A/N: This is my first attempt on writing a zombie-filled fanfic so please tell me what you think.

DISCLAIMER: ALL THE FEATURED CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER...

~~ Zombie Outbreak ~~

Summary: After Edward left, Bella decided to move to Phoenix. Two years later an epidemic spread out ranging outwards, leaving numerous of infected people suffering and then killing their own fellow humans. Only a few survivors were left in the dying state and were isolated from the rest of the world. Now Bella and the others are striving to endure and hope for their survival. Would Edward come to her rescue?

Prologue

It's Friday night and we were all sitting on the dining room table that was only used when we're discussing matters as a family. It had been long since we had talked as a whole. The last time we did, as I can vividly remember, was the time when Edward had talked to us about leaving. Most of us were all against the idea apart from Rosalie of course. Even Jasper didn't want to leave.

I sighed, remembering the day when it had all fall apart with just a matter of seconds. Jasper absorbed everyone's bloodlust and had fuelled his own, he crazily attacked Bella without any thought. Edward reacted just as fast, but his instincts to protect Bella against from harm got the best of him. He pushed Bella away so that she'd be away from Jasper, but the force had been too much and so she flew to the glassware.

There weren't anything for us to do other than to control our blood cravings and be away from Bella as Carlisle fixes her. Of course, I went and tried my best to make Jasper feel better, but it wasn't me he really needed at that moment. He needed someone who could assure him that everything would be fine and Edward was probably the best candidate for it.

Jasper and Edward talked privately as they convinced me to go hunt with Emmett and Rosalie. I was so worried and I can't think really clearly with my thirst still on the way and so I agreed. While I hunted, I got flickers of the future and it was bad. Edward was going to talk us into leaving and from that time I was also thinking on the same lines.

At that time, I was thinking about Jasper's well-being, it will be safe and it'll relax him to be away for a bit. But what I didn't plan was to leave permanently. I wasn't planning on leaving my best friend, but Edward was so stubborn, that I had clearly no choice but to agree to his terms. He asked me not to look for Bella's future while we're away and it turned out to be the worst decision I have ever made.

I never had my peace of mind since the day we left. My thoughts always wonder about Bella's safety. If she's alright and if she's really moving on just like Edward had assured us. I sighed and shook away from the thought as I heard Edward's moan of pain. I sent him my apologies with the use of my mind. Jasper was also frozen beside me, probably absorbing everyone's emotions especially Edward's. This would be hard for him.

Our meeting is about convincing Edward not to go off on his own anymore. We all know that Bella had moved with her mom some months after we left. She might be in Florida right now, enjoying the warmth of the sun. She also might be moving on, just like Edward wanted.

We all filled the seats and settled there and waited for Carlisle to start, but even before he could even say a word, Rosalie was already being hot-tempered. "Emmett, can you please put down that damn radio!" Rosalie complained, eyeing the dusty radio with disgust.

It had been the gift that they had given to Bella on her disastrous birthday. Emmett decided to go to their house just to check on her even against Edward's wishes and found the stack of pictures and plane tickets under the floor boards. Of course, the radio they have bought for Bella's truck was also there.

"Oh, Rosie, I know it's still working!" he exclaimed, changing the channels on the radio. "I'm trying to find the connection I found earlier, come on, it's really interesting," he pleaded her as he continued fumbling on the toggle.

Just as he said the words, the radio let out a laboring breathing from the other line. We all went silent as we strained to hear what it was saying. "If there's somebody there that can hear me," the voice sounded so familiar and yet so foreign. I can hear the pain in her voice as she breathes out the words pleadingly. Somehow, I think I have heard her from before, though I'm still not sure where.

"Please, we need your help, there are lots of them just waiting outside the building and there are only a few of us in here." She sounded indifferent and yet I knew better. I know the knowledge hurts her more than anything. "Sooner or later, they'll get in. And we can't fight them all, please, I beg of you, send us help."

By the time she finished her sentence, a loud banging sound was to be heard from the background. It was soon followed by a large crash that released numerous moaning and groaning sounds. It sounded off and running was soon to be heard and then suddenly a child's voice was shouting, "Bella! They got in!" There was a lot of commotion and gunshots were clear in the background.

"We're-In-The-Old-Abandoned-Radio-Station-In-Phoenix," the woman squeezed in the final details breathlessly as though it was their only chance. Then I heard a lot of shuffling and more groaning and screaming. "Abby, get behind me!" the woman exclaimed. Then more screaming, more groaning and some objects being thrown were to be heard.

"Swan, the radio!" a man shouted in the background. Just as he shouted, the groaning intensified and then a lot of buzzing sound came up, implying that they're already losing the connection. "Crap." Then the connection completely went off. We were all silent for a moment, processing what just happened.

"What was that?" Rosalie asked nothing but awe written on her face. It was obvious that she's freaked out with what she heard. As a matter of fact, we were all freaked out because of it. I couldn't even move a muscle even though my mind is functioning faster than I ever had. Edward is probably experiencing the frozen-body too upon hearing the familiar name on the radio.

I forced myself to believe that it wasn't. It can't be. Bella's safe with her mother in Florida, she can't be in Phoenix. Besides maybe Swan and Bella that were mentioned in the radio are two different people. But I know that the odds are not in favor of me. I was in desperate need of my visions. I have to know that she's alright. Screw that, I need to know that's she's alright.

I looked over at Edward, asking for permission—not that it would stop me from doing it, it's just easier this way. He nodded for the tiniest bit, and then the visions flooded freely to my head...

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A/N: Bella moved in with Renee in Phoenix a few months after Edward left, but she didn't join her on her way to Florida. She just stayed in Phoenix and then the epidemic strikes. The Military and with the help of the CDC (Center for Disease Control and Prevention) they had decided to isolate Phoenix from the rest of the cities in order to contain the infection.

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