They continued to advance until they were almost upon them. “Run!” Jade shouted, grabbing Kiara's hand and pulling her to the other side of the street. Once they arrived, Justin quickly opened his backpack and took out his rifle. Jade looked at him puzzled, “What are you doing?”“I’m saving your ass. Now move, there’s more on the way” he saidA couple of seconds later, more zombies approached and were caught by surprise. Suddenly, he hears someone screaming behind him and turns around to see a guy being chased by the horde. Without hesitation, he takes a shot and hits one of the zombies who is trying to get past him. The man collapses to the ground while the others stay in place. “Crazy, right?” he chuckles while putting his rifle away. He walks over to the man and kneels beside him. “Are you okay?”“Yeah, thanks for that…I’m Tom, by the way, I work at the gas station,” he told him with a grateful smile. Justin aims his shotgun at Tom with animosity, “Are you bitten or injured
“I don't know what you speak of” D reaper says .“We know you've had the Apple since it was stolen from us." Draper's eyes widen as he remembers his mission, and then his eyes go wide again when he realizes why the Red King wanted him gone.“Ok, if I tell you the location of the apple would you let me go?” he asked , trying not to show his desperation. The Red King nodded slowly, and Dreaper sighed. “It's in my bag" “Search his bag,” the red king says to a guard that rushes off to the bag on the ground nearby. When the guard comes back, the Red King motions for him to open the bag.The guard pulls out a small object about the size of an apple. It has been wrapped in plastic, and it feels heavy in his hands. Once the Red King is done staring at the object, he gestures at Dreaper to continue.The man reaches inside his bag and pulls out several smaller objects that he places on the table. He picks the Apple up and shows it to the Red King.The Red King stares hard at the obje
“I don't know what you speak of” D reaper says .“We know you've had the Apple since it was stolen from us." Draper's eyes widen as he remembers his mission, and then his eyes go wide again when he realizes why the Red King wanted him gone.“Ok, if I tell you the location of the apple would you let me go?” he asked , trying not to show his desperation. The Red King nodded slowly, and Dreaper sighed. “It's in my bag" “Search his bag,” the red king says to a guard that rushes off to the bag on the ground nearby. When the guard comes back, the Red King motions for him to open the bag.The guard pulls out a small object about the size of an apple. It has been wrapped in plastic, and it feels heavy in his hands. Once the Red King is done staring at the object, he gestures at Dreaper to continue.The man reaches inside his bag and pulls out several smaller objects that he places on the table. He picks the Apple up and shows it to the Red King.The Red King stares hard at the obje
Paul, Liz, and the others sat in the dining room with a blueprint of a place. “We got some of the survivors trapped inside the safe...so before entering the bak we keep our eyes opened for any danger" Liz explains to the other guys who all listened to her. "Now that we know they're here let's get some information"Paul glances around him looking for anyone he knows before turning his attention back to the map. “Here” Liz points out. “There's an entrance on this floor…if we can take that door we'll be able to enter and search for survivors” she continues“Let’s do it” Paul responds.“Okay guys listen up,” Liz continues, “the first person who sees a suspicious person or sounds weird, shoot them”Everyone nods their heads and gets ready for the mission. Boxes of guns were pulled into the room as everyone began to select their weapons.Paul grabbed the gun that Liz showed him. He didn't want to kill anyone but he wanted to find the survivors. Once everyone loaded up, Liz and Paul lea
Once they finally made it out of the area, they looked around for anything that could help them escape the swarm of zombies. Paul saw a car and immediately headed over to it. He opened the back door and climbed inside the vehicle, helping Liz situate herself inside. Before he closed the door behind them, he looked back, taking notice of the horde getting closer and closer. He shut the door and locked the doors.Paul drove off from the parking space and started driving. Soon enough he came to a stop sign and quickly stepped on the gas, speeding down the road. Liz held onto Paul for dear life as they sped down the road.Eventually, the horde had begun slowing down. It was no longer chasing after them but instead following the road.“Are you alright?” Paul asked Liz while checking to see if she was alright.She nodded her head and smiled. “Yes, thank you,” she said happily.Paul smiled back at her and they resumed driving. Then they both heard the walkie-talkie speaking out. Liz took it
Paul leads the way through the mob of corpses. Once they were past the first wave of zombies, they started hearing voices calling out, begging for help.“Help! Somebody help us!” the voices cried out in desperation.Finally, they made it through the swarm and saw a large group of people standing together and looking at them with relief on their faces. The survivors began cheering when they saw them.“Over here!” Liz shouted.They all rushed over to meet up with them, hugging each other as tears of joy began to fall from their eyes.“Everyone’s okay” Paul reassured once they broke apart.“Where’s the rest of the survivors?” Paul askedOne woman shook her head sadly, “there’s no sign of them anywhere...” she answered.“Well, at least we found some survivors,” another woman interrupted. “And hopefully they can help us,” she continued.“You’re right. But, what about the ones that got taken away?” another person asked.“We’ll figure it out,” Paul assured them, “but let’s get out of here.
A group of survivors could be seen, taking a rest after killing countless zombies. There was nothing for them to do anymore, they were out of ammo and running out of food. As much as the survivors loved being out of their little corner of hell, it didn’t mean they enjoyed living here with no sunlight or food. This was why they had set up camp a couple of miles away from the nearest town, just in case there would come a zombie attack. So far it seemed that the only zombies that passed through this area are those that had gotten stuck between two walls. It’s not like the people in the bunker didn’t know how to defend themselves or anything, it was just that zombies weren’t usually smart enough to find the entrances that they did every single time, so when you have that many monsters wandering around your home base, things become dangerous. It’s safe to say that everyone on board had some injuries or scars because of those beasts, but even if some of them were getting better, ever
D reaper sat by the cemetery with his dog, while he chewed on a chocolate bar. His head was resting on his hands as he watched the clouds pass above him, the sun shining bright. He looked down at his dog, “What?" he asked the dog who stared deeply at him. “I think it was best if I handed over the Apple to him” The dog whined slightly and moved closer to D's reaper to nuzzle against his leg. “I know buddy, he's going to use the power for himself, blah blah and he becomes the Zombie Alpha” His dog barked at him, then pawed at his pant leg, whining. “Common boy, let's move,” he said grabbing the dog's collar before walking towards the entrance of the graveyard. The dog wiggled free from D's grip to walk alongside him, following him into town. As they entered the city, they saw a horde of zombies walking the lonely street. “I think it's a good idea if we join a clan of survivors,” he says to his dog while whistling. His dog yapped in response, looking back at him with wide eye