Walking Dead Fort Benning Novels & Stories

Otherwise, they would end up dying without knowing the cause of their deaths. The outskirts of base cities were not under any protection. Thus, there was a saying that good people would not die, and the same went for bad ones—only foolish people would die. "Seniors, please hurry to River-Approaching Base City then. Regarding the zombies, we will think of a way out by ourselves." Wendy gave Lucas and Scarlet a bright smile. Obviously, she was aware of that saying; she dared not offend Lucas and Scarlet. "Let's go."

There, I had seen way too many infected people choosing to take their own lives by shooting themselves just to avoid turning into zombies. But this was my mother's first time seeing such a scene. She couldn't help but burst into tears. To think that the nice married couple who lived across from us were now sprawled out on the courtyard and inside the villa, lifeless and bloodied… The woman's wide eyes were still gazing at us. Blood was still trickling out of her temple that sported a fresh bullet wound. Emmett and I quickly barricaded our front door with some heavy furniture. From now on, we wouldn't step out of the villa unless we ran out of food and water.

And the first location highlighted was much closer to home than any of them had anticipated. The air in the study instantly turned frigid as the map glowed on the monitor. A small, pulsing red dot sat just beyond the eastern ridge—the "Dead Zone" where the Blackwood forest bled into the rocky foothills of the No-Man’s Land. Fennigan’s fist hit the mahogany desk with a dull thud. "That’s less than three miles from the main gatehouse," he growled, his eyes narrowing as he traced the perimeter lines. "How in the hell did our patrols miss a reinforced bunker that close to our throat?"

Mellisa's POV My light feet hit the bare forest floor, I zoom past the trees in a blur. Aiden and Fred were behind me, though they had shifted to their wolf form. “Lenny, are all the kids and aged in the bunker?” I ask the strongest female warrior that I had posted to the bunker. “Yes, Alpha. Dennis and a few others just arrived with the members of the Red Crescent that can't fight.” “Good. Are you guys safe though?”

] I inhaled slowly, steadying my heartbeat. Nine days left to carve out safety in a doomed world. ⸻ We met in the parking lot behind the abandoned shipping district. The sky hung low and gray, the wind cold enough to sting. Kira stood with her hands on her hips, sizing up the massive warehouse that loomed over us — steel doors rusted, windows cracked, but still sturdy. “This your big plan?” she asked, voice teasing but curious. “Looks like a zombie buffet waiting to happen.” “Exactly why no one will think to look here,” I said. “Thick walls, reinforced loading bays, water access nearby, and easy choke points. Once fortified, it’ll hold.”

That was all she's ever been, even during those times when they still had their frequent encounters. "Where are we going?" She asked as he'd already wrapped his hand around hers, dragging her after him as he started walking to the back of the house. "You'll see," He simply said, walking down the small alley leading to the backyard. And once there he stepped on the wooden porch of the girls' house, signalling for Estefany to be silent and listen as they happened to stand right underneath the small balcony leading to Andrea's room. "...They're not trying to hurt us, I swear.

Henrietta had not been the first. The vampire army was not just an army to be controlled by any reason why they had not been the one to attack. As the view of Altera came fort, Alpha Ben, Sarah, Paris, and Enzo watched from a good distance as Sofia Anderson all dressed up and ready for war launched for the Red Valley. The death of Keeper only made it easier for them to gain acess to the lands.

Lady Wilma became a little too emotional and climbed off the bus after her son. I kept my eyes peeled while Nathan and Lydia talked about the rest of the supplies, discussing how much farther the shelter was. But my attention remained fixed on the last shelf. The moment Welsh and Lady Wilma entered the mall, I watched the zombies stop feeding on the dead bodies and slowly turn their heads toward them. Then they rose to their feet. My heart pounded as I watched the zombies, while Lady Wilma and Welsh unknowingly walked straight toward the last shelf.

With no more noise than the rustling of the wind through dry leaves, the weres on the ground surge forward behind Vermillion on one side and Jannick on the other and quickly overwhelm the human guards. Jack, Silas and I follow the first wave, and as they secure the above-ground building, we three lead the advance into the unguarded catacombs. New chatter erupts into the pack link as the uppermost level of vampire tombs is breached and close combat begins in earnest with the awakening vamps. It’s followed quickly by the booming commands of Big Easy and quieter but no less ruthless ones of Valentin as the second wave outside converges on the porting vamps already attempting desertion to escape

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.