"For the last time. Fucking no!" Kenny screamed, trying his best to stay as far away from Pinkie as possible.

     "Pretty please?" She pleaded as she bounded right behind the human.

     Kenny looked over to his group of friends around the campfire. "You bastards aren't going to help me!?"

     Kendrick winked at Kenny. "She's all yours, mate."

     "You're an asshole. I want you to know that." Kenny said as he continued his evasion.

     Kendrick turned behind him at the sound of footsteps. A grin forming on his face. "It's like a bad joke. A pony, a ginger, and two linebackers walk into a forest..."

     DJ looked at Kendrick with a tired look in his eyes. "What the hell are they doing?" He asked, motioning to Kenny.

     Jose started laughing. "Pink motherfucker thinks Kenny is made of chocolate and wants to try a lick."

     Tyler started smiling. "That's fucking funny."

     DJ shook his head and started heading over to his small house. Barbed wire strung across the roof and the Limo parked right beside, DJ had never felt more at home. He inserted the four digit code and stepped inside the small shack. Giving a sigh of relief, he tossed his backpack on the bed and started unloading all the unused equipment. Blood, morphine, bandages, magazines, he even tossed some of the extra Stanag mags into his dresser for his secret M4A1 CCO he had hid under his bed. It was Tyler’s favorite weapon, but DJ had found it. It was his rifle. And if for some reason he ran out of AKM mags, that was his backup.

     Setting his assault rifle on the bed but keeping the revolver on his hip, he made his way out of the house to see how everyone had settled in so far. Two fires burned bright, about thirty yards away from each other. One with eight ponies all talking and nursing their wounds, one with nine men, talking about how they got there and how long they would have to stay. And in between the two, was a man being chased by a pink pony because she thought his skin would taste like chocolate.

     DJ shook his head and started walking over to the pickup, grabbing multiple cans of beans and coke. Walking over to the girls first, he set the cans on the ground along with the drinks. “I’m going to assume you’re all getting hungry.” He asked, receiving a few nods.

     “What do you care?” Said a very pissed and still broke Rainbow Dash. Her eyes shot daggers at DJ and any human that got anywhere near her and her friends, mainly due to the fact that one put a bullet in her and still refuses to give her morphine to fix her leg.

     “Look here, I know you don’t like me, and we haven’t got along in the past. But in a survival situation, which we are currently in, I have to put all past grudges behind me to keep everyone around me alive. That means anything that happened in Equestria between me, you, Joe Bob, and Richard Fist, doesn't matter anymore. If you are going to hold a grudge, that’s fine, I don’t care. But if it hinders my ability to keep any one of you ponies or those guys over there alive, me and you will go round and round. Do I make myself clear?”

     The entire camp had gone quiet, even the second campfire. The only sound that could be heard was Kenny trying to keep Pinkie off of him while pinned to the ground, her tongue poking out of her mouth. All eyes were on Rainbow Dash and DJ.

     “Yes.” She said, through grinding teeth.

     DJ gave a nod, and turned back to his team. Tossing the food on the ground, he took a different approach. “Eat up.” He simply said, before taking a can of beans and coke to his limo, leaning on the vehicle, and eating the cold, tasteless, meal. But it was a meal, and every single member of the two groups were alive.

     Corben looked over to Tyler. “What crawled up his ass and died?”

     “Turns out, orange one does not like the Praga. I’m gonna guess she doesn't like flying in general. He had to tie her down to the chopper before we could leave.” Tyler popped open his coke, taking a long sip. “He got a few cuts and bruises, maybe a few rope burns.”

     “Ouch.” Corben looked over to Kendrick and gave him a small nudge. “Hey, how’s gay pride over there reacting to the bullet in her ass?”

     Kendrick groaned, putting his face in his hands. “She probably wants to stab me.”

     Shelby shrugged. “We got painkillers and bandages in a videogame.” He turned to Kendrick. “We could always just get it over with?”

     Kendrick glared at Shelby. “Hey Shelby, you know what? That’s a great idea! I’ll just willingly get stabbed and bleed out on the forest floor.” Kendrick threw his empty coke can at Shelby. “Shut the fuck up.”

     Shawn looked over to Kendrick. "Hey man, why the hostility?"

     "Fuck you, ginger."

     Shawn raised his middle finger. "Fuck you too, Arrowhead!"

     The player's camp erupted in laughter. Tyler held up his hands. "Guys, calm down now..."

     Corben nudged Tyler. "Just let them do their thing, Rollingpin."

     Tyler slowly turned to Corben. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

     Corben held up his hands. "Sorry, didn't know you'd get all butt-hurt over it!" He said with a demonic smile.

