12/21/2012. The last date on the Mayan calendar. Some believed the ancient Mayan prophecies and interpreted it as the day existence would end. Others scoffed and touted science and logic, dismissing the Mayan prophecies as a bunch of superstitious nonsense. However, for me, it was both the end of my existence on Earth and the beginning of a new chapter in my life.

I don’t think that there is anyone that has ever walked the face of the earth and planned for a major life-changing event to happen to them, well a bad one I mean. I awoke on the basement floor since I found that the cool subterranean air helps me sleep. I'd been up late editing my latest pony fan fiction and had slept in my computer room. I checked my account and surprisingly found it and any other pages that I tried giving me error messages to the effect that the browser was unable to load the “you are offline” page\game.

As I kept searching for a working website I looked at the date, 12/21/2012! I was a member of modern humanity, where science provided answers, rather than the superstitious religions prior to the advancements we humans made regarding said science and technology, I really didn’t think about the date last night. However, with the Internet down, along with T.V. stations and most of the regional radio stations, I began to reevaluate my previous attitude regarding the old Mayan prophesy. Because with the power still on there was no way for that many of the media stations and providers to all be down unless something major was happening. I mean, the kind of event which affected the existence of all of humanity. Like an armada of invading alien spaceships and their owners bent on subjugating or eliminating the human race, or a zombie apocalypse, and even then most radio and news channels would be running emergency broadcast messages. With this much white noise and static only two things could be concluded, that somehow my power remained on in a massive possibly worldwide blackout or something else suitably threatening humanity’s continued existence...

Even though I hadn't been stockpiling provisions and gear in preparation of an apocalyptic event, I did have my evacuation plan thanks to my zombie obsession. By then I'd heard the first explosion. It rocked the neighborhood which caused my blood to run cold. I headed over to my power box and and shut off the main. ‘I don't want to attract looters, gotta keep a low profile.’ I grabbed the pack I had previously filled with food, water and other things that I needed to be able to survive for a little while. I then grabbed my pride and joy. Two custom forged un etched Damascus steel katanas and my hand built sniper rifle and pistol set. The katana blades were golden and midnight blue in color and the tsubas were Celestia’s and Luna\Nightmare Moon’s cutie mark attached to each alicorn’s colored swords.

The firearms were a deep lavender color with Twilight Sparkle’s cutie mark embossed on the handles. I was a Brony if you hadn't guessed. I was shaken out of my admiration of my weaponry when I heard more explosions rocking the neighborhood and it sounded like they were getting closer to my home! I'd moved out to the suburbs after my old home was torn down for its land. I kept my own hand crank radio/generator in my attic to charge my phone and for listening to music while working out but, it now had a new purpose, it was a special rig AM,FM, and shortwave all in one. I cranked it up and switched to my favorite news station on the shortwave. The owner and I were like family and she always gave me shout outs on her channel.

When I tuned in she was asking if anyone else was on the air. I had a crappy mic but it worked so I transmitted that I was on.

“Thank goddesses you're okay! Dakota, do you know what happened?” Sis asked.

“Not really, but the date clued me in,” I answered.

“The date? How's that a clue?”

“It's December 21st, 2012! The so-called Mayan apocalypse.”

“Shit! You’re right! Wait there, I'm on my way to meet up with you.”

“How are you gonna get here with people blowing shit up?” I said as a big explosion resounded about half a mile away. “Shit! That one was way closer. I've got to go, the radio might attract whoever is blowing shit up.”

“Okay,” Sis said mournfully “I love ya Koty. Be safe.”

“Okay MOM, I love you too. Bye” I said as I signed off. ‘Sheesh, even with all of this danger surrounding us, she still manages to nag at me.’

I attached the radio to my pack with specially designed hooks and straps made for it. I was hearing the blasts on a fairly regular basis at this point. Most were small explosions similar to a grenade going off, but every now and then I would hear screams and a big explosion which sounded like a rocket or tank shell being fired.

Then the voices of the people near my house reached me once the noise of the explosions had subsided. My blood had already turned cold as ice from the raucous laughter and screams of delight as mayhem and destruction became prevalent in my once peaceful neighborhood. I heard my old coworkers whooping and laughing as if this was a big party! I then heard a familiar voice that caused me to freeze as I didn’t want to give away my position, or that I was even home.

“Hey is that where your younger brother lives, dude?”

“Yeah, he lives there. Why did you ask about him?” David, my older brother asked as I looked through my attic window.

“Let's torch it! You never liked the little shit right?”

“Not really, but he's family. I can't do that to his home.”

“He isn’t home and besides, what does it matter when the world is ending? It's not like he’ll need it tomorrow! Come on man, at least don’t be a fuckin’ pussy on your last day on Earth!”

“How do you know he's not home?”

“Dude, seriously? All of the lights in his house are off and the blinds are drawn. If he is home then he must love the dark.”

“He could be sleeping." David offered

"With our antics!?" the guy pointed to the lively bunch of psychopaths my former coworkers had turned into.

With a sigh he relented"You're right no one could sleep through those explosions. Fuck it, let's blast the place! It’s not like he's home and he always got on my nerves anyway."

"That's it, man! Let loose the rage!" Dan, the guy my brother David had been talking with said as he handed my brother an RPG rocket launcher.

I raced downstairs when I heard the rocket fire and when it hit I was knocked back and covered in rubble. I tried to get up, but the rubble over me shifted and caused a heavy beam to hit the back of my head therefore knocking me out.

<hours later>

I woke up, my clothes had particles of dust and soot on them. It seemed someone dragged my ass out of the rubble and left me where I was until I either regained consciousness or died.

"Koty, you awake?" I heard someone say. I recognized the voice but after David i had to be sure.

"Sis? That really you" I called out as I sat up .

"Yeah, I'm here. What happened your house? It was nothing but ash and rubble when I found you." Sis replied as she stood up from what was left of my home covered in the same soot and dust and walked over to me just as I started to stand back up.

"David did this. He fired an RPG at the house. I tried to get out, but the thing hit before I could," I said calmly.

"You seem awfully calm about it. Are you feeling any pressure? You took a pretty nasty blow to the back of the head. Are you feeling any dizziness or nausea?" Sis asked as she went back to sifting through the rubble, trying to salvage anything that might be useful for surviving now that industry and civilization has collapsed in the wake of impending oblivion.

“My head throbs something fierce and feels all muddled, like someone’s been stirring the gray matter with a giant Q-tip, other than that I’m ok. i’m calm cause i know david wouldn’t have shot the house if he knew i was inside. we may not like each other sometimes but none of my family would kill somebody without a good reason.

The fact is David couldn’t check to see if I was home, what with me turning off my main circuit breaker and drawing all the blinds. So he blew it up. Not his fault I was there." I answered joining her. "Hey, what time is it?"

"11:59 pm. Why?"

"Well in about a minute we'll either have survived the end of the world, or ended with the entirety of existence."

click!

"You hear that?"

There was no grand explosions announcing the end of existence. Nope! It would have been cool if it had, though being engulfed by one would have buried the needle on my suck-o-meter. No, one second existence was there and the next everything went white.