Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend

The Revenge Returns?

After a looooong break, I have loaded my blog story “Revenge of The Zombie Girlfriend” into yWriter and have started editing the hell out of it! It’s nowhere near completion and I don’t know when I’ll actually get around to having it ready, but I have committed myself

The idea is that I am going to take what I have and turn it into an eBook novella.

I know a few of my friends who were reading it will be very happy to read this, but just remember, I have absolutely no idea when it will be ready for release.

For now, just know that it is happening.

Over and out 🙂

PS: To read the original story, click on “Revenge of The Zombie Girlfriend” in the top right, or just click here: https://myconflictedself.wordpress.com/the-zombie-girlfriend/ 

October 9, 2012 | Categories: Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Writing, Zombies | Tags: , | Leave a comment

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: A Brief Interlude

It has been quite a while, almost 5 months to be exact, since I started writing my “Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend” story. A recently self-published author friend of mine started a blog challenge back in February called the Katalina Blog Challenge. It was partly to get herself motivated to write if I recall, but I also felt the need for motivation myself, so when the first challenge came out I was quite excited to get started.

We were told to write ourselves into a short scene, but as the main character and in third person. We were told to describe ourselves as we were then. I decided to put myself into a zombie infested wasteland as a survivor. For anyone that knows me, this shouldn’t be a surprise. I love anything Zombie… I had also just started dating my girlfriend back then and in the story I had found out that she had been turned and shot her in the head. It was quite funny seeing the reaction that got from her and my friends. I came to an agreement with my girlfriend that the zombie version of her in the story is not her and started referring to that version of her as “alternate not-you” in conversations with her.

In the second challenge we had to insert some sort of solution to the scene we had created. From that day I started getting increased traffic to my blog and decided to carry on with the story under the title “Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend” and haven’t wanted to change it since.

Every time I have posted a new part of the story, I have received massive boosts in the amount of traffic to my blog. When I published the last part, I had the highest amount of traffic for one day at over 600 hits. I know this is still very little in the grand scheme of things, but for me it’s more than ten times the amount of traffic I had to my blog in it’s first month in just one day!

I have come to the decision that I need to start giving the story some of the desperate attention it deserves. I need to take this ugly chunk of wood and carve something awesome out of it. I’ll be the first to admit that, right now, I would never buy this book if it were one. It’s a bit messy, really untidy, very random, it’s all over the place and is more bad than good right now. I won’t even get into plot holes.

Thanks for all the support my story has received so far nonetheless, and hopefully soon I’ll be able to compile it all into a nice neat e-book for your enjoyment. For now you can still read it here though.

I would also like to take this opportunity to thank my awesome girlfriend for putting up with me about this. I have to admit that I rather enjoy your reactions to the parts which the Zombie Girlfriend (alternate-not-you) is in.

Wish me luck!

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July 8, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Katalina Blog Challenge, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend | Leave a comment

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: Purpose

Part 10:

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Charlie walked out of the bathroom and saw that Alex and Karen were already finished. He did tend to have a bad habit of taking ridiculously long showers. Not that he had been that long, Alex and Karen were just really quick. Pre-Day-Z this hadn’t been a big issue but now, you were lucky if you could find a shower that still worked.

Alex had again withdrawn back into his shell, possibly because of the new surroundings, although he doubted that. Most likely it was meeting strangers. Karen was busy talking to him and he was whispering back, but Charlie couldn’t make out what he was whispering. Reading lips was only something the heroes in the movies could do. Charlie took a step outside and saw there was a commotion at the gate. He noticed that everyone around had stopped what they were doing, even those repairing the wall on the far side. Charlie could only imagine things weren’t quite going according to plan here. He could feel the tension in the air.

He moved towards the gathering and saw they were crowding around someone. As he got closer, he heard the name D-Boy being murmured in the crowd. If he recalled correctly, that was the anme of one of the people that were with Lisa. At the edge of the crowd, he could still not see anything. He squeezed his way through slowly until he was standing next to Bob. He then saw a young man being held closely by a good-looking women, who was rocking him back and forth in her arms. She turned her head scanning the crowd and screamed “Where the fuck is that whore?”

