Bjarki Adalssson's Story

Bjarki sat outside fishing on his brother's boat on the docks in Barcelona. it was quite a large fishing boat. made for Russia by the company that his brother worked for. but then the financial crisis came and it ended up just sitting there in Barcelona with his brother to watch it. Barcelona was kind of a quite spot not as badly set off as Madrid. but with the military here quarantining so much of Barcelona it was quite nice. He sat there fishing when he spotted three military vehicles enter the docks and park next to the ship. later he saw some military grade ships drag in an old container ship. they moved it right infront of the ship and preceded to place a ladder towards the entry way. Soldiers exited the cars and rushed into the ship holding they're guns. Gun shots were heard and zombie bodies were tossed off the ship. later the men exited holding a soldier. Bjarki could hear some talking from them but could not understand spanish. The commanding officer took out a pistol and shot the soldier right between the eyes. after looking closer Bjarki could see that the soldier was bit.

Later the soldiers left and the ship was abandoned. He had stopped fishing for now due to the zombies being tossed in the water and rather was cutting up the fish he had gotten before that. That's when he saw a weird looking man fall down the ladder of the ship. After looking closer he noticed it was a zombie. the zombie wandered mindlessly towards Bjarki's ship. Bjarki reached down under him and picked up his brother's old hunting rifle. he took the shot and hit the zombie. ''Ugh the military cant do shit right'' he thought to himself before locking up and heading in the ship to cook some fish. The ship had its own generator. that could easily last for a month.

Bjarki sat in the ship and watched CNN. '' Breaking news. Amsterdam has been completely closed off after riots hit. Death tolls are huge and people in that area are advised to stay indoors with they're windows and doors barricaded.'' Bjarki looked at the TV with disgust ''Ugh why do the news networks have to lie... if they told the truth people could truly prepare... shit id hate to in a country anywhere near there.'' He then stood up and walked out to deck to look at the city. ''Ya know this city is pretty when there are no zombies'' he thought to himself.

Bjarki suddenly was shocked to see a familiar face walk down the docks. '' Yo Bjarki. You ass you never told me which part of the docks the bloody ship was in!'' the man walking towards him yelled out. ''Holy shit is that you? Hey mike you haven't been bit have ya?''
Once again the stranger yelled out'' Nah common let me onboard the ship'' Bjarki ran towards the other side of the ship and let down the stairs so his friend could get onboard.

'' Thanks man.'' Mike said. ''No problem so what brings you here?'' Bjarki asked curiously. ''Well ya know... the zombies drove me from Madrid and i thought id be safe if i found you'' Mike said before chuckling. ''You are a mad man you know that?'' Bjarki said with a smile before showing him around and giving him a room in the ship.

Bjarki returned out to the deck while mike took a shower in the ship. ''Man shits finally getting half normal again.''

After just sitting there for a while he saw smoke coming from the city and heard sirens. ''Fuck don't tell me shits getting worse here...''

Bjarki just sat there reading inside the captain's room when he heard a knock on the door. ''Hey mike come in.'' Mike walked in with a backpack ''Uhm hey dude i need to make a run to the store could you be prepared to let me back in the ship when i get back'' '' Sure man. wait here (picks up an portable radio unit.) here take this just stay on this frequency and contact me alright? i have the radio here on that frequency'' Mike agreed and left the ship. an hour later he returned and asked to be let back in. '' on my way'' Bjarki spoke into his mic before heading out.

Outside a group of men had approached mike threatening him telling him to give them the ship. Mike refusing angers them. they start kicking mikes ass before one of them stabs him. Bjarki see's this from above in the boat. he grabs his rifle and shoots the thugs but too late. Mike had died. Even worse the shouting and the gunshots had attracted a mob of zombies. ''Shit i guess that explains the sirens.'' He thought to himself. Mike's death didn't bother him too much. he was used to being alone. after being picked on as a child. '' may you rest in peace mike'' He said outloud and loaded his rifle. he walked to the front of the ship and looked at the city. it was in flames. He then saw Spanish bombers flying towards it. ''I guess Spain gave up on the city'' He thought as the bombers dropped napalm on the city trying to eradicate the zombies. leaving out the docks though due to its general emptyness. Bjarki ran inside the ship locking the door after him. ''best check the news'' He thought to himself before sitting down and watching the news. ''Spain has declared martial law No one may enter or leave the country'' The news anchor said quite coldly. ''France has taken this as a threat to its safety by banning them entry during the riots in the two countries. and has decided to declare war'' The news anchor stays silent for a bit ''Alright lets stop this bullshit. The dead are coming back to-- We are having some technical difficulties'' Bjarki watched the TV once more with disgust ''They even silent those who dare to speak the truth'' He then headed to his room to finish reading.

