Brace for it

Chapter one

Being an orphan had its advantages.

Like having no close family to risk life and limb for when the end of the world hit.

Well, sure I had my foster parents, and friends like a normal person, but i wasn't to attached to Mary and John so when they died it didn't bother me much. Friends? Luckily they had the common sense to band up together and head to my house. While they were few, they were survivors and that was all that mattered. They were just lucky that we lived in the middle of nowhere.

20th of June. 2016. Four months after the zombies had taken over the world.

Well, when you say world, it's rather a vague term. America, like usual, was the first to fuck everything up. even though The virus wasn't even born there. It was created in China, meant to be the ' revolutionary ' new bacteria that could prolong your life by up to ten years. Well, it kind of worked. As a sign of goodwill, china gave the first samples to American scientists. Or at least, ' good will ' is what they say. I'm still not convinced it was part of a plan that went horribly wrong. Well, it's too late to find out now.And the pills did work on humans, actually. For about a year they kept testing it on volunteers until they were certain that the drugs worked with no side affects. China was about to release the product- dubbed ' Miracle pills ' worldwide when the first subjects started to die.

It started slowly at first, one every couple of days until they were dropping like flies. All 100 of them, gone within 5 weeks. Thanks to that, ' miracle pills' production was put on hold until the deaths were investigated.

It was said on the sixth day of creation, God created the humans. On the sixth week of the pills, the humans learnt they shouldn't have played god.

To put it simply, the dead subjects weren't so dead anymore. Well, they were still dead, but not lying-in-a-coffin-not-trying-to-eat-people dead. They were up, walking and hungry, and that was all that mattered. Taken by surprise- and having stupidly put all the bodies in the same place- the 100 or so zombies managed to eat or turn nearly everybody in the building that they were being held in. That increased their numbers to round 200. Without any food, they were forced to find their way out in order to eat.

And that's when shit got real.

Colorado was taken first. Then NY, Ohio, Chicago, Dallas, San Diego, Boston. Washington was the last to fall. God, even the president was eaten. Or turned. We're still not quite sure.

How did the virus spread to different countries? Simple. In the initial panic, anybody sane tried to get out of the country. Plane or boat, either way they got out. Unfortunately for us, some of the people that were on those boats and planes were infected.In Zombie movies, it was often that you turned when one bit you, but thats not how in happened in real life. Yeah, they would bite you, but it didn't necessarily kill you. The infection was bloodborne. You know how in The Walking Dead or The Last of Us or shit like that they would wander around with zombie blood all stained on their clothes? You do that, your fucking dead. If you had even the slightest open wound and some of that got into it, you best have a gun handy or you dead before the sun rises the next day. Luckily, however, the wound had to be deep to get infected. Cuts, grazes, gashes, they're fine. Funny, that. You could walk around bleeding from cuts all over your body soaked in the deads blood and your fine but if you get even one dropped in that pierced ear of yours and your a gonner. But you would think after watching so many zombie movies, people would know NOT to get on a fucking plane if they were infected. But did they think? No. They didn't.

So, obviously, America is practically now a dead land, other than a few rednecks trying to make a living in the more remote parts where the zombies only wandered if they were starving. We still have no clue what their eating now. Probably animals, or the occasional human if they could find one. It isn't much help that NZ shut down all communications with the rest of the world now. Of course, that was probably what kept most of us alive here. But now we're stuck here and have no idea what's going on with the rest of the world.

This is all we know. After America fell, China was next. Surprisingly, then Africa. Th Canadians fell after the maple syrup ran out. Well, no, they didn't. That was just a rumour going around.They were the last to go, actually. Canada was tough. Australia?

We're still pretty sure their going strong. Copied our tactic or shutting off all coms, only more efficiently. Besides, all of those years fighting dingos and crocs must have made them used to fighting things.

Not to be racist. I've never even been to Australia. But I had an Australian cousin once that visited. Let's just say we had to bury our dog and never went to the beach again after he left. Anyway, at least they're doing better than us. While we had shut down all transportation and communications will all countries once the news had hit, we still weren't quick enough to stop some of the infected into the country. It was estimated around 50 bitten people made it in. Not much, but enough.

Once it was in, the virus spread quickly. Wellington was gone within a week. Auckland, four days. Thankfully, our government was smart enough to know what to do. Within the month, all infected were contained, and, if they turned, were shot. It was going well, up until around two months ago.

One of the fuckers got out somehow. Took the entire lab down with it. Nearly 200 people either died or became a zombie, then took to the streets. Again. And this time, nearly took the entire freaking country with it.

So now? Wellington, Auckland and Christchurch are nearly dead zones. Christchurch is the worst. Already damaged by the 2011-2012 earthquakes, and having barely any housing to take cover, it's empty apart from the dead. Both kinds. Auckland barley scraping on while Wellington still holds a couple of survivors. They live in the high up apartments, scavenging for food in the empty shops like dogs. Idiots. The only way to survive here is to get away from the cities, live in the country. It's quiet, remote, and most of us grow our own food anyway to survive. So for most of us, life didn't change much. It was still quiet, still eating home grown food, still keeping a lookout. Not for rednecks or teenage townies looking for a bit of fun. Keeping a lookout was meant for looking for the dead. Or survivors. Either way, it was an important job that had to be taken seriously.

How seriously? Well,I was about to find out. Very seriously.

Edit: I've updated some of the info and changed how the infection spreads. Didn't want it to be to clichè. Fixed up some wrong points and grammer, that sort of thing. I should hopefully get the next chapter up soon, i've been very busy and i apologise for the huge delay.

 I'm sorry if it's short, it's a bit of an introduction of what's happened and everything. I'll introduce the main plot and other characters in the next chapter. Also, I'm so so sorry if I offended anyone in the countries part. especially with America and Australia. I'm kiwi, we kind of naturally dislike Australia since they stole that actor of ours. Well, not stole, but people think he's Aussie since he's been living there so long he has their accent when he's actually kiwi. I kind of like Australia but my friend convinced me to add the 'dingos and crocs ' part.And I'm going by what tumblr, the news and school tells me about America. I've never actually been there. If you want me to remove anything because I offended you, please tell me! I don't want to offend anyone, im just trying to write and that's what came out.

So tell me what you think! Thanks so much, this is my very first attempted book so I hope it's ok!