Project Zombiotic: The Family

Chapter 1 Something Called Fear

    After the terrorist attack on my home town I was left homeless, no family, and pretty much dead. Something kept me alive though. I'm not sure if it was sheer will or something that had been growing inside of me, something called fear. My name is Jesiah Thomas. I'm a pretty quiet guy that is always partying on his own or with my best friend John Mayer. He's always there for me and the one who got me to drink and do drugs with him. Specifically LSD also known as acid. My parents were awarded this because I felt guilty about doing it at first. They were proud I told them yet surprised that I did something so bad.       I've been busy lately with school and holding up my rank as number one student in the grade. That's all going to change in a single day. The day known as "Allure Day" is norther darkest day in human history.

"Jesiah come take a tab with me before class!" John says while chuckling.
"I am on my way to the gym for my test today." I replied sighing softly. In reality I didn't want to take a tab today because I was actually meeting up with this girl I had been talking to since she got here a month ago.
"Alright man. I understand holding up that image of yours. If you need anything let me know!" John yelled. I began to walk away towards the gym and run out to the doors to the garden on the roof of the school. When I got up there she was no where to be seen. McKenna Johnson the mysterious girl from England. She is truly beautiful and all the guys want to talk to her but are too scared. When she saw me though she was happy and said she was a childhood friend. I don't remember her but that's fine. I don't have to worry about it because I'm going to ask her out today. I sat down next to the stargazer lillies, my favorite flowers. I leaned over to smell them and caught a smell of something disgusting. I thought it was that of spoiled milk. I was right about one thing though. Something had spoiled. And it was the body of McKenna. I saw her corpse in the corner and screamed. At that time I heard hundreds of screams come from inside the school. I run inside to find out what had happened or yet what was happening. I look all around and see people being torn apart and killed as I stood there. John grabbed my arm and pulled me bringing me back into reality.
"Fucking run! Jesiah let's go dumb ass!" John yelled pulling me with him. As we ran I looked all over and in a split second one of those monsters appeared in front of us. Those "shades" were monsters of some sort of twisted nightmare. I got thrown in to a class room and screamed in pain realizing that my arm had been crushed by sheer force of a grip, a hand grip. I grabbed my shoulder and ran as fast as I could thanks to adrenaline. I was sprinting when I still foresight by that same one. That same monster that crushed my arm. This time he ripped off my leg. All I could remember was his laugh and that terrifying smile of insanity. I finally felt something. That something was fear. I later there pretty much dead. No I was dead or at least that was until that monster bit my chest and ate a piece of my flesh. Then I came back in even more pain but something was wrong.  John wasn't himself all of the sudden. John grabbed the monster and threw it. He threw the thing that had killed me. That's when I saw that his neck was missing a chunk.

"Jesiah grab my husband let's go!" He held his hand out for me to grab. As I grabbed it he smiled and shoved my leg that was ripped off back to where it was missing. He rapped cloth around it and tightened it. I screamed in what I thought was pain. We ran so far away from the school. We even ran past my house that was on fire. I didn't even care at the time that my family was gone. All I cared about was running away. We had finally reached the edge of town where we were greeted by soldiers. One being my older sister, Jane. I smiled and then cried out for help. She ran to me and John. I remember she was crying and holding us. That's when my body gave out and I fell unconscious or at least that's what it had seemed like. In truth me and John died in Jane's arms. We were dead for maybe three days before the UN took our corpses and put us in an experimental project. Project Zombiotic was the name of this experiment. An experiment to create zombies.

"Dr. Rosenbaugh the subject is waking up!" I overheard the assistant as I began to open my eyes. Everything was fuzzy and then a man in Alan coat walked over.
"Good morning sunshine! How does your new body feel?" The man asks I an unfamiliar accent. I shake my head and sit up. I look as good as new when I see myself in the mirror. I stand up and walk to the mirror in awe. Everything was the same except my hair was blonde now. I was in shock. I asked how long I was asleep for and the man shook his head at me.
"Not asleep but dead. You've been dead for about half a month. My name is Dr. Rosenbaugh. I'm the head of this experiment." Rosenbaugh had said these words but it was hard to believe him that I was dead. I mean I'm breathing and walking. You can't just bring the dead back. Then everything came back to me. I had lost everyone and everything. I looked at the man.
"Is my friend dead?" I asked . He stood in silence.
"Is my friend dead damn it!" I yelled. As I yelled that someone I recognized walked in. It was John, beside him stood Jane. I ran to them hugging them. We all laughed and caught up.
"You're the last to wake up Jesiah. You need to meet everyone!" Jane said laughing pulling me with her. At this time I realized what was growing inside of me. It was the same as those poor shades that killed me. It was something called fear.