A/N: Hey everyone, happy (almost) Halloween. I'm trying to make writing at least one good Halloween story a year around this time a tradition for me. Last year's was Fantasia if you want to check it out, but just a warning, it isn't finished. But this years story revolves around zombies, The Walking Dead type zombies that are awesome and amazing. And no, I don't use any of the characters from the series but I'm going to say this anyway, I do not own any part of the series and nor do I claim to own it. So enjoy and I'll have a chapter two out soon.

Halloween: a night of harmless souls? Or is it the most terrifying night of the year?

My sister and I agree that Halloween is only a harmless night where people celebrate the passing of loved ones into another life. But apparently, Halloween wanted to show us differently. This particular Halloween we had plenty of children stomping and shouting around the neighborhood. But instead of shouting "trick or treat!" halfway through the night they were screaming in fright.

"What in the world are they screaming about?" Anika asks me from her spot on the couch as she watched a movie called The Happening.

"I don't know," I reply then go over to the door to peer outside at what the commotion was. A few small kids were running through the streets and screaming. Behind them, stood an older kid with sickly yellow skin and a heavily bleeding wound. The bite looked ragged and messy like someone tried, but failed, to rip the guy's throat out. "Uhm… It looks kinda like an episode of The Walking Dead out there."

"Faust, really? You can't scare me that easily." Anika states then glares over at me before getting up and walking over to my side. He eyes widen and she let out a short, humorless laugh. "You're serious."

"Why the hell would I lie? You know I can't scare you."

Anika shakes her head then opens the door to investigate what exactly was going on. I stepped out beside her and she shouted, "hey, what the hell is your problem scaring little kids like that?"

The boy turns toward us and makes a low gurgling sound in his throat. Just then Erin, a girl in my class, and her little brother came sprinting up the stairs. Erin had blood on her clothing but her brother was fine. But I didn't dare ask what had happened to her. "Someone tried to freakin' attack us!" She shouts to answer my silent question.

"They looked like zombies. Nick was a zombie for Halloween last year," her little brother states like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"Well these zombies seem real, it's not just people in costumes Casey." Erin states then looks between Anika and I. "Can we come in?"

My sister nods then gets out of the way to let the other siblings in. once they were inside, Anika turns to me before looking back at the zombie boy. He was closer now than when Erin just came up the stairs. The closer he got, the more disgusting his features became. His eyes were milky white, even over the pupil. And the parchment pale skin now looked deathly white, even in the low light of almost eleven o'clock at night. Kids shouldn't be out this late on Halloween anyway, why were they out here? Guess we'll just have to make it to tomorrow to find out.

The bite at his neck was even more repulsive than his milky colored eyes. The green t-shirt he was wearing was stained red at his right shoulder and all the way down to the hem. I could see black veins lacing out from the site as the creature moved ever closer. Flecks of blood appeared on the pale lips as it made another gurgling noise. But before I could observe any more, Anika yanked my arm, pulling me back inside before shutting the door.

Halloween night just got a lot scarier than those lame Hollywood movies.

~X…x…X~

"Do you really think there's zombies out there?" Casey asks as he turns his big brown eyes up to Anika and Erin. He didn't look scared, not yet anyway, just curious.

Erin kneels down beside her brother then shrugs before shaking her head. "Zombies aren't real, those are just mean people trying to scare us." But I knew differently. No one could pull of a look like that without it being real. Not even the movies. I opened my mouth to say something but Anika smacked my shoulder and glared at me, mentally saying, 'don't you dare'.

So I closed my mouth again, figuring I had no right to scare a little kid and walked over to the bathroom. I just needed to have a quick chat with myself to see if I actually believed what my eyes were seeing so once I reached the bathroom, I turned on the light and shut the door. In the mirror I saw myself, obviously. My "milk chocolate" colored hair, hazel eyes, oval shaped face. Just me. But this was a me that started believing in zombies. That me had a look of fright buried deep within those hazel eyes, they were hiding fear behind the façade of confidence. And that me also couldn't stop his hands from shaking. But the me in the mirror right now was just plain old me. I wasn't scared, I wasn't worried, and even though there's a zombie outside, I wasn't panicking.

"Faust! What the hell are you doing? Are you talking to yourself again?" I heard Anika shout at me.

Apparently I had started talking to myself somewhere along the way. "I do it pretty often, you shout be used to it by now," I yelled back. No reply came but I could just picture her rolling her blue eyes at me before going back to talking with Erin and her little brother