Z O M B I E S Fired Up นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She was my mystery girl, and the fact that I couldn’t get close was pissing me off. By the time I got home, my mood was trash. I took it out on my warriors during training. Jared, Damon, and Jason were all grumbling and limping by the time we were done. I didn’t care. They could complain all they wanted. None of it cooled the restless fire inside me.

Selena interjected, "Please help her get her medical report, Mr. Jenkins. We'll just have a brief chat." I lifted my hand to hold Zachary's hand and squeezed it. "Come over to the fire escape after you get my report. We'll be there." Zachary understood me immediately. He turned around and left. Selena walked around to the back of my wheelchair and pushed me toward the fire exit. After positioning my hands near the brakes, I prompted, "Go ahead. What is it?" While Selena pushed the wheelchair, she said, "Do you know how much I hate you? I could've had a happy family. Everything was gone the moment you regained consciousness."

The room temperature seemed to drop instantly. An invisible fear enveloped us. Just then, Poppy’s smartwatch, which she had been fiddling with, finally connected to Castiel’s phone. “Daddy, hurry home! Zombies are in the base!” Hearing his daughter’s words, Castiel grew impatient. “Stop spouting nonsense! How could zombies suddenly get into the base? Daddy is busy. Can you please stop bothering me?” June urgently shouted into the phone, “Castiel, we’re not spouting nonsense! Zombies are already inside the base! Hurry back with reinforcements and save us!”

Mark suddenly screamed as a zombie from nowhere jumped out of his hiding spot and headed toward Jane who was quick to do a front flip and landed away from the human eater. We fixed our guns on him ready to fire when another two zombies jumped out behind him and they were now three human eaters creatures standing right before us ready to devour us. "Don't die first" Martins muttered into my ears and that's the very first time I heard him talk. I looked at him and his face was curved in a smile. "Fire!!" Mark screamed and we opened fire at them while they charged at us hungrily. I was quick to block the attack of one of the zombies with my guns as I gave him a punch directly to his face.

It arced beautifully through the dusty air and smashed directly in the center of the horde gathered in the doorway. WHUMP! A fireball erupted, engulfing the front ranks of the zombies. Flames licked hungrily at their desiccated clothing and flesh. The stench of burning hair and roasting meat filled the air, sickening and sweet. The creatures writhed and flailed, becoming living torches, their moans turning to screeches of agony. The fire spread quickly, catching on the splintered wood of the desk and the doorframe, creating a roaring, temporary wall of flame that blocked the entrance and consumed the ones trapped inside.

Yes, but it’s how things are. Humans try to fight, but zombies aren’t that hard to kill. You have to chop their head off. Fire might slow them down, but it normally doesn’t kill them. Oh, did I mention they can heal? Not fast, but faster than a human. Some call them Super Zombies as they are nothing we ever predicted.

Their overuse of the earth’s resources for convenience and greed had driven the earth itself to betray and poison them. The vampires claimed the earth’s atmosphere became toxic, poisoning everything humans required for survival. It was said to have been a torturously painful process, and only mythical creatures had the aptitude to survive her rage. However, while there may be truth to the claims, there were things Azrin had written and discovered that just didn’t quite add up.

It had a silencer on. ‘That would explain why nobody heard anything,’ I thought to myself. “They must be newly ranked Zetas, no way a human will ever get the better of a half-decent Zeta,” Carl said and I had to agree. There was no chance. “Robert, you can never talk about this. Do you understand?” Malachi said to him and he looked at him. “Shouldn’t I report this?” Robert asked and Carl started laughing. “No way, we have to get rid of them. It’s better that Vincent thinks whatever he wants to. With no proof of their deaths, there’s nothing they can do,” Carl said to Robert. Malachi and I nodded our heads in agreement at the same time.

She couldn't help but poke it, and the feel was also very good. I don't want to be shot in the stomach no matter how it looks. But in her memory, the scene of four bullet holes bleeding outward was too clear, and the bright red blood seemed to be right in front of her. She shook her head and poked again to confirm that it was really intact. Really crazy, is it possible that there is a fifth generation of zombies that carry a virus that causes hallucinations, and this boy in front of me is actually a zombie? She patted her face to make herself more conscious.

He set up his ring light, stared dead into the camera, and flashed a punchable, smug grin at his viewers. “As you can see, guys, some people just can't handle being fired without throwing a temper tantrum,” Ethan announced, his tone dripping with fake sarcasm. “Today, during a high-stakes presentation for our absolute biggest client, the shopping app framework previously coded by Bennett suddenly suffered a complete backend meltdown. It almost cost our company millions in damages.” He leaned closer to the microphone, lowering his voice for dramatic effect. “We have strong reasons to suspect that a certain toxic, disgruntled ex-employee intentionally left a malicious backdoor in the source co