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 This is the opening section of a zombie story I have been working on for a little while. For now Im onlygoing to post the main characters storyline. The overall story has three other main characters that itfollows who find themselves in very different situations with different skill sets, plus they dont ownsmall arsenals like Brendon so things dont start out so easy. This is my first attempt at writing but Ihope that my experiences as an airborne infantryman in the army will help me write something that issomewhat realistic. I would greatly appreciate any constructive criticism, or even any compliments tohelp motivate me to write. I can be reached atJason.C.Papke@gmail.comor by leaving a comment hereon scribd. Ill also try to close up some of the gaps so I can post a larger section of the story here soon. Icurrently have over 100,000 words written out following Brendons group but have a couple chapters inthe middle that I need to finish before I can post the rest of what I have written.Advice on my writing style would be appreciated as well. Having never written anything before Imafraid my writing skills may be lacking, so advice and pointers are appreciated.Brendon Corbitt's ApartmentSaturday March 12 7:05 A.M.Day 1Brendon woke up to the sound of the apartment's front door slamming abruptly. He rolled overand looked at his alarm clock that read five after seven in the morning in glowing read numbers, far tooearly for his tastes. His roommate Aidan must have been running even later than usual. He was usuallycourteous when getting ready for work in the mornings so long as he wasn't cutting it too close. His joballowed him to be up to fifteen minutes late before being penalized and it took about ten minutes to getthere with decent traffic. Brendon chuckled a little bit knowing that Aidan would soon be sprintingthrough his work's parking lot to make sure he got clocked in on time.Brendon rolled over onto his stomach and tried to shade his eyes from the light coming in thewindow so he could get back to sleep. After a few moments he realized that it was a losing battle andhe had woken up too much to get back to sleep. He looked next to him and saw that Rebecca was stillout cold. It wasn't surprising to him that she'd still be in a deep sleep. They had gone out to a nearbybar the night before to see off a friend of theirs that had been back in the state for a short visit.Brendon had offered to drive as usual and while Rebecca wasn't a very big drinker she had still had a fewdrinks while they were with their friends. He felt a little guilty for having his parents watch his daughterJasmine on one of his nights with her but he figured her mother Leslie wouldn't be too upset since sheunderstood that he had their daughter half of the nights and it had been months since he had last useda babysitter overnight. He and Leslie had experienced their differences in the past but for the most partthey managed to avoid having much in the way of disagreements these days.
 
He rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt before sneaking out into theliving room, being careful not to wake Rebecca up. When he stepped into the living room he saw thatthe light on his saltwater aquarium had kicked on already just like it did every other morning aroundsunrise. He walked into his kitchen and began to reach for a box of cereal before he stopped himself.He was pretty simple in the mornings and generally just ate a bowl of cereal to tame his stomach.Rebecca wasn't too big into eating cereal since she hated milk and would generally just skip breakfastbut he wanted to try making something she would like. He figured he might as well give pancakes ashot.While he was starting to retrieve everything that he would need from the cupboards he heardwhat sounded like weapons fire coming from outside. If they were indeed gunshots they weren'tcoming from the immediate area, between his time in the Army and the fact that shooting was one of his main hobbies he had become fairly adept at gauging how far away gunshots were coming from andthese were at least a quarter mile away. He lived in a reasonably safe city and the Midwest was apeaceful place to live so he figured there was no immediate danger. He decided he would just flip onthe news as soon as he got breakfast started to see what was going on so he started sifting through hiscupboards and pulling out everything he would need.He was just pulling a mixing bowl out of a cupboard when he heard a blood curdling screamcome from outside. He rushed over to the balcony window of his second story apartment and lookedoutside to see a bloodied woman limping through the lot in front of the apartment building. He couldn'ttell exactly how bad her injuries were but there was a lot of blood running down her left leg and she waslimping badly enough that she wasn't moving very quickly. She kept looking over her shoulders with aterrified look on her face at a man who was covered in blood himself and lumbering after her.Brendon had no idea what was going on between the two outside but the lady looked like sheneeded help. He ran into his room and eyed his pistol lockbox on his end table for a second. He knewhe could use the digital keypad to open the box in a flash but he still didn't really know what was goingon outside but the man was unarmed so he likely wouldn't be able to shoot the man without gettinginto serious trouble for excessive force and he didn't need some maniac trying to take his gun from him.He pulled open his closet and grabbed his black KaBar combat knife from its sheath on his shooting vest.He figured that if the guy didn't stand down he'd be able to handle one injured man just fine with just aknife.He hurried out of his apartment cut through the hallway to the nearest stairway that lead tothat side of the building. He was down the stairs and out the front door before he realized that hehadn't even bothered to throw on a pair of shoes. As soon as he made it into the parking lot he sawthat the man had caught up to the injured woman and had tackled her. She was on her back kicking andscreaming while the man attacked her."Hey! Get the hell off of her!" he yelled in as deep and commanding of a voice as he couldmuster. As he yelled out the command he realized he hadn't used that voice since he had served inAfghanistan with the Army conducting counter-insurgency missions. The man seemed completelyoblivious to Brendon and as he advanced closer he noticed the man was sinking his teeth into thewoman's neck and Brendon almost recoiled in horror as he saw the man tear a chunk of flesh out withhis teeth as the woman screamed.
 
