Donald made her quickly regret her words as he forced her into a princess carry. "Put me down!"
He sighed. "Stop squirming. It's already difficult enough as it is."
"Not until you put me down," she demanded as she shoved her hand into his face.
With a sigh, Donald struggled to walk out of the room. He wasn't exactly happy about what was happening, either. However, a princess carry was the only way he would be able to carry her out without worrying about her injuries. Putting her on his back was out and trying to carry her side by side by the arms wouldn't cut it either.
"I swear I'm going to make you regret this," she said.
"I already am," he muttered to himself.
"What was that?" she asked.
Ignoring her and her stru
Donna could honestly say she wasn't impressed. It wasn't because she was ungrateful that Donald was trying to save her life. They weren't exactly close, so any reason to save her would have to either be for Elizabeth's sake or for some other reason. Honestly, she wasn't in any position to refuse his "generosity" anyway, so she could only put up a token fight.However, she was seriously debating if he was only going through the motions of trying to save her when he asked her to use her power so they could get in close. His plan had some merit, as her power would keep anyone from noticing their presence. They could move freely without anyone noticing them. The problem was that it included his side as well.They wouldn't notice them, which meant they wouldn't think to avoid hitting them. Her power didn't exactly make them immune to attacks. It could only hide them from view, and it wasn't that strong to begin with. Since he would be weighed down by her, it would only make things worse, b
The duo stared incredulously as something tapped at the force field. They couldn't see what could have caused it and narrowed their eyes in suspicion. The thought that one of their enemies' attacks had struck the force field crossed their mind, but their enemies were currently in disarray. They were pancing over the deaths of two of their number.There was another tap, followed by several other taps. It was quite insistent, and they were beginning to suspect that an invisible person had snuck up to the force field. However, they couldn't think of who it could be. Neither of them knew anyone with that kind of power. However, the longer they listened to the annoying tapping, the more they recognized what it was.It was a pattern they had taught their kids just for fun when they were little. That could only mean one thing. The person tapping away had to be either their son or daughter. Of course, it could be a coincidence that whatever was tapping on the force field happened to choose th
Donald felt that something was off with the way his father kept looking at Donna. Did they have a history with each other? He doubted it since his father hadn't recognized Elizabeth. From what he knew, the two women would rarely leave each other's side unless it was necessary. There had to be another reason why his father was acting this way.Was it perhaps something to do with his healing power? Maybe it was because his father was hesitant to try. He did say that he might not be able to heal her. It probably bothered his father that he couldn't do more to help. Of course, he wouldn't blame his father for failing. At least they could say they tried, as long as his father attempted to heal her.Suddenly, his father asked Donna, "What's your relationship with my son?"It took a few moments for Donald to process what he was hearing, and when he did, he exploded. "Dad!"To add insult to injury, his father just shushed him without looking away from Donna, who had a strange expression. As t
Donald felt numb, staring down at the corpse in front of him. It was kind of terrifying how quickly he was becoming used to killing. That couldn't be normal, right? Looking up to check up on his parents and Donna, he saw a pained expression cross his mother's face. He wasn't sure what kind of expression he was making, but it probably wasn't a good one.Pulling out his knives, he quickly checked on the others and made sure they were dead. Once he was done, he walked towards the force field, ignoring the blood caking his hands. He could hear Amanda screaming in his ears, drowning out everything with her vile words. She seemed to get more monsterous as time passed. He couldn't even recognize her anymore. What had she looked like?His mother opened up the force field to let him in before closing it behind him. She must be cautious of other possible threats stumbling upon them. That was fine. It was better to be safe than sorry. Donald looked at his father and Donna to see that she was com
Donald's eyes widened as he scanned the area, and his mother did the same. Where could they have gone? The duo had literally been in front of them. How could they vanish without a trace? Well, they couldn't have gotten far since Donna was carrying dead weight. It hurt to refer to his father as dead weight, but it was the truth. His father couldn't do anything in his current condition.Suddenly, he heard, "Move."Looking back in front of himself, he took a moment to realize that Donna and his father hadn't gone anywhere. They were still right in front of them, waiting for the group to move. In hindsight, it was a good move to make. Since they were the weakest link in the group, they should hide themselves from view to prevent people from taking advantage of it.However, there was a problem. "How are we going to know where you are?"Her power was a double edge sword in this case. While their enemies wouldn't see them, they would also not be able to see them. There was a chance that Dona
