New Eden

Two hours later and i'm already tired. I took out as many of the fast moving ones I could, but I still havent dropped even a hundred. The fires have spread, and are getting closer. The glass dor opens behind me and I turn, Bella is standing there, a small smile on her face. "We're going to die, aren't we? I mean, not now, or maybe not in a month, but soon." I shake my head at her. "No, baby, we're going to live forever. I've been thinking, actually." She lets out a slight giggle. "Uh oh, Mark's been thinking, zombies beware." I chuckle. "No, I really have been. I dont know a whole lot about pathology, or whatever its called that deals with blood, but if they transmit something into someone when they bite them, then its technically a virus, right?" Bella frowned, and nodded. "I think so." I look out at the horde. "Well, then if there is a virus, then it had to come from somewhere, right? It started somewhere. That means that someone started it. It supposedly happened all at once. But we havent heard anything from other countries. What if its just ours? Everyone saw it or heard about it happening on CNN before everyone died. But does that mean it started there? If it came from somewhere else, then where, and do they have a cure for it?"

Bella looked confused. "Who would do something like this on purpose?" I shook my head. "Thats a loaded question. My point is, when we survive this, we need to track down the source. Maybe find some answers." She looks at me for a second, then hugs me. "As long as i'm with you, I dont care what we do."

"Aw, how sweet," an irish accented voice says from below. I look down and see Barb stading on the hood of the truck. Steve is crouched down in the bed, looking up. His skin is pale, and he smiles, showing all sharpened teeth. "Oh shit," I mutter. I push Bella towards the door and grab the revolver. She protests, "But...!" Checking the ammo, I turn to her, "Get inside and lock the door!" She runs in and I hear the door close and click. Good girl. I turn back to the front and I see Steve leaping and flipping through the air to land on the edge of the balcony. His tongue comes out of his mouth, long and pointed, and he gives a short maniacal laugh. "Sorry bro, I love you, but you need to die!" He leaps at me with ungodly speed as I fire off a few rounds. They miss him completely and he lands before me, striking my gun hand with his, knocking the gun away, and then leaping backwards and kicking me in the chest.

I find myself flying through the air and then through the glass door into the bedroom. Bella screams as I land against the bed and cough up blood. She comes running to me and helps me stand up. "Bella, go to the basement. No one can get in there, it's a big vault." I tell her. She shakes her head. "No, no I cant leave you!" I look at her, she has tears streaming down her face. "Do it, love. I will join you down there shortly. Please." She looks at me, then at Steve, who is laughing like a maniac. Barb is standing on the railing and smiling in triumph. Bella turns back to me and kisses me on the lips. "You promised we'd get married. Dont you dare break that promise!" I nod and she runs off. I dont want her to see me die like she has everyone else in her life. Taking off my jacket, I wipe the blood off of my lip. I think one or more of my ribs are broken, and my vision is blurry. "Well well, i've always wondered what she was like in the sack. Guess i'll get a bite after you die, eh buddy?" Anger fuels my adrenaline and pumps my blood. "I wont die that easily, bring it bitch!"

The thing that was Steve rushes towards the bedroom door that Bella just ran through, and I slam into him from the side. He turns in my grasp and raises his fist to hit me, but I see it coming and let go, bringing both together and uppercutting him in the jaw as hard as I can. I hear a crack and I go with the momentum, swinging my right fist down into his temple. He cries out as the bone around his eye shatters and I left hook him in the solar plexus, breaking the small bone there. He drops to his nees and I grab a baseball bat that had been sitting in the corner. I swing as hard as I can, slamming it into his face. I see blood and teeth, his nose shatters. Steve had always been a better marksman, but when it came to fighting for my life, no one was better. "YOU CANT WIN!" I scream at my former friend as he falls forward. "Noo!" I hear a screech and turn around, only to be hit in the face with an irish boot. It knocks me down the hallway. I think my nose is broken, every bone and muscle in my body is screaming in pain. "You think it's over because you killed him?! Think again jackhole! I am the next step in evolution! You humans cant win no matter what you scream, or how hard you think you can fight! Your species is at an end, so just hurry up and die!" She screams as she kicks me in the stomach. I hit and break through the railing at the top of the stairs, falling down to the first floor. I cough up more blood, and something sharp is sticking out of my stomach. Part of the railing.

I begin to blackout, but strain to stay conscious. I have to give Bella enough time to barricade to close and lock the vault. Barb steps on my chest and I groan. "Pfft, you humans. You think you're all that special? You constantly fight each other, start wars out of boredom, and put imbeciles in charge." I sputter blood, trying to find words. "Y..you..were..hu..man too,..barb.." it hurts to speak, and im fading fast. She smiles and leans over me. "Want to know a secret? I havent been human for forty years. Things are out there that you couldnt possibly understand." I spit my blood in her face, and she laughs, then licks it. "Tell you what, i'll give you a taste of my power. It might not even work, but lets see, shall we?" She pulls me up off the ground and pulls the railing out of my stomach, then tosses me onto the couch. She grins, and uses the sharp edge of the wood to cut her wrist, and drips her blood on to my wound. I scream in pain as fire rips through my veins. "Hm," she says as I begin to fade. "I guess it doesnt work. Oh well. Ready or not Bella, here I come!"

