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He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times
He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times
Author: Peachy

Chapter 1

Author: Peachy
Before Christmas, the zombie apocalypse came. My husband threw me, his wife who had just given birth, to a horde of zombies because of his lover. I was eaten alive.

My eyes snapped open and shot to the clock on the wall. December 24th. 11:47 PM.

I was back. Christmas Eve.

The final blizzard was closing in. The horde would be here in thirteen minutes.

No time.

I shoved through the crowd, sprinted to the control room, and slammed the emergency broadcast button.

A piercing alarm shrieked through the entire building.

“Everyone, listen up.” My voice echoed from every speaker. “A blizzard is approaching. Winds will hit 120 miles per hour. Temperatures will drop to minus thirty. More importantly—”

I paused for a second, watching the panicked faces on the security monitor.

“A horde of zombies is using the storm for cover. They’re closing in on us. Everyone, get to the B3 bunker. Now. This is not a drill.”

An explosion of noise erupted from the main hall.

Screams. Sobs.

People began to stampede towards the stairwells.

My assistant, Marcus, went white. “Scarlett, are you insane? Ethan didn’t give the order—”

“Where is Ethan?”

“He’s… he’s at the summit. With Chloe. They're having a Christmas party.”

I let out a cold laugh.

Of course.

Without me to stop him this time, he got his Christmas party after all.

Angry shouts rose from the hall. “Where is the Captain of the Guard? We need Ethan!”

“Who put the doctor in charge?”

I keyed the mic again.

“You want Ethan?” My voice was as cold as a blade. “Your great captain is on the summit. Having a Christmas party with his little mistress. He took all the fuel for the backup generators and hauled it up the mountain, just to light a Christmas tree for her.”

A sudden silence.

Followed by even greater chaos.

“That’s impossible!”

“Ethan would never do that!”

“She’s lying!”

Just then, the first red light on the console began to blink.

Perimeter Defense Grid: LOW POWER.

Then a second light blinked red. A third.

The technician’s face went ghost-white. He stared at the monitor. “Oh my God… the perimeter radar is offline. The infrared sensors are dead too. We’re blind.”

I pushed him aside, trying to restart the backup power.

The fuel reserve gauge read zero.

It had all been sent to the summit.

“Let me contact Ethan.”

Martha’s voice cut through the noise. She sat in her wheelchair, her face a mask of cold fury.

She activated her private comms. An encrypted unit from her days as a federal judge.

“Ethan, answer me now.”

Static hissed for a dozen seconds.

Then Ethan’s voice, tight with anger. "Mom? If Scarlett put you up to this, you can tell my 'soon-to-be-ex-wife' she's crossed a line."

In the background, I could hear Chloe's soft, soothing voice.

Martha took a deep breath. "Son, this is not a joke. The outer defenses are failing. Radar showed a massive group of hostiles approaching. You need to cut power to that Christmas tree and divert it back to the B3 defense systems, now!"

"Defense systems?" Ethan scoffed, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Mom, I checked the data myself ten minutes ago. The defense wall is secure. No signs of intrusion. All those red alerts are false alarms Scarlett triggered manually from the control room!"

I snatched the mic. "I did not! It's zombies! The sensors were physically destroyed!"

"That's enough, Scarlett!" Ethan's voice rose. "You'd sabotage the sensors just to start a panic and ruin my night with Chloe? That's a court-martial offense, Scarlett."

"Ethan, there's something in the snow out there…"

"It's your paranoia!" he snapped. "To stop you from spreading more chaos and inciting a riot out of jealousy, I've remotely locked all exit gates on the B3 level. You're safer staying put, as long as you keep your hands off the control panel."

"You locked the gates? Ethan, you'll kill everyone!"

"I'm protecting everyone from you, you lunatic!" His tone was cold, certain. "When the blizzard stops tomorrow, I'll come down with the military police. Scarlett, get ready for a court-martial."

Chloe's voice, sweet as poison, cooed through the speaker. "Aunt Martha, don't let Scarlett fool you. She's just trying to trick Ethan into coming down here so she can ruin our Christmas. Don't worry, Ethan's the best. We're perfectly safe."

"Ethan! I'm your mother, you will listen to me—"

"And *because* you're my mother, I can't let that psycho use you."

The line went dead.

He really believed I was the girl who cried wolf.

Locking the gates was his idea of "keeping the peace."

Just then, the last light on the monitor flickered out.

Darkness fell.

