Sample of Zombie Story.... Prototype
Chapter 1
The End his Come
The year was… Actually 2020, a midnight stream of autumn leaves fly out of trees, in the present day world of civilization’s pathway. The night was eerie, calm and brisk, nothing but the pink flowery tips flying from the trees as the lights shine in the darkness, glistering a pathway in the darkness. It was a clear day, yet all was not calm. Moaning mysterious sounds surround throughout the air, as if something went out. This was the works of death… Teenagers and adults were doing their regular routines, some going to their schools, some skipping along with the adults going to their busy attendance to make a living. It was morning, the sun high up in the air with noises all around the city, horns honking from the modern cars as well as the people passing by and talking to one another. There was a ring in the air, a high school bell ringing as students in uniforms began to rush through black iron gates, closing once everyone got in. This was in Europe in Rome. Italy was at the state of it’s high up standards along with Europe, rumors of America planning to decline. Asia was also coming more standardized as well, the only part of it was that they were trying to develop new technology, laser development under those terms. Europe has adopted some forms of Japan or most of Asia’s dress code, the girls and guys having almost the same looking outfits, although it varies throughout the place. The school of Italy had a red outfit design, rather that their skirts were much more of a elegant long gown, to their lower part of their thighs with high heel flats and black stockings for the female of course. They had a long sweater with a button, two flaps around their front collar with dark colorings and white strips running down it along with a red gown to it and a black tie. The males’ outfits had a white gown looking suit to it. It was much more of a suit but not really a suit, if you get what it is. They had a black tie, some white fancy boots, and white leather gloves. The school was a high school, one of the most prestigious type of it. The only problem was… That one person, a male in particular means, rebelled against the dress code. He wore a rather long trench coat, not a normal type, a trench coat that had a chain to it’s collar back to the neck and some chains to the left side of him, a hook that is able to click to it to be together with the left side is on the right, the metal shining. He had dark leather gloves and some sunglasses, dark ones that couldn’t be seen though. His eyes were covered to describe about it as his footwear were covered in boots, hands in his pocket flaps on the trench coat, the front bottom part of the coat revealing his dark type pants underneath it with a belt flap that had a strange cross like buckle on it, emblazed in a custom red material.
“Hey!” shout one of the teachers, a young male that was in his thirties, pointing to the male that was out of his code, two police officers following him, having shades covering their eyes with batons. The person just stood there to say, “My, my… The trouble.” he had an eager tone to it, rather young still, but matured and strong in his age. The young male was at least… Eighteen. His history was rather unknown, strangely said. He doesn’t have anyone to take care of him, yet he has some ways to live without any orphanages to help or to even support whatever he was doing. His name was also unknown too. Everyone doesn’t know what he was, only a few do, but rather not discuss about it. This male’s name was called Dalibor. It was in Czech-Republic language for fighting far away… and it seems like he was doing that. The male had dark black hair that reach to his neck, rather smirking at the three as they approach with dark office looking types clothing of what a blue officer outfit looks like, Dalibor rushing through the crowd as the polices and teacher followed… Or try to. The time was 7:30, the gates closing and everyone rushing into their classes… Except Dalibor, who was rushing away from the police, and not breaking a sweat from it. He stop inside the school to only stop to glance around a corner, the police or security quickly rushing around. Since this place was a prestigious ground, it had a lot of guards. Dalibor sighed to this as he rush up the stairs, knowing the same procedures as usually. The thing was… Dalibor was a great, smart student… Although he hated to listen to the long lessons and lectures giving out. He had no friends though, just going all about and not stopping. He just sigh to glance through the windows, heading to the roof of the seven stories school… Reaching the place, it was empty, a fence protecting the generator along with some other reason to only head to the top railing wall to glance down at the gateway, watching the police… Turn to something else of an issue. Dalibor just stared at this, glancing at the gateway that show a strange person at the front…
“What the…” he question, only to hear a bang rush through the air in an instant, distant birds flying away as an officer shoot, rather in the head as they were all worried about something… Their movements rather irregular.
