Zombie Apocalypse Oc Novels & Stories

Then, I slipped into endless darkness. Back at the camp, my departure didn't bring them any safety. Instead, the zombies' roars grew louder. Emilia quietly gathered my gear, her expression complicated. Behind her, Dustin's excited voice rang out. "Em, we can redistribute these supplies..." Suddenly, a team member responsible for lookout rushed in, shouting urgently, "Captain Campbell, things are looking bad! All the zombies from a five-mile radius are swarming toward us!"

Brie sat with wide eyes. No way. No way was this real. On the computer screen, flashed four big words. "THE WORLD IS ENDING." She scrolled through twitter, seeing tweets on how to stay alive. Apparently, it was a virus only caught if the body fluids of a carrier entered your body. Brie glanced at Adam, thinking about his wound. What about Melissa? "Okay... Focus." She patted the desk and continued to read. Hopefully, there'd be something helpful, something to keep them alive. She spotted a specific article a stranger had made a few hours ago.

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.

A gust of wind sent chills through her body, and she turned to see Mason tackling Julian to the ground; both vampires had their fangs bared, just as planned. Zander staggered drunkenly until his vision cleared. He steadied himself and reached into his jacket for his gun; cocking and aiming it at the fighting vampires. His aim constantly shifted as Mason and Julian continued to gain the upper hand on one another; and with another gust of wind, Julian had vanished.

Tobe screams and Ryder brings his rifle up. He pulls the trigger, and a zombie drops, but another quickly takes his place. There are dozens of them, and the four of us are no match, especially since I barely know how to shoot, and Tobe still doesn't have a weapon.

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

The floor is covered in bodies laying on top of one another. Dead. Bullets and daggers, swords, all kinds of guns, rifles, and pistols. It's like a bomb just exploded here. The office's walls are destroyed, the lights from the ceiling broke. There are fire somewhere around here since the room is covered in smoke. I held my breath. "Holy shit." "This is-," Scout gave us a minute to let this sink in before he ordered us to start working.

​Vivian walked over to the primary console and brought up the sector map. ​The three-mile weather dome over the northern district was still flashing a stable, brilliant blue. But beyond the dome, the map was a blood-red nightmare. The coastal district was entirely gone, swallowed by fifty feet of black seawater. The commercial sectors were lighting up with critical failure alarms as the toxic gray fog began to dissolve the municipal infrastructure. ​The apocalypse hadn't waited for her thirty-day timeline. The cascade was happening now. ​Suddenly, the secondary monitor in the corner of the console flickered. A sharp, rhythmic ping echoed through the quiet room.

I didn’t find anything remotely funny about it, but he mercifully got rid of the arachnid after he wiped the tears from his face. “Honey, you’re going to have to get over that fear fast out here. Bugs are everywhere, Zoe.” He uttered, leaving no room for argument. “I’m not dumb, Gage. I know that. I was just surprised.” I defended. Even though I was aware that my fear went a little deeper than that, I also knew that I was able to ignore it for the most part if I zeroed in on something else, and there was almost always something that took precedence in my brain since leaving the fallout shelter.

I have helped him as well, Alexis said. What is going on out there? I asked. Open your eyes and look. I turned and looked… Dear God… I should not have looked. I should not have allowed myself to see the carnage as heads exploded over and over while people screamed and tried to run. But there was no place to run because the screams were coming from everywhere—from this room and from above. The Omicrons had arrived. Alexis held a protective arm around me. Paul had transformed and had become a Hybrid, towering over the Neratomay at seven feet tall, slashing with claws that were deadly sharp.