     Each of Tyler's knuckles gave a loud pop. "You better shut the fuck up."

     Trevor gave a small laugh. "What's wrong, Tyler? Was it a one night stand?"

     Colton started smiling. "Trevor. Freshy year."

     Trevor turned to Colton. “Really, you want to go there, Shady?”

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     "Are they arguing again?" Scootaloo asked, pointing to the now hostile human camp.

     "All they ever do is fight each other." Sweetie added in.

     Rarity looked at Twilight. "It's true, even when the three brought us here they argued. And over the most ridiculous things!"

     Twilight rubbed her chin. "You know, you're right."

     "What are they even arguing about?" Rainbow Dash asked, straining her ears.

     "I didn't know she was a fucking lesbian!" Trevor screamed at Colton, veins popping in his neck. "Besides, only bitch you've fucked was that whore from Little Axe!"

     Applejack reached over, using her hooves to close Applebloom and Sweetie's outside ears and squish the inside on Scootaloo's ears. "They curse an awful lot, that's f'r sure."

     “Guys, shut up.” DJ said from his position. He held the look of a concerned father; trying his best to remain emotionless, but hints of emotion poking through.

     But the volume continues to rise. Some of the humans tried to calm the others down, only for them to be dragged into the rage as well. Fluttershy slowly started to make herself as small as possible. “I’ve never seen anypony so angry.” She stated, barely audible.

     Twilight was about to say something, when a loud pop rang through the air. Turning her head just in time, she watched as an all out brawl erupted from the human's camp. Trevor landing a hit right under Colton's chin, Kendrick putting Shawn in a headlock, Corben and Tyler circling each other.

     Before Twilight could get up however, a loud explosion filled the air. “Enough!” DJ screamed, holding the smoking revolver in the air. “This is pathetic!” He screamed at his team. “You are all precision killing machines, but get pissed off when someone mentions something years ago!” Any concern DJ had was then replaced with anger.

     Twilight perked up her ears to hear the conversation.

     “Bu...”

     “I don’t care anymore!” He screamed. “I know that this is the most hypocritical thing ever, but you all need to grow the fuck up! I didn't handle my Equestrian experience well and I'm ashamed of it! But now, we are all in the same boat. Quit fucking rocking it.

     "Who gives a fuck if you banged a whore, you hit up a drunk lesbian, your dick looks like an arrowhead, or you got a rolling pin shoved in your ass! We need to survive, and to do so, we need to forget all of that. Trust me on this."

     “It didn't get ‘shoved in my ass’!” Tyler screamed.

     “Bull shit it didn't! I was the one that did it at football camp, dumbass!” Corben said with a smile. “All because you wanted to see if your butt hole opens when you fart.”

     Tyler turned to Corben with his arm cocked back. But before the explosive blow could fly, a hand grabbed his elbow. “Tyler. Corben. Stop, now.” DJ said as he gave Tyler a shove and Corben a glare. “Anyone else want to smart off? No? Good, now, we obviously need to get a couple things sorted out. How we got here and where we are sleeping.”

     “Fuck you!” Shelby screamed, holding his Makarov up to DJ. “We all know it’s your fault we’re here!”

     “Explain to me how it’s my fault?”  DJ said looking over to the lineman, gripping his revolver tighter.

     “Well...”

     “Exactly, shut up.” DJ said while walking towards Kendrick who had let Shawn go. “How many tents do we got?”

     “Set up or stored?”

     “Both.”

     “We got about ten up right now with five stored in the APC. We also have the eight houses, the levels one and two for each of us.”

     “Perfect. Girls get the houses, we get the tents.”

     “Why the fuck do they get the houses?” Shelby asked, pointing to the mares.

     “Number one, because they deserve a sturdy roof after what they've been through today. Number two, it’s just the right thing to do. Number three, I don’t want your smelly ass anywhere near my bed and I’m positive neither do they. And number four, because I fucking said so.” DJ said as he started walking towards the APC for the other tents.

     “And when did we vote you the leader of this group?” Shelby asked with a smug look on his face.

     “This isn't a democracy.” DJ said as he searched the APC for a more powerful firearm as well as the tents. “This is a dictatorship, and I’m head dic.”

     “Shelby, just shut up and sit down. DJ has more experience than any of us in DayZ, and I highly doubt that you have more than he does.” Dustin said, tossing down his empty can.

     “Why do you guys just let him push you around?” Shelby asked, throwing his hands up in the air. “It’s stupid! Why should he be the one to m...”

     *CRACK*

     Shelby’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as the 7.62 round entered and exited his torso. Kendrick lowered his DMR and sighed. “When will he learn to shut the fuck up?” He asked, laying the weapon on the ground and grabbing his bandages.

