Over looking the planet of Zantia it zooms in on the country of Japal in the city of Zunga with the people looking up at the sky when all
of a sudden "BANG!!!!"

"I never thought that it would actually happen, i thought that this kind of stuff only happens in a movie." says a scared voice

At the Sumit of the atmosphere a Thermo Nucleur Device has exploded and cause all those trapped in a state of shock

As the Zantians watched their beloved island of Contros burn and scream all they could do is watch in plain shock and horror

Then it came the screams
"Help me!!" says a male voice
"Its got me!!" says a petriffied female voice
"Help" says a police officer
They have closed off the bridge to Contros via the city of Zunga (connected by a bridge)

The police then take up their guns and aim at the bridge
"Somethings comming" says police no.1
"What is that?" says police no.2
"Its something that's very creepy indeed" says John Macintire


"Ahhhhhh, run for your lives!" says police no.5

A slow moan echos.......
"They are comming sir" says police no.2
"Open fire when they get close" says John in a confused voice

As the Zombies approach the police begin to open fire.
Police no.3 dies when a Zombie grabs him and begins to munch on his throat.
"ARGHHHHH Sir HELP Me!" says police officer no.3 "ughhh " that was his last breath, he died a hero" says John

"Bang Bang Bang" the guns crackle

"Sir the Military are here" says officer no.1
"Good, just when we need them" replies John in a thankful voice

Laruen was sitting in a cafe, drinking a coffee that she had managed to make. She had killed the entire staff, well zombie staff, and it for some reason left her very thirsty. She did enjoy drinking what she made, although she did like the way the girl who she had shot made it.

Although the fact that zombies had invaded, she didn't really seem to care, but instead decided to focus on survivors. She was one, and no doubt that the military would be in a strong hold, and who knows how many civilians were left. Deciding to check it out, she went on to the roof of the cafe, to see how many of the little guys were left. Not to many as it turned out, but she decided to help anyone that was out there. She took aim and managed to take down three other zombies, so maybe they could tell that someone had managed to kill them.

Deciding to give her position away probably isn't smart, but it is better than nothing she reasoned to herself. She took out her flare gun that she kept in her backpack and fired it into the air, creating a loud bang, and a large display. Hopefully someone would see it, and she could have some company.

Avery was at his military base, Chaotic due to the number of survivors. Most of the squads were out helping others, his squad, however, was preparing for Dismissal. Avery hated everything that was going on, considering his hometown and most if not all his family had been turned. Constantly thinking 'If only he made it in time'. "Delta squad out!" Yelled the boss. Awakining from deep thought, Avery quickly threw on his backpack and picked up his gun getting in line to enter the squad car.

As the squad car drove all Avery saw through the windows was deserted shops, blood on the streets, and multiple dead bodies. He could hear a gun being fired at the top of the car but couldn't see what was being shot. Looking at his comrades he said with sadness in his voice "This used to be a nice city."

The car seemed to have stopped and Avery could hear police yelling. The door opened and Avery stepped out seeing wounded survivors, zombies, and policemen all over. Avery then Saw what he wished he had never seen, A zombie charged a police officer and when straight at his throat. Quickly Avery Fired, 'Bang Bang Bang!' "Sir the Military have arrived" One of the policemen said. Avery followed his squad to a police officer who had been wearing a name tag that said "John".

"Hello- uhh- Officer John, were here to help." Avery said trying so sound nice yet serious. In the middle of conversation there was a loud bang! Avery saw that it came from one of the abandoned stores. Probably the cafe or the theaters he thought. "My squad will have everything taken care of... Wanna check out the flare?"

As the army approached i saw this soldier speedily walking towards me. "Hello- uhh- Officer John" came a serious yet nice voice from the soldier
"Hi, thank you so much for comming" says John
"That flare must have attracted all these Zombies, We had to retreat from the bridge, we got over run" says John in a scared voice.
As John and Officer no.1 and Avery moved to investigate the flare they were cut off by another horde of Zombies that must have been attracted to all the gun fire.
Avery and John deduced that the Zombies could only hear and were no actually able to See, Smell.
"Should we get some melee weapons?!" asks John

As they get closer to the flare all they can see is blood and dead bodies everywhere, riddled with bullet holes and knife wounds.
"This looks like either a sword or a knife Avery" says John

The horde of Zombies comes back hearing another "BANG"
"Uh..... Another flare" says John excitedly
"should we investigate it more?" says John Confused


They both think that they should split up as the Zombies seem to be getting ever so close. As John goes down a small ally that leads to a small flower shop he can only imagine what is happening to the whole world or if its only happening to Japal?

He gets emotional
"Damn it, i have to be strong and try and save as many people as i can!"

Raleigh was walking the streets. He had found an old pool stick. An old bloody pool stick. Those things were coming. Then he saw someone just.... sitting in a cafe having a drink? What? "What are you doing?" Raleigh walked up to the person.

Avery saw the cafe clearly. He saw a man going into the cafe and decided to tell john he would investegate.
After a quick singal to john he made a spint to the store only having to kill about 6 zombies. Looking through the cafe's boarded windows he didn't see or hear anything suspisous. He decided to open the door with his gun pointed he ran in to find a man and a woman conversing.