Bob started saying something, but before he could even get through the first word, she said, “And don’t you fucking say that we need to investigate this or confirm that. My fucking brother is lucky to have escaped alive and it’s no thanks to that bitch.”

“We don’t know anything Cindy, all that he said before he passed out was her name. Nothing more!”

“Screw you Bob. Just pray to God that I don’t find that bitch before you do.”

“Fang, come here.” he said to a scary figure standing behind them. The figure moved forward. “Take Cindy to my quarters and make sure she doesn’t get out until I clear it.”

He then turned to Cindy and said, “This is only because I care about you. We can’t have people running around killing each other. Once D-Boy wakes up, we can then talk to him again, but I’m not about to let some petty fucking feud between the two of you get out of hand over a simple mention of her name.”

She got up and was about to rush at him but Fang had managed to grab her and start dragging her away, now screaming like a crazy person.

“Okay that’s it, get the hell outta here,” he said to the crowd, “I’m sure you all have something productive you could be doing. That means you too Jess, I’m really not in the mood for your shit now.

Bob walked away and was hoping that when D-Boy did wake up again, he wouldn’t put this on Lisa. Mistrust would destroy all that he had achieved here. He noticed Charlie following him and asked, “Can I help you Charlie?”

“No, was just wondering what all the fuss was about, although now that you mention it, I wanted to ask what news you may have heard these last few days. We have been out of contact for a while.”

“Just a few ruffled feathers is all. D-Boy is fine, but he is just exhausted from escaping. Luckily he didn’t get bit. Otherwise we would have a whole different problem on our hands.

“As for news, it’s not too good there either, we heard from a passer-by that this supposed zombie army is gettuing closer each day and is also growing at an alarming rate. They’re still days away though, I just hope that they are just rumours.”

“I heard about this army. The last I had heard of them, they were about a week or so behind us at least. We need to do something to stop them. that’s for sure.”

“Charlie I like the way that you think. I can’t talk right now, I need to deal with this crap, but we must speak soon. See you later.”

“No worries, looking forward to it Bob.”

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June 24, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , | 2 Comments

Revenge Of The Zombie Girlfriend: The Brain

Part 9:

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The Zombie Girlfriend was definitely not like other zombies that were following her, she had discovered that her abilities seemed to be maturing more each day. When she had first awoken, she had struggled for even a bit of control of her mind. Soon she had gained a bit more control. Then she had started building a army of followers without knowing how or why.

In the weeks that had since passed, she no longer had to fight for control with her zombie self, but the need to human flesh still remained and in all honesty that didn’t bother her anymore though. Something that was starting to interest her however was the fact that her mind seemed to be becoming more powerful than it had been when she was a mere human. Just the other day she had been angry at a zombie in her army that was eating a human she had wished to join her army and had thought about pulling him away. As she thought this, the zombie flew backwards as if someone had thrown it. This morning though she had realised that even if she hadn’t been aware of it, she had subconsciously been drawing the zombie army to herself. This realisation came to her when she saw a group of zombies on the horizon, at least a few kilometres away, and thought that they would make a good addition to her army. About ten minutes later, she saw that they had made their way towards her and were now with the other zombies, awaiting her instructions.

Over the next few days she started to experiment a bit when she had a chance and while she could not gain any control of human minds, she had other abilities that she could use on them such as telepathy and pyrokinesis. Her pyrokinesis was nowhere near being fully developed and at the moment was about as useful as throwing matches, but she would carry on trying. Her telekinesis however was something that she could be proud of. The zombie had been a mere accident. She discovered that when she needed to concentrate on doing it, it was a bit more difficult. She started off by moving small objects around and eventually this morning, after a  few days of practice, she had successfully moved an entire car. Many zombies had given their lives in this exercise, but she considered it a acceptable sacrifice given what she had learned.

She stood up and exited the cabin she had been searching. She knew her once-boyfriend had been here. She could sense it, as if there were a lingering ghost of him in the house. She assumed this was yet another of her mental abilities surfacing. She looked around once more and then exited the cabin. She stood on the porch for a while and took in the sight before her. Her zombie army was a force that now numbered in the hundreds and as she looked over the woods in front of her, there was not an patch unoccupied by zombies for as far as she could see.

She thought about the army moving out again and moving onward, and they slowly started moving, creeping along through the bush and trees. She smirked at the thought of the hell she would bring down on her bastard boyfriend and whoever was unfortunate enough to be nearby him.

