LOGINI kicked the gun out of her grip before she could fire again.Then I planted my fist right in her face, knocking the crazy bitch out effectively.The gun lay discarded on the floor. It was a shame to let it lie there unused, so I placed it in my belt next to my knife, turning to Jeremy. "What the hell does the system..."My voice trailed off. There was a red spot spreading across the blue material of his borrowed cotton shirt.The first bullet had definitely met its mark.It was right over his heart, a fatal wound without immediate medical attention.But Jeremy was still standing, coughing a bit, but fine."How... you're injured. She shot you!"He pulled down his shirt just enough to reveal the bullet wound. The metal piece had lodged itself inside his chest, not so deep that I wouldn't be able to pull it out with my basic knowledge of first aid.Letting that bullet stay in would cause major issues."It's already closing," he said, stunned.I couldn't help but mirror his shock. How wa
Her back pressed against the hood of the car like a cornered animal.[Hostile detected. Threat level: level B]The zombie appeared right behind her, probably having heard all the noise.Before it could attack, I was already next to her, snatching my knife away and sliding across the hood of the car.Before the zombie could snarl, the knife was already buried to the hilt in its neck.The woman screamed behind me, taking uneven steps back until her body went crashing down.Jeremy caught her before she could face-plant, hoisting her back to her feet."Still think we're your enemy?" I asked, smirking.She gulped, her body trembling so hard I was shocked she could remain upright. "What are you?""Clock's ticking, darling. Are you in or are you dead?" I replied, stretching the dagger out so the hilt faced her.She could take it and try to attack, or she could join our little group of freaks while we made our way across the country for my sweet revenge.Telling her what we were would only ca
His body twitched way more than once before finally, slowly, getting off the ground, growling lowly.His wife screamed.It took me a second too long to realise they weren't just screams and were actual words."Emily! Go, go right now!"Her body thrashed, fighting against Jeremy's grip on her.The question of who Emily was didn't fully leave my mouth before the Honda zoomed off, fast. Too fast to be caught, even with our abilities."There were three of them, dammit," Jeremy growled, dumping the woman onto the floor.Her body slumped before she crawled back, eyes wide and fixed on her husband. Or more accurately, his corpse.The man rose to stand, his eyes bloodshot, red streams of blood flowing out of every hole in his head.He lunged for me, and my fingers flexed around my knife, but Jeremy caught him mid-blow, sending the zombie flying to the side.It snarled, standing to its full height again.I heard footsteps behind me, turning just in time to see the woman snatch my blade from my
It took me a moment to understand fully what I was looking at.The woman stared back at me, rifle in hand, aimed at my face. "What the hell are you? Say something before I blow your zombie brains out!"My feet remained frozen in place, my lips pressed shut. It felt like so long ago since I'd seen normal humans that weren't infected.Because of my lack of an answer, she lifted her gun higher, probably to act on her threat, though she never got the chance to.Jeremy snatched the tip of the rifle, yanking it away from her before her finger could press on the trigger.She screeched, darting after the gun until a hand came from the front seat and dragged her back.For a second, a scream almost tore from my throat.Then I opened the door to the driver's seat to reveal a man, middle-aged, about the same age as the woman in the back.They looked nothing alike, so they were probably married."Who the hell are you?" he asked, echoing his wife.He didn't seem armed from what I could tell, and hi
My head tilted back to the car surrounded by zombies. "Could there be people in there?""In this wasteland, where else would the system want us to search?" Jeremy glanced back too.The car slowly came to a halt, and my fingers tightened around the wheel on instinct."Why would we need to recruit anyone anyway?" I asked, groaning. "You think they're also zombie hybrids like us?""Probably. Why else would the system want us to recruit them?""Let's just go back and check. I don't have time for this," I said, switching the gear to reverse."Where are you in such a hurry to get to? Last I heard, the world kind of shut down when it got destroyed."I wasn't ready to explain to him what my intentions were. I certainly wasn't about to tell him my plan to haul my ass all the way to the stronghold in Manhattan where the survivors were said to be.My reason for going there wasn't for the cheap illusion of safety, no.Jason and Maya were heading there. And I couldn't help but feel curious about w
Ding! [Transport located on this highway. Points allocated depend on the quality of the vehicle.]"Think we can get any points for just walking?" Jeremy mumbled, his eyes fixed on the horde of vicious zombies.Surprisingly, the system replied with a sharp and nonchalant no that had my eyes widening a bit."We're level A zombies. Right in the middle of the food chain. We might not have crossed paths with any higher ranks, but I don't want to push our luck. Walking isn't an option."I nudged him forward a bit with my shoulder until we were both making our way to the highway.The place smelled of burning flesh and fuel. Cars had crashed when their owners turned while driving.The doom and despair were almost impossible to bear.Our bodies were crouched down, sneaking through each car while trying to locate a decent one that might at least be functioning.Each one had an issue, though. It was either surrounded by zombies, had a zombie in it, was upside down, or was just burnt too badly to







