The Zombie Apocalypse Is Not All It’s
Cracked Up To Be
Here I am in a “Base” with my “Companions”, I mean all they really are to me are
a means to an end, it’s not like they can help me, everyone I cared about died two
months ago. The rotting flesh is certainly not helping my overall mood. This corner is my
favorite place right now and forever, it's away from any social interaction and it gives me
time to get my watch working.
“You alright kid?”
Oh another worried fool “Yes I’m fine.” hopefully that gets him off me.
“You sure?”
“POSITIVE.” Two Years later and people still can’t take a hint.
“Well if you need any help just let me know.”
“I will.” Finally, he’s walking away, focus on yourself people.
Anyway, back to this watch, you’d think that when the blueprint popped into my
head that it would tell me how to fix it, but no and because of that all my stuff is gone,
well I mean not gone it’s inside my body but I can’t access it.
“Fuck man.” how did my life come to this, yeah we weren't rolling in cash but we
weren't poor, I had good friends and ok grades, but then when the apocalypse hits I
guess there isn’t much you can do.
Might as well reminisce right, it’s not like I haven’t done this a million times. Let's
see, I was in my room with my best friend and then BAM, there were already a few
zombies in our area, but some people just started becoming them without even being
touched by one.
The different theories I’ve come up with still don’t explain much, they could have
met someone with an infection that just wasn't a zombie yet, but that wouldn’t explain
much consider how careful most people became. The most likely answer would have
been an airborne infection, but if that's they case then why didn’t most of my friends not
get hit, or why there are people not infected right now. Anyway, my mom burst into my
room terrified for her life as she coughed up blood and turned right in front of us. We
were terrified but someone had to take action, guess who. After I pushed my mom out
of the way, I pulled me and my friend down to the kitchen and grabbed the sharpest
knife I could find. Despite the obvious, my friend asked me what I was going to do with it
anyway, with my mom shambling down the stairs I knew what I had to do.
Sucks that I had no upper body strength then, because the knife hardlly went into
the skull, I had to push and harder than ever to live, my friend being in the kind of shock
he was, wasn't much help at the time. I got scratched a bit with one cut going kind of
deep but I hid it just in case. After a putting all my strength into it, I finally managed to
win the battle of strength. We ran shortly after grabbing a few things, I still regret not
checking up on my little sister but at the time I just assumed the worst. I quickly tried to
gather the rest of my friends as fast as possible before anything else happened. I like to
think I did pretty good know, though back then I was pretty broken up. I got to about
three of my other friends before we had to find shelter.
Nothing cool happens for about one month, we had kind of started to refine
ourselves for killing zombies, though the edgelord of the group didn’t really need it. We
ran into two more of our friends and kept them with us. Now I think some weird stuff was
going on. Most of it was technology that didn’t exist yet showing up, about six months
later and we found another good number of our friends but we also ran into a MOBILE
FORTRESS. I still can’t get over how crazy that was, they even let us stay with them as
long as we earned our keep.
Two months after and I’m scouting for materials with another one of my friends
when we run into a modified zombie that spit acid, it was smarter than the others and
had a sniper attached to its arm. This thing was crazy strong and got us pretty good
before we took it down.
Oh yeah, then the bastard squirted his acid into an open wound of mine after he
died. I heard a weird voice in my head, told me how to make the watch on my arm, let
me turn into the ‘Commander’ that I killed. It also let me store shit in my body, like the
new sniper I got off of the zombie and a bow I found a bit later. That shits still in my
body, but I can’t get to it now anyway so what does it matter. Ever since this fucking
watch stopped working I haven’t been able to do any supernatural shit.
Focus Nicholas, another month passes and another commander shows up. We
kill this one a bit easier, but then the voice comes back and tells me to inject my friend
with the blood of this commander. Resisted for a bit before finally doing it, can’t say I
regret it too much. He told me after that he heard this voice tell him how to make a copy
of my watch. He makes and can do the same stuff as me except he turned into the
other commander that we killed.
Four more months pass and similar stuff happens to four more of my friends and
we became pretty cool, for once I was actually feeling good in the zombie apocalypse.
Four months after that and we find this museum, it had these mutant animals inside. We
split up into groups of two when we got in without knowing that the animals were inside,
Me and my best friend found this giant two headed cat and a dog with an electric
current going through it. There was also this giant bat that was with this giant moth,
though the one that scared me the most was the giant mantis, I cannot deal with giant
bugs at all. There was also this giant gorilla that was pretty scary too. I mean they were
all pretty bad except for the cat and the dog, they weren't that bad.
One month later...and...fuck, I remember this part better than I should. Our
amazing fortress finally ran out of luck after we got swarmed by commanders. It was
brutal I ran fast, my friends weren't as lucky as me to get away, against my....better
judgement I went back and saw my friends ripped apart, burned alive, it was crushing to
see. It broke me faster then any normal pain could of, I took my friends weapons and
put them inside me, I took their watches and saw that they were deactivated but they
still injected me with the transformations that my friends. I didn’t have long to use it
though, a week later and mine deactivated. So with all my weapons gone and all of my
powers unusable...I just...wandered for a bit.
Another month passess with me barely scraping by with me basically on death's
door, until someone I never thought I’d ever see again saved me. I woke up on a bed
with my seven year old sister staring me in the face. In one moment...I was fixed...I
could feel for others again, it was an amazing time that only lasted one day. The next
day, the camp was attacked in another brutal attack, less people died but some asshole
used my sister while he was running away so he could escape. Lets just say that
karmas a bitch, didn’t let him live long after that.
Two months later and here I sit, in my corner with a broken life and a broken
watch. I might just end my life now but hey...maybe I still have something to live for.
“Hello.” Oh what the fuck another…?
“Whats with the outfit?” I haven’t seen clothes in that good of a condition in a
year.
“Well they carry the souls of a few different kids and some of my best friends.”
does he think I’m stupid with that fucking grin of his.
“Yeah right, can you leave me alone please.” no matter what this guy looks like,
it’s not gonna change his survival rate with how crazy he seems.
“Is your name Nicholas?” ???????????? EXCUSE ME????????????????
“Yeah, what about it?”