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Posted: Tuesday, October 26, 2010 by zombieheadbitey in
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T.S Eliot once wrote; "This is how the world ends, not with a bang but with a whimper." Nothing could ring true at this very moment in my life. The very moment where you know the end is at hand, be it your life, or everyone's. The moment where no begging, pleading or crying can do anything for you. The saddest part is that I wanted this from the moment my story began.
I'm staring down the barrel of a combat shotgun. What fear I should feel? It's been taken from me long ago. The idea of leaving this world and not feeling anything anymore, it's more of a relief than anything. The icy stare that belongs to the man holding his instrument of death reminds me of the reaper coming to collect his renegade soul, in truth this man, Alexander, is collecting his renegade soul. He's a pawn for the government, tasked to track me down, and kill me. He is my reaper, and he has been hunting me since the beginning. But it would only be polite to explain what brought me here, to the end of my life and who I am.
My name is Ezra Myers. I'm no one important. Just some girl born and raised in London. I'm a DJ, drug dealer and jack of all trades really. My family called me a trouble maker, I called it having fun. The real gritty nature of my past involves my father. Biological Weapons engineer and contractor for the US Government. He was tasked during 2015 to create a strain of biological weaponry to combat terrorist threats around the globe. The project was called Hydra. In 2017 my father had successfully created a mutated strain of virus dubbed the "Chimera" Strain. A Mix of mutated biological diseases, into one super strain. The super strain was used in China. Only, what they thought to be successful was..well it wasn't. Chimera proved to be a resistant strain, all modes of stopping the virus proved unsuccessful as the strain began to mutate and spread. Most of China was devastated by the end of the year, and when things couldnt get worse, it did. The dead were coming back to life, and the disease began to travel the globe via Airports. By mid 2018 the infection was knocking on the door steps of the states, waiting to be let in. And one mistake allowed it to slip through the cracks and nestle itself firmly into the US.
Upon word that the infection was spreading like wildfire, the Government began to task scientists to try and create a cure, and a vaccine for those showing early signs of infection. When they thought they had a cure? They tested the first batch on 20 volunteers. 16 Died. 4 Lived. And you can guess...I was one of those volunteers.
The four that lived reacted to the vaccine in such a way that it changed us. And this....this is where my story begins.