Zombieland Saga Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And for Maya, she just felt like everything was merely a dream right now. "My name is Maya ... I come from an earth infested with zombies. I died after being bitten by zombies to save a man from being bitten by zombies. I am Maya ... Please call me Maya, Evan ...." Evan was surprised when he heard the unreasonable slur that came out from Maya's mouth. The man was still trying to digest what Maya really meant, when the girl resumed her rambling in a small voice. "After I died ... I entered this body called Finola instead ... Finola is dead ... I'm just another soul that fills her body ... I'm not Finola ... I ... I'm Maya from another world ...."

‘A fucking survival plan would be much more appreciated at the moment,’ I spoke to her, slashing off the heads of zombies who lunged at me. ‘God, where are you, Diana?’ Zephyr mind-linked me. There were almost thousands of zombies in the crater that smelled like rotten meat and rotting fishes. Of course, it was impossible for him to spot my exact location. I couldn’t say where I was. All the landmarks were crumbling down. ‘Hey Zeph, I know this isn’t the best time to say this, but… I really love you and even when I am not around I wish you all the happiness…’’

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

I feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through me, and I realize that Liam is using his powers again. Yes-yes-yes! The ground beneath our feet begins to tremble, and I see vines and roots start to grow from the earth, wrapping themselves around the zombie dragon’s legs. It roars and flails, but the vines hold it tight, and Liam and I seize the opportunity to strike back. With a final, coordinated effort, we both lunge forward with all our might, plunging our claws deep into the zombie dragon’s heart. It shrieks in agony, thrashing wildly, but it’s too late. Liam and I have dealt the killing blow.

The low, familiar moans that almost resembled a growl that was common to zombies drifted toward them. “Are you kidding me?” Felix complained as he looked in the direction of the approaching zombies and then back at his injured wife. “This place is just as infested with those things as the surface is.” “It’s the most I’ve seen since I settled,” Arthur offered. “I can’t understand why there are so many.” “Have you ventured this far east before?” Olga asked. When he shook his head, she said, “Now you know not to do it again.”

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.

Dante moved around the mountain, taking one last look before he took my hand again, getting ready to make a move and that’s when two things happened. My eyes went wide as I saw something like a zombie walk through the dragon royal village. It was pure white, staggering around, a white sheet around it’s thin body. “Dante,” I called. “Do they have mummies now?” I asked with wide eyes. Dante hissed and my eyes turned, hearing what had him hiss. My eyes went wide, those shit heads about to get us killed.

Zara seems in better spirits once school starts back up. Having a routine and figuring out how to balance school, homework, and working on the sigma cure seems to keep her mind off of other things. She also shows an interest in converting the guest room into a nursery and the nursery into a guest room so the baby will be closer to our room. Mom is happy to help have the guest room furniture moved and to have everything from the existing creepy nursery donated. One particularly rough night at work, Jasper and I find the body of a girl we had been speaking with under a bridge. The sickly sweet smell of ketamine is heavy in the air.

They are giving dad and uncle Mark a hard time. I move closer to where they are fighting, trying to get a good view of these new zombies. They appear to be just as big as dad’s lycan and I worry that they may be stronger. I continue to watch and get closer as I see uncle Mark become over powered. Dad tries to make it time but is unable to fight the zombies off of him as uncle Mark’s heart is ripped from his chest.

He was grossly outnumbered and the odds were in the favor of Nikjin and his army. She wondered what had become of her father; of Monah, the head warrior, of Seisa, and the other servants. How many werewolves have already lost their lives in this cursed place? How many more would have to die before this nightmare was over? Tears ran down her muzzle from her closed eyes. A silly thought occurred to her that nearly made her giggle out loud. If she’d known that she was coming to an era of civil war, she should have probably gone to bed with the dream stone and her father’s hunting rifle that was stashed in their attic back in Fairbanks. That would have surely tipped this fight in the werewolves'