Attacking Zombie Puppet Novels & Stories

A long, dark red piece of intestine was still hanging from the corner of its torn mouth. "Roar!" The zombie let out an inhuman howl and dropped the piece of flesh in its hand before charging at Julian like a rabid animal. "Get away! Get away from me!" Julian was absolutely terrified and swung the kitchen knife wildly, hacking at the zombie's head. But long-term starvation had left him slow and weak. The slash missed the zombie's head and landed on its shoulder instead. With a crack, the rusty kitchen knife sank deep into the gap near the zombie's collarbone and stuck there.

Carl threatened, his breath coming in wild, panicked gasps. “Don't listen to him! Just capture this demon!” the Baron cried out, holding back tears at the corners of his eyes. “Oh, so you're that eager to die?” “If my death can put an end to a demon like you, then I will gladly give it!” Kaelus did not halt his advance for a single second. His sharp eyes analyzed the situation in a fraction of a millisecond—calculating the distance, the angle of a strike, and the speed of an opponent whose footing was already faltering from terror.

At the base entrance, the guard stopped us for the usual inspection. “Your infection test came back negative, right?” I nodded. The guard was just about to let me through when Ethan Cross, the team’s new medic, suddenly spoke up. “Wait, Captain. What about that scratch on your arm from the mutated rat?” The air froze. The guard’s expression changed at once. “Captain Hale, is that true?” I gritted my teeth. “It is. But the wound has already been treated, and I have antibodies.” “I’m carrying a top-level mission. I need to enter the base immediately.” The guard hesitated, his hand already moving toward the gate controls. But Ethan stepped across my path and blocked me. “Captain! Y

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

My chest beat faster “Who do you need the healing stone for? Tell me at once. Who do you need it for?” Silence. The magic was really wearing off. “Tell me at once! Tell me right now! Who do you need it fo—.” My body fell straight to the ground and the last thing I remembered seeing was a red glow in her eyes, staring deeply into mine. And fangs. I saw fangs. But maybe it was just my hallucinations.

I say in a soft voice, not wanting to scare her, Anthony immediately pulls the gun back looking towards where she was. Adam saw this as a chance to get the upper hand punching Anthony around the face, Anthony drops the gun holding his face. Adam lunges at him knocking him to the floor, I run over scooping Amelia up in my arms moving further into the kitchen away from any fists or bullets, that might make their way around the room. They struggle on the floor for awhile I didn't even know if anyone was winning, eventually Anthony boots Adam in the stomach sending him flying to the floor, he grabs the gun getting up pointing it down at Adam who was laying on the floor. Adam turns to me and Amel

"Now, get up zombies~…guys remember, fighting a foe with no brain is easy..look at the movement..to big and flawed…always plan your move…always be on top of your opponent moves..it's going to swing it's right hand now…so, dodge and attack.." Though he make it sound simple and easy, the bystander only saw a flash, the Zombie hulk swung it remaining arms wide but before it's even reach the nonchalant man, the man disappeared from where he stand and appeared behind the zombie hulk, now the zombie lost another of it's arm, the arm were send flying across the room and splattered itself on the far right wall. "Now that this thing doesn't have any way to attack..all we have to do is disable it's mo

She picked up a huge shard of glass and passed it to Adam. Adam lunged forward as the old man reached out to grab her. The glass punctured him in the chest once again and he seemed to lose his balance. "Melissa, I thought we were going to stick together?" Brie thought sounding confident would be helpful, but her sobs began to hiccup with urgency. She turned around and watched as Mr Anderson pulled himself to his feet and growled impatiently. His eyes weren't moving, nor were his facial features. It was like any aspect of the man before was gone. This wasn't Mr Anderson. It was a monster.

Then, he remembered that he had a classmate who was a baseball player and always hide his baseball bat inside the cleaning cabinet because his baseball seniors always target him to bully until his body has black and blue bruises. Fortunately, Zack Flint's seat was nearby the cleaning cabinet so he hurriedly look for the baseball bat while his zombie classmates ran on his directions. Now, their movements are agile and fast. One of the zombie classmates opened her mouth and ready to bite down his back but was beaten down because of a strong impact of his swing. He unhesitatingly swings the baseball bat every time a zombie classmate was so close to him. "Aim at their heads!" a woman's voice sou

Dan gripped a machete in his hand, but it was useless against mutated zombies. Just as one of them lunged forward, about to bite through Dan’s neck, I stood on the second-floor balcony, holding a cup of coffee, calmly looking down at the scene below. “Ruth,” I said lightly, “they’re too loud.” From the shadows behind me, Ruth stepped forward and simply glanced down at the yard. “Boom!” In an instant, the zombies were crushed flat against the ground by the overwhelming force of gravity. The sound of bones shattering rang out, and a moment later, they were all reduced to pulp.