Warriors of Apocalypse

‘’They won’t stop coming, It’s almost as if they are multiplying behind my back.  I’m so tired of running away.”  I knelt down and thought out loud, I need to get out of the swamp quick, I’ll get eaten alive. I noticed my arms were mutating faster, so I ran out of the swamp in search of civilisation.

I noticed some smoke rising in the distance. I trudged through the grassy swamp until I got to some smoky ruins. I could hear lifeless groans surrounding me… a big herd of zombies was slowly creeping up behind me.

I raced up to the town, but it was deserted. Windows were smashed, cars were burning in the middle of the road.  Destruction was spreading like a bloody wine stain on a clean tablecloth.

I caught a glimpse of my reflection in a cracked window and realised in horror that my eyes were turning crimson! I felt a weak claw scratch my shoulder I turned my head and saw that a huge mob of angry undead was coming my way! ‘’Aahhh!’’

I sprinted away, but there were so many of them everywhere. I realised that I had run into a blind alley and I knew  was no time to turn back, this might be the end. Pressing my hands up against the back wall, I felt an assemblage of steam pipes bolted to the wall and realised there was still hope.

I grabbed a steam pipe and tried to rip it of the wall, but it wouldn’t budge. I placed my foot on the wall and pulled as hard as I could. I felt the bolts loosen, the zombies were getting closer and closer. I tore at the pipe and it finally extracted itself from the wall. I turned to the undead and started to clout them down to the ground! I escaped from the dead end with a smack of my pipe and, with the words ‘’Not safe here,’’ in mind, I abandoned the town.

I roamed for hours until I came upon an expanse of tundra. The dry sandy air blew into my eyes and blinded me.  I lost balance and passed out….

Suddenly I woke up and saw a blurry silhouette of a z…z…zombie? My eyes adjusted to the light. No, it wasn’t a zombie, it was a guy.

“Hey, hey wake up. Are you alright?’’ whispered the mysterious guy.

“Yeah I guess…’’ I looked past his face and saw four other people.

The mysterious guy started talking again. ‘’You managed to make it to our refuge alive! You are now a part of the Warriors of Apocalypse Gang. What’s your name’’

‘’Marzia,’’ I answer.

‘’Great! My name is Felix and this is Marcus.  I have something to fix your arms, but anyways welcome to the gang.”


                                                                                       THE END…


2 Responses

  1. Hi there, 🙂
    WOW! thats an awesome story and really good use of words. You could easily become a writer one day Because that piece of writing seemed like something a year 8 or 9 would write. Good job Ava

    Elizabeth (Kylies sisters friend)
    Room 5
    Melville Intermediate School

  2. Hello
    That’s a pretty cool story and nice adjectives.

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