“Get everyone to the roof!” one of them shouted out, Dalibor rather surprise to hear them say this. He glance around the school’s protective boundaries, trying to figure out why they would shoot a person at sight. Dalibor was rather clever at escaping and such but he was also good at figuring reasons to every action for some reason… common sense, sure, but much more of a logical breakdown on things, He head another sound from the back, glancing to see some figures in the shadow, walking slowly to only have more shoots firing.
“They are coming all around!” one shouted to another, their dark coloring showing the officers as they rush away. Dalibor remembered something when he was watching a random television. It reported of some strange beings all about, cutting cut off by something as if it was suppose to be confidential… But it was. Dalibor had quickly review over his notes, looking down to gaze at the thing being fired at. It was a zombie… An undead. Lifeless eyes with dark skin of a dead person, bites to the side and few clothing on them, some tears of flesh ripe out with their bleeding eyes with arms to sides or extending to chase after the officers. They were not of the living anymore… Dalibor just glaring at it through his covered eyes, grunting in disgust for some reason.
“Everyone,” the intercom projected out as Dalibor stood back up to stay in his calm mood, “There is a serious drill! Teachers please instruct the students to head-” It was interrupted as something had came inside, the door being broken down with the moaning sounds from a guy breaking through the turn on intercom, Dalibor quickly heading to the lower levels, rushing through the hallways and doors, minutes later, hearing the speaker screaming in agony from eating sounds on his flesh, crutching on the bone and through the mass.
“s**t…” Dalibor said, glancing all around to eye at a room, the janitor’s room to be more precise, quickly opening it to close it, hearing the speaker finally shouting out, “Oh god! Everyone run! Protect your-” It was ended as if he push the button, hearing after some seconds screaming and pushing, the floor shaking and the chaos breaking out. I just stayed in the room, glancing at what the janitor had. For some reason, it was just the usually mop but rather more big. It had some food, Dalibor quickly taking it into a backpack to carry in with some water bottles, a sword shining in the side. Dalibor notice this as he looked up, hiding behind a box as he knock it over, revealing some ammo and pistols for the officers, shock to see the janitor’s room holding this. Dalibor knelt down to quickly load the ammo into the backpack with the magazines in his pockets along with the hostlers that was provided across his chest, the sword being place behind him, a piece of string strapped around his chest as he said, “Always stay calm…” Dalibor wasn’t in chaos like everyone else, he was actually calm at this. For some reason, his history had helped him to now, Dalibor just blocking that out of his mind to only focus on the matter at hand. He open the door with one of his free hands, glancing around to find the halls empty.
“Dalibor!” shout a familiar voice, turning around to glance at an officer, “What the hell-”
“If you wish to live, shut up and be calm.” he said to the dark officer holding a pistol as well.
“You’re a student, you’re not suppose-”
“Shut it will you.” he said back, pointing the pistol, “Those things, or more precise, zombies, are rather of the mood for the flesh so I advice you to be cautious. Things have already been in chaos… You guys have already known about this epidemic… So how?” The officer did not hesitate to answer, saying to Dalibor quickly as he rose his hands to his side, showing no harm.
“Those zombies were rather spreading because of how it spread by stupid ways. The scientists from all around the country decided to test it out on one individual, succeeding to revive the dead but to only have them turned into it as well… It was a poison that killed them all, but reviving them. They were able to somehow get up to the surface from those secret laboratories and spread… Ever since America’s crisis, it was warned throughout the world.”
“So which started first?” he asked, pushing the pistol into his chest as he said, “All countries except the US had not receive that problem-”
“And meaning that the US had somehow spread that infection over to Europe and maybe over the Pacific Ocean and into Asia and Australia plus Africa to create this world chaos?” Dalibor finish.
“Yes…” he calmly stated, Dalibor backing off to say, “Get everyone you can together and at least in the second floor…”
“Why? You aren’t even-”
“Do it, or you will find survivors meaningless to this cause. The zombies had already enter here, meaning that they could also create more upsetting problems so we should get out of here as soon as possible, the layers of floors is harder to do too…”
The officer nod to Dalibor, quickly finding him saying, “If you wish to kill the zombies… Aim for the head.” he said, quickly rushing away as Dalibor nod to his advice, heading down the levels to already find dead bodies lying around. The chaos had made random girls and boys dead from the beatings of their stomping feet to plain pushing and pulling, hearing screams that echo throughout the place and dead bodies being eaten. Dalibor stop at the third layer to find multiple students running back, officers and some teachers fending off already turned students and random zombies in outfits to slowly walk to the more upper levels. Dalibor took out his pistols, shooting from at least four yards, looking past the pistols’ overview and aiming at their heads, their body falling down.
