~The Beginning~

It was a normal Thurdsday morning when Iran sent nuclear warheads screaming across the sky, targeting all the major cities in the world. All was pandamonium that day. Not many were spared the death and destruction those missiles held. Atleast fifteen had hit the U.S. alone. But that wasnt the problem. No. Over six billion people dying from nuclear war wasnt the largest problem that day. The problem was the fact that it started a large zombie outbreak. By the end of the week the few thousand survivors from the warheads became zombie food. Now, a month later, only hundreds live to tell the tale...

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It had been a good day for Magi and his small army, the "Zombie Killers." Which consisted of five men who had stood the test of time against the zombie invaders. They had slaughtered about a hundred zombies, which was like a job now for him. He had weilded his longword and katana mercilessly. Cutting a path through the zombies so his men could open fire with their automatic rifles. Todays target had been a WalMart in downtown Fayetteville, Arkansas. The place Magi had grown up in. It was located in the U.S. Almost zombie central if Magi had anything to say about it.

In fact, Magi was quite surprised that so few had been around such a massive store. Oh well, he'd gotten what he had come for and left in a hurry. Several two liter bottles of Mountain Dew and an Xbox360 plus games. Just because zombies were out didnt mean he couldnt hook up his personal generator and play FFXIII for a few hours, did it? He smiled at the thought as he did just that while guzzling down Mountain Dew. Life was perfect at the moment. Plenty of zombies to kill and lots of Mountain Dew and video games!

He also happend to have found a way to hook up a laptop to the internet through his generator and entertained himself by watching manga all night. Thanks to the Mountain Dew it was hard for him to get to sleep at night anyway. It was early the next morning that they heard the bone-chilling roars. It meant the zombies had found them again. And Magi was willing to bet that everyone else was drunk thanks to the victory of last nights raid. Leaning out of a second story window he noticed a rather large group charging the front of the building they were using as headquarters.

There must be hundreds!, he thought to himself. Grabbing his assault rifle on the table next to him Magi began thinning out the ranks so they could escape and live to fight another day. Hearing the racket above them and the roars outside, Magi's group sobered up pretty quickly and grabbed their rifles too. Leaning out of side windows they started to pick zombies off themselves while they waited for Magi to check out the rear door.

Sensing this, Magi went downstairs and headed for the back. Reaching the reardoor he unbolted it and threw it open. There was nothing on the other side yet, but Magi would have been ready if there had been. Zombies appearing out of nowhere and surrounding him in the past had solved that problem quickly. He motioned for the guys to follow him. Running straight out and heading left along the building he almost stumbled upon more zombies. He quickly raised his rifle and fired at their heads. The one behind the zombies that was closest to Magi ducked and ran forward. Before Magi could do anything it reached down to bite Magi...