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Disclaimer:

This story takes place in an unnamed country in an unnamed world. All you need to know is they're not in Korea so there's no use of honorifics. Don't read too much into geography here.

Some of the characters are drastically different from their real life personas and some of them may or may not be literal dickheads. this is not because I dislike them (I love each member of BTS to death) but simply for the purpose of the plot.

There may be character deaths and there will be a lot of violence, as is expected from a Zombie Apocalypse AU. Be prepared for some angsty internal monologue.

On a lighter note! A surprise girlgroup appears in the story, try guessing who it'll be.

-Jamie<3

Jungkook's POV

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Jungkook's POV

I pulled my baseball bat back from the creatures cracked scull, thick, black blood dripping slowly down it's length to the handle, trickling over my hands.

I didn't care. Having blood on your hands wasn't such a bad thing these days, as long as it was black.

My name is Jeon Jungkook, secondary close-combat specialist. We all had our so-called specialties, none of them were real. I just knew how to swing a bat, as a result that was my specialty.

The group called me 'bat-boy'.
I appreciated the reference but I would have liked a more intimidating nickname. Not that the intimidation levels of our names had any affect on the Zombies.

Nothing but blunt force, blades and bullets had any affect on the Zombies.

"Bat-boy, look alive!" Yoongi's yell sounded through the walkie-talkie fastened to my chest. Before I had time to react, a large bang could be heard through the entire street and a shot whirled right past my ear. I spun around and saw a Zombie drop to the ground, barely a foot away from me, as the bullet buried itself in it's head.

"Thanks, Sugar," I muttered, looking up to the rooftops to see if I could spot him, silently cursing myself for almost getting myself killed. I quickly continued running down the street, needing to arrive at the corner store at a very specific time in order for the mission to run smoothly.

"Just pay attention, idiot,"

Min Yoongi, sniper, and our professional asshole. I paired up with him when the virus first broke out, both of us had lost everything and were trying desperately to escape the city. I saved him from a heard up on the highway, on our way out of the city. After that he'd had this overwhelming need to keep me safe, which I couldn't complain about.

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