“Dalibor!” shout one of the officers to quickly get eaten. The officers were slowly reaching back to Dalibor’s position, firing multiple rounds to reload another magazine into their guns, Dalibor quickly firing one round to replenish it with another that was strap to his chest, placing the empty ones into the pockets.
“Shout up and round them up! Get past the chemistry room at the very less!” Dalibor shouted, “Toss some flammable chemicals throughout the floor, do not stop, I’ll hold them off!” Dalibor quickly fired his last rounds of the pistol, putting them into his hostlers to rush with the katana and slashing off several heads off… But trying to also kick them away, falling away from his powerful attack to let him not break the katana, everything having it’s limit. The chemicals were placed onto the floor, a canister of gasoline placed over it, Dalibor doing a back flip over it to shout to them, “Get back!” He took out a green looking ball, a grenade to be more precise, pulling the pin and tossing it into the mess, the zombies stepping on it to only fine an explosion rushing down that path as well as blowing the ground. The fire was rushing down to Dalibor and the remaining survivors, quickly throwing another grenade that burst a shield out, forcing the fire back to burn away, a new prototype weapon from Japan…
“Dalibor… You lucky son of a b***h.” one of the covered hat officer said, “You-”
“Don’t refer me to a student… This isn’t the real world anymore along with my age not fitting the title. There’s another way down other than that way I just broke off, take the other route down from the right passageway, don’t stop and meet up with some other survivors… I’ll be there shortly.”
“How are you so calm in this situation!?” question a female teacher. Dalibor smirk as he head to the blown up floor, “Because… I’m just like that.” he jump down to land onto the first floor, ground level, surprise to know that the explosion blast through two parts. He got up and started running, noticing how his footsteps did not make a lot of sounds, the zombies just moaning away as he rush past them. They weren’t attracted to him if there was no sound… The sound being broken when the gym was under attack, sighing to know that it would happen. He kick a zombie to the wall, turning to his right to open through two doors, glancing at a room being infested with humans and dead. Dalibor grunted at the situation through his glances, knowing that using anything would attract their sounds more, especially the pistol. The screaming students being bitten at were squirming at their grip as they lean all over them. Dalibor quickly rush up to two zombies and punch them from their backs as their bodies slam into the wall, splitting into bits as he was sighing a bit, saying to all remaining survivors, “To the second floor!” He knew that it would attract most of the zombies from the whimpering and scared males and females, Dalibor deliberately firing a shot to get most of them, all of them heading there. Dalibor quickly rush past the massive coming crowds to enter through another door, eyeing at a girl that fired pat him, almost dazed at the arrows flying past him to see two zombies lying dead from the headshot.
“You are alright?” the female question, Dalibor quickly glancing at who it was. The female had a young yet firm voice, seductive in someway as her face reveal some makeup, some outlines around her eyes with some blue makeup over her eyes, some black lipstick on her lips as she had… An eye patch. She seem to be Russian, her accent giving it away as her long blonde hair was at her collarbone and back, firing more shots as she was in a gothic Lolita gown, black in it’s colors with white strips and outlines. She had a strange bow, as if it was a compound military issue design, pulling it back to fire some three arrows in one shoot, a quiver on her back and side with multiple other arrows.
“What are you doing here?” he question her.
“Dalibor right…?” she question, picking him up as the zombies were slowly making their way to them. She quickly did a roundhouse kick, kicking them back through the door and hearing a thud behind it, quickly pulling him into the darkness and saying, “You were suppose to be in my morning class.”
“Sorry for my laziness.” he said back to her, glancing at a back exit that showed their way out.
“Is there anyone else alive?” she question to him, glancing at the starting spread of the zombies all about the courtyard.
