Everything has gone wrong.. it was winter when it struck.. the
zombie apocalypse. the winter has now lasted for months.. theres
little to no survivors left , zombies flooding the towns and food
is there but scarce . The world once populated with humanoids with
powers is now left in turmoil, all powers were wiped and are
unusable.. the snow and cold for most species is unbearable and
nobody knows how it started... all the survivors know is that it
comes from the mountains.. thats their only chance..”
A small group of survivors have decided to band together to uncover
what lies at the mountains, to not only stop it but to uncover the
mystery of whatever or whomever has caused the world to plummet
into chaos.
Darren, unaware of his surroundings wandered for a good few miles
.
He was freezing to death and starving , not having eaten for days
was taking its toll on him and his footsteps were getting
heavy.
That combined with the snow made him wobble like a zombie and so
they seemed to leave him alone.
He couldn’t keep going for much longer.
Inkli had hunkered down in a makeshift shack, barely blocking the
bite of the wind. He risked looking out every now and then, but
mostly kept himself wrapped in his wings and the little remains of
clothing he had. His stomach growled and he hissed, waiting for the
worst of this storm to pass. He could have sworn he'd seen zombies
about, but he also could've sworn it was his imagination.
Disgusting and risky as it might have seemed, he was currently
willing to take a bite out of one of those abominations.
Eclip feels the wind hitting her. It was getting colder. She loves
the cold, but up to a certain point. Her eyes felt like two goat
horns. She sighs and listens to the zombies that are miles away.
The daemon spotted a small horde of zombies that seemed to be
devouring a recently passed body..
not knowing what else to do he shambled over to them and began
eating too..
they didnt pay no mind to him since they didnt realise he was a
survivor.
After feeling fuller and regaining some of his energy back he
scaled a nearby drainage pipe and jumped across a few rooftops
before sitting on a flat-roofed house and sighing.
Max’s stomach grumbled loudly. He longingly stared at a granola bar
wrapper on the ground. He had to find food. Without it, he would
not last any longer.
*Dake sees a town from a distance as he walks toward wearing proper
protection for the winter. As he walks his way there he checks how
many bullets he has in his clips* 20... *even he had the gun in
single fire mode amo is pretty scare (like there ain't much left
pls correct me if you know the word pls) still it wont stop him
from finding a certain he been looking for*
Inkli peeked out of his shed, feeling the wind die down, ever so
slightly. Looking at the sky, he could see the edge of the clouds
approaching. Looking at it, he estimated a good half hour until the
storm passed. Or maybe just a five minute walk. He settled on the
latter, then looked around for anything that might attack. Seeing
nothing, he started to Sprint toward the edge of the storm,
flapping his wings for acceleration.
*He walks close to the town with his gun ready in hand as he hides
from zombies. He looks around the place he hides and sees a empty
can* Yes... *he said exited in a low voice as he grabs it and puts
in the barrel of his gun.* A make shift silencer this will work...
The cold didn’t really bother Eltiana. She had been trained to
withstand such conditions, making her suitable for any task thrown
her way. Of course, no one was around anymore to give her orders.
Life was much more boring now... These zombies wouldn’t even put up
a fight, making it easy to slice them down like a bush. She always
had to remind herself to stay focused on a self-assigned task, at
least it would keep her occupied. She walked along the mountain
side, easily keeping out of sight of anyone who passed by.
*Dake stayed out of site as he crouch all the time gathering all he
can to survive while making sure the things he grab were useful for
him during the long trips especially clothing for the winter* There
has to be more stuff here
*He aim his gun at the stranger not knowing who he is or how does
he know his name* Who are you and how you know my name!? *he was
pretty sure he was alone or he was pretty conscious to not be
talking to himself YET, still he kept his gun amining at him making
sure he dint make any funny moves*
She stopped, hearing sudden noise. 2 people were talking, and they
didn’t seem to be on the same side at the moment, she turned her
head in their direction and waited for a bit. After some time she
stepped forwards to investigate the commotion.
After slamming the refrigerator door in frustration, Max looked out
the window. In the distance, he could see two figures. One was
pointing a gun at the other. Not wanting to be seen, Max ducked
down.
Tell me one good reason I shouldn't kill you here and now, using
your body as bait for me to escape but first I would have to loot
you but you get the idea... *He kept looking at him as his gun was
still being aim at him* ... *he look at the onion rings for a
minute and then back at him* Dude those could be infected? That not
a valid reason, wait why am I even talking about this *he puts the
gun away loosing interest in the conversation as well is better to
save amo then wasted on a idiot. He still watch back in case of
attack*
Max was patching a hole in his quiver when he heard a noise from
outside. Was it another survivor or was it a zombie? Not wanting to
take a chance, he hid in a nearby closet.