Zombie Apocalypse Outfit Novels & Stories

"The protective shield is broken. I'm not lying. The zombie swarm will be here in six hours! "We have to evacuate immediately. It will be too late if we delay any further!" In desperation, I yanked out the safety amulet hanging around my neck. I lifted it, and with a tremor in my voice, I said, "Jeffrey, look at this. You once said you'll believe me as long as I present this. I'm not lying. The base will soon collapse." This was a gift Jeffrey gave to me for my 18th birthday before the apocalypse. That day, his eyes filled with sincerity as he promised, "Jules, no matter what happens in the future, I will stand by you unconditionally whenever you hold this out."

I quickly pulled on the tight black crop top and stepped into the dark grey cargo pants, securing the belt tightly. ​I sat on the edge of the bed to lace up the combat boots. They were sturdy, with reinforced steel toes, perfect for stomping on a zombie's skull or kicking an overconfident mobster's kneecap. ​When I stood up and looked at myself in the full-length mirror, I barely recognized the girl staring back. ​The messy, hungover civilian in the wrinkled designer dress was gone. In her place stood someone who looked ready for a war zone. The tactical pants hugged my hips before loosening down my legs, and the crop top showed just a sliver of my midriff, balancing practicality with a shar

Zara replied, handing it over to me. I carefully tore open the envelope, my heart pounding in my chest as I unfolded the papers inside. It was Natalie's autopsy results, a stark reminder of the tragedy that had rocked our pack. Rushing back upstairs, I rummaged through my wardrobe until I found the perfect outfit - a vibrant ensemble consisting of yellow, red, and white floral palazzo pants paired with a snug white long-sleeved top. I carefully tucked the top into the pants for a polished look before slipping into my favorite red sandals.

"You really do look like you do not belong here--" We were both halted with thunderbolts when a successive and quite loud siren voice echoed throughout the city. Without any choice, I looked at the man with burning and nervous curiosity. Without any warning, he immediately grabbed my hand and made me run with him. I had the time to asses his clothes with this and if he just didn't look like a drug addict nearing to be a beginner of zombie apocalypse, I wouldn't have any issues trusting him. He is wearing a white cloak with black swirls. Paired with a pure white shoes. He looked like an angel from the back. But what raised my doubt before was because it's strange, that he is the only man who

A pause later, I said, "There wasn't supposed to be a seventh slot, but I called in a lot of favors with the top guys, and they reluctantly gave me one. Ah, that reminds me. One of you is not going to come with us, obviously." My teammates would've roared with laughter, but they stayed as composed as their bodies and minds allowed them to. Against fully armed soldiers, Yvonne would never try to start anything funny. Trembling, she looked at her precious childhood friend. "Yves, I—" Yves didn't even wait for her to finish. He was already approaching the soldier, his face filled with an unctuous smile. "Take me. I was a famous musician before the zombie apocalypse. I'm a lot more useful than t

The zombie was dressed in a chef suit and he looked really buff well this is a big one. I steadied myself as I aimed for it's head. I swung the axe but I missed and followed the axe to the side cause of it's weight. I groaned as I stood up and swung it this time with anger and force. The axe connected with the zombie's neck and it fell down with a groan.

As extreme as the other seven. Zombie was a woman in her early 20s. She gave no shit even though Linda was taller than her. She exuded a confident single lady. She had a similar sleeveless hoodie with different shades of color and bear ears latched on her head hoodie but with an angry bear mouth and nose. Truthfully, Linda was quite intrigued by her. “Linda. The owner of this cafe.” She cleared her throat. “Ah!” Zombie made quite an expression under her mask. “You have talent in business but not on this small scale.”

And so I wasn't going to. As usual, I woke up for school looking like a straight up zombie out of The Walking Dead. I then took a long shower solely because I woke up so early I had enough time to do so. I then put my hair in to one of those turban towel things before brushing my teeth and doing my makeup. Waiting for my hair to dry I went in to my closet to pick out an outfit the day. Consisting of a black pair of high waisted buttoned shorts along with a black off the shoulder long sleeve crop top. I also wore my white converse before straightening my hair once it was dry.

So, tossing and turning and cursing herself, she fell asleep only in the morning. The irritating trill of the alarm clock pulled me out of a restless sleep. I took a shower to freshen up a little. She glanced at the mirror in passing - beauty! .. Swollen, reddened eyes, tousled hair and a gray skin tone. “Who describes zombies in horror films? I can send a photo,” she chuckled to herself. The question of what to wear was not even asked. Black shapeless trousers, a beige blouse of the same incomprehensible cut, she twisted her hair with slightly forgotten movements and pulled it into a bun at the back of her head.

Once again, skip that bullshit. The humans I’m with have made camp near a lake. I’m grabbing my clothes to go bathe. I still have some of the clothes I originally left with, but definitely not as much. It’s going to be dark soon, and I don’t want to be caught alone in the dark. That never ends well. Heading to the lake, I start to strip. I’m completely naked, which doesn’t even phase me anymore. I used to be so shy about being naked out in the open, but who cares anymore about that? I sure don’t. I quickly wash the grim off as I trace the long white scar that goes from my elbow to my wrist. It’s the biggest scar I have. Most of them are small, but this fucker is not. A zombie was trying to t