Marcus looked at me, his eyes filled with despair. "He locked us in… with those things."
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  • He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times   Chapter 8

    A hopeless silence fell over us.The young mother looked at her baby, and tears rolled silently down her cheeks. "I guess we're all going to die here together..."Her words were a death sentence, crushing what little hope remained.The little boy began to sob. Danny's hand, gripping his knife, was trembling.Even the ever-ruthless Chloe had a look of raw fear on her face.Cries of despair filled the helipad. It was the sound of people realizing they were about to die.But my mind was racing.There had to be a way. Something I missed.I searched my memories of my past life, every corner of the base, every pipe, every backup system...Just then, a new sound cut through the air.Not the roar of a zombie, but the thumping chop of rotor blades.Everyone stopped crying.We looked up into the blizzard-filled sky, and the silhouette of a Black Hawk helicopter grew clearer.The National Guard. They had finally broken through the storm."Here! We're over here!" Danny yelled, waving his arms with

  • He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times   Chapter 7

    The ghouls' roars filled the shelter. The shadow of death fell over everyone.As the monster lunged for her, Chloe let out a hysterical scream.She didn't dodge. She didn't run.Instead, she grabbed Ethan and shoved him directly into the path of the lunging snow ghoul."No!" I cried out.The mutant's teeth sank into Ethan's throat. Blood gushed out, staining his combat uniform.He tried to call for help, to give an order.But his windpipe was torn. All that came out was a wet, ragged gasp.Ethan's eyes went wide. He looked at Chloe in disbelief.He reached for the woman who once purred in his arms, only to find a snake."You're infected, darling," Chloe purred, her voice colder than the grave. She kicked the bleeding Ethan away. "Don't be a drain on our resources."Her words shattered the last of Ethan's illusions.He collapsed in a pool of his own blood, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. His lips moved, trying to say something, but only bloody froth came out.In that instant, a

  • He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times   Chapter 6

    Ethan's hand clamped around my neck.His fingers tightened, a rough vise. Air vanished. Death was here, right now.I clawed at the air, desperate. My lungs burned. Nothing."You ruined everything..." he snarled, every word laced with murder. "My base, my life, my mother!"I raked my nails down his arm, anything to buy one more second of life.His SEAL training taught him perfect control.He wouldn't kill me quickly. He would make me feel it.My vision blurred. My mind started to slip.I was falling into an abyss.Just then, Chloe's venomous voice slithered into my ear. "Yes! That's it, Ethan! Think about it. Where did all the medicine in the base go?"Her words made his grip loosen just a fraction. I gasped for air like a drowning woman breaking the surface.But I knew it was just a breath before the storm hit again."The antibiotics. The painkillers. The insulin," Chloe hissed, her voice dripping with venomous glee. "She's a doctor. She took it all for some secret experiment! Those di

  • He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times   Chapter 5

    The mutated zombie’s claws tore through Jenkins’s chest.He was dragged off the terrace before he could even scream."Fire! Fire!" Ethan shrieked.Gunshots cracked through the night sky. But the creatures were too fast.They had evolved in the bitter cold. White fur. Beast-like speed.A single bite snapped Rodriguez's neck. The blood froze instantly."Fall back! To the base!"Ethan grabbed Chloe and scrambled for the snowmobile. The two remaining guards laid down suppressing fire.I was right behind them.Not to save them.The monsters were after me, too.The snowmobile's engine sputtered in the biting cold.Ethan's hands were shaking."Hurry! Hurry!" Chloe screamed.A zombie leaped onto the back. I blew its head off with the shotgun. Black blood splattered across Chloe's face.Her scream was louder than the engine.We tore down the mountain path. The snarls behind us grew fainter.But a greater hell was waiting for us.The main building of the base was on fire.The fire was the least

  • He Fed Me To Zombies Nineteen Times   Chapter 4

    Heavy footsteps crunched in the snow.Three guards came down the slope. Two of them carried a stretcher.Jenkins was the youngest, just twenty-three.When he saw the mangled remains, his face went pale."Sir… the body…" Jenkins stammered. "The shape of it… it looks like Judge Martha."Rodriguez shot him a glare."Shut your mouth! The Captain said it was a trick.""But, Rodriguez, look at the size of the hand, and that ring—""I said shut up!" Rodriguez snapped. "The Captain is always right! That crazy woman would do anything!"Jenkins opened his mouth, then closed it. He said nothing.They roughly shoveled the mess of flesh into a body bag.Then they dragged me up from the snow.My mind was still numb.Martha's blood was on my face, already starting to freeze.The cabin was warm as a spring day.A fire roared in the hearth.That goddamn Christmas tree dominated the living room, its lights blinking obnoxiously.Chloe was curled up in Ethan's arms, wearing a red silk nightgown.She looke

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