     “Nice shot.” DJ said with a wink. “Glad to know you haven’t lost your touch.”

     “Are you serious? I can pop a zombie from a kilometer away with this thing and you think I lost my touch at five meters?”

     DJ gave a shrug. “Just saying, glad to know you still know how to shoot that thing.” DJ turned to see Twilight with a look of horror on her face. “Hey, Captain, what’s up with you?”

     “Captain?” Shawn asked with a look of confusion on his face.

     “Yeah, Captain Sparklez. You know, the YouTuber?” Colton said to Shawn.

     “I don’t watch YouTube, I have Walmart internet.”

     Twilight shook her head then looked up to DJ. “He almost killed him, and you compliment him?”

     “He wouldn't shut up. And he didn't almost kill him, just knocked him out and brought him down to half blood with a little bleeding. He’ll be fine when he wakes up tomorrow.” DJ said, checking his watch as the sun started to set. “Alright, let’s get everyone situated."

     Kendrick gave a small sigh. “Too bad I can’t just tab out like usual when you do this stuff.”

     Twilight looked over to Kendrick. “Tab out?”

     “It’s complicated.” Kendrick said, waving his hand.

     “No it’s not!” Pinkie said from her restraints. “Tabbing out is when you are playing a game and hold alt and tab, letting you do other things while the game is still running!”

     Kendrick and DJ exchanged glances. “The fuck is she talking about?”

     “Like Mr. Maine right now is tabbing between Chrome, Teamspeak, and his Steam games!”

     DJ rubbed the back of his head. “I think she just explained what tabbing out was.”

     “How the f... I don’t wanna know.” Kendrick said as he made his way to the APC.

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     Rainbow Dash tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't find a comfortable position among the firm mattress, and her still broken leg. not to mention her still burning hatred for the humans gnawing at her. She couldn't believe that they had not only knocked her out, but wouldn't even fix her leg! She even saw the ‘leader’ grab every one of the tubes Fluttershy said fixed her legs, and put them in his back so she couldn't sneak one out.

     Eventually, Rainbow decided she would get out of the bed and see if she could convince DJ to give her one. Rolling out of bed and onto the floor, she began to crawl out of the house. When she opened the door it was almost as if someone had put a rag over her eyes. The only things she could see were the stars and where the trees blocked out the sky. Pitch black she gave a sigh, looking for some kind of indication to where he or his bag may be.

     Looking to her right, she saw a small light coming from a doorway of another house. With nothing to lose, she slowly started her crawl. She didn't remember who was in which house, but she did remember that everypony did have a separate house except for the fillies, who were going to all share one.

     As she got closer to the light she decided it wouldn't hurt anything to just peek inside. Rounding the corner, her brow started to twitch. DJ was on one knee, talking to the three fillies. Straining her ears just a touch, she started to listen into the conversation.

     “Are you sure they won’t get us here?” Scootaloo asked.

     DJ gave a small laugh. “Positive. And just to make sure they won’t get anywhere near you three, I will be sitting right outside in the big blue truck outside. I’ll make sure none of them get anywhere near you.”

     “Mah sister told me you were a meanie...” Applebloom said, covering her face with the blanket shared by the three.

     DJ gave a slow sad nod. “Yeah, I used to be a meanie. And some people think I still am...”

     “Damn straight!” Trevor screamed from his tent.

     DJ shook his head with a smile and continued. “I realized today, that my actions have been unnecessary. I haven’t been the nicest guy in the world, mainly because of a fan-base of a myth back in my world. I realized today, I have been mean to all the wrong people. I shouldn't have acted how I did to anyone I met in Equestria. It was wrong of me. And I know I won’t be forgiven, because I wouldn't forgive someone like me.”

     “But... are you really sorry?” Sweetie Belle asked.

     “I am really sorry, and I can Pinkie promise on that.” DJ said, standing up to his full height, and grabbing his weapon from the floor.

     “Well, maybe if ya tell them y’er sorry, they’ll forgive ya?” Applebloom suggested.

     “Thanks for the idea, but I still don’t think they’ll forgive me so easy. Especially after tomorrow.”

     Sweetie frowned. “What’s going to happen tomorrow?”

     “We are running low on supplies, and we need a lot more food. Unfortunately, nothing in this world is free. I am going to need all of you to help get some food and drink.” DJ leaned back on the wall. “We are going to have to load everyone up and head over to the docks, hopefully by then we can find out why we aren't in Equestria anymore.”

     “Well that doesn't seem so bad.” Scootaloo said.

