... He loads a few rounds from his pocket quickly, then pumps it rapidly. After he is ready, he points it at the nearest zombie and pulls the trigger, causing the weapon to unleash its payload of death upon the creature. The intense noise of the gun rings my ears, though at the time I remember no such side effect. Perhaps it was the adrenaline...  Once I open my eyes from the shock of the noise, I see the half destroyed corpse of the zombie lying on the floor. The ponies all seem to be in a state of shock, more or less, with their mouths gaping at the scene unfolding before them.

They watch for another ten minutes as past-me kills, crushes, and annihilates undead fools. Never once do they open their mouths to speak. Suddenly, the vision/memory seems to begin to fade as everything surrounding me besides the others fades into darkness. What the...?

Without warning, the surrounding of Danny’s hospital room reappear around me. I look over to see a very tired-looking Twilight, panting in exhaustion. After a few seconds, she looks up at me, her eyes full of fear.

“W-Why?” The inquisitive mare asks timidly, “So brutal...”

“That’s what life was like after the outbreak.” I explain to her, worried that she would not trust me, “I had to do that to survive. Day in and day out, that’s all that I did.”

“But you were so brutal...” She seems to be backing away from me by now, apparently in fear of what she saw in the memory.

“Let me guess, you’re afraid that I’m gonna kill you or hurt you or whatever?” I assume, causing the mare to stare at me with a blank expression, “I was afraid of this, dammit. I’m not going to hurt any of you, ever. I wished every day that I could escape...escape everything. Now that I’m here, I’m gonna leave all of that behind, I promise.”

“How do we know that we can trust you?”Rainbow Dash asks me in a suspicious tone. Damn, I almost forgot about her for a second there, “We only just met you around an hour ago. Are you a spy, huh? I can already see you sneaking around at night and stealing our stuff!”

“What? No!” I quickly respond to her accusations with a shocked voice, “I would never do anything like that! I’m not a thief...I’m not a bloody monster...”

“Dash, lay off the guy, okay?” Danny says, sounding irritated at Dash’s behavior, “He’s obviously been  to hell and back just to survive, the last thing he needs is you ragging on him and making things hard for him here. Humans are built to survive anything and everything, and that’s just what Wise here did. He survived, end of story.”

Dash looks at Danny with a hurt face for a second before reverting back to her usual face, although she now wears a slightly more apologetic, weaker smile.

“Maybe Danny’s right, you do seem okay, I guess.” She extends one hoof and I go to reach for it, but she quickly pulls it back, a serious look on her face,  “But I’ve still got my eye on you.”, She holds the face for a few more seconds, then begins to crack up laughing, “Just kidding! I’m just looking out for my friends, what are ya gonna do?” The joking mare then holds her hoof out a second time.

“I understand, and thanks for trusting me, it really means a lot.” I smile a I give her hoof a shake, “Maybe you could convince your friend over there, now that you really believe me.”

“I don’t think she’ll need to...” I hear a voice come from behind  me that I instantly recognize as Twilight, “You were pretty nice to me earlier, and you did have a pretty good reason to be doing what you did. I trust you, as long as you Pinkie promise not to hurt me or anypony else...”

“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!” I go through the usual motions that any good brony would know by heart, “I promise to never to anything bad to anypony here.”

Twilight looks at me, smiling in a gentle way. The unicorn starts towards me and, out of nowhere, graces me with a hug.

“I’m glad you’re out of there...” She says while hugging me, “Nopony deserves that...”

I say nothing, but I return the hug, embracing the adorable mare before me. I feel her warmth take me over as I close my eyes, feeling peaceful for the first time in many months. I begin to gently pet her mane, which causes her body to relax even more. After a few more minutes, I let go of her and step away from the embrace.

“So, you got a place to sleep?” Danny asks me, shocking me out of the silence, “It’s the middle of winter and you aren’t exactly, um, dressed for the occasion.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right, heh.” I chuckle little bit, nervous now that I realize my predicament, “I’ll think of something, I’m sure I will. If I can handle zombies and shit, I’m sure that I can handle anything that this place can throw at me. What time is it, anyways?”

“Um, half past 9.” Jaycee quickly answers, “Woah, what the fuck!?! We were only in there for, like, twenty minutes max.”

“Oh, that’s another thing about this spell.” Twilight chimes in, “The amount of time that passes in the real world is much greater than what we feel. I’m still working on getting that little bug out.”

“Well, I think that it’s an awesome spell!” I announce, “I could show you all kinds of things about what I lived through. I’d also like to see what the world was like in 2011, It’s been awhile since then.”

“Yeah, I guess that would be pretty cool.” Jaycee announces before stifling a yawn, “Damn, I’m tired. I guess that memory took a toll, huh?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty tired too.” Danny says, nodding in agreement, “Maybe we should call it a night.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Jaycee says, starting towards the door, “See you all later.”

“See you later mate, cheers!” I wave to my newfound friend as he departs the room, making the place feel empty somehow, “So, what am I gonna do? You guys are actually right, it was bloody cold out there. I really don’t wanna spend tonight freezing outside.”

“Well...I’ve got a guest room.” Twilight tells me, making me blush a tad, “You could stay over at my place for awhile, I guess...”

“I’d like that, thanks Twilight.” I flash her a smile, “You’re a great friend, I hope I don’t lose you like my others...”

“I’m not going anywhere, promise.” She stares into my eyes for a second, making me light up on the inside, “Come on, let’s head back to my place and give these two time to rest.” The purple unicorn then begins to walk towards the door after waving to the rest.

“Okay then, see ya!” I wave to the bedridden human and the chromatic-maned pegasus before following Twilight out the door. I hope this ends well...not like before...

PLZ Review and remember to send me your steam name. Mine’s Dash3r. Have fun out there! Random Quote: ‘NO SCOOTALOO EPISODE!?! WHAAAATTT!?! MADNESS!!!!’ – 85% of brony community, including me.