writing Against what used to be my brother...

[Prince Lightning Da Cute 619]

This really wasn't planned at all actually, it was meant as am explanation as to why people would like to be in a zombie apoc, so I made a short story to help him see why. I really liked it and I would like some critiques, as I'll be using these skills on another production I can't tell you about.

 

Well... Here it is, Grimdark not my usual style but I actually like this so...

 

 

Boom! I was pressed against a wall. Light streamed in through the window behind it. Just after dawn and in my own room. I never thought I die in either of those settings but considering what's happened, I'll believe anything now.

 

 Tears rushing down my face as my undead killer went for the last hit. It was all over me, it's disgusting tongue licking the blood and tears on my face as I fought to push it back. It's face showing pleasure in seeing my condition "How sadistic is this thing?!". It opened it's mouth to show its green blood stained teeth and growled. This thing that i used to call my brother had already bitten my father and tried to eat my little sister. 

 

I woke up and lured away from her room. She hid under her bed and it chased me back here. I burst through my room door but before i could turn around he had me against the wall which why I'm in this situation now. I hit the deck in pure terror, Seeing for a second I wasn't there, it bent down to get me. It's turn arms reaching out to me. I screamed for bloody Mary as it braced myself against the wall and gave it a heavy double kick using both my legs. 

 

It flew across the room and landed in a piled of toys. It moaned as it rolled over in pain. "Here's my chance!" I took out my knife and charged at it. It raised its head and torso ready for me. I stopped for a moment, "You're never supposed to fight the undead hand to hand...." before I could think of something else it had gotten up and was charging at me. I brought my knife to my face so it was parallel to its neck. Pow! It was all over me again... But not for long... It head butted me, God that hurt! As soon as I relied for the pain I punched it in the face. As he growled his face turned back around slowly. I brought my knife back to bare and kicked it into the wall. The tables had turned...

 

Before it had a chance to recover, I was all over it. My knife was deep inside him and I could feel the blood oozing on my hand. I grabbed he neck and started to strangle him. Our bodies were up to each other, our bodily fluids mixing as our eyes met. It wanted to eat my face and I wanted to cut it to ribbons, only one of us would walk out this room, and right now, everything pointed to say that one would be me.

 

 

 

Any feedback helps a lot and thank you for reading.

 

Also! It's not completely done at the moment but I'm just really proud of it so far.

Edited June 1, 2012 by Prince Wolfie