     DJ just gave a sigh. “It doesn't seem like it. But, when we get there, I will need you girls to do me a huge favor okay?” The girls all nodded. DJ took in a deep breath. “When we get there, I need you to keep your eyes shut, and plug your ears. Don’t ask why just do it.” DJ looked down at his watch. “It is way past y’all’s bedtime, I need to go. Like I said before, I’ll make sure none of those things get anywhere near you. If you need me, I’ll be right outside.”

     Rainbow Dash began to crawl backwards away from the light as DJ made his way out of the house, turning the light off and shutting the door. Letting out a sigh, DJ pulled the large black things over his eyes, and clicked the button on the side, causing Rainbow Dash to look at him with a bewildered look on her face. Looking around, DJ stopped when he saw a body on the ground.

     “How long have you been there?” He asked.

     Rainbow Dash kept quiet, making herself as small as possible. ‘There’s no way he can see me! It’s pitch black!’

     “Rainbow Dash, I can see you laying there...” DJ said, walking towards the truck. “so I’ll ask again, how long have you been there?”

     Rainbow began to crawl over to DJ. “Long enough." She said, raising her voice. "And if y...”

     “Don’t get pissy with me yet, I was about to come find you.” DJ said, reaching in his bag and pulling out the morphine tube. “I think I was a bit harsh earlier when I bitched you out over the morphine. You want me to inject it, since you can’t see anything?”

     Rainbow glared at DJ before she gave a slow nod. DJ opened the tube, going to grab her leg before she jerked back. “I was a massage therapist back in Canterlot, do not make me lock up your body so I can do this.” She gave a small nod again before DJ grabbed her leg and shoved in the needle.

     DJ tossed the needle to the side, and leaned against the truck. Rainbow stood up, flexing her leg out. She gave had a large smile, then wore a frown as she turned to DJ. “How can you see but I can’t?”

     DJ tapped the metal object on his face. “Night vision goggles. For me right now, everything is a bright green.”

     “What was that about supplies you said to them?” Rainbow Dash asked.

     “Well that’s one way to change a subject.” DJ said, stretching out his legs. “There are some docks just west of here that spawn all kinds of goodies: Mags, food, drink, metal, tires, pretty much anything you need to survive the zombie apocalypse.”

     “So why do they need to cover their ears and eyes?”

     “Because, the place is usually crawling with the bastards. So, Kendrick, Tyler, Corben, Trevor, and Colton, maybe some others, and I, will clear it out.” DJ held up his Sa-58. “And with Jenny there, it’s gonna get pretty messy pretty quick.”

     Rainbow Dash looked over to DJ. “Are you really going to be here all night?”

     DJ gave a nod. “I always have the night shift here. I've shot many a bandits whenever everyone else is asleep.” He turned to the mare. “And you should be asleep, it’s way too late for anyone to be awake right now.” He said as he flipped a small switch on his weapon. "Go back to bed."

     As Rainbow made her way back to the house, DJ made his way over to the human tents. That were once again in a debate.

     "No it's fucking not!" Shelby said to Kendrick. "That's not a common household item!"

     "Yes it is! Literally everyone here has one at home!"

     “Bullshit!” Shelby screamed. He looked over his shoulder just as DJ walked over to their camp. “Hey, asshole, tell them that it isn't a common household item!”

     DJ frowned. “Well I don’t know what it is...”

     Kendrick let out a long breath. “A tennis racket.”

     Giving a nod, DJ looked back down to Shelby. “Of course it’s a common item.”

     “What the hell do you use them for?!”

     “Wasps and bees.” Colton said, chewing on one of his crossbow bolts. “The racket flies through the air with little resistance and chops the bastards to pieces.”

     “Still, if I were to go door to door and ask for a tennis racket, people would give me one?”

     “Well first off, you live in an apartment complex, so it’s less common. It’s a household item, not an apartmenthold item. Secondly, they wouldn't just give it to you, they would let you borrow it. And lastly, every house has one so they would think you were stealing it from them.” Trevor said.

     “That is fucking retarded.” Shelby said with a grunt. “You Oklahomans are weird.”

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     *beep beep beep beep*

     DJ stopped the small alarm on his watch. The sun was just cresting over the small group of islands as DJ shook his head. He was tired. The last time he remembered actually going to sleep was back in Canterlot when he and Ryan were getting ready to leave the city. Standing up slowly, he made his way over to the first house, occupied by Rarity. Banging on the door and wiping the crap out of his eyes, he waited for a response.

     “Don’t you know I need my beauty sleep?” The voice from inside called out to DJ.

