ALPHA WAVE

ALPHA WAVE

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When my parents kicked the bucket, I thought that was the universe's way of saying "screw you" to me. But little did I know, life had an even bigger "screw you" in store. Then one sunny summer day out of nowhere, the Infected appeared. And man, were they ugly. Feral, bloodthirsty, savage beasts that looked like they'd been hit with the ugly stick- no scratch that- the ugly tree one too many times. But fear not, for Phoenix Corp arrived on the scene, wielding their science skills like superheroes. They cooked up a cure that saved the day, rescued us from the Infected menace. Or so we thought.... Suddenly, everything I knew was turned on its head when Phoenix agents showed up at my door at midnight and demanded access. I never thought I'd find myself allied with the Infected, the very creatures I saw as my mortal enemy. It's like friends became foes and foes became friends, and I'm left questioning everything I ever believed. But hey, at least I've got a front-row seat to the apocalypse. It's a wild ride, and I'm strapped in for the long haul. Who knows what craziness is yet to come? Oh, did I mention the infected had mouthwatering abs? Oh boy... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.
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This day wasn't an exception. I cried over and over until I could no longer, I wiped my tears and took the packages in my arms after opening the door. In the house, nothing new. They were still talking, so I had time to drop off the packages, and without even opening one, I headed to the showers, cleaned my face with water, and went to my room. This is roughly how my days as a child went. I know that it cannot be described as an ideal childhood, but it would certainly be the most beautiful period of my life. Despite family conflicts, school conflicts, loneliness, and fear, I was happy. I was happy because they were all there, happy because they always remained, despite my faults, and happy. After all, I knew that I had not yet experienced the worst. Happy because I knew, that sooner or later everything would end. So yes, I was as cowardly and useless as they all claimed and even more naive than they would have believed, but this vision that I had at that age kept me going. Although the truth was hard to accept, I was given no choice. So I accepted life as it came; I accepted myself and my truth, my weaknesses, and the fact that I had to get used to the idea that I would always be the first actor to die in films.

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