Title: AiE Chapter 1: Blackout Author: ScoutShako Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/JfcUWQhJ First Edit: Tuesday 24th of July 2012 01:51:38 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 24th of July 2012 01:51:38 PM CDT >You can feel grass beneath your feet. >The fresh wind is comforting. >Everything is a blur, your body adjusting to your new environment. >You can feel the virus already spreading from the bite. >Trees and flowers begin to take shape, though their appearence, much like the environment, is foreign to you. >A rainbow floats daintily above. >This seems like a nice place to die.   >You draw your pistol, gripping it tightly. >You're doing this as your last heroic effort. >It's the right thing to do. >You don't want to turn on your friends. >You don't want them to suffer the same fate. >You have to do this.   >For them.   >The pistol begins to rise, slowly but surely. >You close your eyes. >Place it to your head. >Say your goodbyes. >And imagine her one last time.   >Goodbye world.   >...   >Don't pussy out on this, damn it. >... >... >Fuck. >You squeeze the trigger, slowly but surely. >Doing it slowly will ease the pain. >Slowly. >Almost there... >...   >You hear a scream nearby, a womanly scream at that. >Fuck it, one more good deed can't hurt.   >You get up and run towards the origin of the scream.   >There he is.   >The same bastard who bit you. "Alright motherfucker, lets go." You say, charging at him. >You slam him, knocking him off of whoever he'd grabbed. >Startled, he's easily knock on his back. >You pin his arms with your knees. >Payback time, bitch. >You immediately begin wailing on his big, barbaric head. >Your fists tear through his necrotic flesh. >Blood splashes from his face like juice from a tomato. >Rage flows through you, your fury giving you brute strength. >This time, you don't stop until his forehead is inverted. >His polo shirt is tainted with his own blood, his gold necklace tarnished with bodily fluids. >You punch him until his spray tan wears off on your gloves. >You're going to make sure this fucker dies this time.   >"Y-You saved me..." Says a voice behind you. >Your vision is quickly going red, the virus taking hold of you. >Everything around you begins to change into outlandish figures. >Madness begins to set in. >The grass beneath you is blood red. >The trees are becoming evil figures. >The woman you just saved is a purple horse. >Wait, what? >Oh right, madness.   >"Are you ok?" She says, looking at you oddly. "K-Kill me..." You utter, coughing up specks of blood. >"What? What's wrong?" She asks, completely oblivious to your affliction. "Don't let m-me turn... P-Please, just end my suffering!" You yell, crawling towards her. >"I... Uh... give me a second..," She says, shying away from you. >Foam begins to flow forth from your mouth. "Hurry, before I-" >Your eyes roll back into your head, your body convulsing. >"Oh no!" The woman crys, rushing over to you. >Darkness envelops your vision, your mind loses grip of your body, >Game over man. >Game over.   >A pink light dimly fades into the darkness. >One last beauty before your demise. >You black out.   --------------------------------------------------------------   >The shadows begin to recede. >A window of light opens ahead of you. >Maybe she fufilled your last wish after all. >The light grows larger and brighter, temporarily blinding you. >As your eyes adjust, you see leaves swaying above you. >The sunlight is heavenly. >Maybe there is an afterlife. >"Are you ok?" >Maybe not. "Am...Am I dead?" you say, sitting up. >"What!? No! You're perfectly fine." >Were you dreaming? >You stand up and look around you. >Bushes: Check. >Trees: Check. >Dead Zombie: Che- >Wait, what? >You're still here. >"You don't look like you're from around here." The woman asks you in a puzzled tone. "Probably not, I-" >Horse lady: Holy shit. Check. >What the actual fuck. "Are you SURE I'm alive? And I'm not just dreaming?" You say as you poke her face. >"Yes. You are very alive, and definitely awake." She says swatting your hand away with her... hoof. "Then what the fuck are you?" You say, rubbing your hand. >"A pony, of course. I should be asking what YOU are." She says, as a levitating book floats out of her bag. "No. Hell no. I'm dead. This is some sort of trick." >There is no way in hell this is real. >You're dead. >You're fucking dead. >The horse-pony thing is flipping through the levitating book. >"I guess I'm going to need to check in the library, unless you can tell me what you are yourself." "I'm a human. What else would I be?" you say, whilst you try to figure out what the fuck you're looking at. >"I've never seen a mammalian creature so... bald..." "How do you know I'm a mammal if you don't know what I am?" You say smugly. >See? this has to be some sort of cruel joke. >A very, very, VERY weird joke. >"Because you have soft skin, hair, and seem to be warm-blooded." She says, seemingly unaware of your confident attitude. "Ok. Fine. I'll accept the first two, but no way the third one is something you can tell by just looking at me." >Checkmate, bitch. >"Well, your blood sure felt warm," She said, wiping her foo-, er, hoof on the ground. "What do you mean by FELT warm?!" >She stares at your wrist. >Oh shit. >There's a huge stain of blood on your sweatshirt, right where she's gazing. >And it's growing. "Oh shit. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit." >"Just, stay calm... Everything will be... um.. fine..." She says, slowly walking toward you. >You're beginning to feel really, REALLY light headed. >"You'll be okay, I just ne-- -o -et y-u to a h----tal" "Wh-What?" You say, trying to piece together what you just heard. >"I sa-d, I n-ed to g-t -ou t- a hos---al!" "Wh... I... feel..." >Can't... Stay... Awake...   >...   >You're really going to die this time, aren't you?