Nyan Cat Apocalypse Novels & Stories

I don’t have an answer. …My wounds are almost closing, and so is the snake. Fighting each other… collapsing, and healing. Over and over. This… feels so pointless. How long should I go on with this…? If… I approach them during that time… would they accept a good for nothing Cat like me…? Will I live as happily just as they are…? However, it’s too late. That human boy is dead— NYA…!? What’s with that blinding light coming from that spot…!!?

she added. "Hmm. This is bad" he said. "How?" "Don't you get the clear view? They are creating zombies and weapons!" He said restlessly. Her brain started working fast as she shone her eyes in terror when she realized what he was trying to explain. "The Apocalypse," she said. "Bingo!" He snapped his fingers. "We have to look for a way to stop them. This is bad. Really bad" he said. Oscar walked to the front row of fhe zombies and observed all of them as Igor and Willow stopped talking and started opening up their parcels.

He collapsed to his knees and shouted at the sky, "But I love you!" The lacrosse field began to collapse. The earth crumbled underneath them. The sky was a blinding white light. Callie panicked as she realized Matthias was waking up. She slipped out of his mind and ran from the library before Matthias could open his eyes and see her. Aubrey was concerned as her cat hadn’t been seen for more than a week. Cat familiars had a habit of going off on their own but they always returned. Nettie came back much to her mistress’s relief until they noticed the cat was gaining weight. Aubrey had regular cats before and understood the signs but wasn’t sure if it was possible.

Michael's POV Natty has been sick for the past few days.I tried asking her to go see the doctor but she refused,she throws up every time and hert is always high. I am fucking scared. And also she has been craving for alot of crazy and weird things,the surprising thing is she never liked any of them. Today I decided to bring the doctor home,she said she hates going to hospitals so I had no choice. We were sitting on the couch ,her legs on my laps eating Pizza, which has become her favourite, Did I say she eats alot now, there's never any leftover.

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.

The reinforced steel gate opened slowly. Years of dust and weather groaned through its heavy hinges as sunlight spilled across the concrete courtyard beyond. No one lowered their weapons immediately. Neither side trusted easily anymore. That was what almost three years of the apocalypse had taught everyone. Natasha remained where she was, her heartbeat had finally begun to settle, but her thoughts had not. The image of the Night Hunter being thrown backward replayed over and over inside her mind. It's not as if she touched or fired at it. She hadn't even raised her hand, yet something inside her responded.

He smiled. We sat on the worn wooden bench out on the deck, blankets around our shoulders, hot coffee cooling slowly in our hands. The sky was that thin, fragile blue that only happens when the air is colder than it should be. Waves smashed themselves to pieces on rocks that didn’t care. “Feels weird,” Niko said quietly. “Doing nothing?” I asked. “Not being on call for the apocalypse,” he said. “Give it time,” I said. “The apocalypse will learn to schedule meetings.”

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."

-God, - Ivan joined his hands in prayer in front of his face, "what will become of the world when all the vampires discover this? -In a word? The apocalypse.