The Risen- An Academy Fanfiction
When the outbreak first started, everyone in the major cities were evacuated. My city, Chicago, included.
They collected people who were registered into the government's systems. But when families ran, they were forced to leave the babies and old behind. For some, it wasn't hard. But for others, they had to be dragged away from their children, parents, grandparents. It was chaos.
Supposedly everyone but the young and old were taken to safe houses around America.
And yet, I was left behind.
I soon learned that my parents didn't register my birth, so when soldiers came to collect people from the houses, my mother locked me in the basement.
When I finally managed to get out of there, after weeks trapped in that small, dark space, the world outside wasn't the one I remembered.
Houses were ransacked, store windows were shattered, bodies littered the street. But the worst of all, the dead, they... they rose.
I witnessed people being eaten by rotting corpses that should have been laying on the ground. I've seen people being bitten, and in a few short minutes, they spawned on the floor and rose again, becoming one of those monsters.
But when I was bitten, approximately two days after escaping from my house, nothing happened.
For weeks I expected to turn into a monster, a zombie, but I didn't. Now, three years later, I still haven't.
What's wrong with me?
With the help of a group of fourteen very handsome boys with hearts of gold, I might find out.
I might finally find the light I've been craving my entire life, in this world of darkness.
My name is Sang Sorenson, and I'm madly and hopelessly in love with the Blackbourne-Toma team... I just don't know it yet.