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May 23, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , | 2 Comments

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: Rest

Part 8:

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Bob stood and watched as the vehicle approached the compound. At first he thought it was Howie, D-Boy and the others but then as the vehicle came nearer, he did not recognise it. He called to some of the others nearby to fetch some weapons and soon there were five men and two women next to him armed to the teeth.

He unholstered his own Desert Eagle and took aim in front of the vehicle and took a shot. The bullet hit about 20 metres and a bit to the left of the vehicle and it had the desired effect. The vehicle came to a stop about 200 metres away from the entrance.

“What do you want here strangers?” Bob shouted out.

A voice he recognised shouted back, “Bob, it’s me Lisa, I need to speak to you urgently!”

He gestured for them to come in and opened the gate to the compound. Charlie drove the vehicle in and parked at the spot that Lisa told him to.

“What’s up Lisa? Where are the others?” Bob asked as she climbed out of the front of the Willy’s.

“I really don’t know, Bob it happened so fast. One minute Howie was packing some boxes into the panel-van, and the next he was screaming as two zombie-wolves started eating him alive. He didn’t have a chance. Myself and D-Boy were the other side of the grove, but we saw and heard it all. It was horrible.

“I don’t remember much after that, but the last thing I saw was D-Boy running to help the others. When I looked again, they were gone. The panel-van was useless because there were so many zombies around it, so I started running. I just ran, trying to get away from the zombies. There were so many. I don’t even now what happened to D-Boy and the rest of us. Eventually I came across Charlie and they managed to save my life. We drove straight here before it got too dark.”

“Shit Lisa, do you even know if D-Boy or anyone else is alive?”

“I honestly don’t know Bob. I doubt they made it though, the woods were teeming with zombies when we drove out of there.”

Charlie looked across at his sister and Alex. He was sure that he had remembered Lisa saying that they were all dead. Karen was looking just as confused as he was, but neither of them said anything.

“I assume that you’re Charlie? My name is Bob.” For a moment Bob almost used his real name, Chris, but managed to catch himself. His past was one that he wished to forget. No matter what he did or tried, at the end of the day he couldn’t erase his memories and that was the problem.

He carried on, “I owe you and your friends a big thank you, even though unfortunately the other four members of our small community are possibly still out there. For now, please feel free to make yourself at home for the night. We are busy preparing our evening meal in the mess hall over there. Get yourselves cleaned up and if you wish come join us for a good meal, otherwise you are welcome to stay in the barracks over there.”

With that he called for the senior members of the community to discuss what was to happen with the missing group.

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May 17, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , | 3 Comments

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: The River

Part 7:

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Our hero jumped into the cool water. In was a painfully hot day and he couldn’t handle the heat anymore. Karen and Alex didn’t feel like swimming, but they lay on the river bank taking advantage of the break they had been given. Ever since they had reunited a while back, they had been on the run from not only zombies, but also a gang of psychotic maniacs intent on killing them.

During the last four days, they had also begun to have serious issues with zombie wildlife. Just that morning they had struggled to fight off a pack of zombie-wolves. Alex had almost been bitten, but fortunately the infection made the wolves a little less agile & vicious, and he had managed to evade the wolf. Their strength and determination for flesh however were not affected in the least and it had been quite a fight.

For now they were just relaxing while they still could. The section of river they were at now was quite far off the beaten track and besides a few normal animals running around, which was a pretty good sign on it’s own, they were pretty much alone. Karen watched her brother going crazy in the water, and wondered what the hell he was doing until he came up holding a rather large fish. He then swam back to them and threw it down on the grass next to them.

“So how about some fish for lunch?” he said, looking rather proud of himself. “Do either of you know what fish this is though?”

Karen and Alex looked at each other and shrugged. Karen spoke for the both of them, “Not a clue little brother, but it looks fine. I’ll start a small fire for us.”

With that she walked off to the place she had seen some dry wood and started bring a few pieces to make a small fire to cook the fish. Alex had in the meantime started to clean the fish with relative ease. He had clearly done this before and was just being his usual quiet self and not bragging when asked if he knew what type of fish it was. Within ten minutes the fire was going and the fish was cleaned and cut. Once the fire had subsided a bit they fried the fish in a pan they had started to carry around with them. They had even had some herbs and salt that they could put on.