“Yes… Why do you ask-”
“You better hurry. If we do not leave… The school will not be the only one being targeted around here… Get those survivors here… I’ll take care of myself along with these zombies.” she said, pushing him to the side stairs that lead to the second floor, glancing at her more closely now. She seem to be young, having red eyes and blonde hair with puffy and wavy hair, some blue and pink highlights about it. She just winked at him as he just nod to it, rushing to get the survivors to find her firing arrows rapidly at the zombies, precise aim without messing. Rushing through the halls again, he found the officers, saying to them, “Get your asses through the stairs and to the front-”
“Damn… The military is going to blow the place up…” the officer said, dumfounded at this as Dalibor just grunted, turning his back on them. They didn’t seem to care if they wanted to live or not. The students and officers went rather numb by fear, Dalibor entering the scene to tell them otherwise just made it a waste of time. Dalibor did not have any care for them, leaving them to their death.
“Dalibor…” mutter the girl as he approach her from behind, almost finding an arrow in his face till she lower it down.
“Well… Where are the others-”
“Rather numb by news of military oppression to destroy this.” he calmly state to her, glancing at her shock as well, but grabbing him quickly by the wrist, pulling him through the front and to the gate.
“Well… It seems like it does not matter now.” she said.
“Why is that?” he question, glancing at the zombies that were quickly rushing to the school, a sound of another bell erupting the place. She said nothing, rushing to the closed gates to find a random buss rushing through it, windows broken and everything… To find more zombies coming out of the open gaps and rushing to the school.
“The zombies… Are already taking over this city… Rome is doomed.” she said, quickly glancing at a random car to open it with her keys, driving us away as the zombies chased after the sound… Or rather got run over by it as she drove it. I didn’t pay much attention, glancing at the overview of Rome to see the fiery city in smoke. Helicopters fly over us as they were firing rounds into the school, everything blowing up.
“Are you that new teacher from Russia?” I question to the female, “How old are you?”
“I am…” she responding, glance at her medium size bust to her face, “I’m at least… Eighteen years old.” Dalibor just stared at her funny, raising an eyebrow at this as she said, “But enough of the chat chit… How did you know how to survive from such a chaotic outbreak?”
“I do not even know myself…” he teased, chuckling to himself as he folded his arms.
“Oh… Really now?” she said, “Your name sounds familiar though-”
“It’s Czech Republican.” he said, “For fighting far away… Or something along those terms…”
“Seems like you are a mysterious one.” she pose.
“Because of my files and history?” he question to her as she drove over some zombies on the highway down from the school, turning into the city’s street.
“No… Because of how you were able to survive is much more of the case.” she said. Dalibor stared at her as if she was crazy, glancing at her when she pull the car wheel to the left and sliding, rushing over a lot of zombies to quickly head straight, the back wheel quickly popping from something as we only drove though the railing and down a slope… Entering a pond… He quickly un strap my seatbelt to glance at the teacher that also did the same, kicking the door open to reach for air, glancing at the zombies following to only have their heads squash from their stupidity of going down a slope. We both got onto dry land, right where we crash as Dalibor said, “I hate swimming.” She said nothing, just laughing a bit to only cough out water, saying, “We better find shelter…”
“Follow me then…” he said to her, helping her up a bit as they rush down some streets, not finding any zombies as he stop in front of a brick house. It seem to be old, and out of the strange picture as he open the door, letting her in first as he close it behind them. He flick the lights on to the side as he said, “Welcome to my house… I suppose.” The lights turn on to reveal a high class state of the art organize and noble place. It had armor and fashionable items from all around the worlds. She was dazed by this, looking at him to say, “How did you-”
“Like I said, don’t ask.” he said. He took off his trench coat to quickly reveal his naked upper body, showing his abs and muscles, not that much hair showing as he just gaze at her, saying, “Aren’t you soak as well?” She was blushing a bit, not glancing at a male for a long while, nodding as she undone the clothing to her outfit.
“You can borrow the clothing in here if you want.” Dalibor said to her.
“How did you acquire all of this?” she question, gazing at the furniture that were made out of European artisans or designers along with the posted up pictures of art from around the world.
