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Catastrophe

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Parts 47
Time 12h 53m

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April 4, 2159. Far into the future, the world has made several technological advancements. Surely in this world, nothing can go wrong. The world has become safer, more powerful. Throughout history, the world had been purged of corruption, lead by a new generation of geniuses. Using their intelligence as a gift, not a privilege, for the good of mankind.

"This just in. Chaos runs rampant at Phantom labs after mass explosion. Citizens are urged to stay calm."

"Rest assured we will- Hey! Let go of me! No- NO!"

A mass explosion in a highly esteemed laboratory kickstarts a mass apocalypse, leaving the world in ruins, a desolated, barren wasteland.

"A good friend of mine can help you get out. Talented, Trustworthy, and Reliable."

A young girl finds herself caught in the destruction. But she's more than meets the eye. And fighting alongside her, are some of the most extraordinary individuals out there.

"Indeed it has been a while. However, we are no longer friends, only acquaintances."

However, one's history may often stick with him a long time. The history of these individuals may affect the way they treat each other, shattering bonds made along the way, the alliances made. And there... the creatures of the apocalypse aren't the only things wanting to sink their teeth into the group.

"Oh My Darling. You will rue the day you became who you are today."

Many want them dead. A rival, someone from the past. They want their heads. Menaces lurking in the shadows, a detriment to their survival. Their undying rage has driven them to spill blood. This has become more than survival in the apocalypse. This has become a fight for their lives. Surviving against the undead means nothing when they get entangled in the mercy of the shadow's.

This apocalypse is a war. A war for life. And who wins in the end is but a decision they can change, or allow to happen.All Rights Reserved

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They Call Me Daring by GreenPastels

Let's get one thing straight here, I'm not a hero (I totally am, but I hear that these days being modest is in fashion or something, so I don't know man). I never planned on being a hero. It kind of just happened. Clark's the bigshot. The fame, the girls, the attention. Me? I'm just his loser younger brother. Another rich Trackerson kid, but that quiet one with no personality. I'm kidding. I'm funny. I promise. I have to be. The name's Liam. The apocalypse wasn't easy on anyone, but it was harder on some. We made it okay. My family lives in a mansion, and we basically run this town. I come from a line of famous zombie-hunters. Not me, though. I kind of suck. I was never supposed to get bitten. I'm running out of time. I'm turning, and it's happening fast. People are rising up, feuds are breaking out, the world is ending all over again; and it's all up to me to stop it. Or something. Crazy, right? Anyway, I've got to go. I guess the good part is, if they find out my secret-if they kill me-at least not many people are going to miss me. I just hope they get my name right. L-I-A-M. It's not hard. Please, for the love of humanity, remember my name. Whatever they call me after all this, remember my name.

Hide by EverythingsOnThePage

Hide, run, fight and repeat. Trying to stay alive in a zombie apocalyptic world Maya joins together with 9 other students from PS198 and fight for their lives against the walking dead. Taking place in New York, Manhattan these teens will give it everything they have to try to get to safety. But in this world there is no such thing as a safe place. Just safer places then the ones before. Unfortunately these students will learn that the hard way. Filled with action, survival, and of course romance these teens will learn to trust the right people and realize their breaking point before they give up fighting. "Because I think a cry was long over due." "This is perfect karma. I'll have to send a thank you card soon." "Books and movies are based off of real life." "Yeah I'm pretty sure it had something to do with Algebra II" "We'll talk more later since apparently it takes three people to get a bottle of water." "We all do what we need to, to survive in this stupid fucked up world. And that was before the zombie-apocalypse." "Survival is the one thing on my mind." BOOK 2 IS OUT!

The Ruins Of Tomorrow by author_kcgomez

[Book One] [Currently going through major editing and rewriting] "Are we all swept by fear and regret?" *** Civilization has collapsed. Stuck in a dangerous outbreak between the living and an infection eating out humanity, turning them into vicious monsters. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed for all. Those who are left behind endure the consequences. Fighting for survival would require more than just hope and luck, but power and determination. While being consumed by fear and regret, a young teenager and her brother are on the search for sanctuary. Now contemplating about what's best for herself and the one person she swears to protect, the two pair head north. Battling anything and anyone that stands in their path for a better future. A better tomorrow. Content/trigger warning: This story contains mature themes such as language, discussions about mental health, self-harm, child abuse, gore, and more. [ Cover designed by miblart ]

The Altered. by _fiinch_

guys please don't read this anymore lmao i write totally differently now💋 _________________ In a future where humans are genetically modified -- 'altered' -- at the age of sixteen, the world has been, until now, a safe place. Without changing a person's personality, undergoing the Alteration perfects their appearance, IQ, and even their immunity to diseases. No human passes the age of sixteen without being Altered. In the blink of an eye, things change. An ominous message is sent out to all of those below the age of sixteen, providing precise instructions that suggest they flee. Simultaneously, a deadly virus starts to spread all about the world, attacking only the Altered -- every human over the age of sixteen. The virus eats at the modified human brain, and soon the Unaltered begin to realise that the Altered are losing their minds. Home is no longer safe. Friends and family turn on one another, losing control of their own minds and bodies. The Unaltered aren't safe. Even if the virus isn't attacking them, the ones with the virus are. Set on a pristine, futuristic Earth, this is the apocalypse like you've never seen it before. (Rated mature for graphic depictions of violence and mild language.) Banner credit to @itsnothardtodreamx 1st Place winner in the 2020 Spring Awards! Runner up in the 2020 Harmony Awards! 2nd place in the Belle Amé Awards 2020! [This piece was originally for the Open Novella Contest 2020, but has now surpassed the length of a novella and is a novel.]

