not yet titled but i guess you could say its a zombie kind of story yay another zombie story ...

not yet titled but i guess you could say its a zombie kind of story yay another zombie story ...

VileDischarge's picture

 

 It started not to long ago like a a plague it came, infecting every one at first it was normal flu symptoms coughing the first day, sore throat the next, by the third day people vomiting  up thick amounts of coagulated dark almost black blood. the streets splattered red, hospitals crowded no one being seen for the doctors too were infected. the ones not sick stayed in doors as to not catch what ever it was. it hit to hard to fast for any one to realize the epidemic at hand on the fourth day mass chaos in one fucked up day the world, the human race was brought down to its knees. the ones in doors found it being ripped down by crazy, pale figures with white eyes, clothes blacked down the middle from the dark blood  with a hunger that could never be filled. The terror in the eyes of the uninfected as they were eaten alive screams for help all over, as if it was the world screaming and crying out in pain to stop the madness. 

 

Most immune to the air born virus, quickly found out they were not immune to the bite of the infected. It was as if God had said fuck the world, turned HIS BACK AND LET HIS LAST PLAGUE CONSUME US ALL!. and yet there were survivors both immune to the air and the bite (even tho many dare not to test if they were immune to the bite). forced to roam the now torn down society of mankind a new chapter to the human race is about to begin. a chapter filled with danger, untold horror, mystery, action, and excitement. welcome to THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE. 

 

 

 

* TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS I GUESS YOU WOULD SAY PROLOG TO STORIES I AM ABOUT TO WRITE COMEING SOON OF COURSE HEH. WELL IF PEOPLE LIKE IT I GUESS ILL HAVE TO O_o BECAUSE I WAS BOARD AND WROTE ALL THIS AT THE TOP OF MY HEAD WELL NOT ALL OF IT I DELETED AND ADDED WHY AM I DRIFTING NOW IM TALKIGN TO MY SELF SHIT.. ANYWAS LEAVE ANY KIND OF FEED BACK GOOD BAD AND THE UGLY THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME  ~VILE DISCHARGE ;)

 

                                                             DAY ONE

 

             It was a miracle George Samson thought to himslef, sitting in the basement of the Harklens Apartments with two others who had survived the chaotic, gruesome night before hand, one of the surviviors was Gina Wells George's neighbor a a petit woman, with shoulder length blonde hair tied back in to a pony tail, thick glasses, small breast, in a dull black dress that seemed like nun would ware, she was a shy girl and highly religious but that never stoped george to try and woe her. George was not religious at all really, nor had he seen much of any woman anyways, because george a skinny young man, average height, with messy brown hair spent most of his time cooped up in his apartment fiddling on his computer. the other person in the basement with them was Ryan Young a business man, or atlest the suit he was wareing lead people to believe, was a handsome young man, tall stature, slick back dark hair, pointy nose and a square jaw, with a frown on his face that seemed to never go away as if all his life he was disapointed and nothing could make him happy.

Ryan paced back and forth, out of frustation or annoyance maybe both because at the situation at hand or his presant company was for him to know, "so what happens now?" Ryan asked aloud to get a responce from one or both of the other two people. "we wait" said George "we wait for the army to come along, or some one to come i mean they have to right?" he was trying to convince himself more then Gina or Ryan. "we wait?" Ryan said his face squinched together his voice full of doubt and his eyes looking at George that could have burned a hole right through him "wait?!, for the army are you fucking serious George, the army? dont you think they would have been here by now and if not that you want to wait for some one to stroll on by playing hero to come and save us for fuck sake george pull your fucking head out your ass" George just sat at his cornor saying nothing his elbows dug deep in his knees, chin resting on his hands, and now after what Ryan had just said staring at the floor. how was he to know what to say? he was only tyring to bring hope or a bit of light on the situation he had thought to him self, what is going on all around us is real and we cant lose our heads. at that moment Gina didnt know what to think or say she was to scared to be yelled at, but on ethin gon her mind gave  her the courage to speak "im hungry"

So should she be, when things went from bad to hell she didnt think about getting something to eat or drink, while she was being chased by blood staned husks which used to be people she knew and recognized, fearful of her life running as hard as she could she rushed in a random room slamed the door behind her she could her fist banging on the door and fingernails clawing there way though the wood, she backed up not knowing what to do, tears running down her face and droping to the floor Ryan Young grabed hold of her holding her tight as she screamed and fought hard he told her to calm down, that he knows a way out of here but she  has to be fast and follow him. a door that was not being ripped and torn down by the mosters just outside was the only way out, Ryan closed his eyes and hoped that nothing was standing there he ripped open the door and ran down the hall following behind him not missing a step was Gina they had both made it to the stairwell, down and down they went till they had made it to the first floor passing by people crying, screaming for help, as they were being biten flesh torn from bone. they had open the stairwell door to see the exit, exit to the streets glimpse of people running scared and being chased, fires that glistened on the blood that stained the door way out to the streets. Gina was ready to drop to her knees to her a deep hopelessness stuck her in the heart going back up was useless and going outside was suicidal she was ready to give her self up to god for it seemed thats what he wanted at that moment she had heard a voice, a voice calling out "hurry this WAY HURRY!" it yelled when she looked she had seen George his head pokeing out a door in the middle of the hall way. Gina and Ryan ran for the door it closed behind them as George told them to run down the stairs to the door that lead to the basement, they had entered the basement safe atlast if only for a lil while Gina told her self.

