The Outbreak

Chapter 1 by Storm Chyld Storm Chyld

One month ago an outbreak occurred. The infection spread like wild fire, through out the world. Between the infection, the chaos, and the destruction infecties have inflicted, the **** toll has been staggering. Infecties, have become known as zombies, creatures reduced to their primal instinct, with no morals. Creatures seemingly bent on feeding, and killing. But since the outbreak, mutations have sprung up. Aberrant zombies, unique from their more normal counterpart.

The world hasn't ended, and the human race is not extinct. There exist survivors. Men and women facing the end of days. No one knows why some people aren't effected, but creed, race, theology and sex seem to have nothing to do with it.

Welcome to the outbreak. What you were, no longer matters. What you are, and what you will become, is all that remains. Keep your friends close, and your guns closer. Forge alliances with other survivors, or walk alone, but whatever you do, don't stop, for you remain prey, in a world of predators.

(If imitation is the greatest form of flattery, this is my attempt to both flatter and put my own morbid spin on a well known video game. The story while dark, like any story of its nature, is only as dark as you make it. Never choose an action you don?t want, and your less likely to experience an outcome you find disturbing.)

1) Grant. Ex-military. Older white male, whose seen his share of wars. Armed with an m-16, a pistol, and a knife, he's bringing the war to the infected.

2) Freya. Biker Chick. Thirty something white woman. Armed with a shot gun, a pistol, a knife and a devil may care attitude. she isn't to be taken lightly.

3) Zack. Corporate hot shot. Middle aged, African American. Cool headed, and an eye for detail got him far in the business world. Now with his hunting rifle, and a pistol, he gets to climb the food chain, and keep from getting eaten by a bigger dog.

4) Samantha. College student. Young white girl. Armed with only a pistol, and her wit, shes gone from a directionless student, to a goal orientated woman. Her goal, survive.

Who are you?

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