A place to keep unused/discontinued story ideas. Some stories will be available to be adopted by anyone if anyone is interested. But you'll need to talk to me about it first.
The sky was a mix of orange and red. The sound of countless screams of horror and pain, roars and shrieks, gunshots and explosions were all that could be heard. Smoke rises into the air from several skyscrapers and tall buildings as far as the eyes could see. Countless building were destroyed or in ruins by explosions, set aflame, or somehow even untouched- at least, that what it looks like from atop of the tall buildings.
Down at the ground, it was much worse. Buildings covered in red...tendrils were seen all over the place. The tendrils had huge green pimple-like things on them that glowed green. Some even connected to other buildings, creating this web-like connection between the buildings.
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Destroyed cars were either flipped over or completely destroyed all over the streets. Blood, both old and fresh, covers most of the ground. Not only that, but countless bodies slowly roam the streets. At first glance, anyone would think they were normal humans, but with a closer look, they are wrong. Most of the bodies were covered in blood, their bodies were shaped in horrific manners as their clothes were torn apart in random areas. They are no longer normal people, these are now the walking dead. Horrific screams and shrieks could be heard from countless miles as most of the infected were starving for new flesh to consume.
Meanwhile...
At a forty story tall buildings, two people were at and near the edge of the flat roof. One man was crouched by the edge of the roof as the other was pacing back and forth behind him, impatient over something. The man looks young, probably in his late teens or early twenties. He had black messy hair and orange eyes. He wore a black jacket over a dark blue shirt. He also had a purple-ish pants and black leather boots and belt.
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The other was in a robotic suit. It looked futuristic and had hints of blue lines glowing around the suit.
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"We have less than an hour. What's next?" The person in the suit asks as they kept pacing. Their voice was modified so people couldn't tell what gender they were nor recognized the voice.
"..." The teen doesn't say anything right away, still staring out into the distance.
Hearing something incoming made him look to his left. He saw a few military helicopters flying towards them and passes the building, blowing away some dust and other stuff. The teen's hair and parts of his clothes blew along the wind before the choppers flew pass them towards the apocalyptic and hellish city. He slowly stood up and continues to watch the choppers fly away until they flew into some smoke rising into the sky. Then, he looks at the person as they were still pacing.
"The person responsible for all of this...dies tonight." He says with a serious tone and matching facial expression.
"If we make it out of here." The person says, stopping finally and looks at him. "Are you sure about this?" They ask. It was hard to tell if they were genuinely concern or not due to the voice modifications.
"..." The teen doesn't respond right away, thinking for a brief moment as he looks back to the hell once called a city. But he shook his head and turns back to the person. "I was born for this." He says, determination filled his voice, face, and eyes.
Meanwhile...
On one of the tallest buildings in the city, a man wearing a black jacket watches the world crumble beneath him.
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His upper face was blocked by his grey hood, but his mouth wasn't.
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He couldn't help but chuckle a little as a smirk slowly grew on his lips after seeing and hearing an explosion go off in the distance. "Everything is going as planned..." He mutters calmly before his smirk grew. "Good."
Before anything else could happen, everything turns black.
Soon...
(Decided to release a short preview for something due to the concept teaser being around 2.5-3k words. Will try to continue and release the actual thing tonight or tomorrow.)