A little while later as they were getting ready and packing everything back in to move on, they heard a noise coming from the forest. They then saw there was a woman being chased by something. She soon emerged, followed rather closely by a zombie dog. Alex whipped out his shotgun, took aim and shouted out, “Get down!”

As the woman dived to the ground, Alex took his shot and the dog went flying backwards. Alex then heard Karen scream out, “To your right!”

Our hero, however, had already noticed the three zombies emerging from the woods and he shot them in quick succession with his crossbow. He was quite proud of his PSE TAC15i crossbow. He had found it a few weeks back and after a bit of oiling and cleaning, it had worked like a dream. He could shoot through steel at close range and even from a distance, it would penetrate skulls. One kill had been from over a hundred metres with the scope.

The lady that had come out of the forest seemed to be okay, but they had no time to check properly for cuts, scratches or bites. Alex’s shotgun had probably drawn way too much attention to them, so they took the last few things that hadn’t been packed and threw them into the Willy’s Jeep they had recently acquired. Soon they were driving along the dirt track through the forest. As they drove, they saw zombies appearing like flies out of the forest. If they had stayed just a few minutes longer, getting out of there may have been slightly difficult. As it was they had knocked over about ten zombies that had wandered into their path.

Soon they arrived back at the main road. They now had time to speak to the new member of their posse.

“Hi there. My name is Charlie, this is my sister Karen and the quiet one in the back is Alex. What can we call you and what the hell happened?”

“My name is Lisa and I am truly indebted to you and your friends. I am part of a group of survivors who have made an old army base home and have fortified ourselves to the best of our ability. Every once in a while though, we need to go look for supplies and I was with some of the others collecting fruits and vegetables we had started growing out here. We didn’t even hear them coming, but soon we were attacked by a group of human and animal zombies larger than we could handle. This area had always been rather zombie-free. That’s why we planted here. I was the only one who made it out and then I ran into you.”

“Did you say there are a group of survivors in an old army base nearby, but more importantly, are you sure none of your friends are still out there” Karen asked.

“They were all dead within minutes, but there is nothing we can do now. And yeah, we’ve been at the base almost from the beginning. Well some of us anyway. Over time we’ve grown a bit, but not so much that we couldn’t handle it. Could I please ask you to take me back. I know I can’t expect it, but we could possibly assist you in some way. You need to speak to our leader though, Bob. I need to tell him what has happened as well.”

“Sounds like a plan, we’ll take you back and maybe you can let us rest there for the night. It is getting quite late and I doubt that we’ll be able to find a place to prepare for the night in time.”

“I am sure that can be arranged. Maybe I can sit up front and direct you Charlie?”

“Sure. Would you mind big sis? he asked his sister.

With that she climbed into the back and they made their way to the base as the sun started to set in front of them.

March 23, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | 2 Comments

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: The Survivors

Part 6:

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He never wanted to be a leader. It was initially a role he was forced into during those first few weeks. Now everyone looked up to him and he just went with it.

Their little community had managed to survive since the zombie apocalypse had started, although at times it had been pretty dismal. He had been born as Chris, but no-one really cared what your birth name was anymore, whatever you wanted to be called was what stuck. Once in a while, you may have crossed paths with an old friend or acquaintance, but never long enough that it caused confusion. He now called himself Bob.

They had moved into an old army base on the outskirts of a small town and had laid traps and all sorts of deterrents to keep away anyone the didn’t want there, including the zombies.

“Can you please just get out there now and replace the mines that blew up last night Fang?”

“But boss, I did it yesterday and…”

“I don’t give a shit Fang,” Bob screamed, interrupting Fang, “if you really want to piss me off, don’t do it, but just know that by the end of the day, you will be out there on your own. I have half the people working on the south wall repairs from yesterday’s attack and a lot of others have gone out looking for supplies. You are the only one left that knows what to do, so must I ask again?”

“No boss.”

With that, Fang left for the armoury and Bob was left standing by himself. He looked around the base and was satisfied with what had been created by his people. And by him of course. The fences had been replaced by walls, although covering a much smaller area and at regular intervals, turrets projected from the wall which made defending the base a lot easier. The top of the wall had a homemade electric barbed wire fence. In the middle of the base was their armoury and it also doubled as a final retreat point.

