Hello readers, it's me again. I have decided that, as I am doing studying for the day, I will continue writing for a while. Please review to tell me what you think and please, go read my good friend Rastanton94's Survivor's Guide to Surviving the Infection, which is where I get the character Divine from.
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Harry sometimes, in the following years, wished that he had used his magic to escape from the underground fighting arena so that he could have seen all of his old friends and family again. Realizing at the age of seven that such nostalgia would amount to nothing, he decided to just live this life out and try to make up for it if he was ever again born to a universe similar to his own.
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When he was nine, Harry's family moved from Britain to the United States, where they all hoped they could lead better lives than they had in their home country.
Taking full advantage of his new status as a United States citizen, Harry's father bought a gun within a year of being allowed to. At the age of eleven, he brought Harry shooting with him so that they could bond over guns together.
Harry, who had mastered firearms multiple lives ago, had a great time subtly aiming for specific areas within the targets in order to amuse himself, even if nobody else would realize how good a shot he was.
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When Harry was sixteen, something happened in Detroit that put Harry on an immediate state of high guard: twenty-three were hospitalized with human-shaped bite marks and rabies-like symptoms. While he hadn't personally encountered a zombie apocalypse, he had been to enough universes to know that he was bound to encounter one eventually.
As a mysterious disease that doctors called the Green Flu and everybody else just called The Infection spread throughout the nation, everybody but Harry was shocked and horrified when the infected started attacking people, ripping the uninfected to bloody scraps if given half of a chance.
Even Harry was surprised when, not even two weeks into the infection, it started mutating so that some of the newest infected became somewhat…different…than the others. It all started with mysterious hooded infected gaining the ability to jump higher and higher, soon growing claws and taking to pouncing like fish to water. These would, among the rare survivors of the apocalypse, be called the Hunters.
Next, chain-smokers began to grow taller, their tongues falling out of their mouths and growing longer, longer, longer until the newly-dubbed "Smokers" were capable of actually ensnaring people with tongues launched from their mouths, with the Smokers new claws more than perfect for cutting the trapped to death in order to make an easy meal.
The Boomers came next, large zombies made from the bodies of the extremely fat. The Boomers soon became feared for the noxious bile which they could projectile vomit onto survivors to draw common infected en masse onto the unlucky sprayed.
Finally, the most feared of all of the infected was first spotted two weeks into the infection, after all of civilized humanity was already gone and after Harry had been forced to kill his mother and sisters, though his father, oddly enough, proved to be as immune to the infection as Harry was until he was killed by a Hunter.
This extremely feared zombie was soon dubbed The Tank for its huge size and extreme strength.
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A month into the apocalypse, in which Harry had dubbed America "Zombieland" after a movie he had seen in one of his lives, Harry encountered another survivor for the first time in two weeks.
The man introduced himself as Francis and refused to talk about how he survived for so long. It took Harry a while to convince Francis to travel with him, but once he had, both were pleased to finally have company again in the always-lonely Zombieland.
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The next week, Harry and Francis encountered yet another survivor to add to their growing group: a young woman named Rochelle who had somehow survived as well. She opened up about her situation much more readily than Francis had, admitting that her entire group had been killed in a fatal plane crash after the survivor had transformed into a zombie mid-flight. She had been the only survivor.
Stunned, Francis admitted that this was how he had ended up alone, only with the situation going down on a helicopter flight instead of on a plane. Harry admitted to merely being too much of a badass to die, even without a group.
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Another week into life in Zombieland, Harry and Rochelle lost Francis. They had been searching a supermarket for food when a Smoker had silently snared him and, in the dark room, they hadn't been able to find the Smoker until it was far too late.
Harry, enraged at the loss of the man with which he had bonded with in the last few weeks, accidently lit the Smoker on fire with some accidental magic and was forced to lie extensively to Rochelle about exactly what had happened.
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At two months into the infection, Harry was walking along with Rochelle when a horrible scream along with a gunshot resounded throughout the street. Recognizing the scream as human, Harry and Rochelle charged down the street towards the source of the noise when another gunshot sounded as a bullet caught Rochelle in the shoulder. Horrified, Harry raised his rifle up as third bullet went through Rochelle's throat.
She fell to the ground, gurgling, while Harry shot in the direction of the gunfire until he saw the flash of light reflecting off of a scope and aimed at that instead. With his second shot, there was another scream and the shooter fell.
Turning to the now dead Rochelle, Harry sighed and walked towards the sound of the first scream and was surprised to find a girl who looked to be not too much older than him, cursing violently and surrounded by mutated infected.
He raised his gun and she screamed at him to stop. Realizing that the infected weren't doing anything, he let them be and put his gun back down.
After talking to her for a while, he discovered that her name was Divine and that the looming infected had somehow retained some of their mental abilities and after being befriended by Divine, they had stopped attacking random people. Despite being suspicious of the two hunters and the smoker, Harry decided to give them a chance and asked if he could travel with Divine.
At her affirmative nod, Harry slung his gun back up on his shoulder and prepared to go about on his merry, suddenly not alone, way.
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The next day, Harry and Divine were inside of a 7-11, looking for Twinkies, when three horrible roars sounded outside. Seeing not just one but three Tanks charging into the small convenience store, Harry told Divine to run and drew their attention with suppressing gun fire.
Unfortunately, Harry was almost immediately killed by a thrown doughnut stand but at least, he reflected as he was reborn, Divine seemed to have escaped.
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And there we go, another chapter. Please leave a review. This chapter comes with great thanks to Big Raq for her support. Review, people, if I don't get at least two reviews then you people will never get three chapters in a day again.
