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This story is a creation of my own imagination. No characters weapons or plots are taken from any single source. I own this story and DO NOT give permission to anyone else to use any of the characters, ideas, or storylines. Any familiarity with the names of characters in the book are completely coincidental and should not be taken as anything more than that. Once again DO NOT STEAL THIS MATERIAL. Thank you.

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Prelude:

The story of people surviving the zombie onslaught has been told many times in several different forms. Every time you hear one it's the same thing. John Doe down the road who was unprepared for the attack miraculously survived. Survival through simple willpower was the common theme. We were different though, we did survive through willpower we were also prepared. We had made plans for several different scenarios. When the attacks started though not very many people thought of zombies. People tried to rationalize what was going on by claiming it was rioters, people crazed by a new drug, a new up and coming cult, even terrorism was listed as a possibility. Anything other than the truth that it was the dead coming back to life. We knew the truth. Well I should say we suspected the truth. Had you asked me then I would have told you there wasn't a doubt in my mind that it was zombies, but now I look back and know the truth of it. I did doubt it. I suspected that zombies were attacking but I wasn't positive. I quietly hoped that I was overreacting. I hoped I was overreacting so quietly though that not even I knew that was what I was hoping. I knew that if I was right and that zombies had become a reality then everything would fall apart. I knew the military would try to destroy the infection and maintain order. I knew once that failed they would attempt to contain it. I also knew that if I was right and that everything happened as I thought it would then mean many people would die. They would die and everything would change. I was right though. I was right and because I was right many people lived to see another day. They lived to see another day and find meaning in life. Now we wonder this land that has become hell on earth. No longer are we given anything, but instead we fight for everything. We must fight to simply take a breath. We wonder through this land because we are motivated to do so. We are motivated to get to a better place, a safer place, and a place where for the first time in a long time we can take it easy. This is our story. The story of the people that were labeled as freaks, weirdoes, and crazies by the society that was. We are the survivors of hell. The one's who fight the zombie menace. Put simply we are the Z Fighters.