The base could hold up to 300 people at capacity, but as it stood right then, there were only 132 people living there. 43 men, 56 women and 35 children. These people came from as far as 200 kilometres away, some used to live one or two kilometres away from the base. He live a few towns away and had been one of the first to find this place.

Everyone had their specific tasks to perform and they had pretty much everything covered, including two doctors and a mechanic, as well as at least twenty people with military training. Things had come together pretty well for this band of unlikely survivors.

In the distance, he could see Candy was approaching him with purpose. The two of them had formed a relationship of sorts in the past months. She seemed quite pissed off right now though. “What the fuck Bob?” she screamed at him when she was in shouting distance.

“What’s up Candy? You seem a bit…. angry.”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about you piece of shit. I could just…” she paused and moved in to slap him.

Bob managed to duck away and grabbed her arm, gently restraining her. “Calm down baby!”

“Let me go Bob, I’m fucking pissed at you. Why the hell did you send my brother with that fucker, Howie? You know they’re gonna kill each other one day.”

Before he could answer, he noticed a vehicle approaching on the horizon. It seemed Howie and D-Boy, Candy’s brother, were returning with the others he had sent out for supplies. Pointing towards them, he told Candy, “Well let’s go see if they did.”

It wasn’t easy leading, but he knew he could do it, there was no-one else he trusted to lead them.

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March 10, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , | 3 Comments

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: The Reunion

Part 5:

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Speechless. Now that was an understatement. Months of being alone had it’s toll on him and it was almost as if he had forgotten how to speak. All that came out was gibberish. Eventually one word escaped his mouth: “How?”

“I know you never used to speak much little brother, but this is an all new low for you. Not even a hello or a how are you. I have to say that I’m quite surprised to see you and I know the feeling is mutual. It must be in the genes. We’re survivors, that’s for sure.”

“I can’t believe its you Karen, I even wen’t to your house a few weeks after Z-Day-”

“After what?”

“Z-Day, that’s what I call the first day of the outbreak and uprising.”

“Kind’ve catchy, I have to say. You always were pretty creative. Pity it doesn’t mean much right here and now in this new world,” she said while moving towards the open doorway into the cabin.

“On the contrary sis, it’s probably my creative streak that got me out of quite a few close-calls. That and the fact that I’m practically a walking encyclopedia of the undead.” he said turning his attention to the scrawny teenager holding the shotgun. They had now moved into the cabin and sat down in the lounge where they had spent many a holiday as kids.

He carried on, “What happened to your family and who is this?

“Oh that’s Alex. He was my neighbour’s son. His parents were killed during the first week. We had escaped the initial attacks but one night while we were hiding in the city, we got surrounded and barely managed to escape. Somehow during the escape they got scratched though and within the day, had started turning. We had to kill them. Of the original group that had escaped, only the two of us were left after a month. Eight people gone, just like that including my family. I know it’s not much considering the possible billions dead since, but I didn’t know them. It still hurts like hell having lost them, but I’d rather not talk about it.” Tears were appearing.

Alex stood still the entire time, not saying a word. He had a sadness in his eyes. It was clear that he was still grieving in his own way.

“I’m really sorry sis, it must be tough. If you ever feel like talking about it, I’m here, but lets not talk about it now,” he said and gave his sister a big hug.

After they had finished, she carried on, “The saddest part of all is that ever since that day his parents were killed, he has not said a word. He was such a happy boy before… what did you call it? Z-Day. The only way he expresses himself anymore is by taking it out on the zombies. And he does that extremely well. I am not sure where he learnt to kill the way he does, but I have a feeling it’s a rage that has built up inside of him. I wish he would speak sometimes, but we all have our own way of dealing.”

“Must be kinda difficult I suppose. But you are definitely right, I think it must be his way of handling things. I have to ask though, how long have you been here? The place looks a lot neater than I thought it would be. It’s been years since I’ve been back here.”

“It’s been just short of a month. This place is out of the way if nothing else. We’ve had a few people find their way here but they never stayed long. We gave them food, they rested and then moved on. It was worthwhile though because being stuck out here, you tend to lose touch with what is going on.”

