Hiya everybody!
So this is a story I last year and never got around to posting it.
If you don't think it's that good, then leave a review telling me, I love it when I see someone say something! I worked really hard on this story and still am working, but this is a long story. Please enjoy and see some of my other works.
And before you ask, no, I did not name my character Elsa just because of Frozen, I named her before I ever saw the trailer.
~Lucid3762
My name is Elsa, and this is my story:
The days before the apocalypse were a blur to me. All I remember was brightly lit skies and not a cloud in sight. It baffled all that cared about weather and how such a moist place, such as the Appalachian Hills I once called my home, could turn into the barren deserts of Arizona or Utah. Everyone enjoyed the sunshine upon their faces, but no one knew the problems soon to face us. Like any other bad thing, there is always a calm before the storm.
I was told that it started any other ways than shown in movies, only a child was involved in creating what destroyed hundreds of years of modern advances. From what little stories I've heard and what mass evidence I've seen, a nerd boy, roughly ten or twelve, bullied by jocks who wanted lunch money or just to blow off steam, wanted a companion that would hurt those bullies that dared to cross his path. He thought like Dr. Victor Frankenstein, a dead animal, brought back to life with electrical power. His new friend, the fox, was brought home immediately after it was found upon the side of the road. The boy went to work, my guess with a little lab coat his mom bought him for Christmas, and turned the torn up fox into something that could have survived for two seconds. There's a big gap on how he got the thing moving, but all know was when the bully came for his lunch money, the fox attacked, and within seconds the kid was dead. When the bully went to the hospital, for I guess the child was sad over an "accidental death" and hoped to revive him, his body started to twitch. Unfortunately for them, they didn't realize that out of the many steps in their reanimating period, this was the first step.
Step 1: twitching. It's their first step to show you that you better run, because soon I'll be after you. Step 2: they start to moan, the traditional zombie moan that you see in the children's shows, they make you believe their alive, when really their brain is starting up again and it's saying I'm hungry. Feed me, flesh looks good to me. Step 3: chaos. They rain hell upon you. In my experiences, they can stop buses, cows, anything that isn't moving fast or with a weapon. Stories from Creig saying that they stopped a bus full of people and tipped it on it's side, but I never believed him; it's what you learn after years of dealing with living people promising false hope when they really just want to rob you for everything.
Well, back to the big bad boy. He gnawed on the doctor, doctor dies, the doctor comes back and together (not hand in hand though) they slowly infected the hospital. Eventually everyone in Humette, unless they were prepared for the end, was infected; and it spread, faster than anyone had ever seen.