Disclaimer: This story is rated M due to violence, gore,and language. There are also many aspects of darkness and tragedy. If you are uncomfortable with this, I suggest you don't read. If you are comfortable, enjoy the story!
Prologue
The hallways of the hospital seemed endless as we sprinted from the pack of wanderers behind us. Our heartbeats were pounding in our ears as the snarls of the monsters behind us grew louder and louder. I looked over my shoulder to the beautiful blond behind me. Her face cherry red, her crystal blue eyes wide with fear. One of her dainty hands rested on her bulging stomach. We were traveling at an extremely slow speed due to the fact that my wife could barely run; she was far too pregnant with our first child to even walk straight. We were yards away from the exit when a wanderer grabbed her wrist. I heard her screech and spun around on my heels to witness a wanderer bite into the flesh of her neck. What looked like gallons of blood oozed from the wound as the zombie-like creature ripped off the chunk of meat. I was frozen in my tracks. Total shock took over my body. I couldn't feel any emotions as more wanderers tore her torso open and feasted on her insides. Her liver and intestines slipping through their decayed fingers. Bits of her stomach were spilling from the corners of their mouths. I couldn't feel any emotion when one clawed out her heart and shoved it in its mouth; the organ exploded in its jaws, blood pouring from the wanderer's rotten smile. I couldn't feel any emotion when one bit into the fetus of my son.
I stumbled backwards and landed on my rear. Some of the wanderers devouring my wife took notice of the thud and began to trudge after me. I took one last glance at the woman I loved dearly before running faster than I ever had in my life. Once I reached the rusty door at the end of the hallway, my hands fumbled for the cracked doorknob. I peeked over my shoulder as a wanderer swiped its lanky arm at my side. My eyes widened in terror as my hand finally grabbed the knob and flung the door open. I tripped through the doorway and face planted on the concrete outside. One wanderer made its way to the doorway and was about to leap on top of me. Without thinking, I slammed the door shut with my foot, crushing the wanderer's skull between the door and door frame. It's blood and pieces of its brain flew in cardinal directions. I was even lucky enough to catch some of the foul smelling remains in my sandy blond hair. My emerald green orbs studied the maroon, chunky blood splattered all over the metal door. They followed the mess onto the concrete and discovered the lower half of the wanderer's arm completely severed off. I scooted backwards at the sight of the gruesome scene and threw up my lunch. It felt like hours had passed once my vomiting seized and my stomach was completely empty. I knelt on my hands and knees panting. My skin had turned pale, my hands bloody and clammy, my entire body trembling with fear. Sweat drenched my grey T-shirt making it cling uncomfortably close to ever crevice and curve of my muscular body. The hazy afternoon air wrapped around me like a blanket, giving me an ounce of ease. This didn't last long, however. My foggy gaze stumbled upon the glimmer of gold around my ring finger. And then it hit me. My wife was gone. My son was gone. I had no one. I was alone. And there was absolutely nothing I could do about it but cry. For hours I knelt in a pool of wanderer blood and wailed into the sky. Salty tears were drenching my sticky face. My throat began to burn from the screaming and my lungs felt as if they had popped. I began choking for air, grasping for something, anything to hold on to. The world began to spin as my eyes fluttered closed and minuscule black dots overtook my vision. I felt my body loose control as it hit the ground with a lifeless thump.
And this was only the beginning.
Alright so this is a little taste of the violence and tragedy I was talking about. I'm a very dark person and I enjoy writing twisted stories. I swear, however, there is light in the story if you want me to continue. So, should I go through with the story? Review if yes please!
-bloodyshadowxx