Zombies Scouts Novels & Stories

They were mindless, unmerciful predators who were driven by animal instinct. He wasn’t sure what to do. He doubted that he’d be able to fight off three of them at once with his leg being in such a raw state. He wished that he possessed the archery skills that Kendra had. His aim was only fair. Because of this, he’d lost a good amount of arrows during the hunt, but he still had a few left. If he used them on these zombies he’d have nothing for protection on the trip home. Although he’d encountered nothing dangerous until now, that didn’t mean it would be smooth traveling back. Zombies weren’t the only dangers to keep watch for. He was sure that he’d seen some bear tracks at one point.

Zombie marched forward, pointedly ignoring the other Mandrill Monkeys with eyes trained on the old lady. Shoving her hand to her. “Hi. The name is Zombie. The head of the recruiter. My eyes can discern useful people with just a glance. I can see your unbloom talent.” Linda hesitantly took the hand. Zombie’s attitude was quite repulsive to her eyes, yet she said nothing and only smiled business-like. They shook hands as Linda swallowed her saliva. The aura carried by this Zombie lady was so extreme. As extreme as the other seven.

Zero came out. We had lost visual and audio contact with the scout team. The last image was a person; Kendall had it closed up, and high-quality footage, as we saw, didn't look human. It had crazy bloody eyes and foam coming out from its mouth, and it attacked one of our team who had the camera. It was the same symptoms as Myles. Before the camera could lose visual, we saw not one but lots of them. It's the reason why the scout team lost their lives. It was a tragic scene to watch. It's like watching a horror film. A lot has happened within a day, and I want to get home to my daughter and man. I must rest my brain before my team sets out on the island.

I told Sebastian all about it and he convinced our dad to invite all the children of all the chiefs that were in the same age range as us to dine with us at the palace on the full moon. We all gathered around and munched on the wild animals on the table and drank their blood till our fill. After the meal, Sebastian suggested that we play a game of combat. Sebastian made sure to pair me with the boy that I liked. I don’t quite remember what the prize was but I do remember that at our age, we would kill for it. Even though it was just a game that we played for fun, Caleb wouldn’t fight me, he lost to me on purpose because he was scared that he would hurt me, I knew he wanted the prize but back

She would never have guessed how satisfying it would be to use her new big teeth –the better to eat you with, my deer, she thought with a chuckle to herself at her own play on words—to tear apart a carcass, still flanked protectively by the two males. After the hunt, both William and Empusa showered in the RV that she would not go back into for any reason and joined her on the bus to wait for their vampire compatriots to rise for the long evening ahead. Now she sat between William and Paoli, across from Empusa and Sekhmet, and even with the future ahead so unknown, she felt safer and more protected than she ever had before. "The committee wants to meet with us," Sekhmet said. It was not a su

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

If only Nick knew that those two years he spent before joining the team would lead to such a situation, he wouldn't have dated Zoey at all. Not only Zoey left him but she even used his teachings to get into the other paranormal investigation team called ~ Paranormalities. Paranormalities were their competitors for years. Even the public knew this. Still, Zoey joined the Paranormalities and she even disclosed some of the secrets related to the Ghost Busters.

The team broke down in tears of relief. Then, a strange scraping sound came from deep within the ruins. Shadows flickered between the broken structures. They were mutated creatures from the surface, or maybe the exiled drifters. I tightened my grip on the electromagnetic rifle. "Don't move around. Grab the parts and pull out fast." We moved quickly, hauling what we needed. Right as we were about to leave, a woman burst out from the wreckage. Her hair was matted, her face hollow. She swung a bent steel rod around like a madwoman.

The guards had stocked up on instant meals. Better yet, there was a full toolbox—hammers, axes, the works. If zombies found me, I wasn't going down without a fight. Seconds crawled. A faint metallic smell drifted through the air. On the cot, the three cats slept like nothing was coming. I checked my watch. 5, 4, 3... 2... 1... [Welcome to the Zombie Apocalypse World. The game begins now. All players, do your best to survive.] The mechanical voice rang in my ears.