"What?" Nicole asked when she noticed his stare."What now?" Donald asked.She stared at him for several moments before saying, "Just relax, I suppose."An awkward silence stretched between them as they looked away and stared out in front of them. Now that Donald thought about it, wasn't this the first time they had small talk? Technically, it couldn't really be called small talk. They only exchanged questions, but it hadn't been anything about zombies, their powers, or anything serious.When he couldn't stand the silence any longer, he asked, "So what did you do in the company?"The blank stare she gave him made him self conscious, and he looked away. That had been a mistake. They had already talked about only sharing vital information with each other. Knowing what she did before the zombie apocalypse wasn't vital information. He could feel her judging gaze piercing the side of his head like a bullet.Suddenly, she said, "I was a gopher."Donald blinked. "What?"Nicole wasn't looking
Fortunately, the duo was able to handle another day of a messed up sleep schedule without incidents. Nicole returned with a zombie and reported that she hadn't encountered any other survivors. Donald took it as a good sign. The fewer times they met, the better. They didn't need more problems on top of the ones they already had, like how he felt like he was going to die.Donald wished that there was a way to heal his wounds instantly, but the system expressed that there was currently nothing that could do that. It didn't get past the duo's attention that the system had said currently. After prodding it for more information, they discovered that if they reached the third wave, a new feature would become available to them, though it didn't say what it was.When they asked why it wasn't available now, it only stated that each wave only opened up one feature at a time. They easily deduced that becoming an awakened was a feature of the second wave. Apparently, the first wave didn't count. U
Their decision to remain inside was proven correct when they sensed something was off in the middle of the night. Of course, they hadn't noticed anything right away since they were both asleep. They had a zombie that could now stand guard. However, the sound of banging on the door was impossible to ignore. At first, they were groggy from being woken up.That quickly changed when the situation caught up to them, and they quickly prepared themselves for a fight. Quietly rushing down the steps, they shared a glance before getting into position. Since everything was boarded up, they couldn't check through the windows to see what was making that noise. Instead, Nicole tiptoed to the door so she could look through the peephole.Nicole frowned when she saw a couple at the door. They seemed frantic, as if they were trying to get away from something. However, that wasn't enough to make her open the door for them. Obviously, whatever was coming after them would be dangerous for them. She contin
Of course, that was easier said than done. Despite feeling sleepy, Donald's dreams were plagued with zombies attacking the house. It would jolt him awake and keep him up before he fell back asleep, causing the cycle to repeat again. As a result, he found himself looking like a zombie himself as he sat in the living room contemplating his life.Nicole, who sat not too far from him, looked like she was going through exactly the same thing. She clearly couldn't sleep either. Donald groaned as he leaned forward and covered his face with his hands. Nicole hadn't even told him what happened last night yet. The both of them had come down not too long ago and sat in complete silence.Finally, Donald asked, "What was that?"She sighed. "I'm not sure myself, but it looked like the zombies were moving in a large group."Donald gr
Donald woke up when it was ten minutes to twelve. He grimaced as he sat up and rolled his shoulders. Maybe Nicole had a point about using the beds instead of the couch or chairs to sleep. Making his way to where Nicole should be sleeping, he knocked on the door to see if she was still inside and asleep. There was no response, so he tried again.Pressing an ear against the door, he still didn't hear anything and dared to open the door. He peeked inside and saw that she was still sleeping. Since it was almost twelve and he had told her that he would wake her up, he stepped inside. As he stood over her, he couldn't help noticing how peaceful she looked. Wanting to get a closer look, he kneeled down and stared at her face.He never thought he would see this kind of expression on her face. He wasn't sure what to think as he continued to stare. She was actually quite pretty, now that he thought about it. When her expression became pinched, he quickly snapped out of it. Slapping his cheek, h
The duo immediately moved. Donald rushed to grab the nearest metal object, which happened to be the kettle of water he had intended to test his power on, while Nicole ducked behind the couch. He quickly hid behind a different couch as they glanced around the corners to see what could have made that sound. Neither of them dared to make a move as they waited for a sign of their enemy.As they continued to hide, Donald's mind raced over what it could be. Since the system should be determining the threat level of zombies nearby, it should be a zombie that made that noise. However, if it was a zombie, that left him with several questions. How did it get in without being noticed? When had the zombie gotten in? Why hadn't it appeared to attack them yet?Glancing in Nicole's direction, he could guess she had the same questions. Several moments passed without anything happening, but that didn't c
"Is there really nothing we can do?" Donald whispered. "We can't just sit here and hope for the best."Nicole gave him a look and opened her mouth, probably intending to chew him out when she stopped. A thoughtful expression crossed her face as she closed her mouth. Confused by the sudden change, he frowned and stared at her, hoping she would enlighten him with her thoughts. When she still didn't say anything after a few minutes, he got fed up with waiting."What is it?" he hissed."Do you think the zombies would notice us if we tried looking at them from above?" she asked.Donald was about to ask what she was talking about when he caught on to what she meant. There were plenty of windows on the second floor. They had also been boarded up, but she could easily remove the boards. Then they would have a way to check how many zombies were lurking outside. The only concern was whether the zombies would look up and spot them."How about we don't take down the whole board right away? We sho
A long and tense week passed, and their situation hadn't improved. The zombies hadn't left the area and were lurking outside without moving a single inch. The only good thing they could say about their situation was that it hadn't gotten worse. From what Nicole saw when they checked from the window for the past week, the numbers never grew.They had done their best not to trigger the zombies, but it was bizarre how the zombies weren't doing anything. It was almost like they were waiting for something. Of course, they were reminded of when they were in the company building. The zombies didn't move unless it was in a certain pattern or something drew their attention. Their case was the latter."How are you feeling?" Nicole asked as Donald flexed his arms."I'm still not at my best, but I won't slow us down," he said as he lowered his arms.
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