How Does Zombie Apocalypse Start Novels & Stories

Turns out, all our worries about shortages were mostly unfounded, but I was left with a sour taste in my mouth as I swiftly redirected my mind from the dark direction it’d been heading down. No one my age had popped up out of the woodwork throughout the years, telling me that I was extremely lucky for my dad’s foresight in getting our family to safety, but it also meant that I would ultimately find myself alone at eighteen in a post-apocalyptic environment. It didn’t exactly paint a promising picture of any shred of happiness I could expect to find, providing I managed to make it somewhere safe out there without dying first, that was. I wasn’t sure how my dad had known what was coming or whe

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

“As for the blood. Yes, I do require occasional regeneration of blood into my system. It’s a major flaw in genetic composition that we can’t regenerate our blood to the degree necessary without a little help. That doesn’t mean we run around draining our victims dry. We take just a small amount. Those of us in the medical profession are lucky enough to tap into the blood banks. Those who are not, well, they find willing donors. When that isn’t possible, they’ll take from animals. I would think you’d find that far better than eating human brains. There’s no possibility of surviving that process like there is with blood donation.” “I’ve been sleeping with a vampire,” I said in a half-dazed

He kept quite for a while and watch me pieces my gun and assemble it back with keen interest. It's been three weeks since the virus broke out with half of the population infected with it. Civilization is gradually going into extinction since there's no communication network anymore, the city already shut down it's power system two days after the virus broke out and now, surviving is not an easy task since food and water are now scarce. "Will she survive it?" Austin's voice jolt me out of my thoughts. "I'm gonn' be honest with you, I've never seen someone survive a scratch from an infected for 2 hours, but her case is different. She survived a bite for 2 days now. It's really weird" I told hi

I lifted my head to see what happened to Apocalypse. To my surprise was there a big hole in the ceiling and lots of debris and rubble mixed with wooden beams. I got up and walked over to what was over of the ceiling. I heard some groans coming from under the debris. Apocalypse was barely alive and stuck under big stone pieces and wooden beams. “You have to do better and more than this to stop me, you pathetic woman.” She coughed and spitted a clot of blood.

I remembered the first day of the apocalypse when cities turned into hell on earth as the streets filled with screams and blood. I remembered the countless deaths I'd seen over the last three years. The elderly, the children, my comrades, and those strangers. I remembered the people who were killed by their loved ones because of infection, and those who turned into zombies in the depths of despair. "I'll do it," I said. Uriah was so ecstatic that he almost jumped out of his chair. Iris merely nodded, as if she had expected my answer all along. In the days that followed, I became the research center's most special "guest".

Meanwhile, the zombies had already begun swarming up from below. The Soldatos immediately fired their submachine guns continuously, putting so many bullet holes in the attacking zombies they might as well have been sieves. Papa's back was broad and reliable in this apocalyptic world. I feared nothing as long as he was there beside me. When we finally rushed out of the apartment building, I realized that the scene outside was far more horrific than I had ever imagined. The streets were littered with burning vehicles and mangled corpses missing a limb or two, and zombies swarmed the streets in hordes.

"How stupid can you be? Do you think I'd ever trust you? Go ahead and open the case. There's a surprise inside." With trembling hands, Clara opened the case she had guarded so desperately. Inside it was a chunk of rotting meat that was soaked through with an extract that would lure zombies. Smiling softly, I said, "That's why you ran into zombies on the safest route." Clara began to tremble violently. Her mouth moved as she tried to say something. But in the next second, the zombies lunged at her again. They had their fill, so they took their time to savor her bit by bit.

Poppy raised her eyebrows mischievously. Poppy went back into her tent to get her magic bag. Jason and Lily looked at each other in confusion. It didn't take long for Poppy to come out of her tent. Poppy reached into her magic bag and took out a wooden box. Seeing something suspicious, Jason and Lily decided to approach Poppy to see what she had taken out. “No way! You have chicken too?!” Jason had to cover his mouth so their neighbors wouldn't hear him scream. Who would believe that Poppy could have a box full of neatly cut chicken meat in the middle of an apocalypse like this?

"How rude. Who raised her in some backwater place? She's nothing like Giselle…" "Mom, don't mind her. I have something important to tell you," Giselle said, pulling Mom aside. My curiosity piqued, I slipped after them quietly. "Mom, Dad, don't be afraid. Everything I say is true…" After they nodded, she continued, "I've actually been reborn. In just a few days, zombies will appear, and the apocalypse will arrive. Many people will awaken powers, but our family won't be so lucky. Almost none of us will develop abilities."