Summary: The deadly virus that started in the US finds its way to Canada. A
group of people try to find a way to escape, while fighting the new
branches of the disease and insanity from each other. (I know, it's a lame
summary)
Disclaimer: I don't own DOD nor do I own the zombies (except the Juggernaughts and Vampires). I do own the characters in this fanfic but not the mall or the stores in it, blah, blah, blah and all that other stuff.
A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic so don't flame me please! It's obviously a continuation of Dawn of the Dead. There's two new zombie types on the loose: Juggernaughts and Vampires (not to be confused with the pale-faced, bloodsuckers of Hollywood). Oh yeah, the original undead things from the movie are called Deadlings. And the romance don't come into play until later chapters. Enjoy!
Prologue: Two New Breeds Emerge
"They've made it inside! Run!"
The call of terror echoed through the hallways of the veteranarian's offices but was soon overpowered by the rumbling of the Deadlings' decaying feet. They poured through the broken door, the smell of human flesh invading their nostrils and sending their senses into a feeding frenzy. They ran tirelessly in a disorderly mass in search of their prey.
The tremors they made when they ran traveled through the tiled floor and into separate rooms lining the halls. Glass containers and bottles fell from their shelves and tables, books tumbled to the floor and cages holding a variety of different animals broke, releasing their contents in a noisy mass of fur and feathers.
In a secure... well, almost secure, part of the building, the operating room, a small group of doctors huddled together in the middle of the room. Each one held some sort of weapon for protection and watched the barricaded door with terror in their eyes.
"We're all gonna die", one of them whispered fearfully.
"Shut up, Roy", another snapped, elbowing the first vet in his side, "Nobody likes a scaredy cat."
Roy kept his mouth shut but his pathetic whimpering refused to cease.The doctors waited, listening to the Deadlings' growls and screeches for food as they came closer and closer to their hiding place.
Finally, the undead zombies began to pound against the door. All the vets jumped to their feet in defense. They readied their crowbars and pistols. Roy remained seated.
"Get up already!"
"What's the difference?" he moaned, "We're finished." He reluctantly rose to his feet.
One of his colleagues was about to snap at his cowardice when the door gave way and the Deadlings were able to push their way inside. They greedily pounced upon the helpless vets and a short but bloody battle of life and undeath followed. The humans fought with all their might but were overpowered within seconds.
Meanwhile, Roy had backed into a corner, quivering madly as a gang of the undead creatures advanced on him. They forced him against a tall glass cabinet filled with all sorts of medicine. He stood there, staring into the yellow blood-specked eyes of his predators for one last second of peace. Then they roared and jumped on him, knocking over the cabinet.
The poor man went down, screaming in agony as they bit and gnawed at every inch of his body, as did the bottles of medicine (without the screaming part. Duh!) The containers rained down onto the floor, shattering on contact and spilling their liquids and pills all over the place. Two such containers, full to the brim with clear liquid, cracked before tumbling into the open skull of a Deadling. They leaked their medicine into its rotting brain. Then, a reaction occured throughout the corpse.
The Deadling's senses surged with pain as its brain began to burn and slowly melt, releasing the mixed medicine into its blood. A bubbling condition appeared on its thin gray skin. It roared angrily, thrashing wildly and smacking any Deadlings that happen to be in its way. All of a sudden, the infected zombie's skin thickened and became flabby as the creature grew fat and plump.
Its comrades ignored its extreme and incredibly quick growth spurt. Not only did it grow wider, but taller too. Much, much taller. It towered above the other undead until it burst through the ceiling. The bubbling subsided and the new enhanced creature's skin turned deep purple, completing its transformation.
It bellowed furiously and crashed out of the building. Its fellow Deadlings followed the hulking giant outside. Behind them an array of animals rushed into the not-so fresh air tainted with the stench of death and decay.
One such animal was a bat. A vampire bat to be exact. The small broown mammal flapped wildly about until it tightly grasped the giant corpse's forearm. It paid no attention whatsoever to the attached bat as it bit into a thick vein and hungrily lapped up the blood that seeped out.
In response, the diseased blood mixed with the digestive juices of the bat and another dangerous reaction occured. The defenseless animal screeched and dropped to the ground. It began to twitch violently and started to grow rapidly in size.
It took on a more humanoid form, like that of a teen-sized monkey (a monkey the size of a human teenager I mean), with glowing red eyes, long claws and teeth and blue-gray skin. Its spine protruded slightly through the tight-fitting skin on its back, which kept it from standing completely erect. It had a gaunt face with constricted nostrils that flared every time it took a deep breath.
The newest breed of undead lifted its gruesome head and sniffed the air. It caught a whiff of human flesh. It hissed loudly and took off in the direction of the biggest concentration of human population. The other zombies to notice to their comrade's hiss and followed it at a speedy pace, eager to devour the living.
