So Afraid Of Deaths Door
Chapter 1: It Begins When The Lights Go Out
A/N: Jesus, I really need to work on my other stories but this one sounded SO COOL! So, I'm finally doing a ZOMBIE story, yay! Anyways, this one will be pretty graphic but otherwise really cool in my own opinion. Yeah, this came from listening to my dad talk about his zombie games and I find them VERY interesting, so, I'm writing this because I haven't exactly seen any Teen Titans VS Zombies before. Okay, well, that's not exactly how it is since its AU in more then just a zombie breakout, so please... R&R so I know if its good or not, kay?
Description: It finally happened, Slade Wilson knew it would happen sooner or later thanks to his time in the military, but he had hoped to be more ready for it. After the zombies come in massive numbers, Slade loses his two sons and wife, but is immune to the virus thanks to military experiments in his youth. But now, Slade finds a six year old orphaned acrobat while traveling and trying to survive, can he protect this little boy from harm, or will he fail another son?
Note: This story will have random updates and may not update for a month or two at a time.
Preview
I knew it was coming, I knew all along, but you know what? I did nothing. I pretended to be in the dark like everyone else that wasn't a military leader, I slowly believed deep inside that we were all safe and sound in are little houses with are young children that had yet to see the darkness. But no, I never saw it coming when the apocalypse finally reared its ugly head. I was a stay at home dad with two beautiful sons and a gorgeous wife. My first son was Grant, he looked just like his mother with brown hair and green hair and a strong body type like his old man. My second son was a blonde boy with bright blue eyes like me, he had a gorgeous voice too.
But, things went wrong. After all nothing good last forever. But, I'll humor you by showing you what happened to lead me to stand before a sobbing little circus boy, after all, its not like I have much to do other then to battle zombies like a mad man. So...
It all began when the lights went out...
~Break Line~
"Slade dear, the lights went out."
"Ah!"
"Calm down Joey, we'll be okay, dads got it under control."
Slade Wilson sighed as the power went out, he had just replaced the light bulbs too. He stared out the window, he was beyond surprised that the rest of the neighborhood was also out of power. With a shrug, he stopped scrubbing the dishes and joined his family in the living room, where his dear wife Adelen had already lite a candle to illuminate the dim room. He gave his wife a smile of thankfulness and saw that his oldest son Grant was hugging his younger brother Joey close as they watched there father, it was rare for black outs in this part of Gotham City. Slade sighed as he tried to turn his phone on, but the whole thing was dead.
"Odd." Slade whispered.
Joey turned to his dad. "Dad? Whats going on?" He asked innocently, he was only six and didn't know what was going on.
Slade sighed. "I'm not su-"
The room froze as a loud scream ripped through the air, Joey cried into his fathers arms as Slade pulled his family close, acting as a human shield. Just as fast as the sound came, it was gone, in its place for sound was Joey's crying and Grant trying not to be scared, but failing miserably at it.
"Honey, I'm going to grab my rifle, stay here with the boys." Slade whispered to his wife before climbing up the stairs and running to his room.
On a high shelf laid a large sniper rifle from the mans military, it still worked just as well as the day it was built for mortal combat. The ex-soldier delicately grabbed the gun and loaded, he never left a loaded gun in the house in fear of one of his sons trying to play soldier with it. The man carefully trended down the stairs and saw his wife and two sons sitting close to each other as more screams could be heard from outside of the house. Slade was careful as he shuffled to the window, he pulled it open and nearly screamed himself at what he saw.
Zombies. Zombies everywhere. That was all that really seemed to be important outside as the neighborhood was in total chaos. People ran around in circles crying and screaming before being mauled to death violently by zombies that looked to still only be recently dead according to the chunks of flesh and blood covering there exposed bones and the full heads of hair that were slowly turning grey and falling apart. There were zombies starting to even break down doors and attack people gathered inside, a part of Slade told him to protect those people, but a stronger part demanded that he protect his family first.
The man grabbed his family and quickly explained the situation, Adelen didn't seem to believe it, but one look outside sealed her mind on the truth in a heart beat. Slade held back a shiver as he met the eyes of his nine year old son Grant, he looked so scared. The father nodded to his wife to stay back while he snuck into the garage, thank god the car still worked. He started it and smiled as his wife and children piled as much food as possible into trunk before taking off out of the garage and away from the zombies.
They'd never come back.
FIVE YEARS LATER
It had been five years since that night, the people that were still alive referred to it as 'The Day God Fell', but no matter, that wasn't what made Slade so sad at the moment. His family had all died within the first year, something he regretted to this day, he had hoped to make it out alive with his family still alive. But no, fate was a bitch and decided to ruin those thoughts completely. Grant had been first to die, it had been the first month during the zombie raids and they were ambushed, the poor boy had distracted the monsters to save his family but had perished in a rather gruesome death, Adelen had been so depressed along with the rest of the family. Joey was next, he had gotten an awful fever and was completely delusional, he had followed a zombie thinking it was Grant and had been mauled to death by wild dogs, at least, that's what they think, they never found the body. Just blood. Then sweet Adelen died a week later, suicide, it had broken Slade's heart.
So now, Slade Wilson was a world class mercenary... or what was left of the world anyways. It was impossible these days to get out of the country, it was both too dangerous and too risky thanks to small makeshift government nutcases taking charge of the ports and skies in case of makeshift planes trying to take off. After the first three years, power came back, but humanity was still pretty much lost thanks to insane people being let free after the government collapsed. So, Slade did what he could to stay alive. However, he still craved the days where his sons would play soldier with him and lay under the stars, pointing out constellations. But, those days were gone... long gone.
Preview For Next Chapter: Slade is trying to fulfill a contract to deal with a group of rebels... only to find its a bunch of little orphans trying to survive. But when Slade befriends one of the orphans called only as Robin, will he risk his life to save him?
A/N: So... you like? Please R&R, it makes me very happy.
~Supercasey.