“My dearest sister, you don’t need to be in the middle of nowhere to lose touch. I barely know what is happening myself; only what I’ve seen with my own eyes. I’ve kept to myself ever since I was almost killed by a fellow survivor in the first couple of weeks. The collapse of civilisation has changed people.”

“Well then I don’t suppose you’ve heard about the supposed zombie army then?”

“The what?”

“Zombie army. The last people that came through here had barely escaped an attack on their group. They told us about an army of zombies heading this way. At first I didn’t believe them, but then they told us how they deliberately left some people alive… if that’s what you can call it ad seem to have a greater purpose. Besides eating human flesh of course”

“That’s not possible, zombies can’t think. They basically operate on instinct alone.”

“That’s what I said, but it wasn’t the only rumour I heard about them. If it is true, we can’t stay here either, because they’re heading straight for us. And I certainly don’t want to be here when they come. I don’t think army is exactly the right word, but I believe there are about fifty or more in total. You’re lucky you came along when you did, by this time tomorrow we were going to be out on the road again. Care to join us?”

Our hero sat and thought about it for a while. He had to admit that it would be nice to have some company for a change, but he really didn’t feel like having to watch other people’s backs. It was difficult enough taking care of himself. His thoughts were interrupted by Alex.

“Please help us.”

If our hero was dumbfounded by the boys words, then his sister, Karen, was even more so. Alex had spoken his first words in months. How could he say no to something like that. Tomorrow they would leave, together. Our hero would no longer be alone.

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March 4, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , | 4 Comments

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend: Zombie Army

Part 4:

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I originally wrote the first part of the Zombie Girlfriend as a dedication to my girlfriend and ever since then, traffic to my blog increased threefold. So clearly I am either getting a lot of random traffic or some of you out there actually enjoyed it… Either way, I actually enjoyed writing it, so here is part two. If you do actually enjoy this, read the two Katalina Blog Challenge posts which covered the boyfriends story, here: #1 & #2.

They moved slowly down the road, not knowing why, but ever since their latest member had joined them, the zombies had an overwhelming urge to follow her. Although there was very little of the woman that she once was, the Zombie Girlfriend had only one goal: to kill her boyfriend. When she had felt  her consciousness had started to move on, she fought it with every ounce of her being. It had worked to her surprise. Once in a while the zombie mind took over, but it had become easier to fight it now that she knew how. It never went away completely, but as long as she let it feed, which was it’s only goal, it seemed to let her keep that hint of control.

It had been going on like this for months. The group that she was now “leading” had grown in numbers and a while back, there had been only a few other zombies following her lead. She didn’t know why, but they must have sensed her strength and purpose. Either way, they had started to become a force to reckon with. With her higher mental capacity, she knew when they needed to hide and when to attack. During one attack, she had realised that she could actually grow her army’s numbers. This had led her to attack a group of rather weak survivors who were not only starving, but had also just survived another zombie attack. They had quickly overwhelmed the five survivors, but instead of completely slaughtering and eating them, she had got them to leave one of the human females intact, although she had bitten her. She had convinced the group to wait and later, the female had come back to life. For the next few weeks, she had carried on doing this. She made sure that the group had their fill of human flesh, but during every attack she had made sure at least one or two humans were left to rise again. Their numbers had grown to almost fifty now and she decided that they were powerful enough to overwhelm any humans they came across. There were losses of course, but she always made sure they were replaced.

Although her mental capacity was not near what it once, it was at least ten times that of a regular zombie. This allowed her to follow her one and only goal: to kick her boyfriend’s ass. Her army did not have this purpose, yet they still followed. Along the way, she occasionally found clues that the boyfriend had been that way. They may have been months old clues, but they indicated that she was heading in the right direction, which meant that although it would possibly be months or years before she found him, she would one day find him. She had also found out that he had recently been joined by other humans, two to be exact. She had no idea who they were, but if they had decided to join him, they too would fall at her hands. Revenge is a bitch, she thought to herself, before rallying her troops and moving on.