There faces looked scared yet relieved, then he realized his gun was pointed at them.

He Put his rifle back on his back and introduced himself,"Hello Survivors, I saw the flare, My name is Avery. Im here to help, on the millitary's behalf."
"I have a friend nearby the flower shop whos holding down, After we get him, we could go back to the camp not to far from here."
He pulled out his walkie talkie out,"Delta squad do you register...".
A minite of silence,"Delta squad do you register..."
After the disappointment he said "Im sure everything is fine lets just head back."

Laruen was surpirsed how fast she got a reaction, it seemed like her flare did atract people, and not just undead ones. First to come up was a guy with a pool stick, and he seemed like he shouldn't be using a weapon. He seemed surprised she was drinking coffee at a time like this.

She quickly took him in and said, "I'm Lauren, would you like a coffee? I can't make them very good, but it's better than nothing." The cheerful manner of her voice must have been deeply disturbing. However, before she could get a responce, a man in uniform showed up and introduced himself as part of the millitary. "I knew they would have a strong hold somewhere." She thought to herself as she left the man who had entered before the gaurd.

"Well, I'm Lauren Calister, intraining officer of the the nearby police force, sir." She put her hand by her head in a salute, before starting again, "Do you mind if I grab my coffee before we leave? I have been very thristy lately. Oh yea, the guy doesn't seem to have been biten, so there is that also." She said before getting her cofffee from the table. "Ready when you are!"

The high school was crazy. "Everyone! Everyone! Calm down" the teachers tried to coax us into a state where it felt like man-eating zombies weren't after us, however, that wasn't even close to working.
This was no fire drill, of a drill that we could relate it too- actually, it wasn't a drill that I was familiar with at all. It was a full out slaughter.

Within an hour the school looked like a battle field and Skye felt as if she were right in the open.

Running down the stairs and to the sports equipment room, she obtained a metal bat. It was a step up from the heavy fire-extiguisher, which wasn't really working out for her when the gore-fest began.
Then there was a quiet grunting. It alerted Skye's attention as she looked to her right to see a zombie gorging itself on the flesh of a class mate. This one she actually knew. It took a lot of effort for Skye to hold in her breakfast. Thank the heavens she didn't eat lunch yet for it wouldn't be in her system anymore if she had.
The "thing" didn't seem to notice her, though, and without confrontation she ran out toward the school yard.
Yet, before she ran out into the open, knowing it would be safer outside of the school grounds, so she wasn't fenced in with a bunch of zombies, she observed the walkway to the exit with caution.
There were maybe ten of them lurking, all wearing school uniforms. Some were crouched down indulging on the kids, while others seemed to aimlessly move.
Then something grabbed at her shirt. Skye pulled back, an instant reaction, her heart began pumping blood faster and she nearly screamed. It was teacher- another recognizable face. They were long gone, and after they saw her they had their target settled.
Skye was forced to leave her hiding spot- and now here she was, in the center of what felt like Hell in her own school.

Montie took a deep breath, her pocket knife in hand, guitar strapped securely to her back. Admittedly, she didn't have much. She managed to eat what she could find, but chose not to carry it to avoid attracting anything. She only cared about making music and surviving; everything else was just an insignificant piece of a messed up puzzle.

Looking up, she watched a flare go up, and it didn't seem to be too far from her position, so sucking in another gulp of air, she began her trek towards it. She tried listening intently for any hint of another being, but found herself transfixed with the sound of her boots against the pavement. They squished softly, stomped slightly, barely made noise, but she could hear it. Montie also heard footsteps behind her, turning and striking out with her pitiful knife. Upgrade, soon. She thought, slicing a zombie across the throat as she looked back. It had been so close to her. She quickened her pace to a moderate jog, dodging zombies and cars as she ran through the street.

Finally she came across the place where the flare had gone off, finding three people. Holding her knife at the ready, she tentatively approached them. "Did one of you shoot a flare?" She moved hair out of her pastel green eyes and blinked. These were the first people she'd seen in quite some time. Montie prayed she could stay with them as a means of protection. Her wimpy knife wouldn't hold off a hoard, and certainly would break eventually. Montie held her hand out to the first person, a man who seemed to be in the army maybe, or military. "My name is Laura Lynn Montgomory, but due to the informal situation, you may call me Montie." She gave a crooked smile and brushed a handful of hair back when it fell into her eyes again.

"She shot the flare. And she made some coffee. Want some? Yeah, I know, not now but hey, might as well have some coffee to ease the senses right?" Raleigh got no response. "Well at least the drooling freaks like to talk back. You can't understand them, but hell."

Avery saw another person walking into the café.
He grew impatient with the girl offering everyone coffee thinking about john.
"My friend john is holding out next to the flower shop right down this street." He said not trying to sound irritated, but somewhat interruptive, hopefully it got the point across. Although the smell of coffee made him less tense finally a familiar smell that didn't make him want to puke.

