THE CONCEPTION OF A ZOMBIE KING

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1

The hot sun burning her face woke Roosevelt up. Forgetting she was not in a bed, she rolled to the side only to fall. Now in what was called the ‘Zombie apocalypse’ by the press before total black out, she knew better than to stay anywhere. There were resurrected beings roaming everywhere and ready to pounce on anybody they could find. To prevent getting pounced upon in her sleep, she choose to sleep in a tree and fell because she rolled over. Sleeping on the ground was just liked committing suicide so now she

had to learn to get used to the body aches she felt every morning from sleeping on rough and hard surfaces. In this world where wealth no longer counted, the only luck she felt was the weapons her parents were able to purchase despite being quite unfortunate them selves.

As Roosevelt began her journey once again, she spotted a petite zombie, one that had perhaps been a cheer leader at one point in her life coming for her. Actually she wasn’t so surprised to see a zombie already, she clearly knew better than to stay put in the open for a long time.

Over the few years of the zombie apocalypse, she had travelled quite far from her actual city or even country - well there was no way to know in a world with out GPS or maps. Along the way she had met a lot of people and learnt a lot too. During her  moment of thought, the zombie had caught up with her. Thinking of its fleshy breakfast, it moved eagerly towards her, actually it was the groans and moans that woke Roosevelt from her reminisce and irritated by its looks with were now clear, she pulled her gun out of its holster and shot its head. Taking a good look at it, she almost blenched in disgust at its facial features. About half of its face had been chewed off by some other zombie and her clothes were almost completely ripped apart. Her stomach had been ripped open and her intestines had been chewed out. Roosevelt retrieved her bag from the ground where she had dropped it and

continued her journey. She had received a radio transmission a week past of a sanctuary for survivors and that was her destination for the main time. She knew she should not trust anyone but there was nothing she could do, some of the transmissions had been going on for months even after the supposed sanctuaries had stopped existing so she knew she was on a dangerous game of faith but… who cares ?. For years she had been constantly moving, trying to survive and had been feeding on stuff she could scavenge but she didn’t want that anymore, she wanted food - REAL FOOD! and that could only be found in sanctuaries according to the rumours she heard from her last group. Just the thought of food caused her stomach to grumble reminding her that she was yet to have her break fast, she opened her water pack and poured a little water to wash her mouth before retrieving a pack of French fries from her back pack.

Roosevelt had not walked for long when she noticed a farm house in the distance, but that wasn’t what caught her eyes, she still had enough ‘food’ to last about three days and since she had to carry everything she liked to take it light. At the front of the farm house however was a truck. She had been travelling for a long time on foot and the only manageable car she had seen had

been so beaten up that the ignition wouldn’t even start when she tried. Forgetting her body ache, she ran like a wild lady chased by a bear towards the house. The temptation of the truck was just too much for her. Few minutes later, she was standing in front of the farm house checking out the truck. To add to her surprise, the truck was in good shape and nothing was wrong with it. Roosevelt dropped her bags and forgetting to even check for zombies, she entered the house.

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Marvellous could only think about his life before the apocalypse, he and his friends had just narrowly escaped death by the teeth of zombies. Although they survived, one of them was terribly injured. On that night when hell broke loose, they had gone out and were having fun when the bowling room was suddenly attacked by zombies. Several people were devoured without a

chance to even turn which he was thankful for.

‘As in I never even want those stinking zombies feeding on me, the fewer the better’ he thought.

As the groans of his friend Timothy reached him, he couldn’t help but feel bad. Before the apocalypse, he was the only one among

them concerned about his build and so he was the strongest and most muscular among them, yet he could not protect his friend. A different groan apart from Timothy’s own drew his attention to his surroundings, apart from being an exercise freak he had also been a modern martial arts freak so his senses were sharper than normal and that was one of the reasons he was the group leader.

Picking his gun, he made his way towards his friends , ‘nothing will happen to them on my watch ever again’ he thought. The zombie had been sneakily making its way towards Rose and it had supressed its groans as low as possible.

“Rose watch out a zombie is coming !” he shouted. Still surprised, she could not react in time and could only reply with “What ?” as she turned to look behind. The zombie was not to close to her yet, but IT WAS FAST!!!.

“It’s a swift !” Larry suddenly shouted noticing the speed at which the zombie was moving. Within a few seconds it was just ten feet away from them. When the apocalypse began, people thought the zombies were all the same until the swifts

suddenly emerged and became the greatest fear of survivors in the apocalyptic era. They were known as zombie kings or queens depending on their genders although the queens were rare to find.

Before Rose could recover, a shot was suddenly fired followed by the sound of splitting splitting skull, all of them especially Rose stood in shock from what just happened. They turned around finally after a few seconds to see their friend Ebi.

Everyone in the group knew that she was a dare devil when she was in the mood but nobody anticipated her action, not even Marvellous was able to move.

“What in bad bitches name was that ?” Kardi J asked still overwhelmed by what just happened.

“It wasn’t a big deal actually so stop making it look like one” Ebi replied with an indifferent look on her face. During the years of the apocalypse she had become an hardened person and wasn’t anything close to the cutie doll she was then. Now she had come to a realization that if she wanted to survive, she had to hone her skills and harden even more.

“Let’s not waste time anymore, we’ve got to get going” Josh said. “Let’s get Timothy into the RV” Oki said, “we can’t stay stationary for long except we want to attract attention to ourselves”.

Mod and Emmanuel helped Timothy into the RV and off they went. Leaving their unknown future into the hands of fate.

Authors note:

I'm sorry this chapter does not have a title, I  actually suck at naming stuff so I hope you can bear with me.

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