"I said get off of her!" he shouted an instant before he planted his heal in the man's side. Hiskick landed with enough force that the man was knocked onto the ground next to the woman. Brendondidn't have time to check and see if the woman was ok before the man snarled at him and pulledhimself back onto his feet.Brendon took a few steps back and brandished his knife in front of him making sure the mancould see it. "Don't make me use this," he threatened, "I have no qualms with sliding this between yourribs" The man didn't so much as blink at the threats and Brendon couldn't help but think that somethingwas terribly wrong here. The man completely ignored the woman as he stepped over her and cametowards Brendon letting out a horrible moan. Brendon decided to stand his ground wanting to getmedical attention for the woman as soon as possible.Once the man was a handful of steps away he raised his arms to grab Brendon. He didn't wantthis maniac getting a hold of him but he wasn't quite yet ready to take this to the next level. Instead heslashed out at the man's right arm leaving a deep bloody gash then quickly stepped out of his reach.To his surprise the man didn't so much as flinch, it was like he could feel no pain at all.
Great I've got a druggie on my hands,
Brendon thought to himself. The guy wasn't going to listen to reasonand threats would be useless. The man made a quick lunge at him and the image of the man tearing achunk out of the woman's neck flashed through Brendon's head. He felt the man's hands grip hisshoulders firmly and Brendon shot his left hand out in front of him and grasped the man's throat andpushed with all of his might as the man tried to pull his mouth towards Brendon's throat.He knew there was only one way to end this without getting himself killed. The man had a goodgrip on the top of each of his shoulders but Brendon still had most of the motion in his arms free. Heplunged his KaBar between the man's ribs certain that he had hit his left lung. The crazed man didn'teven seem to notice the six inch blade sticking into his body and with both of his arms pulling onBrendon's shoulders and only one arm to fight him off Brendon was losing the struggle as the man'shead got closer and closer to his neck. He pulled out his knife and rammed it into the man's torso twomore times with no results. By now the man's teeth were inches away and Brendon could feel theman's surprisingly cool breath on his neck. More out of desperation than conscious though Brendonpulled his right arm out wide and plunged the tip of his knife into the man's temple sinking it in up to thehilt.He may not have responded to a punctured lung but the man went limp instantly as the knifeentered his brain. Brendon used the adrenaline that was still pumping through his body to give the knifea strong tug to pull it out of the dead man's head then released his neck and stepped out from under theman's weight letting him crumple to the ground. He turned in the woman's direction just in time to seeher stand up and begin walking towards him. Her limp wasn't as severe as before and she showed nosigns of pain with each step, but instead had the same crazed look in her eyes that the man had shown.She let out a moan similar to what Brendon had heard moments earlier from the man.She must have been on whatever the man was and Brendon didn't think he'd have the heart tostab a woman too. It would be better to just go into the safety of his apartment where he could call thepolice and let them handle her and whatever drugs she was on before he told them what had happenedwith the man. He backpedaled away from the woman a few steps making sure to put a little bit moredistance between them before turning around to head back into his apartment.
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bvglee

Nice story, Im still waiting for more, please let us know when your next part is ready, Thanks

reply08 / 11 / 2010
SilverSparrow

Good work keep it up = D

reply03 / 17 / 2010
openid_8yY1HCmG

I like the story so far :) I hope that you will be able to complete this as I found that once i started, I wasnt able to set it down. I agree with your assessment regarding the guns, however I feel that if you worked it down a little, just a little, you would be able to keep the reader interested. Again thanks

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