The sunrise was showing itself as Bjarki exited the ship and walked on deck. The city of Barcelona was in ruins.

''Well i guess nothing is keeping me here anymore.'' he said before checking the current supplies and then prepared to head off. ''Hmmm perhaps Rome for a small stop.''. He pulled up the anchor and set sail out of the dock area.

At this point he was far from land sailing for barcelona to rome. on the way he spotted an spanish battleship just sitting there in the water. after closer inspection he saw it was infested with zombies. So he simply kept moving.

Bjarki begins watching the news as he enters the coast of Italy '' Today terrible things have happened. London was nuked today by Russia to obliterate the walking dead. and for the safety of the rest of the country. Also Italy has crowned the Pope lord of Italy granting him full power. to keep them safe from the wrath of the walking dead.'' Bjark looked amazed at what was going on. ''This... truly cant be'' The world was going to shit. it truly was the end with nations resorting to nuclear power.

'' Breaking news. The United states of America has gone silent. Eastern Russia has been taken over by China who has not been that badly affected due to the Leader's Rule with an iron fist policy. This has caused theories that China had developed this virus and unleashed it. it has been traced that the first signs of the outbreak were in fact just north of what was London'' Bjarki had truly lost his believe that things would ever be the same.

Bjarki had just docked his boat at the docks when he noticed a motorcross salesman not something you would see that often in a zombie apocalypse. Bjarki decided he needed an on land vehicle and traded off some food and other supplies for it. He loaded the bike then onto the ship. This city seemed to be quite nice thanks to the iron fist ruling of the pope.


Bjarki felt though as something was wrong. there was talk of people disappearing and whole communities being shut off from time to time

Bjarki Took a walk around Rome to see how things were faring. it looked like a scene from a war movie. the streets were almost empty except for the priests wielding guns. As he walked along he noticed at the town square there was a public execution he walked closer to view what was going on. '' This heathen dares to question God in these troubling times its people like him Sinners! who brought this on us!.'' The priest yelled out at the crowd who seemed to be on the priests side. ''Fools... Cant they see they need all the fit men possible to survive through this?'' Bjarki thought to himself as he kept on walking. A gunshot was heard ''Poor fuck...'' He thought before being stopped by a local ''Potresti risparmiare qualche soldo?'' The local said in quite a weak voice. Bjarki could hear this person was obviously in bad shape. ''I'm sorry i cant under stand you. i don't speak Italian'' Bjarki replied using basic movements to help explain. The local seemed to explain as he walked off. Bjarki continued then walking around the districts when he heard screaming from another side of the city. followed by gunshots ''God fucking damn don't tell me things are breaking down here... exactly while i'm as far as possible from my ship...'' He thought to himself worried before rushing to investigate. He unsheathed his weapon from its holster on his back to be same. He had attached a bayonet on it for safety. As he walked closer ready for a fight he noticed a gunfight between what seemed as some sorts of street gang and the priests. It appears the gang was attempting to flee the city even though it was in lock down.''God damn they don't know how bad it is out there...'' He thought before sheathing his weapon back and heading back to town. ''Best get some supplies so i wont have any need to leave the ship the next few days.''

He entered a small grocery store and picked out some food he thought could last for a while. He ended up buying ten cans of baked beans to cook. And then he headed to a gas station to see if he couldn't get some fuel for the ship incase he runs out. As he reached the gas station it appears that the dispute at the gate had not ended. seeing gunshots and screaming could still be heard. if anything it was getting worse. He bought some gas with the last of his funds ''Typical human stupidity still using currency even though the worlds going to shit'' He thought to himself as he barely managed to walk with the weight of all of his supplies. A man in a pickup driving could see his problem and stopped his vehicle and asked Bjarki something in Italian. ''Sorry man i can't speak your language'' Bjarki said trying to explain. The man spoke back'' Oh American?'' in a Italian accent making him barely understandable. The man was dark haired chubby with a thick beard. '' Nah i'm Icelandic. You speak English?'' Bjarki asked the strange man before stopping completly. ''Yes i had to learn English. my father was a businessman who often took trips to England. Do you need a ride somewhere?'' The man spoke in a quite high pitched voice compared to the people Bjarki usually spoke to. ''Yeah that would be nice. could you drop me off at the docks?'' He asked before getting into the car. ''Yeah no problem'' The man replied before driving off in the direction of the docks. During the trip Bjarki learned the man's name was Augustus his parents were great enthusiasts of ancient Rome and name him after the first emperor. He also learned that Augustus has a job shipping goods between the remaining Italian cities. Explaining his pickup being pretty well fortified and the shotgun he kept between the two seats. Once at the docks Bjarki hopped off and thanked the man and warned him to make a delivery as soon as possible since his worries for Rome. They said they're farewells knowing they would most likely not meet again. Bjarki got on his ship and put away these new supplies before locking up the entrance once more. He then sat down on a chair on the deck of the ship reading a book and getting some sun while it was up. ''Ugh five days since i left Barcelona. I hope this city holds out a bit longer. not in the mood to travel again...'' He thought to himself as he slowly became drawn to the book. Books were one of the few things that managed to take his mind off the world. something about them just relaxed him.

