Terminus On Walking Dead Novels & Stories

And we prepared for the battle. The journey was brutal. We traveled through infected territory. We fought. We killed. We survived. Finally, we reached the first node. It was a massive infected creature. Twisted. Mutated. Powerful. It was surrounded by a horde. "Adrian, Elena, with me." We fought through the horde. We reached the node. We destroyed it. The infected around us faltered. The Apex's connection weakened. "Scarlett—" "I know." We moved to the second node.

I grabbed Terrence's hand and led him away but Terrence ignored me and fired the same two shots at the remaining wolf heart. “Gotcha! I'll kick your ass buddy!” Terrence's shout signaled a temporary victory. He guided me to get into the place before noon. Thousands of graves were there with silver markers stained with blood. The tomb in the right corner belongs to Boy. Terrence stepped broadly towards it, the shovel on his back immediately lowered to dig the ground.

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

"Let me go. I don't want my body rotting away—it'll be horrible. Please... cremate me. Scatter my ashes into the sea. That's my last wish." "I'll do it. I promise. But... wait for me, okay?" "Live, Carl. Move on. Marry Mia. I'll bless you both." "No! I don't love her! I will never marry her!" His grip on my arm tightened, bloodshot eyes wild, teetering on the edge of madness. I sighed. Shook my head. Then I disappeared. When he woke, he clutched my body, screaming my name. Mia and the others broke down the door.

Joshua stood and crossed the room, "and might I even say zombified. Could it be possible it's two different species we working with here?" I let out a long breath. This conversation was going no where. "They are the same," I said and all of them turned to look at me. "A wendigo is an animal or human that's been murdered in cold blood and has not had a proper burial. I can't explain what brings them back from the dead, but when they do come back they take revenge on the living." "Ah," Levi grinned, "once a hunter always a hunter." "So what do you need me to do?" Alex inquired. "Kill them?"

His eyes were wide with trepidation as he relayed the message. "The Alpha of the walkers has arrived in Canada," Williams said, his voice quivering. "He's known for his brutality, and both Derick and Blake fear him." My heart sank. The Alpha of the walkers was infamous for his ruthlessness and unyielding dominance. His presence would undoubtedly complicate our already precarious situation.

Darren chipped. “And whatever she’s using is making them freakishly strong,” Daniel added. “So basically the Walking Dead?” “The Walking Dead.” As we stepped out of Darren's house, the cool evening air enveloped us, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant hum of crickets. But the tranquility was short-lived, shattered by the weight of our mission. Nathan unfolded the paper, his eyes scanning the address as we walked towards our car. "It's an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town," he said, his voice low and urgent. "Let's gear up and get moving."

“You can purge it. End everything. Or lock it forever—take the burden. Your choice.” Emotional climax built slow—years of auctions, betrayals, viruses, deaths crashing together. Sofia’s flatline in Berlin. Nadia’s smile as she died. Anya’s fevered eyes in Port Harcourt. Dante and Rocco—my only constants—bleeding beside me through every hell. I pressed down—retinal scan flaring, heartbeat locking. “Final heir override. All remaining strains terminating. Global network permanent shutdown. Node self-destruct in sixty seconds.” The console flashed green—codes scrolling to zero. Servers began overheating—fans screaming, lights strobing red.

Fred's severed head fell to the ground with a thud. (Author's Note: The term "I give you mercy" was from Z Nation. A TV show in America is mainly about zombies, and the show comes right after another TV show called Black Summer.) I screamed at what I saw because we are not used to seeing such a scene every day, right? Coco gagged and we hurried to leave when Uncle Jim told us to leave and that he would be the one to bury Fred. Cole was driving and Chito was next to him. Coco and I are behind them.

The pungent smell of their bodies was so strong that Aiden could smell it from so far out. “Walkers!” Aiden soon realised what they were once he spotted them. Walkers were the lowest form of Undead. They were easy to deal with for any strong Beastman and usually Aiden would not have bothered with them, but he was currently injured and could barely move a muscle. He wouldn’t be able to deal with them! This wasn’t the right time!