Apocalypse Bus Novels & Stories

“Oh well. Hey, you got whatever stuff you need? Because Miles is one hundred percent not kidding about being on the bus at 3:05.” “Oh crap,” I whispered, and ran out of the penthouse as fast as I could. I made it out to the bus with five minutes to spare. It was waiting outside the main circular drive in front of the hotel. The exterior was black, with ‘BIGGER’ in huge white letters on the side – plus a graphic of the .44 Magnum Smith and Wesson from their first album, only now it was about twenty feet long. Subtle.

Someone was alive inside that bus. Clara zoomed in, her heart pounding with a mix of curiosity and dread. The bus was a school bus, its yellow paint faded and chipped, its windows cracked and frosted. It had been abandoned weeks ago, its passengers presumably dead or fled. But the heat signature suggested otherwise. Someone had survived.

It was few minutes to 10am. As we alighted from the bus, I stretched my self lifting my arms to the sky. It was then that I got to sample the bus properly. It was a OWEN 34, the best luxury bus they say and the sudden break down is something I can't explain. I turned around and noticed we were in the middle of nowhere. Just a green surrounding. "Let's sit over there. " said Trevor while pointing towards a grassland. The rest of the passengers were scattered across the grasslands. Some were going deeper into the shrubs to pee. "Don't go far. The Mechanic will soon be done. " screamed the driver. The driver;a huge man in probably his late fifties. He was dark in complexion and looked more lik

Maya answered while wiping Mishka’s tears from her cheek, and then looked at Danny, “Get up and sit next to Christian. I want to sit with my sister.” Danny pouted dramatically, crossed the table and slipped next to Christian, while Maya and Mishka sat beside each other. “How is Meera Aunty and Rajiv Uncle? Mom tried to re-connect with them, but they disappeared all of a sudden.” Maya asked. “They are n-no m-more.” Mishka answered and Maya’s face lost all colour. “WHAT!?!? How??” Maya asked. “It was a ghastly bus accident. The driver was driving the bus in a drunken state in the middle of the night and the bus fell into the River Ganga after the fatal accident. All the passengers died.” Mishk

I see the lookout ahead and brace myself. We hit them hard from behind when they begin to go around the bend. The bus straightens, and we hit it again. This time, we push it to the edge. The bus is trying to go in reverse to stop us, but we're stronger. We continue to push, and it teeters for a second before falling into the ravine below. I jump out and look over just as the bus bursts into flames.

God, it still hurt. “You’re too soft, Elara.” His voice played in my head again. “You wouldn’t last a day without me.” Guess we’re about to find out. A loud screech pulled my eyes forward. The bus rolled in, darker than the sky. The headlights flickered once, then dimmed as it stopped in front of me. The driver stepped out, but didn’t say anything. Just stared straight ahead. He looked… lifeless. “Is this—uh—Nightbane?” I asked, my voice small.

I shrieked and reached even further. “Ma’am stop, the more you try, the further in she gets. And we don’t know what’s keeping this bus from crushing em, you go in there you might knock something out. We need to wait for professionals.” The car let out a whiny sound as the bus molded it’s metal. “How far away are there.” He sighed, looking away from the wreck. “They’ll be here.” I came to a sickening realization. “The bus is going to come down before that isn’t it?”

MIA'S POV The explosion tore through the bus before anyone could scream. One second we were driving through the fog, the next the entire front half was gone. Just ripped away. The driver's seat—empty. The windshield—shattered into nothing. We were falling. I grabbed Axel's arm as the bus tumbled through the void, spinning end over end. Erina slammed into the ceiling. Brady's scream cut off as he hit a window. The world was chaos—metal shrieking, glass flying, everyone being thrown around like rag dolls.

If it weren't for my wanting Sasha to receive more help, I would never have left her alone back at the base camp while Jasper and I went out in search of a larger water source. Before leaving, Jasper promised me that his parents would take good care of her in our absence. However, judging from how quickly Jasper abandoned me, I no longer trusted him with our daughter's life. I had to rush back as quickly as possible. The sun had become twice as hot and intense ever since the start of the apocalypse. My legs were shaky as I returned to the temporary shelter that the search team had built while in search of the larger water sources. When I pushed the door open, I saw that the other teams had a

Dawn was still asleep when the black private bus slowly rolled out through the garage door. In the workshop-scented half-light, the engine’s soft, steady purr filled the space like the patient breathing of some great animal. The dark windows of the body reflected the neon strips like mirrors; on the side of the bus, a discreet, barely visible emblem: no flaunting, no fanfare. Exactly what they needed.