En estos últimos años, la delincuencia ha aumentado a tal grado, que las calles poco a poco han tomado una nueva forma, entrando en lo que se conoce hoy en día como La era dorada de las calles en lo que respecta la delincuencia y el vandalismo.
Las pandillas han surgido poco a poco a lo largo de este tiempo, y en esta historia veremos como un joven adolescente de cabellos blancos terminó tomando este sendero peligroso, pero al mismo tiempo, un camino donde no estará solo.
Debido a ciertas circunstancias y por algo que sucedió tiempo atrás, Lincoln Loud, se ve forzado a abandonar a su familia y dejar su hogar luego de que alguien de este círculo descubriera y fuera testigo de algo que vio aquella noche, algo que demostraría, que la persona que creían que era, no era quien aparentaba ser.
Ahora, vagando por las calles de Nueva York, en Coney Island para ser específicos, Lincoln abandonó de forma definitiva a sus padres y a sus hermanas, para ahora poder pelear y defender codo a codo a sus nuevos hermanos, una pandilla que ha tomado renombre en este último tiempo en Nueva York, pero que irán a por las grandes ligas: The Warriors.
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In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined.
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As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live.
But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else.
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Excerpt:
I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow.
Glowing eyes were not normal.
Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal.
What was I then? For that, I had no answer
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Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given.
Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.