ZombieAttack
'Crash!' The vibrating sound bounced off the hardened walls of the castle. "They're getting in!", A male voice yelled to the main room, followed by the screams of horror from the ripping of flesh and the sucking of the crimson blood from one's body. The queen looked at her king. "What are we going to do if….", She stopped in sudden interruption of growling and moaning. Her head was pulled back against the throne frame; the bright golden lace cracking into the red fabric. The threads ripping one-by-one, almost as if time was slowing down the queen prayed for her life; but in an instant it was gone. Her throat had been bitten out of her neck, and her face covered in blood. Her king was in the same condition, but much worse. His body was in the hands of many killers, being ripped apart. Sounds of bones breaking and the 'Splish, Splash', of blood dropping to the cold marble floor, filled the throne room as the horror just began. Outside that castle was unreal. It seemed like a red cloth had been placed over the land. For the moat was stained red, the drawbridge looked like it had been splattered with red paint. The diseased were strung everywhere. Hanging from the castle walls, floating in the moat, and laying everywhere, that there wasn't even a blank spot for the tiniest rodent to prance. The killers…The zombies, stood wobbling, moaning and groaning as they walked bumping into one another letting out a loud growl as they did. In the forest more screams came as the villagers got attacked, following in their leader's footsteps, but dying a faster death. As the mass mob of zombies attacked the small village only a few got to go the easy way, staying themselves till the end as they killed themselves or making someone else do it. Drowning themselves, cutting off their heads, or just simply taking a javelin to the head and out the other side. Many were killed by the blood thirsty zombies, ripped apart, eaten, or turned into one of…Them. As the mob of multiplying zombies left the village they forgot one little girl. She was holding her teddy bear in a corner crying for someone to save her. Unluckily for the girl, zombies were attracted to sound, as the left again, all was left was a pool of sticky crimson liquid and a soaked teddy. The mob kept moving, taking over the lands of the world, spreading it's infectious disease. Bringing horror, and covering the world in red sticky liquid, until no one is left alive. The ground shook and cracked open as red flames come up, lava spilled out and grumbling came from beneath. Black as darkness claws came up from the hell given hole. Following right behind it was a pair of glowing red eyes, and white sharp teeth shown as it smiled, looking for something to fill its empty belly. A new horror has begun, will anyone survive?