“The thing was that I was rich, although the history within the records never told or record it so it’s pretty much useless to know unless you talk to me about it…” Dalibor didn’t seem to want to do much, lying on his couch as he place the pistols onto a rare table. He quickly question the teacher, “What was your name…?”
“Diana.” she said, “Why do you ask?” She was in a dark red bra, some water still rushing down her skin as her hair was the same… Although dried up when she was patting it down with a towel she had took. She quickly gaze to see a locked up cabinet, heading there to find it… You know what, locked.
Diana… Dalibor kind of knew who she was, only to say quiet about it as he said, “Ah… Just asking.” Diana was a use to be military teacher, her records stated it along with the militaries in Russia. She was of nobility and highly rich, blood line decreeing from old archers in the Russian Empire in Medieval Times. Dalibor, on the other hand, have no clue about his own past… Although, who said not all of it. She was taking off her skirt also to be in her panties, just covering herself with the towel as she dried herself. She also unlace her boots and took off her socks. Dalibor left so she can be in peace as he gave her a new batch of cloths, wearing a different type of trench coat. Although he had more katana from somewhere, surprising Diana.
“You are not Dalibor really?” she question, finding the name fishy.
“I have no clue.” he responding, his eyes hiding behind his shades that were not wet, dried when he left, “I just call myself that along with everyone else that…”
“Aren’t you a bit unknown to your actually life?” she question him.
“Yeah… I suppose, but I do not care unless I want to.” he said easily, opening a bottle of water to gulp down, refreshing from his thirst. Dalibor… Like I said, has no real memories of his past except some. The only time he remember was being given the name and a strange feeling of someone telling him what to do from there on out. Dalibor’s real name was Mist. It had significant to him because of what he doesn’t know of now. HE didn’t want to tell her anything because one he doesn’t know her along with the fact does it really matter… Although it was a different story if she guessed it right on the dot.
“Mist… Isn’t that what they called you before?” she question him, puzzle to how she guess it right with a raise eyebrow to just say calmly, “Yes… They use to call me Mist…”
“Why did you change-”
“Don’t know… But I don’t care. Let’s focus on the main problem at hand.” he said to her, glancing at her as she was placing on the cloth he gave her. It was of a leather style, not that uncomfortable to move in, but rather well clean. It shine a bit as she wore white lace boots with a dark flame design running up it to her knee, her socks also reaching to her knee. She wore a skirt that stop around the knee as well, lying on her legs. Her new outfit was buttoned up, showing some chains as well, wearing some leather gloves with a revealing collar top but laced with crossed nets. She just gaze at it through one of the mirrors on the wall, blushing at it.
“Sorry if it’s not to your likings but I do not have any of the outfits you would wish to wear-”
“It’s alright.” she responded, “This will do fine anyways….”
“So… Do you know about this zombie crisis as well?” he question her.
“Yes… Almost anyone or everyone in the military are warn about this type of crisis… Although the Americans had decided to, if needed, bomb major sites that are infected…” she said.
“Like the school.” Mist said to her, nodding to it.
“What are you going to do now?” she question him, “I may head back to find-”
“Getting survivors then not knowing what to do with them will only lessen the morality to survive. One, you will need a place for them to stay, or be with you all the way with two, you will need a lot of ******** weapons to take down those zombies… They seem to have also acquire powerful strength.”
“I know all of that… But you are not going to come?” she asked him.
“My duty was to no one…” he said softly, just glancing at her, “I will thank you just for helping me… But I think you should get on your way… I won’t be useful if I plan not to be. Once you are done here, leave my area at once…” Mist was going to walk away, planning to sleep in his room in private as he heard Diana said, “You sure you do not wish to rescue anyone close to you?”
“Close…?” he muttered to himself, feeling a rather strange pain rushing through his head as he grip at it with his right hand, quickly having a glimpse into one of his childhoods, a hand reaching out to him as if it was a voice of someone close to him. Saying, “Shake on it… We will be husband and wife in-”
Mist didn’t say much as he turn to Diana, saying to her, “Then let’s go.” His attitude quickly change from that one shock, grabbing the pistols and having other surprises in him. Diana just smile to follow him as they head out the door… Mist pushing a button as it teleported the house somewhere else.
