When you say "I wished a zombie apocalypse would happen," you wished you could take it all back and still be alive because you never know when your wishes could become your worst nightmares. My name is Lilith Marshing, and I live in a zombie town.
It is October 4, and my team was camping out in the woods. We set up motion sensors and turrets to warn us if zombies were coming. I was in my tent looking at a picture of my deceased mother when the team leader came into my tent.
"Lilith, are you okay?" the leader asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little sad. I think I'm still shaken up by my mother's death." I smiled hiding the grief and pain in my heart.
"I'm glad. I hoped I didn't scare you too much. I hope you don't hate me for making you kill your mother." he said.
"No, not at all." I thump him on the back while cursing him in my mind.
When the leader left, I dropped my act and sighed. The truth is that I really hated him for making me do that. He was never a really nice man to begin with. He always tortured me by dunking my head in water and whipping me when I was ten.
~Flashback~
"Mom, where are you?" I called.
It was silent. I ran to the leader and asked him if he saw my mother. He was drunk and paid no attention to me. I pouted and ran away searching for my mother. When I was on the outside of the camp, I saw someone. I flashed the light at the person and saw my mother. I ran toward her and almost reached her when I was dragged backwards.
"Better stay away, kid. Do see, she's dead and now a zombie." said a man with red hair.
I was confused and struggled to get out of his grip.
"But she's my mother." I cried.
When we were back at the camp, the man with the red hair approached the leader and told him that one of the campers became a zombie. The leader nodded his head and grabbed a pistol.
When we arrived at the sight, the zombie who was my mother was coming toward the camp.
"Let the kid kill his mother. Maybe he will learn how to kill zombies next time, so he can help us." said one of the friends of the leader.
"That sounds good." replied the leader.
He walked over to me and handed me his pistol. I held the pistol in my shaky hands and attempted to raise it. I was frightened of killing my mother.
"Go on, kill it." he glared at me with scary eyes.
I gulped and pointed at my zombie mother. I was about to shoot when I backed out.
"DO IT!!!" he shouted making me jump.
He grabbed my hand and made me raise the pistol again. He pushed my finger on the trigger, and the sound of a loud bang rang throughout the woods. I collapsed onto the ground and cried. My mother was dead.
~End of Flashback~
That was seven years ago. I am seventeen and not that little innocent boy anymore. You can guess that it was the leader's fault for scaring me for life by this experience.
It was morning, and I met up with my friend, Takeru. Takeru and I have been together for a long time. Sometimes we would sneak out of the camp and hunt zombies together.
"Hey, Takeru, want to go hunting with me?" I asked.
"Sure, want to get some breakfast first?" He replied.
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Zeno: The Zombie Apocalypse BoyxBoy
HorrorMy name is Lilith Marshing, and I live in a zombie town. My mother died by my hand, and something bad is coming. I can't tell you yet, but read my story to find out what happens. * Any of the Anime characters you happen to know do not belong to m...
