"Finally, it took them long enough," Betty snapped as she hit another zombie across the face with her metal pipe.
Her attack wasn't that effective, and the zombie simply came after her again. She scowled as she swung again, cursing her weak strength and power. If only she had a better power, then she could easily kill the zombies like some of the others. Her earth manipulation was so useless. When she got it, she thought she would be able to do something cool, like causing a wave of earth to crush them.
All it did was make a little bump in the ground. She had upgraded her power, but it barely did anything still. It wasn't fair. What was the point of having a power if it couldn't help her? After several more swings, she was finally able to deal with the zombie. The problem was that more were closing in on her. If it wasn't for Robert protecting her, she would be dead.
Donna frowned as she watched the awakened attack the zombies from the safety of the building. Instead of going out to fight, they were attacking from above through one of the broken glasses. While it made sense not to foolishly put their lives in danger when there was a better way to fight safely, she still didn't like it. Elizabeth was putting her life on the line, after all, trying to save these people.She grimaced as she remembered what had happened when she tried to get back inside. Even though she had been able to get past the zombies safely and reach the door, the people inside hadn't been willing to open the doors to let her in. They had been too afraid of the zombies to come in when the zombies were still at the third barrier, which was several yards away.There was literally a section where there were no zombies close to the door. They wouldn't have to worry about zombies getti
It had happened so suddenly that they ended up running past her before stopping. They immediately looked back to see her lying on the ground. Donald was hesitant, as he could see the zombies coming closer. While the zombies hadn't started running like the last group, they could suddenly change their minds if they thought the prey was running back to them.The thought of that happening was enough to keep him from going to help Betty. The others didn't have the same hesitation and rushed back to help her. Robert grabbed one arm, while Elizabeth took the other. They lifted her to her feet and helped carry her, as she didn't seem to have any strength in her legs. Seeing this was enough to spur Donald to run over to them."Give me Anna," Donald said as he held his arms out. "You take Betty."Anna jumped into Donald's arms as Elizabeth allowed Robert to take
Elizabeth couldn't tell what was happening. All she could hear was a ringing sound, and a white light filled her vision. Slowly, the white light faded as her sight returned to her, but she could still only hear ringing. Completely out of it, she tried to remember what was going on and what had happened. She felt something moving next to her and saw it was Anna.Bits and pieces were coming together. They had been implementing the second part of the plan, or rather, the backup plan. Zombies were chasing after them when they saw the pincer attack wasn't going to work for long. However, Betty had tripped, and the zombies were gaining up on them. There was no way they could get to higher ground before the zombies got to them.Then Donald did something. Her mind was still having a hard time processing what happened next as she scanned her surroundings. She could see Robert and Betty curled up
As Donald came to, he thought he was dying. Everything ached. It felt like he had been struck by lightning, hit by a car, and stuffed into a blender all at once. He hadn't thought that was possible. When he tried to move his body, nothing happened. Trying again, he found that his body just didn't want to listen to him. It was like he had no control over his body.Panic set in. How did he end up like this? He tried to remember what happened leading up to this. Zombies had been chasing after him and the others. They wouldn't have been able to get away in time, so he did something. His mind was drawing a blank as he tried to recall what he did. Had he used his power? He was certain that was what he did, but he couldn't remember the actual event.After a long time, he finally felt something. Something was touching him. The thought frightened him. Had the zombies gotten to him? When he didn't
Donald could tell she was deeply affected by his actions. They all were, even though they hadn't known each other for long. However, it wasn't like he did it because he was a heroic person. He had been in danger of dying too. If he hadn't done something, he would have been caught by the zombies, and it would be over for him. Also, he had wanted to make them further indebted to him.The more they felt like they were in his debt, the more they would give him. If he wanted information, they would remember how he supported them in their time of need. If he wanted supplies, it was only fair since he put himself in danger. Of course, he hadn't thought he would be in danger of crippling or killing himself when he had pulled that stunt.He needed to find ways to minimize the chances of an explosion happening while he learned to control his power again. Maybe he should avoid using two metal objec
"Is Uncle really going to be okay?" Anna asked as she widdled with the corners of her shirt.Before Elizabeth could answer, Betty scoffed and said, "Of course he will. Didn't you see what he did? He's tough."There was still some uncertainty in the twins' eyes, but Betty's words had seemed to do the trick. Elizabeth was relieved. She had been worried that Betty would make a snide comment or say something that would upset the kids, but she hadn't. Ever since Donald unleashed his full power to save them, Betty had mellowed out and was more calm."Okay, everyone, we need to figure out where we will be staying for the night," Elizabeth declared as she clapped her hands together.The group stared at her in confusion as Willie asked, "Aren't we going to stay here?"She winced as they glance
When Donald opened his eyes, he nearly jumped out of his skin when the first thing he saw was Robert hovering over him. That wasn't what he wanted to see first thing in the morning. Robert didn't comment on Donald's expression and simply nodded, seemingly satisfied with what he saw. He leaned back in his chair, giving Donald some space to sit up."Good morning?" Donald tentatively said this as he scanned his surroundings.This wasn't the general store. The most obvious evidence of this was that he was lying on a couch and that there was a roof over his head. These were things that the general store seriously lacked, especially as he had blown a part of the roof off with his power. For some reason, the place seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't be sure. Had he been there before?"Good morning. It's good to see you're awake. The others are still sleepi
[Congratulations.][You have survived the third wave.][All the awakened should have now faced their first proper wave.][The previous waves were nothing more than a precursor to the real waves.][Please learn from the experience and use this to grow stronger.][Do not forget that more waves of zombies will continue to happen until the source of the zombies is dealt with.][Kill the one responsible for creating the zombies if you wish to end this.][Until then, the zombies will continue to grow stronger and more dangerous.]
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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