Apocalypse Ocs Novels & Stories

Ronan muttered. “Don’t get too comfortable,” Ara cut in, voice heavy. They all stopped and looked at her. Ara stood at the edge of the trees, eyes fixed on the red numbers still ticking in her vision. “We didn’t stop Ramsdale Hawkins,” she said quietly. “He has the authorization. Based on my last timeline… the apocalypse begins in exactly seven days.”

Justin asked, his eyes turning hard and dark. "She is outside, " I said simply. My voice was flat empty of any emotion. "I threw her to the horde. There are no ends here. Not anymore." Justin stayed quiet for a moment. He did not look shocked. He did not tell me I was a monster. He just nodded slowly, his grip tightening on my shoulder in a show of support. He understood the rules of the world just as well as I did. In the apocalypse mercy was another way to commit suicide.

"This is designed for long-term survival. You're preparing for something specific." "I don't know what you mean." Jessica met Maya's eyes. "I'm not stupid, and I'm not my brother. I saw the climate data you shared with Sarah Thompson. Her computer was open when I stopped by NOAA last week." Maya's blood turned to ice. "Extreme cold event," Jessica continued. "Catastrophic system collapse. February 14th, according to your projections." She smiled, almost relieved. "You're preparing for the apocalypse. And you're doing it in secret because no one would believe you."

… Five years later, the first ray of sunlight finally broke through the thick, dark clouds and cast over the earth. An excited voice crackled over the radio. "Attention all survivors! The National Academy of Science has successfully developed a cure for the zombie virus! The apocalypse is over, and we've won!" Deafening cheers thundered through the base. I stood on the wall and watched as the sun slowly rose over the horizon, while Mom and Dad stood beside me, looking healthy and spirited. Dad patted my shoulder and grinned. "Shall we have a feast tonight to celebrate?" Mom smiled and nodded. "This time, we don't need bulletproof glass. Let's open the windows and get some fresh air in."

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out at the apartment building in the distance. Flames were shooting into the sky, and faint screams carried through the air. Linda and Tyler had hidden from the zombies by climbing into a dumpster downstairs. They were curled up in the reeking trash, shivering as they fought over half a moldy bread roll someone had thrown away. Meanwhile, I took a sip of hot soup, warmth spreading through my whole body. This was what apocalypse life was supposed to feel like. Over the next three days, I followed Duke’s guidance and swept up supplies from nearly half the city.

I kicked back and relished the show as Christopher and Sally unwrapped their surprise. When they finally got home, the looks on Chloe's and Howard's faces were priceless. It was only in that moment that he realized I had known all along, but by then, it was tragically too late. The apocalypse had arrived. Hordes of haunts had descended upon us, turning the world into a living nightmare in the blink of an eye. Someone was walking down the street when, without warning, their head suddenly came off. Before long, the haunts had devoured both the head and the body of the unlucky soul.

It was a world away from the raw desire and affection he showed Athena. This was the man I had loved for years. “Alright. Whatever you say.” I pretended to be compliant, but inwardly, I felt nothing but disgust. The frozen apocalypse would begin in two days, and they would get exactly what they deserved. Soon enough, the apocalypse began. At first, the temperature dropped to 14 °F. At first, no one paid it any mind. They thought it was just an unusually cold winter that year. But when the temperature fell to –4 °F, people finally began to realize something was wrong.

Hermosa pov My last prayers.I gulped. Why was she being this hard on me? I had given up on Rapheal and his love, yet she wouldn't let me be. "Eleanor, listen to me," I begged, desperate now. "Rapheal doesn't care about you or me, but both of us can make him pay." "Pay!" Her tone rose high, the wind scattering my hair. I realized I was on the rooftop with her. She flashed a torchlight in my direction, blinding me as I covered my eyes with my palm, attempting to stop the painful glare. "It's not every day I see an Omega trying to bring down an Alpha. Unfortunately for you, your death is better for both of us."

"I just think she's a good girl, so I couldn't help saying a few words. As the saying goes, when flowers are in bloom, pick them while you can—don't wait until there are no flowers left and break a branch in vain." Ray said lazily, "Oh right, I forgot to mention—I've got one, two, three, four… over twenty flowers at home." Principal Rucker rolled his eyes and stood up. "Pretend I said nothing." Another three days passed. Checking the calendar, it was already October 1st. The apocalypse had begun on June 1st—exactly four months ago. Four months? Ray stared at the phone screen, momentarily dazed. Only four months? He had thought several years had passed. Yet, it had only been four months.

After returning to Camp Arthor, I settled all of Sasha's paperwork and placed her at the hospital while Leo stayed by my side and followed me around. "You know that you don't have to keep following me around, don't you? I'm just a regular researcher now," I said with a sigh. After arriving at this base camp, the water crisis had been temporarily resolved for now. But there was an even greater challenge on the way, and it required more attention. Every researcher was desperately trying to find a way to end the apocalypse.