In the year 2038, the world had grown so much that humans were running out of land to live on. In a desperate lunge to survive, a willing and knowledgeable hero, Max Steele, stood in a last ditch attempt to save human kind from the brink of moral turmoil. He gathered all the countries together and, with all the countries' leaders, rose to become the greatest dictator... or leader, the world had ever known.
A computer was created to combat the growing communities by, every five months, sending out a mark in the shape of a small circle that would, at random, implant itself onto 600 people. Within minutes, they would be tracked and killed by elite specialists the world came to call, "Steelers".
Monica Grant is your typical teenage girl, living a... somewhat normal life. She had somehow survived 16 years without getting a Dot, and she was feeling good about it. Her mother worked practically inside Max Steele's building, and she was sure she had him to thank for her survival. On Dot day she didn't bother to check herself... it would be just like the others... right?
I originally found this idea, (about the dots, at least, I made up the rest), on a tiktok compilation video, so I'm not entirely sure who to credit, but I loved the idea, so here we are. Sorry I got kinda lazy on the description...
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.