Still Reminiscent [Discontinued] by skyfleet12z

It was so sudden. It was unnoticeable. It was the most unexpected scenario, EVER to happen. Building tops combust in fire, people running aimlessly and, for what, to survive. In 2022, an unknown virus is spreading rapidly in the main city of New Yoke Town. And most likely will be spreading much sooner to other territories, nearby borders, and neighboring countries. Or has it already done. What will you do to survive? Will you stray off the road watching the horror belittle you? Or will you run like you've never before? ------------------ORIGINAL STORY--------------------

Not Unique by BlissHikaru

When a zombie apocalypse hits the world on its National Thanksgiving, in less than 24 hours, villages, cities, towns, entire countries are wiped out. Gone away into the dust, to never be seen. Nah, they all emerge as mindless angry creatures that would destroy anything in it's path to get a drop of your blood. Zombies. Not just the regular zombies you see in TV. Not the slowpokes, dumb, crazied flesh-eating monsters. No, these zombies can see, smell, run, climb, they can imitate and God help us they understand and not simply imitate. What happens when these zombies begin to gain intelligence? Every living thing evolves and if it doesn't; it's not worthy of being called 'living'. So when the remaining of humanity remains unmoving, stagnant but the zombies keep growing in mass, intelligence, strength; living. Living on the bare minimum, working your back, seeing loved ones day every single day, hearing screams of help from all around you but knowing how you couldn't do anything. This is a world where surviving wasn't... surviving. Living hurts. This is a world where even horror die-hard fans would rather not be in. For you to live, you have to be insane. And thankfully for one of our characters, they've gone insane.

Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

Alive by teacup_s

≫ ──── ≪•◦ ✦ ◦•≫ ──── ≪ │ Surviving The End _______________________________________ │Cast aside by a world that mistook her for infected, Aisha now sees the crumbling of humanity's reign over their miserable world. It's time for something new, something stronger. Something deadlier. │ The world has descended into chaos. Aisha wakes, disoriented and... surprisingly alive. Or at least, something close to it. She quickly learns that humanity is no longer alone-creatures have mutated far beyond recognition, and she is no exception... _______________________________________ │Follow the journey of Aisha as she becomes a survivor in a dead world.

The Narrowest Days by haylbaylz

I see you're awake finally. Let me explain, I'm the overseer, and my name is Hayley, I will guide you on your journey through this time era. Your name is Lexi, you needn't know you second name as it is useless now. That girl you are staring at is you, and you don't know anything because I made sure of that." The voice of which belongs to the person known as Hayley, booms through the room with a posh accent but audibly angry... Why was she angry with me? "As of now people are dying evidently people become depressed and aggressive to one and other. They all used to live in harmony and happiness, that was until the 'things started to raise. The 'things' are as you would call it zombies but of greater skill. They disguise themselves as humans yet they will not hesitate to kill you and eat you. If someone is a 'thing', automatically presume them dead, or at least soon to be dead. It will always take about 2 weeks to become fully changed, hopefully you can chop of that body part in time for the infection to stop. If you can't, put an end to your soon to be painful and horrible turn/death. These beings as I announced only a moment ago, look exactly like a human, two way to tell if they are one or not, their attitude and their eyes. They don't have emotions, only hunger and let me tell you, they will go out of their way to eat you, they will speak but it will sound different... Deformed almost. The eyes are usually the first to become infected, they become slightly red at first, as time progresses so does the intensity of the color red in the eye. The color in their eyes they once possessed, will seem dull, it will seem as if they are unfocused or unfamiliar with their surroundings. That is all I can tell you for the moment Lexi, but know their are people waiting for your arrival, and we are waiting for you to end this suffering race." I could tell something was off putting about her voice, as if she was lying straight through her teeth

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They Call Me Daring

Let's get one thing straight here, I'm not a hero (I totally am, but I hear that these days being modest is in fashion or something, so I don't know man). I never planned on being a hero. It kind of just happened. Clark's the bigshot. The fame, the girls, the attention. Me? I'm just his loser younger brother. Another rich Trackerson kid, but that quiet one with no personality. I'm kidding. I'm funny. I promise. I have to be. The name's Liam. The apocalypse wasn't easy on anyone, but it was harder on some. We made it okay. My family lives in a mansion, and we basically run this town. I come from a line of famous zombie-hunters. Not me, though. I kind of suck. I was never supposed to get bitten. I'm running out of time. I'm turning, and it's happening fast. People are rising up, feuds are breaking out, the world is ending all over again; and it's all up to me to stop it. Or something. Crazy, right? Anyway, I've got to go. I guess the good part is, if they find out my secret-if they kill me-at least not many people are going to miss me. I just hope they get my name right. L-I-A-M. It's not hard. Please, for the love of humanity, remember my name. Whatever they call me after all this, remember my name.