He shall not be forgotten. -Tempest Knight

"What the Hell is goin' on up there?" Gladius asked as I charged back up though the stairs and ripped one of my swords off my armor.

The colt ran clean past me and straight into Gladius, though the latter paid him no mind as he watched a literal hoard of undead monsters tear themselves out of the ground and charge our position. Arnold had deployed his weapons and had begun disintegrating them two at a time. While Flutter used her small energy pistol to vaporize those that got close to her, this didn't last long and she was pounced on by four of them. Hearing her scream I cut my way to her, only to find that Ponegator had beaten my to it and slaughtered every last zombie.

"Take him and Flutter downstairs Gladius, neither one has the equipment to fight right now!" I yelled as I be-headed two at once.

"Will do General!" Gladius shouted back to me, hefting up the near lifeless form that was Flutter over his shoulder and rushing back to the remains of his house. "Come on kid, we've not got time to waste." He said.

My concerns now were alleviated for the moment as I slashed two more to bits. However, hearing Gladius grunt in pain caught my attention as I tossed a glance back to see a zombie biting savagely into his neck. He paused, slamming his free hoof back into the zombie's head; smashing its skull and casting it off of him before he aimed his autocannon straight at it and finished it. Another came, which he also slew with a quick burst of fire before ushering the colt down into his cellar and he followed behind with Flutter still on his shoulder.

"Ponegator, Deathbloom, its just us, lets teach these things that they came to the wrong bucking neighborhood!" I yelled as I made for my armor, luckily Arnold saw me running and provided ample cover as they tried to bite him to no avail.

I got into my armor and nearly had a heart attack when a zombie got within inches of my face, I wasted no time in obliterating it with my auto cannons as I did with the four that had followed it. Swinging my spiked tail I skewered even more of them as Deathbloom bucked one over to Arnold who was more than happy to tear it apart. But the swarm was unending and my EFS was solid red with blips of blue to indicate friends that would vanish from time to time.

"Check your six General." Arnold shouted as he picked up a shotgun from the ground and began to change out its parts with multiple miniature servo arms as he ran around blasting zombies with his ray gun.

Looking behind me I saw Deathbloom begin to get overwhelmed and I rushed to her aid. Using the magical properties of the stone in my chest plate I summoned the ghost I had the last time I had to fight these things.

"Get back you, ah!" Deathbloom yelled as she was toppled over, allowing the zombies to begin to try and rip off her armor.

Sentinel rushed forward with his spear and began slaughtering the undead as I cut them down with both of my blades, my vision partly obscured by sweat falling from my brows. I fell into a combat pattern with Sentinel of duck, stab, slice, dash, shoot flames, repeat. We kept this up for sometime while the Arnold and Deathbloom fought side by side with their flanks to a wall.

While we fought doggedly on, the horde still ever increasing and seeking our deaths; Gladius emerged from the stairway. He was immediately shooting at the nearest group of them, killing about four or five with well placed shots from his autocannon. And as I dodged another's bites and slew it with a single slice I noticed something different about him. He was fighting them for sure, his hooves caving skulls and autocannon blasting those away from the entrance. But it was around his bite wound, the very arteries and veins seemed to pulsate with a venomous brown; and he was twitching slightly as though fighting something within.

Before I could say anything, make my way to him with Sentinel; he let out a ferocious roar and blew a hail of fire at a group of approaching zombies and incinerated them whole. "Nothin' is gonna control me! Not no virus or ailment! Ah'll kill all O' ya! All O' ya!"

He blew more fire, smashed into more groups and slowly was working his way towards Arnold and Deathbloom. His attacks seemed more guided by a nearly feral instinct, but there was also a ferociously intelligent mind still in control as he called out sharply to her. "Ranger! Ah need ya ta git ter behind o'er ta mah cellar an defend em down there! Ah'll help up 'ere but ah need somepony ter protect Flutter an tha colt!"

I watched as he cut a bloody swathe through them, the same way I and Sentinel were doing; and as he reached her she nodded and rushed through the gap to the house. Seeing that she made it calmed me somewhat, but it also gave me back my full attention to fighting the endless undead alongside my ghost. But even with Arnold's ray gun, Gladius' surprising furious attacks with his hooves and balefire and blasts of his autocannon; I could tell we were still going to lose this battle if we kept up as more undead poured in. "Ah hell!" I heard Gladius shout, and glancing back I saw he was getting bitten again in his neck.

The zombie in question had smashed through the wall behind him, and he raised his autocannon to it before blasting it away. He was huffing now, and the venomous brown spread further from his neck wound; up to reach his good eye before pausing, and wrapping around down to his foreleg before halting as he roared again with a more furious and feral look in his eye as he turned to face the groups of zombies pouring through the hole now. "Ah'm not sure how long we can last General!" He shouted, 'But if'n Ah'm ta die today then Ah'm gonna be takin' as many O' these bastards with me as Ah can!"

"You shan't die this day Gladius, not while I still breath!" I shouted as I drove my blades forward and cut down two more zombies.

"General Tempest!" Arnold shouted as he drove his newly repaired shotgun into a zombies mouth and fired it, a deafening roar of twelve gauge slugs tearing through flesh and bones as the terminator blasted his way towards us.

"Arnold?" I shouted as I cut loose ammunition from my cannons, thus driving the zombies back further as I edged my over to Gladius.

The ponytron walked calmly up to me as his energy pistol and shotgun were reloaded by servo arms on his back, "I'll be back!"

"What, no, you can't!" I yelled as he turned and walked away sniping zombies from long range with his pistol, and blasting those that got close with his shotgun.

"We can't jus let em go sir!" Gladius groaned before falling over from his wounds.

I stood there and watched as the silver ponytron marched up to the hole that the zombies were coming out of. His armor was stripped and quite a few panels were bent out of shape. Arnold glanced back to us, his left eye was hanging off his face, he merely gave a nod before opening his saddle bags and charging down the hole. I slammed my tail into one of the few zombies that was still running a muck and blasted another with my fire breath before the ground shook and a column of flame jetted from the ground, Arnold's eye smacking the ground next to me. Though there were no other pieces anywhere to be seen.

"He's gone, ain't he?" Gladius coughed.

"Yes, Arnold Ponegator is dead, and he shall forever be known as a hero." I said solemnly as the dust and smoke cleared and I realized that all the zombies were in fact terminated.

Author's Notes:

And thus Arnold Ponegator has fallen, but is this truly the end of the Terminator, or will he do as he promised.

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