The Six Soldiers

by Kyon Yukki

A world in ruins, lives taken, heroes and villains dead...or are they? Jump into the world of marvel zombies, join the last remaining heroes in there journey as they try to find a way to escape the nightmare that they are trapped in will they survive the horror awaits them. Old friends back from the dead only with the HUNGER as there only friend.

The 6 Soldiers

of Marvel Zombies. By Ronnie.V

Steve Rogers.

entry:09 June/10/2012.

It first started like any other day I would wake up in my quarters, have my morning meal, then suit up and meet with the rest of the team. We would do our daily training, receive a distress call from Fury notifying us that there's a mission we needed to complete, or stop another Skrull invasion from happening. But this day...why...why did this have to happen? It all started with a FLASH in the sky and a RIPPLE through the clouds!

The HUNGER brought a HERO or what used to be one from another DIMENSION to this world. An it fed on everyone. Hawkeye, DareDevil, Ironman, , Elektra , even my best friend Bucky Barnes( Winter Soldier) . It fed on all of us The Avengers the X-men The Fantastic 4 S.H.I.E.L.D and even the high country security A.I.M. One by one, heroes and villians across the globe fell but rose again, and became soulless monsters of who consumed the world in less than a month. No one was safe. It was our job to protect everyone. We called ourselves heroes. But as time passed by, our situation got worse; we where losing this war. There are only a handful of us from what I've heard so far, either we have permanetly fallen, some turned to monsters, and others are MIA. The world I once knew is dying...maybe it's already dead.

We all lost what we held close...but it is our job to save what we have left. If I where to die in this war, I would die not as a hero but as the soldier I was. I am not alone in this war. Some friends of mine are with me fighting along my side till the end. In my past entries I've made, I only describe what the outcome has been for the past weeks for us, but I feel as if this is only the beginning of something worse to come. Times are different for all of us. We have to be prepared for anything, and if one of us where to turn...then we know what must be done.

This is Steve Rogers aka Captain America sighning off...for now.

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The captain placed his P.A.M.C into his utility belt and stood up from where he was he was in New York city, or what was left of it nowadays is of the dead and the living dead. The captain stands at the top of the statue of liberty, watching over the city as if it where alive. The past weeks have been horrific for the Captain. When he would come out to think, he would be close to the point of break. The hero inside of him died; this plague struck the world, and the only thing he has left was the spirit of a soldier and his remaining allies. Sometimes, when it was dead silent, he could hear the cries and screaming for help of his fellow americans. He failed them; he failed his president; he failed his country. But now the only thing he has left to fight for is his life and the lives of his friends. They are not the Avengers or the new X-men or Defenders. They are the Six. The last six uninfected by this curse. They are...the 6 Soldiers.