I cant see. My mind goes back over my entire life. For the first twenty six years of it, I have nothing to keep me going. To struggle for, Steve was dead, I killed him. Everyone I had ever knwon was dead. The I see a face, and I hear a scream. "MARK! NO! NO! I'LL KILL YOU! YOU KILLED HIM! NOOOO!" Bella. Verdandi. My love. The Love of my life. I would burn the world for her. Do anything within my power for her. The blackness flashes red. Power. Another flash. I need power. Flash. I need power to save. Flash. Bella Verdandi. My world explodes in color, and i'm on my feet. I see everything, and what I see causes my blood to boil. Bella is struggling against Barb, who is holding her on the ground, getting ready to stab her with the same piece of railing that stabbed me. I feel fire in my blood, my eyes, my wound is closed. My bones are healed. Barbara McManus is dead.

She raises the piece of railing and I grab it. I dont remember moving, just that I wanted to stop her from pluning death into my love. Bella opens her eyes and yells in joy. "Mark!" Barb snarls and moves to stand up, I toss her into the kitchen. Looking down, Bella has passed out. It was too much for her. I look up and step over her. Time to end this. "No, I killed you, you cant be back!" I dont say anything and she screams. I charge her, slamming my shoulder into her, sending her over the kitchen table and into the shuttered window. It creaks and strains, but she doesnt go through. As she slumps, I rush over, grabbing her by the neck. "You cant kill me." She says with a cackle. I punch her in the face, and again, and again. She kicks out and hits me in the chest, sending me flying across the kitchen. I flip around and catch myself on the wall, before I can fall, I push off with all the force I can muster as she does the same.

We meet in the middle of the kitchen, she misses eith her hit and I land with my punch to her face. The impact breaks all of the glass in the room. I hit the floor running, and uppercut her as she's coming down. When she goes back up, I turn and bring my foot up as high as I can, slamming it down on her chest, speeding her fall to the floor. She hits it and leaves a small crater in the concrete, coughing black blood. I drop to one knee and slam my fist repeatedly into her face. "I. WILL. NEVER. GIVE. UP!" Each word punctuated by a hit. I finally drop, exhausted, and all my pain comes running back to me. I groan and almost black out from the instant influx of it all, but I manage to stay conscious. All thats left of Barb's head is pulp. The moaning outside begins to fade away. Crawling back to Bella, I cradle her head in my lap. She opens her eyes and looks at me. "You're alive," she whispers softly, tears of joy in her eyes. I look at the clock, it's just past midnight. "Of course. I keep my promises, and Merry Christmas." I then lose consicousness.

I dont know how long it's been since I passed out, but i'm wrapped in bandages, my left hand, my torso, my left leg, my right foot. I'm in bed, and Bella is laying next to me, staring at me. "Hey," she whispers to me. I smile. "Hey." She lays her head on my chest and goes to sleep. Three days go by. The zombies have so far been wiped out. The fire took a good portion of them, then it rained, keeping our house from being burnt to the ground. Sometimes nature just works with you. All of my wounds have completely healed. Bella said that she didnt know what happened, looking at the damage from my fight with Barb, but both Barb's and Steve's bodies were gone when she woke up. She apparently passed out right after I did. We're leaving today. We now have too many questions that need answers. There were no other survivors from that night. Like other civilizations and communities throughout history that disappeared, one night is all it takes. We'll find some more, and warn them of the new threat that lurks in the night. One thing I have noticed though, the zombies dont respond to me anymore. I know I have a heartbeat, blood is pumping through my veins. They just react to me like they do each other, as if I dont exist. I haven't told Bella yet. No need to worry her more. Yeah, things can only get better from here.



The woman watched them from a distance. Flicking her red hair out of her face in disgust. She wasn't sure what had happened. No one had reacted to her blood like that before. They either die or become like her pet, Spyder. They didnt gain power, and most certainly did not retain a pulse. She would follow them, and when she had the answers she wanted, kill them properly this time. "Come on, my little Spyder. There are some survivors left in the next town over. Lets get some food." She watched them drive away as Spyder stood beside her, his eyes narrowed with hatred of his former friend. Yes, she would get her revenge, and it would taste sweet.


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Ok, thats the story. For now, until I get some feedback, it's a oneshot. I'm jnot saying you have to give me reviews for me to pump out new chapters, because thats weak and only lame asses do that. However, I do need feedback from people to improve my writing. Anyway, hope you enjoyed the story. No, it was not inspired by 30 days of night, not the movie anyway, nor was it inspired by anything else in pop culture like so many of these stories on here. I have just always been a fan of zombies, and I always wanted to evolve the zombie to the next level. Give them more variety and make them more threatening. You can thank the Night, Day and Dawn of the dead series, as well as the Return of the living dead series for my interest in zombies, heh. Have fun!