《An Average Zombie's Path of Evolution》Chapter 4 - Basic Evolutions
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"evolve"
Congratulations! for completing The following criteria you are awarded the title: Hunter
Killing and Eating a Human.
Sneak attacking a vulnerable target
Having the required basic intelligence
Using other Undead to your advantage
Evolution Start. Evolving Leg Muscles & Waist Evolving respritory system Evolving Palm muscles Evolving Eyes Enhancing Sensory Abilities Name: Uriel LV.4 Last Name: Sparks Strength:26-40 Stamina 40 Dexterity: 30 Evolution pts: 0/100 Race:Undead Type:zombie(hunter) Skills:Infect,Track,ESP:Sense Human,Crush,Sneak
Title(s):Undead Awakens,Hunter
Title:Hunter- A weak undead with abnormally strong grip, legs and waist. however the legs specialize more in jumps than running. An expert at tracking humans.
"ahhh" slightly pained I stand up and slip on a hard object, my increased sense of touch and smell tell me im surrounded by garbage, im in a dark cramped container filled with garbage. Not sure when i got in here and im not going to think about it either. I open the lid expecting to see bright light, however all that comes inside is the thick smell of blood.
Its night, The two bodies of the people I ate earlier are nothing but bone, and various undead stuble around.
"ARRGGHHHH!!!!"
A loud cry resounds in the sky, all the nearby zombies stand up and seize their activities, a nearby zombie that was laying on the ground stands up and the nearby zombies that were stumbling around rapidly walk towards the origin of the screem.
The noise resonates in my mind, the voice convayed a message to every undead that said: Prey!
However that cry contained a hint of dominance that even affected me, and it made me aware that whatever created that noise is my boss.
A strong sense of strength unlike no other runs through my legs, and my vision is powerful enough to see through the dark, my grip is strong enough to destroy normal concrete and I feel a small sense of arrogance that wan'ts me to put me strength to the test.
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I look up to the nearby grocery building and stare at its walls, I bend My knees and flex the muscles on my waist, my once broken shoulder is now fully healed and my body is at its peak. I shoot up like a basketball towards the walls on the building and prepare my hands. My hands dig onto the concrete and my legs push on against the wall, launching me back towards my original position. I fall and my face digs straight into the ground almost killing me.
Thats what I get for trying to do something cool.
After twenty (or so) tries I finally master the basic movements neaded to free run my way up walls.
After traveling from building to building I finally make a turn at the upcoming curve and spotted a scene that made my blood boil with excitement, A tall muscular zombie surrounded by zombies standing on a crushed car, many zombies in differant groups are standing around him, theres even a group of skinny zombies with long necks and bulging stomachs and a group composed of hunters like me. A blockade composed of Two fire trucks is confining the movement of the group of zombies and behind them is a group of survivors with guns and and a tall man wielding a large millitary machete.
The survivors are shooting at the zombies from gaps in the vehicles and constantly reloading their guns.
"ARRRRGGHHHHHHH"
The Commander Zombies roar is heard throughout the entire block and stirs up all the nearby zombie, allarmed by the increase in undead the survivors start fleeing to an insurance company building with reinforced iron windows and door.
However They Never Would have expected the Next Scene, a large zombie covered in boils walks up to the fire truck and all the nearby zombies back away
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"Boom!" The Trucks are slightly blow away and the zombies start to flood in.
"Run!!!" one of the survivors screems but just as he's about to run a green bullet zooms by and hits him
"AGGGHHHHH" an agonizing cry rings out as the man's skin and tissue melts off.
"Close the door close the damn door!!" The survivors start panicing and enter the small building, however the zombies with long necks just spit out more acid bullets and the steele doors start melting, followed by a meat parade.
Just as I was going to head there a sharp pain shoots up my spine.
"KYYAAA!!!" a girls scream rings up in my mind and i push it out forcefully. What i see infront of me is A beautiful what female with no legs, she's lightly transparent, her enchanting long white hair and beautiful clean face stuns me, But Not because she's pretty but because I know her!
"Heroine Girl!!!"
-"You!" "you.... are, The Bastard who killed me!"
-"I will kill You!!"
"you can't, your a ghost ya'know."
-"hahah I do know.... however I will be taking your body!"
She leaps at me and trys to enter my body, however I easily eject her again.
-*trembling* "You!" "hmph this is not over!" and just like that she disapeared into the strucures wall.
I look back at the seige scene however it appears all the humans were devoured leaving nothing for me.
I gloomily start looking for the next trash container to sleep in. A strong premonition creeps up my spine.
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