Characters In Call Of Duty Zombies นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dead bodies of vampires added to the dry bones were already present and the foul smell of their blood hadn't gotten accustomed to my nose yet. I didn't realise I sat down beside someone until I heard him clear his throat. I looked to my side and saw Tyler looking at me compassionately. "Are you…okay?" I looked away, "I will be." The car started and we were already on the road and gone from that dreadful site. "I'm glad you're alive." That was the last sentence I heard before my eyes gave into the sleep that took over me. •••••••••• I stood in the middle of a pile of dead bodies. Werewolves…Vampires…I didn't know, but they were died.

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

Damien said, still looking at his dead pack member. "Everyone, pack up. We're leaving!" Alex mind linked the entire squad. Damien immediately transformed into his wolf and went back to the pack house. Those who were to stay behind on patrol duty, took their positions, whilst those who weren't got into the cars and drove off. They also took the dead pack member's body for proper identification.

*Amber* Kattie and I have just stepped out of the dank basement, having sent our members off on their sales routes, when we find Zombie standing in front of us, flanked as always by his usual bodyguards… Alec, Sam, and Shine. “Morning, ladies,” Zombie greets us, flashing that infuriatingly smug smile. He acts like he is surprised to see us, though it’s clear he has been waiting. “We don’t have time for idiots,” Kattie snaps, her irritation palpable. Mornings have worn on her more than usual lately, and I know better than to provoke her at this hour.

Kimberly looked at the horizontal scar that ran across the man’s left cheek which was a constant reminder of one of the missions they had embarked upon. A suicide bomber had ran into her team, causing most of them to take shrapnels to their limbs and torsos. She was lucky to have come out unscathed. “Look over there” Their guide said pointing to a cloud of dust from afar. Kimberly immediately looked into her binoculars and saw a vehicle speedingly approaching the huts, while leaving a trail of dust behind. The childen stopped their game and watched the old pickup truck come to a halt. Three men alighted from the vehicle, entered one of the huts and dragged out five people with hoods over the

All he needed was a chance as he began to plot his next line of action while he vent out his anger on the zombies. He just sat on the chair, and was puffing out smoke from his cigarette, he did not care what the zombies were doing. If they were doing the job or fighting and killing themselves, he did not care. There was only one name that he could think of. And that was "FREDDY!" *.*.* Tabitha stared at the disfigured body of Jasper on the ground, lying lifeless. She has eaten everything that there was to eat in him and had drained him of his blood.