Bjarki woke up to the noise of the waves and the rocking. ''I guess a storm did hit. seeing as were rocking like bad for a harbor area.'' He got dressed and picked up his rifle. ''Never go anywhere without this...'' He mumbled with himself and made his way up to the deck. but instead of choosing the quickest way there he took the longest possible making sure the ship was in good condition. ''Might as well get some fishing aswell.. he picked up his fishing pole and the knife to cut up the fish. He then reached the deck to see he was nowhere near Rome'' Woah where the hell am i?'' He said outloud worried. He walked a circle around deck to try to find land somewhere but found none. ''Shit...how did we get here... might be a hijacker'' He unsheathed his rifle and was ready for a battle as he made sure it was loaded and the bayonet was correctly set. He aimed right inside and walked slowly in. making sure to not show any weak spots.
''best start by going to the control room.'' He head upstairs to where all the machines,steering thing was and inspected it well. ''Ugh no one here What the hell is going on'' He thought to himself as he sat down to the compass and navigation machine. Due to the hell that was roaming the GPS did not work. ''Alright time to try to figure out where the fuck i am...''

Lucien walked back up to the deck and noticed that a door that wasn't open when he went down under the deck and peaking through the rift in the door he saw a kid hardly over 18 sitting down by the navigation machine but more importantly Lucien noticed the rifle next to him he sneaked inside pointed his pistol at him at 2 meter range right at his head and said"don't make any sudden movements and i wont blow your brains out kid."

''oooh shit'' He thought to himself as he realized the situation. ''Shit i'm gonna die.. i'm gonna die!'' he thought once more before gaining the courage to speak. ''Who the fuck are you. and what are you doing on my ship... and why the fuck aren't we in Rome?'' He asked just managing to sound confident while secretly terrified. Bjarki looked around the machines to see they were going seriously slow compared to the ships power...''The fool must think we'll run out of fuel'' he thought to himself. then looked out the window without the man noticing. ''Shit... were headed for land... a Desert?... this is strange...'' he thought to himself.

"My name is Lucien Enders british special forces and im on your boat because my squads helicopter chrashed and Rome went to shit right after i got there in some stupid riot against the guards who were shooting everything on sight."He looked up and down the kid sizing him up"well if why dont you just stand up nice and slow and tell me who you are and if your alone."While thinking"ok kid lets hope you comply or i really will have to shoot him."

Bjarki stood up carefully trying not to get his ass shot. Suddenly the ship hit another ship. sending Bjarki and Lucien flying forward. ''Shiiiiit!'' Bjarki yelled out before he hit the window of the control room. ''Good fucking job'' he said after standing up. Noticing that Lucien had dropped his gun at the impact Bjarki lunged for it just so getting it and aimed straight at the man. ''So how does it feel to be on the other end of the gun?.'' he asked as he made sure the safety was off.

Lucien stood up looking at the kid thinking"kid you just made the biggest mistake of your life" then steping aside grabing the gun pushing it up hitting the kid in the face taking the gun and shooting him in the leg"that will teach you not to mess with spec ops."

''Oh my fucking god my leg! Agh! my leg!'' Bjarki cried out in pain. ''You fucking asshole!'' he panicked Then crawled away ''Get away! dont kill me!'' He yelled out once more not knowing that zombies were slowly climbing into the boat from the ship they had just crashed into. He reached a corner where he found the gun he dropped when he was hit. he made sure the man would not notice as he placed the gun in his pocket. He heard the zombies now climbing in and making noises. he also felt the ship slowly sink.''Shit we need to get to a raft!

Lucien said"i wont kill you that was a warning shot. Lucien noticed the zombies"shit kid if i support you can you walk and shoot. We will kill each other when we are safe ok..." Lucien reached his hand out and turned and shoot a zombie coming trough the door.

Bjarki took Lucien's hand and pulled himself up ''Your a fucking bastard for shooting me but i'm not gonna die today.'' he said in quite a calm voice and aimed right at the oncoming hoard. ''Dude the ship is clearly sinking we need to get the fuck out of here!'' he yelled out as he attempted to pull Lucien towards the single life boat.

once reaching it he made the preparations while Lucien fought off the hoard. Bjarki limped then onto the boat before getting on it. ''Yo get your ass on the boat already!'' he yelled as he double checked that he had everything.