Where Zombies Walk (Book 1 Kendra's Journey) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

It’s the aftermath of an apocalypse of life on earth as we know it.  The planet has suffered a devastating alteration to its surface composition.  Although the earth has been resilient in the face of catastrophe over the millenniums and has already begun to rejuvenate in some way or another, there is speculation that it might never completely recover from the nuclear war that raged as a last resort for the powers that be to hang onto the control of the planet and not lose it to the few humans who were assisting with the invasion of a dominant alien race.  There are only a select few areas that aren’t affected. These areas were quickly seized by the invading aliens and the humans who’d worked with them during the takeover for habitation, leaving the rest of mankind to struggle for survival in a damaged world. With many of the natural resources impaired, most of the conveniences that society enjoyed have been lost or deliberately removed b

Where there was one mountain lion, there was generally a mate.  This was her thinking as Kendra headed back out the following day with her bow slung over her shoulder.  She wanted to take advantage of the possibility of the cat’s mate still being in the area.  It wasn’t easy to come across big game that had escaped genetic mutation enough to be edible; never mind an original.  Most of what she brought home was of the aviary family.  Since her kill was a genetic original, she was fairly certain that its mate would be too.  She just couldn’t pass up the chance to build their stores of protein with quality meat. She was so lost in thought about the soups and stews that her aunt would produce with the abundance of meat that she planned on supplying with this second kill that, when she came to the kill spot from the day before, she was surprised to have arrived so soon. She heaved a sigh of disappointment when she

Ari held tight to her mare’s reins as she carefully maneuvered through the thick grove of trees that bordered Center Land Village.  She wore an expression of concern and disappointment. She’d been searching for the Schiele family for almost five years.  The girl that she met hunting on the edge of zombie territory, Kendra, fit the description, but she couldn’t be sure without knowing her family name. Was she the daughter of the two scientists who’d unleashed the zombie virus? It was well known that the child of the scientists was but an infant when they were executed and the reversal of the zombie virus was lost with the lives of the scientists, but they were banking on the fact that she was present during their discussions about it as well as during their daily routines enough for things to have been absorbed in her subconscious.  It was hoped that, with the technology available to them, there was a strong possibility that either

With their bodies exhausted and their nerves frayed from the drama and tension of the last few days, they ate a cold, light meal of jerky and raw carrots that they washed down with pine needle tea before they called it a day alongside the setting sun.Since the only protection they had was their make-shift lean-to, it was decided that they would take turns keeping watch for predators or zombies during the night.  The fire was reduced to glowing embers to prevent attracting attention, should there be someone or something in the vicinity, but it was warm enough in the season for them not to need a fire for comfort.Because Kendra was rejuvenated by her extended nap, she offered to take the first watch. Her aunt and cousin were asleep before she’d managed to settle into position for her task. She watched their chests move up and down to the rhythm of their steady breathing and sighed. Regret for not dealing with Rupert in a different way consumed her. She&rsquo

Felix proved to be a greater help than even he could imagine.  More than once, Rex praised him for his show of strength and stamina as they battled their way up the steep hillside with the heavily laden wagon. Olga worriedly monitored their progress, but said nothing. She’d overprotected her nephew because of his deformity for his entire life.  She could see now that it wasn’t a necessary thing to have done. Felix was born while they were huddled together like eggs in an egg carton in the bomb shelter. The birth was a long and complicated one. It resulted in a damaged foot for him and death for his mother.  Having assisted with the birthing, Olga carried a heavy guilt over what had happened.  It didn’t matter that none of them were trained for such an event and that they’d managed to save Felix even if they couldn’t save his mother.  She kept wondering if someone else in the group might have done it bet