Triple-Sided Apocalypse Chapter 1: Month1,2,3-Day 1, a twilight fanfic

Thank you for taking the time to read my first try at an apocalypse story. I take pride of being the first of it's kind on FF. As you'll find out later, I posted this to find out people's reaction to it because I had the idea of writing such a novel and so that is why I'm putting a copyright notice on this. You don't have to be of legal age to do it, this doesn't have to be registered to the Copyright office because it's already protected once it's written, and when it's posted under a psuedonym it's protected for 95 years, or if the author's real name is revealed, for the author's life plus 70 years.

January 14th 2016
6:00 pm Startend corp.

"Abbott!" The biologist jumped, almost dropping the petri dish in his hands.

"Your report on the RFPZD strain was supposed to be on my desk hours ago. Where is it?!"

"I, uh, had to start over-"

"Don't lie to me Abbott! I've had to put up with your ass for seven years and it's the same with you! When are you going to grow the fuck up, and do what your told?!"

"But supervisor, it's still inconclusive; something went wrong and in order to give you an accurate report, I need to redo the experiment-"

"What happened."

"The test subjects have died."

"What could have possibly gone wrong with the first batch then?"

"I...I don't know but-but I know that this strain can have a cure!"

She shook her head. "I'll take care of it. You're hereby terminated Abbott." She said, pushing a cardboard box into his hands. "Check is in the mail."

"No! Please don't do this to me! Only I can create the cure! Only I understand-you can't do this to me!" He yelled after her.

"Pack your things and leave immediately. Don't make me call security." The man's expression darkened as he watched the woman walk down the glass hall, high and mighty with her shiny red shoes and french twist. He angrily tossed his few belongings into the box. He looked at prepared virus that sat in the petri dish. As an afterthought, he put one of the test tubes containing the RFPZD virus into a capsule and put it into the pocket of his lab coat.

DECEMBER

He's gone.

Dear Alice,
I don't know what to say and yet I have so much.
The emptyness is...crippling. It's hard to breathe, stand...
It's just hard. It could be the end of the world for all I care.
I love you, I need you, I miss you.
With all my love, Bella.

JANUARY

Losing Edward was awful, but remaining in their world is second best. Being totally shut out was much much worse. I was never normal anyway, normalcy isn't for me. I'll try to find one. Not just any 'mythological' creature will do. I had started looking into recents murders where the victims had strange or unknown causes of death, and looked into the hunting rates from parks all over the country. I guess I was subconciously thinking that I could know where they went. What I found instead were cases of people attacking others as if they were animals, mauling and biting their victims. I couldn't help but click on the video of the homeless man that attacked a jogger in florida, ignoring it's seemingly ridiculous title. At the same time, there was a disease now that was causing cats and dogs to die by the dozen. A dog owner was bitten and hopitalized but she was exhibiting strange symptoms.

FEBRUARY

Edward is gone.

Edward's gone.

I haven't been having much luck finding a vampire. It didn't help that the unknown disease outbreak was flooding the search results. People have been writing blog entries, making videos about theories, conspiracies that the outbreak was planned or was a terrorist attack. The people infected said they were in some type of crowded place before they got sick with flu-like symptoms. Some people have gone missing, relatives filed missing person reports, but they were later found in a hospital, delirious with no memory. At the top of the results was tally of deaths, both human and domestic pets, ranking the countries infected with the highest number first. It was in densely populated countries and spreading fast.

The subject was all over the town too. Everybody in school seemed to never tire of the prospect of the apocalypse being near. Missionaries preached on street corners that the apocalypse was here. But there was something promising; supposedly a 'chuppacabra' type creature was on the loose. There was a series of deaths all over the country where the victims were drained of blood. It increased my hope to finding another vegetarian vampire. There was also something about strange wildlife attacks on hikers. The hikers were missing people since.

MARCH

I expected more from you, Alice.
Edward allowed himself to suffer 'alone', and that's why he didn't think of me when he decided to leave.
I thought we were best friends Alice. Regardless of the reason, good to know it was easy for you to leave too.

I had finally come to terms with it.

I couldn't have managed the pain, the anger, or sadness without Jacob's friendship. I won't take back the way I used to be, I've become someone else. I've come to terms with that too, that I won't ever be the same again. I don't know what to live for anymore. I have to completely re-establish myself into the human world where vampires don't exist, but how can I when I know that they do and that our world is theirs too? I wish they were out in the open, they would be easier to find then.

I was making dinner. Charlie, Billy, and Jacob were coming up. I washed the vegetables with the TV playing loudly so I wasn't immersed in silence, inviting unwanted thoughts in. Charlie told me to lock the doors because lately there was a lot of break-ins due to the panic caused by the number of deaths from the unknown virus nicknamed 28days. After twenty-eight days the human patients died, pets died faster. People were acting as if it were the apocalypse, looting, attacking people for no reason, and robbing. Forks' police force, security guards, and park rangers were working together with Firefighters and volunteers to try to keep the peace and out of the forest, protecting them from infected wildlife.

Crime rate skyrocketed in many places but Forks is so small, and everyone knew that sort of thing didn't happen here. So he town was scared. People were often hurt, sometimes fatally wounded and it greatly saddened Charlie. It must be hard what with being the Cheif of Police right now; it's a good idea to have a dinner party, for Dad to just be himself and be with friends.

I left the front door open to air out the smoke from the burnt bread rolls, I put into the oven to crisp up, for less than five minutes while I went to the bathroom. I came back, hearing groaning on the way, and froze at the sight of what I could only describe as zombies. From the back of the house, three others broke in. It was said drugs or 28 caused people to act like this, impulsive and cannabalistic. I may be no expert, but these people were not human. One of them had red eyes; pieces of him weren't dangling off of his bone or rotting, but it's skin had a light red hue. And that was when I knew that I was in trouble.

I ran back up the stairs, aiming for my room, but they reacted quickly. While trying to get past each other, they pushed their way up the stairs. The red-eyed one was trying to pull the others back, ripping off pieces of them at the same time. He wasn't interested in their blood at all. I tried to keep them from biting me as I pushed them away, while trying to get away.

"Bella!"