Overview/Intro:: Hello, My name is Ashley. This is the start of an awesome story. It starts off with how Zoey loses her parents and how she meets up with Bill, Francis, and Louis. It will go through the main campaigns of the game No Mercy,Death Toll,Dead Air, and Blood Harvest. Maybe even The Sacrifice and Crash Course. It will also go on about how they go from one place to the other. Meanwhile a strong relationship develops between Zoey and Francis. Will it work out? Will something turn out to be better than any Zombie Apocalypse? Read on to find out. Review please!

Prologue.

I was packing to go back home to my father's apartment in the city while in the middle of watching one of my favorite movies: 'Dawn of the Dead'. I had to go back to my father's because my semester at school was up and I had to get home because both of my parents wanted to talk to me. My father wanted me to become a police officer, which was what I had originally started college studying as. He used to take me to the gun range since he was an officer and let me shoot with him. My mother on the other hand wanted me to be more like an actress or something creative. I finally got done packing when a service alert popped on my tv screen.

"Attention; Green Flu is spreading rapidly in our city. Please be advised to stay away from those who have it. That is all." the reporter said as my screen went back to the movie.

I shurgged and slung my bag over my shoulder and turned my television off and headed out of my dorm. It felt like months since I had left when it had only been about a week since my exam. It seemed awful that I only had made a couple of friends, but they were some pretty odd characters. I made my way through the dorm building and out into the sunlight and saw my dad's car parked right out front. I ran to it and opened the door to greet him.

"Hey sweetie. Your mom is waiting for us back at the apartment." he said as I slid into the passenger seat.

"Is she still going on about how I chose the wrong profession." I asked arching a brow.

He looked at me as he drove out of the college parking lot and tried to smile. "Of course. It never fails when she's around."

I half laughed. Yeah, that was so like mom. "Did you hear the news?" I asked trying to sound casual.

I saw him nod in the corner of my eye. "Yeah it was on the radio before you came out. Don't worry though, Zo. I'm sure everything will be fine." he said as we turned a corner and parked in front of the apartment building.

I got out and followed him into the apartment building and up the elevator to our floor. Once at our 'house' we walked in and I was immediately attacked with a hug by my mother.

"Zoey you really need to call me more." she said as she let go and backed up a bit to get a better look at me. "Go get cleaned up and come back to the dinning room for dinner."

I glanced at my dad before I shifted my bag on my shoulder and headed towards my old room. It was the same from before I left for college. The walls were a pale blue with a few pictures of my parents and my old highschool friends, and of course a decent sized bed and a desk. Clothes were all in the closet so it all made sense. I set my bag on my bed and pulled out a white tank top and some dark jeans. I slid out of the clothes I currently had on and exchanged them for the others. I looked at myself in the mirror above the desk and decided on putting on my pinkish-red hoody.

"Zoey?" I heard coming from the other side of the door. "Dinner is ready."

I sighed. Of course this was going to be interesting. I walked out of my bedroom and made it into the dinning room and sat inbetween my parents. I got my food in silence and even ate in silence.

"Zoey darling when are you going to get into performing arts?" my mother started. Yep, this was not going to be a normal dinner.

"I-" then of course I couldn't even talk for myself.

"Carolyn we've discussed this. Zoey decided on law enforcement. Besides if anything goes wrong, she has directing as her second class. Just for the horror thrills for others." my father replied coldly.

All I could do was sit there and listen to them argue about this. It went on for about a good ten minutes. That's when things got a little weird. I looked up from my plate and saw a man standing there.

"Uh...dad?" I said and my dad caught what I was looking at.

"He's infected get down!" he yelled as he reached into his pocket as the man leaped at my mother. My dad pulled out his pistols and shot the man in the head. He looked back at my mother and saw the bite mark on her arm. "Zoey call an ambulance."

I hesitated as I watched my father craddle my mother in his arms. I ran to the phone on the wall and dialed 9-1-1. When I turned I saw mom attacking dad. Mom had noticed me by then and ran towards me only for dad to shoot her down before she could get to me.

"I had to do it. Come closer now Zoey." dad said softly as I ran to his side and watched as he bled out from the fresh wounds my mother had made. "She was just infected. The virus. Zoey, you have to kill me, before the same happens to you. I don't want you to be apart of this virus. You need to get to safety." he handed me his pistols.

I felt my eyes well up in tears and felt a few run down my face. I gripped the pistols and hugged my father. The virus got my mother fast, who knew how much time until it happened to him as well.

"I love you Zoey. You are my pride and joy." he said as he let go of me.

I stood up and aimed one of the pistols at him. I felt my heart shattering in my chest. How was I going to live with myself after this? I clenched my eyes shut for a second and then looked back down at my father. "I love you too daddy." I said pulling the trigger and watching his body fall to the ground and I fell to the floor with my head in my hands and cried.