She prayed for all the people that had died today and the souls going to travel to heaven and she also prayed to the people she had not the courage to save when running down the stairwell, prayed to god to forgive her for her she was a coward, in not helping her fellow man she had prayed all night till the next day only going to sleep for a couple of hours. Ryan and George sat all night listeing to the horror that was happening all around them.....

 

 

 

ALL RIGHT THIS IS MY SECOND FUCKING TIME WRITTING THIS, ITS  ABIT DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I DID JUST WRITE NOT A LOT UST A BIT AND SORRY FOR THE MISSPELLING AND ALL THAT BUT I WROTE THIS KIND OF MAD AND DRUNK AND JUST WNATED TO GET IT OUT THERE WELL HOPE YOU ENJOY IT AND IF YOU DO FEEDBACK WOULD BE GREAT TELL ME WHATS WRONG OR IF ITS GOOD ALL THAT CRAP SORRY IT TOOK A LONG TIME TO GET IT ON BUT MY COMPUTER BROKE, AND THIS IS NOT WHAT I WROTE WHEN I WAS WRITEING DOWN FOR A LONG TIME ITS THE BASE OF IT BUT I ADDED A LOT MORE SO HOPE  YOU LIKE AND THANK YOU FOR TAKEING THE TIME TO READ IT

                The thought of food raced in there minds, hungry pain was setting in on them as well.

they looked blanky at one another wating to see if one or the other says something, anything about where to get food. george was the first to speak up "there is a vending machine a few doors down the hall" they looked at each other again, going outside the door is a risk, but it is a risk some will have to take its either to die in basement of starvation or some one will be a meal for the things that are now roaming aimlessly right outside the door, the door that has kept them alive, the door that is keeping them safe for the time being, the door they all thought the door.

         Ryan stood up "im not the one to go outside and risk my self for YOU people" George stood up "well you cant just pick who goes and who stays i think we should vote or flip a coin draw straws. i dont want to go either but some one has to go or we're going to just die down here" Ryan stepped right up to George looking down on him being inches taller then him "well i vote that you go if your so worried about it" George put  his head down and took a step back Gina now stood up but keeping her eyes to the floor "i think straws would be best the shortest one goes" she gave a weak smile. Ryan gave a chuckle "PERFECT STRAWS you know what i just so happend to have left all my fucking starws in my room, could you wait well i go get them?" George sighed, shook his head "shut up Ryan" he said under his breath. Gina reached in her pocket and pulled out a quarter "a coin then?" she sad.

         They had worked out a system of who would lose and have to go get food, the coin was flippled and flipped, heads and tails being called in the air, it was Gina and Ryan it was up to this flip of the coin that would determine who would go George flipped it for them, all eyes watching as it danced in the air, Ryan not worried at all he told him self he had lost he was not going anyways, he was just playing along and if he so happend to win, he would not have to argue with them about not wanting to go. Gina on the other hand held her breath, eyes closed tight, not watning to think of going out there alone. Just then George had cuaght the coin and slapped his hand over it. Gina opend her eyes with a jolt through her body, the slaping of his hands had startled her. he slowly raised his hand it was tails. Ryan gave a dead look at Gina, she could swear he was smileing at her, his cold dead eyes just looking at her as he turned around sat down "o well Gina, looks like your going bring back something good will you" George held her hand, told her he will go in her place, she refused she had lost and she wants to keep her word, Geroge insisted that he goes. Ryan stood up "wait wait you mean to tell me we played that fucking game for nothing? if your willing to go anyways? you just wanted me to go didnt you, you lil fucking prick i should just throw you out that...." "stop" Gina yelled tears rolling down her face "Geroge is not going i am thats why we played the game to see who goes and i.. i lost" Ryan looking at both of them "good fucking god you two are just a fucking pair huh" Gina looked at Ryan "please dont take the lords name in vain" Ryan stared right at her his face a lil annoyed "did you just tell me what i cant do" George steped between him and Gina "lets just calm down and let her get whats in the vending machine" Ryan agreed they opend the basement door, walked up the stairs to the last thing standing in there way of being alive and being dead.

 

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twistedstoryteller123's picture

To be honest, I like this idea. It could work. A zombie plague starting out as a bad flu, sounds interesting. Good work.

littleboo's picture

Very cool, I love it. Great idea for a zombie story. Keep it coming.

VileDischarge's picture

well i think the subject says it all dont you thin?

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as it says added more

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