Zombie Mutants Novels & Stories

Mutants have a distinctive scent. It goes along with their overall wrongness. They smelled like rotten earth and industrial buildings. Depending on the type of mutant, all they had to do was be near you, and you could become infected. Only superheroes can defend from those because they have some of the mutant genes in them, so they don’t turn. If you don’t have the mutant genes in you already, you’re at risk of turning into a mutant. Those mutants are rare. It’s more common to face the ones that if they bite you or break your skin, you become infected. But it was always better to be safe, then dead.

The mutated zombie’s claws tore through Jenkins’s chest. He was dragged off the terrace before he could even scream. "Fire! Fire!" Ethan shrieked. Gunshots cracked through the night sky. But the creatures were too fast. They had evolved in the bitter cold. White fur. Beast-like speed. A single bite snapped Rodriguez's neck. The blood froze instantly. "Fall back! To the base!" Ethan grabbed Chloe and scrambled for the snowmobile. The two remaining guards laid down suppressing fire.

"You were running a dangerously high fever. Your skin was cracked and healing in cycles. We almost thought you wouldn't make it." "But I didn't mutate into a zombie," I said. Iris nodded. "That's right. You didn't mutate. You evolved." She stood up and walked over to the window. "Zack, do you know what the zombie virus really is?" I shook my head. "It's not just a destructive virus." Iris turned around, her expression serious. "It's a selection mechanism. 99.9% of humans who get infected turn into zombies, but there's that 0.1% of humans who, due to their genetics, constitution, will force, or some other unknown factor, trigger an evolution within them."

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

“So, who do you live with then? Your mum?” “No, my mum's dead too. I live with my older brother.” I added saving him the stress of having to ask. The truth seems to be working, I just have to edit the unnecessary parts, like the fact that my brother is a vampire that is about to be crowned king of the underworld.

“So, what do we need to know about Domlur?” Quinn asked while we are eating our breakfast at Rendall’s house. Last night, we decided to plan everything so that we can pull off this mission. It was supposed to be my mission but they used the word “our” and I can’t help but be thankful that I have them. “Well, Domlur is where werewolves live.” Quinn and I scowled at what Rendall said. That is common knowledge for god’s sake.

According to Albert, Zombie lost her way and accidentally entered the enemy den. There, a fierce fight occurred. Vampire that was closer to her helped her. This led to injuries they sustained. M and the two falcons interfered after some time and successfully brought back the heavily injured Zombie. Vampire’s injury occurred in the middle of the escape. M deployed his own subordinates for distraction and escaped with Vampire. Unlike the animals in the other two worlds, the animals residing in The Unknown could grow to a certain extent according to their own will.

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

Really a perfect cannon fodder, Two for the price of one "Daisuke, what have I become then, I see no mention of him trying to drain someone of their blood?" [Well Host, that would be because it never happened. The original soul is simply super-powered, but you're different since you're mutated.] "Does this mean the Zombie apocalypse happened already?" [No, the virus is spreading, but the effects won't show up until Friday day. You have three days before the Zombie apocalypse begins.] "Then why have I mutated already?"

“Unless she was born of a mutant. Is that it?” Olga debated over what to tell him. Should she tell the truth or lie and agree that Kendra was born of a mutant? She just didn’t know. “I was bitten by an a****n zombie. They have human and alien genetics,” Kendra said as she entered the room. “I thought that you were monitoring the other two,” Olga said with angst. “One of them is showing normalcy. Rex thinks we should separate them,” Kendra replied. “What do you mean, a****n zombie?” Eddie asked. “Were you visiting the a****n?”