Zombies Scouts Novels & Stories

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

Rendall took out his claymore and Quinn tightened her grip on her bow. I can sense something, someone. I cannot tell how many but the air is cramped, it feels heavy. A small growl from somewhere caught our attention and made us do our formation. Quinn as the support, Rendall as the slayer, and I, as the marksman. We formed a small circle enough to watch each other’s back. “They’re here, they knew we were coming.” I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree.

He absent mindedly ran his thumb over the spot as he looked down at the workers busy downstairs. From his position one storey up, he could see the courtyard down below, the canopy which had been placed over it as a decoration for the wedding that did not happen last night had long been removed and the bodies cleared away, all that was left in the courtyard was just the bloody mess which was being cleaned up by servants. Omar tried to imagine it not being so much different from washing off the blood in an abattoir but he knew it had been human beings that were killed last night and not animals, assassins or not, they were still humans. The place would stink for days amd he knew this was one e

Bazaar said angrily. I heard a few ladies scream and there I saw several werewolf protectors surrounding us with their arrows and spears. Everyone was panicking as to why they were aiming at us when they should be protecting us. "What are you doing?" we all shouted. "Trying to find the werewolf who has been dwelling among us in his human form and stealing information of our every move," Bazaar said gravely. "Well, I am not one of them," everyone said scared. "We'll find out," said Bazaar.

Marc gave him a disgusted look, “We scented a human trail and followed it. We found them with a woman tied to a tree that they were about to rape. When she told us she was your mate alpha Grey we did not hesitate for a moment and attacked. We kept one alive for you to question. We are picking up more and more humans wandering through our territories there must be a reason for it.” Noah squeezed Marc his shoulder firmly, “I don’t know how to thank your Marc. You have no idea what this means to me. Whatever you want is yours. I will get to the bottom of this you have my word.” Marc bowed his head in respect and Noah spoke to the rest of the wolves, “Bring the scum to my cabin and get Dan for m

Zane scowled, prowling underneath his skin as Zack shook his head again. ‘If you wish to know if she was being honest or not, maybe I can persuade Caleb to let me go and visit the town. You know, snooping around if the old man Mr. Papadopoulos would need another delivery of lumber,’ Zack stated as he wrapped new bandages upon his wound. Zane purred as he brushed against their mind link. ‘That is an excellent idea, little boy. Maybe we can scout how our little Samantha and Scarlet are doing in their jobs,’ Zane stated as Zack pulled a new shirt over his head. He pulled on the new black denim before slipping on his shoes and going out of the house.

Vayu nodded towards the orb, signaling it to continue scaling the force field while he and Wilhelmina stood their ground. The rushing Chimeras rustled the trees in the distance. Vayu could tell they were sent for the specific purpose of stopping them here, but that was exactly what the Scions wanted. His team was also tasked to scout the force field surroundings and distract the enemies around so the other team could commence the infiltration. The Chimeras revealed themselves as they burst through the line of trees. Their forms were serpentine, with a pair of clawed arms ready for shredding their preys. They slithered and crawled at the same time, hissing aggressively.

Both the number and quality of elemental users in the base had multiplied several times over. "Watching Zone C?" I said calmly. Commander Morris raised an eyebrow. "I heard the vanguard squad sent back a report yesterday. Zachary ran into a horde while clearing the pit." "And?" I took a sip of coffee. Commander Morris’s tone remained flat. "He was torn apart. Not even bones were left." I nodded. The resentment that had built up over two lifetimes finally dissolved completely. In my past life, they threw me into a zombie pit. In this life, they met their own end.

- Bobby Uncle Sunny draw some sketch at the ground so that we can understand what our task will be at the operation "so we will group ourselves, the 4th-floor team until to the 2nd-floor team, because of the number of zombies at the ground, after clearing the higher floor we should regroup first and study how we will kill all the zombie at the ground"- Bobby "don't forget to loot the dark crystal of the zombies because some of them can reanimate faster"- Phil

It wasn’t just the shambling hordes of zombies that kept me awake at night, but the survivors—the desperate ones, the ones who had lost too much, the ones who saw others as nothing more than resources to take. We were facing more attacks from hostile survivor groups, scavengers willing to do anything to stay alive. They didn’t care about the cure I was working on or the lives we were trying to save. To them, we were either competition or prey. And that reality was beginning to weigh heavily on all of us.