Marvel Universe Zombies Novels & Stories

“I found the horde. I think it’s worth asking them for help.” “Say what?” Jasper incredulously exclaimed. “Ask the zombies for help?” “Why not?” Ben asked. “You said yourself that it was the zombie venom that killed the vampires. Thanks to you, they’re immune to the werewolf bite and the wolves haven’t got their powers enhanced enough to go into a den full of vampires. The zombies are our surest bet.” Jasper chose to ignore the dig about the fact that the vampires were immune to the werewolf bite because of him. It was a fact, but it didn’t mean that Ben needed to rub it in. Even so, it wasn’t the time for conflict over ego and hurt feelings.

“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.”

Regular pistols can't kill them unless you get a headshot. Kevin was a martial king, yet he was visibly traumatized. Chantelle, Natasha, and Ralph had not even seen what had attacked them, yet their faces had already gone pale. Even Tiana, who had been obsessively focused on the treasure, was starting to second-guess everything. Her expression turned ghost-white. "Fast and bulletproof? Is it a zombie? Did something crawl out of a grave?" Logan suddenly blurted out. This scared the others even more, making their faces turn white.

They are dangerous. If ever Dr. Jhero orders them to attack us, to kill us, or to eat us alive, they wouldn't hesitate to do it. They've gone out of their mind and lost control over their body. And I just notice it now, their eye color changes too. Those who were turned into zombies, none of them have their original eye color. Because their irises were now blue, like those blue that you see on computer screens.

Driven by the scent of the meat, the zombies would mindlessly keep running forward nonstop. The cages were connected directly to generators, which meant those zombies would now produce electricity for me day and night. A few more setups like this, and I’d never have to worry about power again. After solving the electricity problem, the system rewarded me with another huge batch of survival points. And I had already spent part of those points preparing a little surprise for Sharon. The moment Sharon noticed the facial recognition scanner on the gate, her eyes lit up with excitement. The two of us looked almost identical.

He turned and ordered, "Drag her to the outer quarantine zone and tie her to the post. Without my permission, no one is to give her a clean death!" Hearing such a cruel command, and with Madeline's manipulation still hanging over them, not a single squad member stepped forward to object. Two of them hauled me up and dragged me away. Suddenly, roars erupted from all directions. It was worse than anything we had heard before. The zombies that had been pushed back earlier were now swarming in from every side, moving terrifyingly fast. "How do they still have the strength to break in? T-They… They've evolved!" Julian screamed in panic. His voice was shaking uncontrollably.

I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head. The crunch of bone. Black blood splattered across my face. The zombie collapsed, but Catherine was already gone. She was still clutching her rosary beads. “It’s not safe anymore,” I said, wiping the blood from my cheek. “The vents are compromised. They can get in from anywhere.” Marcus’s voice shook. “We need Ethan back… only he knows how to reboot the defense system’s manual mode…” Just then, Martha’s wheelchair rolled up. Her face was chalk white.

“Havermouth needs to know what happened to their loved ones who were trapped in the hospital when this happened.” “Alright,” Heath gestured to the man with the flame thrower. “Let’s hope our zombie friend is the only survivor in there, and we’re not about to release a pack of face eating monsters into the hallway.” “Aim for the head with your weapons,” Talen advised grimly as they returned. “And the joints. They will find it harder to attack effectively without limbs, or eyes.” “And they won’t be able to bite without a mouth,” Rohan agreed. “Do you think that why those Van Helsings…?” “Yeah,” Heath grimaced. “That might just be why.”

What she failed to see was that it had all been hard-earned through my own efforts and sacrifices. Over the years of fighting alongside Shawn, I knew exactly how he thought. I told him straight, "In 13 days, the zombies will appear. The serum from the Westfound lab has leaked, and the world is about to face a crisis." As expected, Shawn looked at me like I was crazy, but he didn't outright call me insane. "You're Shawn Decker. Your parents are district commanders, and your grandfather is…" I raised my finger, pointing to the top. "He's the second-in-command."

Because of fear, they ran rapidly to ask for help. Just a few minutes later, the three men arrived at the nearest city thugs station to report what they witnessed. However, they saw that the city thugs were currently fighting a group of zombies. Those zombies are weird, only black circles can be seen in their eyes and their eyeballs seem to be gone. Their color is pale and they can move quickly like a monkey. They don’t fall into normal attacks. Only beings with spiritual power have the ability to overthrow them. - At Crow ax gang main station, Velmont island.