“What the hell?” she question, Mist not answering as he only said, “Just call me Mist from no on-” He heard footsteps approaching to their right, glancing to see some zombies approaching as he said to Diana.
“Let’s go, we should not waste our times on zombies who pose no threat…” she nod as the two of them rush in the opposite direction, planning to head to another school. The city was in havoc, the cars already crashed into one another along with zombies wandering past them and the structures, mindless and blind, but dangerous when they notice meat. The two of them did not speak, knowing it will cause problems if they did, rushing into another high school, their gates open to glance at infected zombies already… But screaming cries all around. There was at least two zombies at the gate, eating at some random teachers as the dead beings had wander into the school and started the spreading. More bodies were crushing from suicide yet turned into zombies as they were chewed on.
“Damn this…” Mist mutter, quickly taking his katana and slashing off one of the heads off.
“Who are we trying to-”
“Just find any survivors and get them out onto a transport…” he said, glancing at a bus that was park in the parking lot, “After that, I’ll lead from there.” she nod, quickly firing an arrow past three zombies’ brains and rushing into the building. Mist just hack his way past them, glancing at zombies chewing at the human’s flesh, rather disgusted for a moment to walk onwards, having a vivid image of the zombie eating at the intestines, blood goring all around as it had also broken some bones to get to the part, using his bare hands or raw teeth. Walking to the higher levels and to the rooftop, there was an even higher up pitch, Mist quickly shock to notice who it was. He rush past the zombies, almost getting eaten as he slashed the katana all around, going into a frenzy as he rush up another stacks of stairs to glance at a small group of zombies, slicing their heads off their bodies as the particular barricade was pushed down by the bodies. Glancing past it, there was a female and male… Although the male seem to be getting chewed up by a zombie, the girl wearing the same gown like at Mist’s school to stab the zombie with a deliberately sharp end of a stick, dying from that one stab but to find the student coughing out blood. Diana reach the top to fire some arrows into the air and killing some zombies pursuing the small sounds of whimpering coming from the rescued brunette girl. Mist didn’t stand idle to the chewed student, pulling the katana with two hands down… Then upwards to slash at his head. Diana didn’t question this action, knowing that it was suppose to be down either way because of how they turn once bitten. The girl, on the other hand started to cry, kneeling down at what seems to be a relationship. The girl had scream when Mist cut off the head, the zombies rather attracted to rushing up to the roof now.
“Why!?” she asked, soberly but still young, “Why did you-” she stop, her tears still streaming down as she glance at a long forgotten person. Mist knew who she was as well as she knew who he was. Mist just stared coldly through his sunglasses, holding the katana that was dripping blood in one hand as he said, “And we meet again… Courtney…”
“So… Is this how you repay a friend that helped you?” she question, anger yet raging in the inside, her voice twisting from sorrow to a much more heartless pitch tone her voice, “You randomly come out of nowhere all this time to just kill my boyfriend…? You must have really hated him because he was dating me… Mist…” she seem to be a close friend to Mist, although he doesn’t remember, only glancing at the memory that had made him come here. It was in the same fall like this one, Mist was rather young and glancing through his eyes to stare at a girl, coming up to him and saying the pinky promise, if broken, they will eat a thousand needles… Or something. Mist just stare at the girl who he thought was important, sighing to say, “I’ll kill them all…” He was walking away back to Diana, Diana rather ignoring the relationship to aim arrows to zombies approaching them.
“Wait… Where are you going?” she question, Mist seem rather agitated to head to a different way down then the one they took, planning to open the doorknob even if he heard thousands of moans or pounding at it, Diana not saying much to that decision.
“I came here to help you… Yet I don’t feel like I was needed anyways. I’ll kill them all…” Before he made another move, he felt someone wrapping their arms around him, hugging him from behind as Courtney screamed out one last no, turning around a bit to glance at her close eyes, crying their tears as he just close his eyes behind his shades, hugging her back to say, “I won’t leave you then… For the sake of everything I’ll repay…”
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