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February 28, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Random, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , | 2 Comments

Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend

Part 3:

Note: For the previous part of this story, click here, or to start from the beginning, click here. For the full story, click here, or click here for the next part

*This post is dedicated to my girlfriend, whose alternate-(not)-her was shot in the head in my first Katalina Blog Challenge post

Her eyes started opening and a she felt a dull pain on the side of her head. She tried to move her hand to rub the pain away, but instead of her arm moving, her body started slowly rising from the ground. It wasn’t in the graceful manner she usually did things either. It was very clumsy. In her mind she said “What the hell is happening?” What came out was more like “Uuurgh!”

Panic started to build up in her head. Her body had started stumbling out of her boyfriend’s lounge, into the back garden, and despite her trying her hardest to look in the mirror as she walked past it in the lounge, she only managed to get a glance, but something seemed off. Her body carried on around the side of the house to the driveway gate, which was closed.

She watched on as her arms reached for the gate and started shaking them in an attempt to get them open. It was damn frustrating for her to watch, for the next ten minutes, as her arms shook the gate continuously. Eventually by pure luck they popped open and her body started moving forward again and for the next 30 minutes moved along deserted roads. Eventually in the distance she saw movement. There were a group of people moving along  towards a shopping centre at the bottom of the road. After a few minutes, she started passing shop windows and eventually when her body turned it’s head, she saw for the first time what had become of her.

The side of her head was covered in dry blood and she saw what looked like a bullet wound. Her eyes and skin had gone a strange grey colour as well. She tried to scream, but again all that came out was another “Uuurgh!” It then all started coming back to her.

She had no idea how long ago it had been, but it had seemed like yesterday that she had been out shopping and the strange man had bitten her while she was in the parking lot. The security guard driving past had quickly stopped and had helped her; he had even dressed the wound with a first aid kit in his car.

She had arrived at her boyfriends house an hour or so later and they had been sitting on the couch, when she had an overwhelming urge to bite him. She couldn’t though, because  he had jumped off the couch and darted off to the bedroom. Before she knew what had happened, he pointed his revolver at her and pulled the trigger. All she had known about zombies, she had learned from him in the short time they had been together. She was now a zombie, that’s why he had shot her. His shot had not been effective in killing her however, not that it made it any better, if she found him now, she would bite the hell out of his ass, she thought to herself.

With this thought in her mind, her body seemed to move forward with purpose, to search for the group of people she had seen, presumably zombies now that she thought about it. Eventually she found them. She did not realise it straight away, but her brain had started to switch off, but her last thoughts of getting revenge on her boyfriend were the ones that would haunt her zombie for the rest of it’s time on this planet. Her consciousness however, was now at last free to move on.

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February 24, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Random, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , , | 4 Comments

The Katalina Blog Challenge #2: Inserting A Solution

Part 2:

Note: For the previous part of this story, click here, or to start from the beginning, click here. For the full story, click here, or click here for the next part

For more info on The Katalina Blog Challenge, click here for this specific challenge or here for the general info on the entire challenge

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He stared into the mirror before him. Not that it was much of a mirror after years of neglect. Scars down his body were a sign of how his life had changed in the years since Day-Z, as he liked to call it. Day-Z was the day that he awakened to the horror of the media’s so-called “Zombie Apocalypse“.

Back then, he had been a lot more carefree and didn’t have to constantly watch his back. In those first few months, he had to become a survivor. He had to stop caring about others as much as he had in the past. On a few occasions, before he had come to this decison, it had backfired and he barely made it out alive. Once in a while though, he came across a survivor or a group of survivors, but his trust of them held him back, so he was still alone. At first he had thought that after a while the zombies would just die away, but that was definitely not the case. All this time later, they were still around, and were always growing in numbers. The disease, or whatever it was, had evolved and once the ‘easy’ human targets were difficult ti attack, something had happened that still scared him. As if undead humans weren’t bad enough, undead wolves, bears and whatever other animal got infected were just as bad, or worse in some cases. Trying to ward off a zombie bear on attack, or avoiding bites from zombie squirrels or rats was not one of his favourite pastimes…

He stepped out of the dark room into the harsh sunlight. He heard a rustling noise to his left. Out of the brush, came what was left of a once beautiful young girl. Closer inspection revealed that the entire bottom half of her body was missing and entrails were being dragged behind her as she pulled herself along toward him. The next part never got easy. He unsheathed the machete hanging from his belt and moved toward her, putting her out of he misery.

