I wrote this story with the same concept as The Walking Dead (Zombie virus outbreak) but different characters and plot lines
Dawn of the Deadly – Chapter 1 How I ended up here in this Torture Chamber
Phoenix's Point Of View
The world was struck... There was no turning back. A small sub-community lived in fear of being found out and forced to receive the infection shot. I was one of those who lived in the constant fear. We used the catacombs in Paris as our shelter and protection. Or at least we did until Johnny was caught and revealed our location after he had been put on truth gas. From there we hijacked a small plane to Australia.
We landed in Sydney International Airport and stole four ATV's, four trailers of petrol and made for the cliff line on South Head. We took refuge in the basins from WWII and decided how to get food, petrol and avoid all places where 'they' were known to roam. After a few days we had a solid base had food supply from Coles plenty of petrol from various stations but no electricity, from the wall outlets, but we had plenty of batteries. This meant we would have enough food and water to last for a year, but after that we would have to find another source of food and fresh water. Before I continue to tell you about what is happening I should tell you a bit about myself and what has happened.
My name is Phoenix. I have two younger brothers. I am fourteen and used to live in London before the apocalypse. The apocalypse happened when a scientist, Dr Hunt, had a breakthrough in bringing corpses back to life. Too bad when he animated a corpse he stole the recipe and sample of the solution that brought him back to life. You're probably thinking how on Earth did he do that? Zombies are not stupid! That is the biggest stereo type out there after Australians ride kangaroos to school. Well these zombies aren't stupid and have a factory producing shots of this formula to inject in people so that there is no more human race and only the zombie race. I know sounds ridiculous, right?
Well it's not. This is all real and happening to me on planet Earth. I am scared out of my wits and honestly, that means something. At school I was the only person who wasn't scared of heights, snakes, spiders and other insects. The teachers used to make me catch the insects and put them outside. We are constantly on the run from the zombies and if we're in the open for too long we could be spotted and followed to our hideout.
Life is lived underground is in the dark with little light which is only used when vital such as cooking and studies (yes, even after an apocalypse you have to do school work sucks, right). There is a constant fire for heat. The smoke from fire is blown into a large room from there it is released from dusk till dawn so that it is not visible on the horizon. I am constantly training by running from one end of the corridor to the other. I also train by using a jet black bike I found at night along the cliffs because zombies don't like the salt that is blown off the ocean.
I currently hate living underground. There is nothing to do, seriously, you can't use electronics, play sport, read or do arts and crafts because there are no supplies. I am bored out of my mind. I have read all the books we have and I am tired of only having my parents and god parent, George, around. When am I going to find someone my age?
Well you're probably thinking that why aren't my little brothers here? Well my brothers' school is right next to that lab where the outbreak started and everyone in their school was infected. I should have been with them because my school is right next to theirs. Too bad I had broken my wrist when I fell off Buster, the horse I was training for the school stables, while we were show jumping. It was my fault because I had relaxed too much after he had made it through the water trail without shying even once.
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When Buster flew sideways, away from the English flag, and straight into grate holding the crossbar, there was a sensation of flying for about a second as I plummeted onto the ground and the crossbar. My wrist hit the crossbar with a solid thud and I knew I would be in massive trouble for not being careful enough and letting my guard down. Little did I know that my broken wrist would become the least of my worries.
Luckily I had had my surgery when the outbreak happened; in fact I was in the theatre when the outbreak happened. Somehow the zombies that were the doctors forgot about me and left the hospital. When I woke up I was puzzled at where I was and then I remembered the event of the day before when I fell off Buster and broke my wrist.
I dragged myself home and thought that the zombies in the windows were hallucinations from anaesthetic. I guess I was a little bit out of it so the zombies probably thought I was in the process of changing, which apparently takes eighteen hours. I managed to get home and collapsed onto the couch. My parents got home eight hours later and said they had hid in the elevator when the outbreak started. They had my godfather George with them who I was happy to see. We all slept and them they sprung the plan.
"Phoenix, we are relocating to Paris because we hear it is safe in the catacombs," called my mother from her and dad's bedroom, "You need to pack winter clothes and only the essentials."
"Great" I mumbled to myself, "A holiday to Paris… in a zombie world. What every teenage girl dreams of."
We packed for Paris in an hour and left in the car. That is when I found out about the boys and how all my friends had been struck too. I also learnt how serious the virus was and that it would numb your brain so you would follow all orders from the corpse animated by Dr Hunt, I decided then to call him Frankenstein, and forget everything about your past life.
We got to Paris and met Johnny, one of the guides for the catacombs that were liveable, who took us to our hundred metres of tunnel that connected to the main room where meals were served. I relaxed we were safe. I started training everyday so that when we saw the outside world I would be ready.
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"Well that's how I ended up here in this torture chamber. How did you?" I asked.
I know that this is a cliffhanger but I will not upload the next chapter until I get reviews
