꒰👁️꒱ 𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖆 𝕮𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

Apocalypse | Cesar x Zombie!Reader

Warning: Cussing, story ass chapter, infections, apocalypse, zombies.

Art; Fatshark

The apocalypse

That's when this takes place. I know, I know it sounds horrible. But not for me because I was probably the eighth one to get bitten. Now most of my family members are zombies so I don't have to miss them. Unless their heads get blown off.

I was scared of becoming a zombie...at first. But I have full consciousness and the ability to move and do whatever I want. A d my body isn't rotting!! Before you say, "the bite probably didn't affect you get" it has been 5 days since I've been bitten. That's enough time, right? Now of course I don't go biting people because that's just wrong, but I do have to watch my back. My eyes are a dead give away that I'm a zombie. They turned into the piercing yellow, it sort of looks cool.

Right now, I sit in the windowsill of a abandoned apartment. I watch as the world I live in got destroyed slowly. It was saddening, but now nothing can hurt me except for humans. I sigh. It is lonely. Maybe I can hide my bite on my waist and try to befriend one of the people. I gasped as I saw someone walking on the quiet road of Mandela County. I hummed. Maybe I can befriend him.

He looks friendly enough, but he has a shot gun. Just as I'm about to run down the steps, I see he enters the building. I smile and run down the steps anyways. I made sure to quite my footsteps as I heard the sound of a gun being equipped. I suck in unnecessary air and hide myself into the shadows of the complex. I then hear groans of other zombies. Shit. The man with fluffy, black hair runs up the stairs as a hoard of zombies chase him. He starts to knock down the steps, they were weak anyways. I step out of the shadows and attack the zombies.

I'm so happy that I still look human. It's a flex. As I beat down the hoard of 5 zombies, I look up at the staircase. He is standing there in shock, his shotgun aimed at my head. I gasped and cover myself. "You're- You're a zombie?" He asked, stunned. "Pffft- What? No! I'm a human. Haha." I stupidly playoff. He rolls his eyes and puts on a '》:|' face. I nervously laugh.

"How are you talking?" He asks. I rub the back of my neck. "I honestly don't know. One minute I'm bitten and the next I have yellow eyes." He hummed and crossed his arms, putting the shotgun away. "Are you going to... attack me?" The guy asks. I shook my head 'no'. "I still have some sense!" I playfully defend. In-sureness fills his face as he puts his arm down for me to grab. I extend my arm out to reach his. I grab on tightly as he pulls me up safely.

As I stand up, I notice he's looking me up and down. I smirk. "Do you like my (body) type?" His face goes red as he looks away. I giggled before saying a quick jk. "Ya know, we can team up!" I say. He nods. "Zombies don't detect me as a human so I can go out a get resources for you. I also don't die as easily to a gun," I gulp "Expect for a shotgun.." I reach my hand out. "So what do you say?" He looks so unsure, he might just decline my request..

Part 2 soon😉