Underwater Zombies Novels & Stories

She doubted a zombie would be able to locate her there, even an advanced zombie. One of the things about zombies that stayed with them, no matter how much of their thinking and motor skills returned was the fact that they had poor night vision, depth perception, and were color blind. Those factors went in her favor since the opening to the root cellar was beneath a very realistic looking shrub that was attached to the trap door. Its coloring varied from those it was amongst only by the slightest degree and, unless you ran your hand over it, you’d never guess it wasn’t real. Combine that to the fact that it was nighttime, and she felt safe in her selection of hiding places.

“It was at that. We had countries targeting us with germ warfare and us targeting them back. Third world countries were fighting with each other, the nuclear war, and then an alien invasion. Calling it a crazy time is putting it mildly.” “So, the aliens are mush,” Imogene said as she poured more hot water into her teacup. “What’s on today’s agenda.” “The human zombies,” Kendra offered. “My aunt wants to test her cure on them.” Vernon’s excitement showed in his voice as he said, “If it works, we’ll have three more warriors to help us with our mission.” Imogene leaned against the counter. “How is it administered? Is it airborne like the virus?”

The morning sun barely penetrated the haze of dust and decay that hung over the desolate campus. Shadows danced across the rubble-strewn ground as the tension in the air thickened. The group—Joseph, Luke, Mira, Collins, Jeff, Favour, and Sarah—stood trapped in a suffocating circle of fear. Akin stood at the center, flanked by his sentient zombie and a horde of undead, their vacant, lifeless eyes trained on their prey.

The shelter’s main gate collapsed, and a tide of zombies poured inside, roaring and screeching. “Honey, this one’s on you.” I hid behind her and pointed at the incoming swarm. Ruth raised her hand without a trace of emotion. As a deep, dull hum filled the air, the dozen zombies charging in front exploded instantly into clouds of blood mist. Flesh and blood splattered across the walls. The zombies behind them hadn’t even had time to react before a horrifying force crushed them flat into pulp. This was the S-class ability—gravity manipulation. It was the ultimate wipe-out skill.

Although we lived in a villa that was located in the remote suburbs, we weren't exempted from the outages. Many survivors died of starvation and thirst despite not being infected by the zombie virus. In my previous life, I had seen far too many people who died from zombie attacks just because they needed to venture out in search of water. That was why I needed to ensure that I had stocked up enough water. Soon, my car was filled with more than a dozen water cooler bottles and boxes of mineral water. Packs of toilet rolls were stuffed in the cracks as well. It didn't take long for me to drive home with my latest haul.

They were there to test the strength of their defences. Shifting back to his human form, Joseph went to the truck and put on his clothes. "What do you think?" Adam asked when he entered the truck. Brian joined them and sat at the back while the rest of the men took care of the mess. They would have to dig a ditch and do a mass burial. Luna Amber had banned burning corpses, so a mass burial would do just fine. Adam was behind the wheel while Joseph sat in the passenger's seat. "How did it start, Brian?" Joseph asked his Gamma, who was also his friend.

When they got outside the hall, he closed the door back. "We have to hurry, there is no time" he urged as they stole into the night and were moving through a tunnel. "We need an escape plan" Willow started. "Yeah. But how are we going to get past these zombies? Or even destroy them?" Eric asked. "There is a river that leads to the hospital. I do not know if any of you know how to swim. But there is a submarine at the shore" she spoke. "The zombies are afraid of the light. We can get past them if we would be able to get those lights on without being stopped by the Advanced Z" she added.

Outside, the world was a nightmare of obsidian water and violet fire. Kazimir stepped onto the Dorsal Hull (the top surface of the submarine). Above him, seven miles of water pressed down with enough force to turn a tank into a pancake. His boots, equipped with Electromagnetic Soles (magnets used to lock a diver to a metal surface), clanked against the titanium skin of the Sparrow. The Divergent (the corrupted, zombie-like Architect) was waiting.

The bebeast'sead rolled into the ditch, but the body remained on its feet. With nothing else to go on, Warren went through everything he knew about the undead. The usual zombie nonsense Hadid does not affect his mind drifted to fire, many of the undead could be brought down by a roaring blaze, or at least according to all of his movie and video game knowledge. He looked on either side of the road, A oilfield truck with a large gas container in the box lay just beyond the body.