     “You can sleep when you’re dead, right now we need to get everyone up and ready to move.” DJ said through the door, and heading off to the camping tents.

     When he arrived at the tents, the humans laid all over the floor. Sprawled out on the small padding of the beds. Chambering a round, DJ pointed his rifle into the air and pulled the trigger.

     “BANDITS!” Tyler screamed, jumping to his feet, only for his head to slam against the ceiling. “Ah, dammit.” Grabbing his M4, he slowly rolled out of the tent. “Alright mother fucker, where ya hidin’?”

     "Right here.” DJ said, walking back towards the houses. “Get everyone ready to move, we’re raiding the docks in thirty minutes.”

     Tyler rubbed his head as he and the rest of the team started to get out of their beds. “Why the fuck are we raiding now?”

     DJ sighed. “Because I’m fucking tired and just want to get it over with.”

     Kendrick shrugged as he picked up his DMR. “Sounds good to me. Taking the girls with us?”

     “Well we can’t leave them here.” DJ said as he tossed the keys of the yellow and blue Urals to Tyler and Corben. “You’re driving. I’m gonna nap on the way.”

     DJ took in a deep breath as he walked around the yellow Ural. “Hey, Twilight, can you talk and walk with me for a minute?”

     Twilight frowned but did nod. Hopping out of the Ural next to the human, the two started walking to the opposite time of the camp.

     Kendrick gave a small sigh of boredom. He wanted to start a conversation, but didn't know how. Until across from him, he heard a familiar tune. "Dustin, you hummin' what I think you're hummin'?"

     Dustin gave a small smile. "Depends on what you think I'm hummin'.,

     "Lock and load, gotta drop the clip

     These Nazi zombies are comin' too quick

     No time to waste, we gotta kill these fools

     We can survive if we follow these rules!" Kendrick sung with a smile.

     From the front seat came another voice. "Rule one, put your back to the wall

     Rule number two, don't trip and fall

     Rule number three, be accurate,  straight aim for the dome and unload the clip!" Trevor sung.

     “What did you want to talk about?” Twilight asked, looking up to DJ.

     DJ looked down to Twilight. “A few things actually.”

     “Oh?”

     “First off, I had a conversation with a few fillies last night. They gave me a suggestion, and I thought they were crazy”

     “What was the suggestion?”

     “They suggested I apologize.”

     Twilight’s face twisted into a large frown. “What’s crazy about apologizing?”

     DJ sighed. “That’s not the part I thought was crazy.” He said. “The crazy part was that you would accept it.” The human looked back down at the unicorn, a hint of sadness in his eyes. “I know that if I were in your shoes, I would tell you to fuck off.”

     Twilight began to smile a little. “Why wouldn't we accept your apology?”

     “If an alien dropped into Noble, and acted like he owned the whole country with his advanced tech then somehow or another drug me into a hell hole like Tavianna, I would be damn well pissed. Then if it tried to say ‘sorry’? No way in hell.”

     Twilight started to smile a little more. “It’s alright. Some of us keep grudges longer than others. We just need to learn to forgive and forget.”

     “You see, that’s hard for me. I always remember what people do to me and my family...” DJ motioned at his team. His family. “...and it’s hard to forgive when you never forget.”

     Twilight nodded. “I und...”

     Putting his finger up to Twilight’s mouth, DJ glared down at her. “Don’t fucking say you understand what I mean unless you really do. That is my biggest pet peeve.”

     Twilight nodded before continuing. “I know what you mean. But after all you've done for us here...” Twilight waved her hoof around. But not hearing the subtle whine. “...I think it’s fair that we should accept your apology. And we should thank you for all your help here. For all the food, shelter, and entertainment.” She winked while motioning to Pinkie who was in a heated debate with Matt about cupcakes and muffins.

     “DJ nodded, “Thanks. I can promise you, I won’t be as big a dick as I was back in Equestria. That was wrong of me. Now for the other thing I wanted to talk about.” DJ sat down on a small stump. “What do you remember before you woke up near Kameni?”

     Twilight scratched under her chin. “Well, after you almost killed the manticore and hit Shelby...”

     “After that, did you see anything? Feel anything?”

     “Well, for a second I thought I felt a bit drowsy. And I remember a kind of mist coming fro...” Twilight’s eyes turned to the size of dinner plates as she looked up to DJ, remembering the spell she had learned in the early days with Celestia but never mastered it.

     “We’re asleep.”

     As DJ was about to respond, a noise filled his ears. His eyes filled with anger once again. "Who the fuck started up the chopper, we're rolling with the Urals..." He said, before marching over to the growing dust cloud. Next Chapter: Really though? Estimated time remaining: 37 Minutes