After hesitating for a few moments, Donald decided to spill the beans. "There's something I need to tell all of you."As expected, they were completely shocked by his words. Well, he assumed they were. He could only see his mother's gobsmacked expression since Donna and his father were still invisible. Also, his father was still unconscious, so Donald wouldn't have been able to see his expression anyway. More importantly, he needed to know what they had to say about the situation."As you can see, this is a big deal," Donald started."No kidding," Donna blurted out, which was out of character. "How did you manage to end up in three groups?"Donald huffed. "As I said, it wasn't by choice. Apparently, the system doesn't bother checking to make sure there aren't any duplicate members.""Then how do we know you're the only one who has been registered in more than one group?" his mother asked.That thought had crossed his mind, but he rejected it, and Donna voiced his thoughts for him. "Wh
Donald knew he should say something about his suspicions to them. Even if he was wrong, they would at least be able to put his thoughts to rest. Instead, they festered in his mind as they rushed over to the location. His mind kept trying to put together possible suspects, but he kept drawing a blank. There wasn't a single person he could think of that could be the zombie user.Their power wasn't something they could hide. People who could use fire, fly, or do other things obviously couldn't be the zombie user. He had considered the possibility that the zombie user had two powers, but his system reminded him that no one could have two powers. Donald's case had been an exception, so the zombie user was definitely not any of the people he had met since the apocalypse happened.The only other possibility he could think of was that they were posing as a regular person so they wouldn't be caught. It made the most sense since they would be immediately exposed if they used their power. Two of
Donald nearly jumped when he saw Donna stepping out from behind a tree. When had she gotten over there? It was literally several feet away from where he was facing. It looked like his concerns about losing here weren't wrong. Luckily, there didn't appear to be anyone close by or anyone who was looking in her direction. That was probably why she chose to stop using her power there.Approaching her, he asked, "How's my father doing?"Donna grimaced. "He's still unconscious. It's not safe to bring him into the section."He returned her grimace. Even though they wanted to keep his father away, it wasn't an option, and they both knew it. If only they had a way to help his father out or make sure he was safe while the section was happening. As they brooded over what could be done, luck seemed to be on their side as a group of people headed towards them.Donald didn't pay them much mind, as he wasn't really paying attention to his surroundings. He didn't think anyone would be reckless enough
Hello everyone. I just want to thank all my readers who have been following along for so long. Donald's story has ended unless readers are interested in a sequel.I didn't expect to finish this story so quickly. Compared to my other two books, this one was completed in no time flat which I'm both proud and sad.Anyway, there are several things that I want to let you know.I'm hoping to wrap Rise of the Demon King: Caleb Gonzales's Rat Race up before the end of the year, but we'll have to see.I also intend to start a new story on Meganovel either in the same setting as Rise of the Demon King, but with no connections to the other two books or a different setting entirely. Maybe I'll do another zombie story.On another note, I've been debating whether I should publish a book not on Meganovel, but as an eBook like on A****n. It'll be under a different name since it'll be different than what I post here. It's something I'm considering.The last thing to note is that I'm still on the fence
"I didn't realize he had his own group," Walter said as he looked at Donald.Donald's father nodded. "My son is a very capable man, so if you may excuse us, we need to get going. The rest of our group is waiting for us.""Hold it," Arthur said. "I find it suspicious that Donald has his own group but was going around joining other groups. Was he trying to sabotage other groups?"Even though Donald wanted to speak up, his father spoke over him and said, "I'm afraid that was because we had gotten separated. He didn't intend to do anything to your groups. He was simply trying to stick with a group until we could meet back up."Listening to everyone talk, Donald found himself wondering if something had happened while he wasn't aware. Why were his family and the others acting like he was the leader of a group? That wasn't true unless they had secretly made him the leader without him noticing. They hadn't, right? He really hoped they didn't because he wasn't leader material."I would still l
Walter frowned as he observed his surroundings. All the zombies collapsed after the news that the zombie user was dead was announced. It was hard to accept that the threat hanging over their heads was really gone, but the proof was right in front of him. Well, until he saw the body, it couldn't really be called proof. However, there was a reason why he hadn't gone in.Whoever had killed the zombie user was still inside. Instead of rushing and possibly offending such a powerful person, he would rather wait outside to meet them. He needed to make a favorable impression on them if he was going to get them on his side. Now that they were free from the shakles of the zombie apocalypse, they were free to do whatever they wanted.If he got the person who killed the zombie user on his side, people would flock towards them. He just needed to raise up the hero, and his group would be the one people looked to. However, the hero hadn't made his appearance yet. Walter wondered what was taking them
