Withered Roses (Yandere!ZombieXReader)

Chapter 1: Apocalypse.

Pictures are NOT mine unless I say they are mine! There will be violence, dirty stuff, bad language, and all that other bad stuff so read at your own risk!

WARNING: THERE MAY BE SOME DEPRESSING OR FUCKED UP SHIT IN THIS STORY BUT OTHER THAN THAT, enjoy c:

ALSO, I'M SORRY!! I keep holding off on the other stories but here I am making more!! Ugh!! I'm truly sorry!! T^T I just REALLY wanted to attempt a zombie story!! Just a little heads up too, this probably won't be your average zombie story... I'm trying to do something different... Trying.

Also, I couldn't find a picture that looked like Alex, so... I quickly drew him... It was quick so I didn't do any shading... I'm not the best artist but at least you know what he looks like... I might just end up drawing the other characters in the story too, who knows... Just a little cringe warning.

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  You were alone. They took your family. They took your friends. The survivors you where with, they took them too. How did you manage to survive? Who knows. Perhaps it was luck, but you didn't believe in that. Not anymore. It took skill to make it out alive.

  These zombies were smart. Very smart. Ever watched 'I am Legend'? Yeah, that kind of smart. They weren't just undead freaks either. Because of the toxic gas, some grew horns or even tails! Some have great hearing while others have amazing eyesight. 

  So, again, how did you survive? Only god knows... If there even was one anymore.

  Maybe there was and he is punishing us humans. Kind of like this one anime called 'Attack On Titans', maybe? 

  Well, whatever the reason being, you weren't going to join the undead army anytime soon.

  You fix your gas mask, getting ready to go out. You found a secret bunker in a nearby lab. It had food for months, but sometimes you like to go up to the surface to kill a few of those monsters. You lived on a big island so eventually, if you keep killing them, the island will be cleared and you can finally see how to clear the air of its toxic gas.

  Once you were ready, you recheck your silenced pistol to make sure it had bullets in it. After that, you leave the bunker quietly. You knew there weren't zombies in the lab because traps were set out everywhere. You had this place locked up tight too. You were always one step ahead of those freaks. Even if they did manage to get passed your traps, you'd still have an advantage. Guns. Guns are your advantage and you kept them with you at all times.

  You head towards the back of the building which was where the exit was, since the front of the building most likely had zombies in the parking lot, and slowly open the door just an inch. You look around outside and once the coast was clear, you leave the building and lock the door tight.

  You look up at the sky, seeing it was about 9 in the morning. Not a lot should be out at this time which was good. You wanted to kill some, not a whole huge horde. Maybe if you had a gun that shot tons of bullets... Maybe.

  You walk around and sigh. Actually, you don't see any zombie around. Is today they're day off or something? These zombies sometimes remind you of the zombies from Plants Vs. Zombies. You wouldn't be surprised if they could write you letters and mail them off... Imagine getting a letter from a zombie. Now if only you had those plants...

  You go to  a nearby store, seeing it was already looted. Only a few cans were left, but they were either empty or open and all over the floor along with the blood and corpses.

  'These poor people...' You sigh sadly, looking at a dead man who was leaning on the wall with his eyes open and a bullet to the head. He must have been bitten and chose the easy way out...