A/N- I know that I should be updating my stories right now, but I am lazy as fucking fuck and decided to write my very first rated M (SOON) chapter! after watching Warm Bodies, I just couldn't help but imagine Marceline being a vampire zombie and Bonnibel being a badass vampire/ zombie slayer, so, well... here it goes.
Unleashed
What am I doing with my life? I'm so pale. I should get out more. I should eat better. My posture is terrible. I should stand up straighter. People would respect me more if I stood up straighter. What's wrong with me? I just want to connect. Why can't I connect with people? Oh, right, it's because I'm dead. I shouldn't be so hard on myself. I mean, we're all dead. This girl is dead. That guy is dead. That guy in the corner is definitely dead. Jesus these guys look awful.
A raven haired girl was walking mindlessly in an airport, she bumped into someone and just stare awkwardly and grunt, then continue walking mindlessly. By mindlessly, I mean being a fucking vampire zombie.
It was all because of the virus called, "Mushroom." it spread like a wildfire and the next thing the world knows, it was now evaded with zombies, and for this certain raven haired girl, she was a vampire zombie.
her story will be later. because right now, she's just aiming mindlessly at the airport that used to be full with people, happy and alive people, but now, it wasn't, it was zombies, zombies who used to be happy people.
I wonder what these people are before the virus occurred? I wonder what I was before this shit happened? I mean look at me, black hoodie, red wife beater, black pants, and red sneakers, what the hell am I? well, I'm pretty sure that I'm a fucking vampire because of the bitemarks on my neck, and of course, the peculiar fangs that has grown or shit.
The raven haired girl thought, as she walked on her usual route, on the escalator, the hallway, and she arrived at the bar, where her bestfriend was.
And that is my best friend, well we don't really talk but what the fuck, I call him best friend, so don't fucking argue.
"gruuuuuuuuuuh." she grunted as she sat to the stool next to the dark blonde man who was just staring at the wall.
"GAAAAH." the other man responded as he turned his head to the raven haired girl.
I mean we occasionally grunt and stare awkwardly at each other. We even have almost conversations sometimes.
the raven haired girl stood up and said, "hung-ry..."
and the man responded with a struggled grunt and stuttered, "ci-ty."
"to-moooooo-roooow." they both grunted in unison.
x-x-x
If only there's a magical way to introduce myself to you, but It doesn't have. Even Science didn't save us, but I think my name started with 'M'. Yeah, 'M'. I can't remember my parents or what I was like before, but my clothes suggests that I was once a college student and a fucking vampire because of the bitemarks, or idk. But being a vampire sounds cool.
The scanner beeped, as she walked at the metal detector and walked to her to the escalator and to the runway of the airport, she slowly made her way to the abandoned airplane at the edge of the port and came in, she hopped on the seat and just sat there, thinking, what she was like and who she was before.
x-x-x
Even though we can't communicate, we do share a similar taste in food. Traveling in packs just kind of makes sense, especially when everyone and their grandmother is trying to shoot you in the head all the time. Like an uptight father pointing a gun to his daughter's prom date, god, why do I know these stupid things?
as a zombie as she is, along with the pack that she is leading, they limped their way to the city, unbeknownst to them that there was a group of humans trying to help the camp that they came from.
x-x-x
"Team A, we're heading out!" a pink haired girl with a bandana on her head shouted, holding a rifle and on her back was a katana, a blonde boy stood up and said, "We're coming!"
"No, Finn.. you are staying."
"But-"
"Listen,"
"Jake's out there!"
"Shut up."
the boy named Finn frowned, as he sat back and pouted, the pink haired girl crouched and sighed, "We'll find a way, alright? We need to have resources for these people to eat, and this is a very risky mission, I want you to protect this camp, alright?" she smiled, trying to cheer the young boy, and well, she succeeded, when the boy grinned and said, "Yes! Princess Bubblegum!"
with a contented smile, she called her brother, Richard, and their purple haired friend, Lucky Samantha Strike or LSP.
Richard, who has the same color of his sister's hair sighed and said, "Guess this is goodbye, temporarily." he smiled at the small group of people who are clearly starving due the little amount of food that they have.
"Oh my glob, and if ever like I don't come back, I'm gonna totally hunt the lumps of you guys, if like you'll eat mah beans, understand that, bitches?" LSP, with her deep nasal voice threatened to the group of people who shrieked, the pink haired girl sighed and packed her things, guns, ammo and her katana.
"We're heading out, Finn and Sarah, we are counting on you."
and with that, they head out to the city, as Finn and Sarah, opened and closed the gates of the huge wall that protects 'Princess Bubblegum's small kingdom away from the zombies.
But little did they know that there was a small yet vicious pack of zombies approaching their way.
A/N- this is just a small fucking start, hope you like eht.