A few hours later, he reached the place he had been heading for. It had taken many months for him to build up the courage to come here.  Ahead of him was a cabin which was built on the banks of a once peaceful stream; it was a place of memories long forgotten, or rather forcibly forgotten. Many years ago, he had spent his vacations here with family and friends and even now the memories were coming back. His thoughts were interrupted as he got nearer however. Something made him realise that while he may not have been here in a while, there was signs that the cabin had been used quite recently. The survivor in him took over as he slowly approached, expecting anything.

As he was approaching the back entrance of  the cabin, something made him turn around. He was now staring down the barrel of a sawn-off shotgun being held by a boy who probably hadn’t even finished school before Day Z. Before the survivor in him came out, a familiar voice called out, a voice he had not recognised straight away and truly had never expected to hear again.

“Hello little brother,” the voice said, “you were probably the last person I expected to meet. Please excuse Alex, he is just very protective, he means you no harm.

“Isn’t that right Alex?” she said, before asking: “Now tell me, how has my nerdy brother manage to survive for this long?”

For a while, our hero just stood in the same spot, completely speechless. This was truly the last thing he expected to find at this place.

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February 23, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Katalina Blog Challenge, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , , | 3 Comments

The Katalina Blog Challenge #1: Who Do I Think I Am?

Part 1:

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It had been a long day for our hero, so he had stopped at a deserted picnic spot along the road. In the past few weeks, life had become increasingly difficult; food was becoming scarce, as were most of the supplies he needed to survive. People had once called him Charles, but he hadn’t come across another human being in past few weeks for that to matter much (not one that didn’t want to eat his living flesh anyway). He doubted whether the “zombies” cared what his name was. This wasn’t really a problem for him. The loner in him and the fact that he was actually quite shy and withdrawn now served him well.

It was a pity that no-one seemed to care who or what he was anymore. He had once been just an average IT guy, working in an average shitty  job, but still had some interesting stories and knowledge to share nonetheless – the fact that he was a bit of a zombie expert had actually helped him to get through this so-called zombie apocalypse and what he knew now continued to keep him alive. Zombie Apocalypse – thats what the media called it. For the first few days anyway, after that pretty much everything went to shit and all forms of news had ceased to exist within the first week.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was always sweating, even in mild weather. He also brushed his hand through his short brown hair, again noticed his receding hairline. His ever increasing baldness pissed him off to no end. It was in the genes, but that wasn’t any consolation to him. He had lately resorted to shaving it all off to try hide the fact, but even then it was annoying to him. A while back his weight had also pissed him off, but in the year leading up to the end of the world as we know it, he had lost quite a bit of weight, which was pretty lucky, because if he hadn’t it was unlikely he would have made it this far. Zombies have no mercy for fat fucks. While he was nowhere close to a ten or even a six or seven for that matter, he was looking the best he had in years and he knew it. It had also boosted his confidence a teeny bit. It was most likely also the reason that he had managed to start dating the girl that he had ended up having to shoot in the head at the beginning of this SNAFU. It was a pity, as he had really liked her, even after only a few weeks of dating: he hadn’t even had a chance to change his Facebook relationship status.

Thinking about Facebook made him think about the biggest problem that he had encountered so far, and it annoyed the hell out of him. It was the fact  that all the gadgets and tech that he had loved in his old life were pretty useless. In normal times, he wouldn’t have been found without at least a few gadgets in his possession. The only gadget he had left, that he could actually use, was his iPod and the only reason he used it was due to his luck in finding a wind-up charger for it. At that moment he was listening to some metal on low volume through one earphone. Any other way and he would be dead within the day; the zombies were damn sneaky sometimes and hearing them coming gave you a bit of an advantage.

One of his favourite songs by Killswitch Engage started playing.  He got up from where he was resting, slung the shotgun over his shoulder and put the machete and pistol back in their places on his belt. He carried on walking, singing along under his breathe, along the deserted road ahead. He let out a deep sigh and wondered what his future held, all he knew was that he was now really sick of zombies…

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February 16, 2011 | Categories: CharlieV the Writer, Katalina Blog Challenge, Revenge of the Zombie Girlfriend, Zombies | Tags: , | 14 Comments