A/N: So, what did ya think? R&R SVP if you don't mind! Like I said before, no flames. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own DOD nor do I own the zombies (except the Juggernaughts and Vampires). I do own the characters in this fanfic but not the mall or the stores in it, blah, blah, blah and all that other stuff.
A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfic so don't flame me please! It's obviously a continuation of Dawn of the Dead. There's two new zombie types on the loose: Juggernaughts and Vampires (not to be confused with the pale-faced, bloodsuckers of Hollywood). Oh yeah, the original undead things from the movie are called Deadlings. And the romance don't come into play until later chapters. Enjoy!
Prologue: Two New Breeds Emerge
"They've made it inside! Run!"
The call of terror echoed through the hallways of the veteranarian's offices but was soon overpowered by the rumbling of the Deadlings' decaying feet. They poured through the broken door, the smell of human flesh invading their nostrils and sending their senses into a feeding frenzy. They ran tirelessly in a disorderly mass in search of their prey.
The tremors they made when they ran traveled through the tiled floor and into separate rooms lining the halls. Glass containers and bottles fell from their shelves and tables, books tumbled to the floor and cages holding a variety of different animals broke, releasing their contents in a noisy mass of fur and feathers.
In a secure... well, almost secure, part of the building, the operating room, a small group of doctors huddled together in the middle of the room. Each one held some sort of weapon for protection and watched the barricaded door with terror in their eyes.
"We're all gonna die", one of them whispered fearfully.
"Shut up, Roy", another snapped, elbowing the first vet in his side, "Nobody likes a scaredy cat."
Roy kept his mouth shut but his pathetic whimpering refused to cease.The doctors waited, listening to the Deadlings' growls and screeches for food as they came closer and closer to their hiding place.
Finally, the undead zombies began to pound against the door. All the vets jumped to their feet in defense. They readied their crowbars and pistols. Roy remained seated.
"Get up already!"
"What's the difference?" he moaned, "We're finished." He reluctantly rose to his feet.
One of his colleagues was about to snap at his cowardice when the door gave way and the Deadlings were able to push their way inside. They greedily pounced upon the helpless vets and a short but bloody battle of life and undeath followed. The humans fought with all their might but were overpowered within seconds.
Meanwhile, Roy had backed into a corner, quivering madly as a gang of the undead creatures advanced on him. They forced him against a tall glass cabinet filled with all sorts of medicine. He stood there, staring into the yellow blood-specked eyes of his predators for one last second of peace. Then they roared and jumped on him, knocking over the cabinet.
The poor man went down, screaming in agony as they bit and gnawed at every inch of his body, as did the bottles of medicine (without the screaming part. Duh!) The containers rained down onto the floor, shattering on contact and spilling their liquids and pills all over the place. Two such containers, full to the brim with clear liquid, cracked before tumbling into the open skull of a Deadling. They leaked their medicine into its rotting brain. Then, a reaction occured throughout the corpse.
The Deadling's senses surged with pain as its brain began to burn and slowly melt, releasing the mixed medicine into its blood. A bubbling condition appeared on its thin gray skin. It roared angrily, thrashing wildly and smacking any Deadlings that happen to be in its way. All of a sudden, the infected zombie's skin thickened and became flabby as the creature grew fat and plump.
Its comrades ignored its extreme and incredibly quick growth spurt. Not only did it grow wider, but taller too. Much, much taller. It towered above the other undead until it burst through the ceiling. The bubbling subsided and the new enhanced creature's skin turned deep purple, completing its transformation.
It bellowed furiously and crashed out of the building. Its fellow Deadlings followed the hulking giant outside. Behind them an array of animals rushed into the not-so fresh air tainted with the stench of death and decay.
One such animal was a bat. A vampire bat to be exact. The small broown mammal flapped wildly about until it tightly grasped the giant corpse's forearm. It paid no attention whatsoever to the attached bat as it bit into a thick vein and hungrily lapped up the blood that seeped out.
In response, the diseased blood mixed with the digestive juices of the bat and another dangerous reaction occured. The defenseless animal screeched and dropped to the ground. It began to twitch violently and started to grow rapidly in size.
It took on a more humanoid form, like that of a teen-sized monkey (a monkey the size of a human teenager I mean), with glowing red eyes, long claws and teeth and blue-gray skin. Its spine protruded slightly through the tight-fitting skin on its back, which kept it from standing completely erect. It had a gaunt face with constricted nostrils that flared every time it took a deep breath.
The newest breed of undead lifted its gruesome head and sniffed the air. It caught a whiff of human flesh. It hissed loudly and took off in the direction of the biggest concentration of human population. The other zombies to notice to their comrade's hiss and followed it at a speedy pace, eager to devour the living.
A/N: So, what did ya think? R&R SVP if you don't mind! Like I said before, no flames. Thanks!