The duo made quick work of the zombies. While there had been a decent number, it was nowhere near the number they had faced earlier. It was something they could handle on their own. However, they were now left to figure out where the trio had disappeared. They didn't exactly have any clues to locate them, as they didn't seem to leave any hint as to where they were going.
Nicole huffed. "They should have at least written something or left a sign to tell us where they were going."
"How would they do that?" he pointed out.
What were they supposed to use to write? He didn't think any of them were carrying any writing utensils like a pencil or pen. Besides, neither of those would work anyway. What were they supposed to write on? They would need something like a marker to write on the walls of the building. Even then, they might not have been in a situation t
Donald feared the worst and was prepared to help her out when Nicole said, "There's no one here."He blinked. "What?""There's no one here," she repeated."That doesn't make any sense," he said as he joined her to see the room.However, it was just as she said. The room was completely devoid of any people. In fact, there didn't appear to be any signs that anyone had been there recently. If Nicole had seen someone hiding here, then the place wouldn't look so untouched. Something would have at least been moved, whether by accident or on purpose, but the place looked pristine. It was kind of strange."Are you sure you have the right room?" he asked.Nicole frowned. "I was certain this was the place.""Maybe it was one room over or on a different floor," he suggested.Honestly, he had been surprised she had even remembered which room it was. Since it had been so far away, it had been hard for him to tell which room and floor she had seen someone. Of course, there was another possibility,
Nicole sucked in a deep breath as she placed her hands on her hips. "Fine. I'll take your word for it, but if I find out you lied."She didn't finish her words, but she didn't have to. Donald knew exactly what she was implying. "I'm telling the truth."The look in her eyes told him that she was doubtful of his words, and he couldn't blame her. It was hard to imagine that the person who wrote the note and was purposely targeting him didn't have a grudge against him. Everything they did screamed that they were angry and wanted revenge. No one sane would be trying so hard to hurt or kill someone for no reason."What now?" he asked quietly. "Are you going to leave?"Giving him a bewildered look, she asked, "What are you talking about? Of course, I'm not going to leave. This is our best bet at finding the zombie user. If we could gather a large force, we could take them."On the one hand, he was relieved that they didn't intend to abandon him after everything he told her. He wouldn't have
It took a moment for Donald to realize what just happened before he was sprinting after Nicole. They raced down the stairs as more zombies began to show themselves. He was beginning to have the feeling of dejavu, but he ignored it in favor of getting away from the zombies and away from the zombie user's eyes. They were out the door in a flash. However, they didn't stop.The duo kept running until they were sure they had lost their pursuers. It wasn't exactly hard since the zombies were moving at a snail's pace. Taking a moment to catch their breath, they scanned the area just in case they might have missed a zombie or two. Once they were sure they were safe, Donald gave Nicole an unimpressed look.Seeing his gaze, she raised an eyebrow. "Yes?""Did you really have to ditch me back there?" he asked."Well, I didn't ditch you when you're obviously here," she said.Deciding it wasn't worth arguing over, he asked, "Okay, which way do we need to go? You should know the streets better than
Donald looked back and said, "I think we lost them."Nicole slowed down as she said, "At this rate, we're not going to have the energy to deal with the zombie user.""No kidding," he muttered.He swore that they had been running nonstop all day. The worst part was that they hadn't had time to eat since they were so busy running around. As if to add insult to injury, his stomach growled, causing Nicole to stare at him. A bit embarrassed, he avoided her gaze as he searched his bag that he still had with him for something to eat. He pulled out a bar.As he was unwrapping it, he noticed how Nicole was staring at him and offered another bar to her. "Hungry?"Accepting the bar, she said, "Thanks."The two nibbled on their food as they slowly regained their strength. Donald checked the time to see that they still had about half of the battle royale left to go. It hadn't felt that short. He had thought for sure that the battle royale would be over by now, but that wasn't the case. Well, it al
A stray thought crossed Donald's mind. It was a crazy one, and it was something he wasn't sure about how to pull it off, but it might be their best shot. Looking at Nicole to see if she had any ideas, he saw that she was deep in thought. Maybe she had a more realistic plan than he did. He was certainly all ears. However, she remained silent.Seeing that she wasn't going to step up, he said, "I think I have an idea.""Let's hear it," Nicole said."If we can get our hands on something like a microphone, we can announce to everyone where the zombie user is," he said.Nicole frowned. "You do know how unrealistic your plan is, right?"Donald nodded. "I know. It'll be hard to find anything that would still be working and be loud enough for everyone in the area to hear.""Is that really your best idea?" At his nod, she sighed. "Well, I don't have any better ideas. Let's see if this shop has anything."They scurried through the building to see if there was anything remotely close to a microph
"I think that's enough," Nicole suddenly declared.Donald, who had been in the middle of shouting, stumbled over his words. "What?""We've been shouting for a while now. If they hadn't heard us by now, they probably won't," she said. "We should get going now."Removing his hands, he watched as the lights went out. "Where to?""We should get as far away from here as possible, but I'm sure that the zombie user has blocked our way with zombies," she said.He had wondered why there were no zombies swarming inside to attack them, even though the zombie user should have noticed them by now. Their voices and the lights should have tipped them off that there were people nearby. They hadn't exactly done anything to keep the zombies. There were no barricades to prevent the zombies from getting in and attacking them."Then shouldn't we just wait and let the other awakened handle the zombies for us?" he suggested.It would make things much easier for them. The zombie user would be distracted by t
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
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
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