Survivor Z Novels & Stories

_______ When you stop fighting, that's death - Dolores. _ ______ Overhearing the roar of the ghost, Marcel had already brought out the gadgets needed to deal with a ghost. It was time to get out of here, as Sadie's wounds required treatment right away and perhaps also for Noah, he's been helping him anyway. Vitality Shot: After use, the maximum stamina is boosted by 10%, and the mental endurance is boosted by 10%. Not only that, but Marcel also pulled the Ghost Killer Dagger and swiped it across the palm of his right hand. No blood flow emerged, but this dagger was presently blessed with life vitality.

Vines adorned the buildings with many weeds. There is a running track around the entire obstacle course. It had been overgrown with weeds and grass due to the care it had once received being non-existent. The other Humvees had pulled up behind them and were starting to exit their vehicles. There were three Humvees and eighteen survivors in total. Only eighteen people survived that carnage. Well more could have gotten away but Zane doubted they made it very far from the base. Due to his experience in this type of tragedy, Zane knew not many got away. Those that did, had the luck of god’s grace on them.

This seemed to satisfy everyone. "I know you have claimed taking his life Kaydence, but in the event you are unable to who would you prefer to end him?" Xander asked. His question threw me off guard temporarily. "If I can not than anyone who can get to him first is welcome to it. One thing I would like to mention though is that regardess of how resistant she is I want his Luna captured alive at all costs, we have a lot of questions we need answers to. Same for at least one or two rouges. Deep Ridge pack memebers I doubt will have any answers to any questions we have." I was met with a series of nods.

"If I remember right, you've still got one scratch card left, don't you? Don't come crying poor to me. I'm not falling for that! If you're so capable, do what you did when you got into college and won all those scholarships. Use your luck!" The call cut off abruptly. When I tried again, her phone was off. The single remaining scratch card in my hand suddenly felt impossibly heavy. I did not dare scratch it. I was terrified it would be another loss. When the semester started, my weight had been normal. Now I was severely malnourished. At five foot five, I weighed only 73 pounds. Blue veins showed through my skin. There was not a trace of color in my face. When I got back to the dorm, no one w

“We might as well tell her because she’s not leaving here alive anyway.” My heart stopped. Fear hit me so hard it felt physical.. This was it, we were no more pretending. If I wanted even the smallest chance to survive, I needed information. I needed them talking. I needed to understand what the hell was happening. I straightened slightly despite the pain, forcing strength into my voice. “Fine,” I said. Their eyes snapped back to me. “I heard you,” I continued, my chest rising and falling unevenly. “I heard everything.” I swallowed hard.

They helped me take her out . Some were still shocked because i had never done such thing . "Take them to Eric " I said getting out of the water and going back to the car . We drove back to HQ . They took them to the medical room where Eric examined them . " These two are barely alive,but they will be fine in 2-3weeks" Dr Eric said " And the other one?" I asked coldly "Sorry but that one is in critical condition. She might never wake up , I don't know if she will make it as her brain cells are frozen due to being in the water longer,her heartbeat is faint ,we can only prepare for the death "he explained

She was grappling with this specific unknown emotion. Then she heard the roars. When Elizabeth starts to stand up, she feels a furry hand grab her arm. Looking down, Elizabeth sees the relatively small monkey, Bob. Bob makes a sign which tells her to keep quiet. Unlike earlier, Elizabeth smartly keeps quiet. She took stock of her body and noticed that she was wounded in only a few parts. She remembered that she was being chomped on by both super reptiles. How did I survive? Those things looked like alligators but bigger and faster…

, Croads, a middle-aged woman with brown hair and glasses, said. Except, it's not. She's dealing with enough right now. "Are you close with the victim?", SSA Briggs questioned, looking at me curiously. Briggs is practically a teenager, with shaggy blonde hair, very thin. "She's not a victim. Don't call her that. Her name is Amelia, and she's a survivor", I couldn't stop the words from flowing from my mouth. "The only one", Briggs uttered. "So you are close to her? Have you considered that being the reason for not catching him yet?", Croads said coldly. "Croads", Loveless snapped, shaking his head at her.

I had anticipated it. The instant she stumbled, I twisted sideways and stepped back, dodging the splash, and directly behind me stood Brielle and Mila. The next second, a piercing scream tore through the room. "AHHH!!!" Vanessa shrieked, dropping the pot and rushing toward her daughters. This time, because she was present, the liquid wasn’t the mild chili from my previous life. It was a pot of violently bubbling chili con carne, slick with red oil.