Then he got a signal from his walkie talkie... there was some static then "Avery do you read?"
Quickly he responded "Yes, I read, I Found 4 survivors and I am about to head back with john and them."
He waited for a reply. After a minute or so the walkie talkie bursted "Its Turning to hell out here!"
Not knowing what do say, he responded with "Im on my way."

Looking at everyone," Could we get a move on things? The camps not to far away."

As John was surounded by a Horde of Undead his ammo in his Baretta was running out faster than he could shoot. He had already shot 9 of them and only had two clips for backup

The ZPD guidelines dictate that all officers must only have three clips of ammo on them at all times.

"The should all die now!" John says to himself
"Where is the Army when you need them?" says John angrily

John retreats to a ladder to which he begins to climb. He reaches the top, suddenly something grabs him
"urghhhhhh" a moan from something

"ahhhhhh, get off me!" John shouts
John kicks the Zombie in the face sending it flying he quickly pulls out his Baton and smacks it in the head and manages to break its neck.
"Phew" says John in exclamation

John begins to look around the top of the building staring around the whole of Zunga and all you can see on his face is horror, pure horror

He looks down at a near by restaurant and sees a small grouod if survivors fighting a huge horde, but getting nowhere. He reaches for his Walkie Talkie and switches the setting to the Emergency Setting
"Hopefully ill reach someone on here?!" John says

Suddenly a flare flys up from a nearby block

"I hope Avery is there, i need to get there quick" says John in his head

"Where," Skye breathed, "Where is everyone?"
Why- why are they all... Dead?
Her voice was a desperate whisper. The city looked just as bad as her school. Skye's uniform was soaked with the blood of others- she probably looked as crazy as she felt at this point.
She couldn't identify a single live person who wasn't an animated carcass..

Then she saw it, a ray of hope- a flare.
She immediately moved to go to where it had come from- hoping to see a bunch of people in that area.
But just as she was nearly there a hand reached out.

It wrapped around her ankle and pulled Skye right off of her feet. She hit the pavement hard and cried out in the brief pain. Looking forward he realized her situation was worse than she thought as she met face to face with a zombie who she at first though was just a dead body.
It was her mistake for just stepping around it, and assuming things- and it caught her completely by surprise.

She went to crawl away, but it's painful iron grip had a good hold.
When she fell the she had dropped the bat- and now it was just barely out of reach. If only... If only it was a little closer to her fingers. Her reached out- trying to accomplish the impossible.
"H-" She needed someone, anyone! "He-Help!"

The question now was, was there anyone around- or brave enough to even come to her aid?

With everyone preparing to leave to to Avery's inpatients Avery checked to make sure he had ammo. Avery reloaded and then he said "Ill go out front check if theres any zombies." letting the door open then close left of a ding dong ding dong. there were 2 that looked this direction. Avery only shot 5 bullets in each of there heads and they fell back. He looked around and didn't see any more.

Releaved, he went to open the door and tell everyone the coast was clear, till the sound of a woman in distress called out "H-... He-Help."
How could Avery not go towards the sound. The sound emanated from near the school. There must be thousands of zombie children he thought. hoping for the best he sprinted towards the sound. Getting to the end of the street and turning he saw a woman and a zombie of the ground. The zombie began to stand as the woman just crawled. I looked through the iron sight of my gun and shot the zombie in the chest and head. He fell backwards quickly due to the impact of the rifle's bullets. He then walked up to the teacher and asked " Hey Ma'am, i am part of the military." He flashed a quick fake smile and said " Everything is gonna be alright, follow me to the cafe just around the corner, there are some survivors there."

As he helped her up he made sure she wasn't bit. Then they headed to the cafe.

"Everythings gunna be alright, follow me to the cafe just around the corner, there are some survivors there."
How could anything be alright? But Skye had no other choice but to trust him- he after all did just save her.
Before they left she picked her bat back up and made sure to be more weary. It was going to take a little bit to get used to this. But this situation didn't, at all, look like something which could be resolved in a mere day or two. That was like a nightmare.

The smell, the air was hot- it was gross. The more they walked through the city- the more dead she thought she saw.

Skye was speechless, for the first time in her life-she hadn't an idea to speak of.

Looking back before they got too far from the school she silently bid farewell for the friends she once knew there- unsure if she still had faith in their safety at this point.

Matthew was in the back of the cafe. Checking out the food left here, he grabbed a bunch and put it in in his hoodie pocket. "Hey guys, supplies back here!"

Avery took the woman to the cafe. He told everyone how he saved her. He told everyone that there is no time left to get John. He gathered everyone and they headed to the flower shop and found John holding out.

"John!" shouted. "I've gathered a group of survivors, Lets head back to the camp, I got word from my squad that they need help."

Jack glanced out the window to see that a flare had been set far off in the distance. His head dropped, looking confused and scared. He had no idea what was going on, not knowing a single thing that just happened in Contros... He saw a rampage of people tripping through the corridor of the school, passing by his class.

Suddenly, behind them all came a living corpse that entered the class. Jack walked up to it and questioned about what was going on. Nothing, no reply at all...

The corpse suddenly pounced on to Jack...