"Are you alright?" Nicole asked as she stared at Donald, who was staring at Amanda's lifeless body.Snapping out of it, Donald said, "Yeah, I'm good."Nicole frowned as Elizabeth said, "You don't have to lie. It can't be easy to kill someone."That was right. He was a murderer now. The thought felt strange. When he was strangling Amanda, it didn't feel real. It was like watching a stranger kill with his hands. She was unexpectedly sturdy, so he ended up relying on his power to finish her, and he wasn't talking about his electrical power. He ended up using his fire power for the first time.He wasn't sure what possessed him to do it, but he called up his fire to burn her body to a crisp. His hands still stung from the flames he had unleashed. Since it was still weak, he wasn't invulnerable to fire. Fortunately, his father was able to heal them, though he couldn't meet Donald's eyes. That was fine. He understood why his father was acting that way.Despite knowing this, it still hurt tha
After several moments of silence, Donald asked, "What just happened?""I'm not sure," Nicole admitted as she lowered her arms.The group was still trying to process what had just happened. They had been fighting for their lives against Amanda, who decided to call for backup, which was a giant hand. However, the giant hand had turned against her and crushed her instead. It was actually quite anti climatic. The one person who had been terrorizing everyone had been finished off just like that.That's when Donald noticed that the zombies were still moving. "Guys, I think she's still alive."Everyone stared at him in disbelief as Donna said, "You can't be serious. You saw what happened, didn't you?"Of course he had. His eyes had been wide open since he wasn't one of them who flinched. However, how would it explain why the zombies were still moving? If she were dead, they would have surely stopped since her power would no longer be moving them. The system also hadn't made any announcements
Donald flinched when he heard Amanda's scream of rage. Looking back, he met her bloodshot eyes with his own. She was practically seething with rage. It was fortunate that he was able to take the hostages while she was distracted, or else she might have killed them right then and there. What was even better was that his mother and Elizabeth were waking up."How dare you," she snapped."Is that all you have to say?" Donna taunted. "I suppose you don't have the brains to think of anything else."He was relieved that Donna drew Amanda's attention away, but he was now worried that she might have bitten off more than she could chew. Now that she had Amanda's undivided attention, she was in serious trouble. Donna had only managed to kill one zombie so far. The others were only slightly injured, as they were more powerful than before."What's going on?" his mother muttered, drawing Donald's attention.Bending down, he looked her in the face as he said, "Mom, I know you're confused, but we rea
Amanda cackled. "I thought so. There's no way you would pick your family."Donald could only grit his teeth and glare as she dared to touch them with her dirty hands. It was disgusting watching her get all handsy with them, especially when they weren't awake. If he could, he would rip her hands off so she couldn't touch any of them again. Unfortunately, all he could do was watch as her hands trailed from his family members to Donna."You know I considered purposely letting the person you choose be the last one just to see the look on your face," she said, causing his heart to lurch. "However, I'll be nice this time and listen to you this time."As she said this, she suddenly shoved Donna forward. Her head hit the ground with a loud thud. As if breaking free from a spell, Donna snapped her eyes open. She blinked several times with a groan. Then she took a good look at her surroundings. Seeing the glazed look in her eyes, Donald could tell she was still out of it from whatever Amanda di
The dark look on Amanda's face sent shivers down Donald's spine. "Is that so? Then I'll take responsibility."Donald immediately realized he had gone too far, but it wasn't entirely his fault. Trying to reason with an insane person was difficult, especially when she wasn't willing to listen to logic. What was more worrying was that she was now bending over the hostages as if deciding what to do with them. He didn't like where this was going. However, there was nothing he could do as she laid a hand on his sister."How about I feed one of them to my zombies? How does that sound?" she asked with a sinister smile."Don't!" he shouted as he took a step forward.The zombies around them immediately reacted and stepped forward, making him stop in his tracks as Amanda said, "You shouldn't make any sudden movements. You don't want to make things worse, do you?"He scowled. "Don't lay a hand on them."She only smirked. "I think I like this new plan better. What better way to get revenge than to
Donald gasped as he opened his eyes. Sitting up, he immediately checked himself over. There didn't appear to be any bitemarks anywhere. In fact, he didn't appear to be injured in the slightest. Any scrapes or bruises he had could be chalked up to being pushed to the ground by the zombies, which didn't make sense now that he thought about it.Why hadn't the zombies tried to bite or kill him? If the zombie user was out to get him, it would make sense for the zombies to hurt him. However, it seemed that they had been careful with him, which wasn't something he thought was possible. How were zombies capable of moving him with their stiff and awkward bodies? Finally taking the time to check his surroundings, he saw that he was in the company building."Why am I here?" he muttered to himself."You're awake," someone said.He spun around to see who spoke, but he couldn't see anyone except zombies. Donald was immediately struck by the memory of what happened before he blacked out and flinched