Chapter 4 Zombies
The virus came without warning.
Humans with weak immune systems were the first to fall, their bodies twisting and decaying into mindless zombies. Then, as their numbers grew, the werebeasts followed.
Zombies weren’t fast, but they moved in relentless hordes, drawn to sound and scent. Their resilience made them a formidable threat. Soon, the town was overrun.
I led Gavin and his clan into the castle. We had enough food and water to last.
Inside, life was nothing like the chaos outside. While some survivors had established safe zones, most were barely livable, plagued by infighting over dwindling resources.
When Gavin’s birthday came, I made him a steak dinner and even baked a cake–a luxury in
times like these.
In my previous life, I had suffered in the weretigers‘ refuge and struggled to survive. This time, I was prepared.
Gavin was moved. “Sheila, marrying you was the greatest fortune of my life. You’re smart, capable, and kind. No matter what happens, I’ll always stay by your side. No one will ever
separate us.”
I smiled at him. “Things will get better. And we won’t be separated.”
A month into the outbreak, a new problem arose.
Through the radio, I warned the other castle leaders that the zombies weren’t our only enemies. Humans and werebeasts had become just as dangerous, turning on each other to survive. Raiders would come, not just for food, but for blood.
A brutal, lawless age was upon us. There was no place for mercy.
Unlike other werebeasts, the wereserpents weren’t built for brute strength. But they had something far deadlier, and that was their venom. One bite could kill not only humans and werebeasts but even zombies.
Sure enough, within days, multiple castles were attacked.
We were ready. No one died, but blood had been spilled. And there would be more. Without laws or order, civilization had crumbled into violence and competition.
In the apocalypse, only the strong survived.
On day 42, I received a message from John, Mandy, and Kylie.
Kylie’s voice carried the condescension of someone offering charity as she spoke, “Sheila, let’s be honest. Wereserpents are weak. You won’t last against the zombies.
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“Several clans are eyeing your castle’s supplies. How about this? My husband and I will bring the weretigers over. We’ll live with you and protect you.”
John and Mandy quickly chimed in, “Sheila, you should be grateful to Kylie! Zombies are terrifying! If you weren’t her sister, we wouldn’t even consider taking this risk for you. We could’ve stayed here and enjoyed life, but we’re willing to help you out of pity.”
I scoffed silently and responded calmly, “No need. The castle doesn’t have room for more people. Just focus on surviving. Nothing is more important than that.”
Just then, Mandy suddenly shrieked, “You little thief! How dare you steal our bread? This is three days‘ worth of food for us!”
Kylie remained silent, stubbornly holding her pride. John, however, rushed off to snatch the bread back.
I raised an eyebrow and asked, “Kylie, didn’t you just say you were doing well? Why is a single piece of bread your only food for three days? Is your husband not taking care of you?”
The mask finally slipped. Kylie sneered. “Sheila, it’s just a damn castle. Wereserpents are weak, while weretigers are strong. Sooner or later, this world will belong to us. Our supplies just happened to run out today. That’s all.
“Luke is out searching for food. I won’t starve. But you? The day the zombies break through your gates will be the day you die. Wereserpents won’t last against other clans and the zombies.”
She was right. The zombies were multiplying, while the number of survivors, both humans and werebeasts alike, dwindled.
The strongest clans, like the werelions, werewolves, and wereleopards, were ruthless in their pursuit of resources. They had already swallowed up several smaller refuges–first for survival supplies, then for medical stockpiles.
Now, our castle was the next prize in their sights.
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