How Does Zombie Apocalypse Start Novels & Stories

Her right thigh was gone and the road was covered in blood. Cole avoided the woman and just kept driving. "Curse those drug addicts. They even spread the virus. Why can't they just hide in a cave?" said Chito. "I can't even imagine that the zombie apocalypse will come true," said Cole. My two older brothers kept talking there while Coco and I were just quiet here in the back. "Shit," Coco silently sighed as he looked ahead of the car. "Oh, shit," Cole and Chito said at the same time.

But that didn’t escalate our shock, this did. We started to hear movement somewhere around the store. Ambrose was behind us, he tried to move closer, and ‘tripped’ on something and fell. Hannah pointed her torch only for us to see that a zombie held Ambrose’s leg, before any action could be taken, the zombie dug her teeth into Ambrose’s leg which made him let out a scream of horror. “Fuck!!!” I yelled and grabbed a fire extinguisher and smashed it into the Zombie’s head as she was moving towards us.

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

Pedestrians rushed from place to place, afraid to stay inside any structure for too long. Every day, the news would report extreme weather events and unexplained geological disasters. Experts offered countless theories, but no one realized that the world itself was beginning to collapse. Dean was also having a complete mental breakdown. Sometimes, the System’s warnings became so loud that he would suddenly scream. “Stop it! I know already! I’ll save her!”

The apocalypse did not start with zombies right away. That would have been too simple. First came the drought. The heat was brutal, day after day, pressing down on cities until roads cracked, crops burned, and people started fighting over bottled water in stores that had nothing left on the shelves. The electricity could not keep up. Power grids failed in waves, hospitals went dark, cooling systems died, and people who had spent their entire lives trusting walls and machines suddenly understood how thin civilization really was.

Fallon: It was kind of a crazy night. Cage had brought up a few board games, and we ended up eating far more than we should have. In fact, we made it our mission to finish as much food as possible. I don't even know why. I guess we just kept picking at the things that would go bad first. By then, the apocalypse had already been going on for a few weeks or probably over a month. At first, it spread through the rogue community.

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.

Jayden could hardly believe it. Molly was equally shocked, a mix of awe, fear, and embarrassment washing over her. She hadn't doubted Jayden for even a moment. Were it not for Ray, she would have been hit in that instant. Her gaze instinctively sought Ray, filled with a burning curiosity. Ray smiled faintly. "Although he's wrapped in thick layers outside, he's actually wearing a down jacket underneath. He wasn't at the hospital when the apocalypse struck. He came after." No explanation needed. The apocalypse began on June 1st. Who would wear a down jacket to the hospital in early summer? It was impossible.

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

Was it just a dream? Did I imagine all of it? Did I seriously think a cat could scare off those massive shepherds? No time to spiral. Thirty minutes left on the countdown. The apocalypse was about to start. *** Time was tight. Soon, the virus would spread through the air. Anyone still outside would be the first wave of zombies. I had nowhere else to go. I scooped up the three cats and slipped into the apartment complex security booth. When the countdown started, nobody showed up for work. The guards had stocked up on instant meals.