Zombies In Left For Dead Novels & Stories

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

“Let them watch.” He shook his head like I was a lost cause—fair—and then he turned, boots echoing sharply as he walked away, vanishing into the metal gloom. I stepped into my bunk and leaned my back against it, eyes shut, breathing harder than someone who technically didn’t breathe. Leah was alive. Ezren was here. And the game was a lie. All of it. No second chances, redemption. Or return to life. Just bullshits. But there’s a way out...

His screams reverberated across the corridor, and we heard the sound of flesh getting ripped off bones. That did not last long. Silence returned soon after. … We burst out of the center's entrance, but the sight that greeted us made us inhale sharply. We were surrounded by a swarm of zombies. Hundreds of them, by the looks of it. It was nigh impossible to reach our vehicle like this. Unless… "I'll distract them! You guys run when you see an opening!" Determined, I shoved the sample into my deputy's arms and told him to get that back to base safely.

"She said Elena is dead. That's impossible." Leo froze for a moment, then sneered. "Dead? A weakling like her wouldn't die that easily." Just then, Chloe arrived, drawn by the commotion, her voice soft and delicate. "Damon, a manipulative Omega like Elena is an expert at playing the victim. This is just another one of her games." "I knew she couldn't really be dead!" Damon slammed his fist against the wall in frustration. "An Omega who doesn't even know how to fight, how could she possibly have the guts to actually die?"

As frontliners, many of them had become zombies after being infected by the virus, especially in the initial stages of the outbreak. The government had tried to use large-scale, mass destruction thermal weapons to exterminate the zombies. While this was an effective way to kill them in large numbers, as long as even one remained alive, they would quickly infect a large group again. Ultimately, the military had given up on rescue efforts and had instead focused on building safe zones to protect the surviving humans. That morning, a few armed planes flew overhead, shooting the zombies on the ground. They didn't return after flying off. It seemed even the military personnel had realized that th

Even so, it still makes aggressive zombies not afraid of pain and panic, but fortunately, at this time, Tadhg Walter's Iron Earth Ax was able to kill it in time, using the strength of a level five white-haired zombie did not stop it. It didn't take long to get the Iron Earth Ax, plus the golden bug on the side, it didn't take long to kill the remaining level 5 white-haired zombies. As usual, Cadell Brian and the Ghost Scene Female General picked up a few white feathered zombie corpses of level four or higher and put them in the storage bag. The two of them couldn't help but take out another bag of things from their bodies, and it was a bit unclear what the young man in front of him wanted so

There weren’t birds chirruping, nor insects making sounds, or animals calling out to each other. There was simply no noise. Something else raced behind me in the leaves once more, and I turned sharply. All around, the leaves began to rustle as invisible things shot past them, and no one taught me to run. I ran as fast as I could, and then, I saw them, arising out of the leaves, ground, trees, from everywhere. Just like the video game Lucien had talked about, they looked like Zombies. Only that their skins were a pale white, and some had bones beginning to stick out where their flesh had been decayed. They had no eyes in their sockets, and no teeth in their mouths.

Derek drew the blade back and looked at Liam in silence. Liam gave him a brief nod. Derek grabbed the now lifeless zombie and laid her on the ground. What stretched out before them was an underground layout shaped like a hexagon grid. Every corridor was lined with rooms where people could live. Zombies were everywhere, but most of them were clustered in the wide central plaza of the grid. The structure had eight downward exits in total. They were currently on the southern side and needed to reach the west. Fortunately, they only had to stick to the outer ring.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.