#zombiess

The war had been raging on for years. Only few survivors were left in the battle between the infected and the remaining people still alive, but as the chemical mutations grew ramped, and humanities numbers were dwindling down, each day it was becoming clear who was to blame.

What caused this horrific end was none other then man its self. Each country had been in the middle of a race to possess the strongest and most powerful race of people in world, do to the ongoing developments of Plasmatomic weaponry. What these machines could do was far worse then what any atomic bomb was capable of. One blast from a plastomic beam and people were saying bye to their limbs with in seconds. After that blinding ray of sunshine hit no one could survive. Militaries all over the world had begun to advance their militia with these weapons, making them unstoppable. But a price was to be paid for this power. The designs weren’t fully secure yet and a lot of weapons over heated in the rage of battle causing them to backfire and injure the handler of the artillery. But that wasn’t something that truly mattered in the game of war.

As destruction spread so did the desire for a supreme race. Many governs demanded for scientists to concoct a chemical formula that could be stealthily discharged out into the air over all inhabited areas for inhalation, making the citizens more resistant to the deathly touch of plasma. During this governmental push to rush each muddle of substances many of the processes and procedures were being over looked. So as soon as a rat was able to at least survive an encounter with a plasma infused ray they packed canisters full of their so called “research” and hauled them onto planes to mist out into the air. What the scientists hadn’t deduced in their testing before was wind currents. And how pollution as well as other nation’s mixtures could be merged together by these said wind currents, there for causing a chemical cake batter for disaster.             People began to take ill and not knowing what was wrong with them, would first treat it as the common cold. Of course that’s how it started. First: a runny nose, coughing, and sneezing, the little things. Then vomiting and cold sweats as a raging fever took over. By this time hospitals were full to the brim and news casts everywhere were reporting the largest world spread out brake of the flu in history. But the worst part was yet to come. People began to feel aches as if their bones were a blaze and a prickly feeling as if you were a human pin cushion. It was enough to drive the sanest of men mad. After the aches became loss of mobility, reaction time, and balance. People would trip over them selves like toddlers barely being able to move. Next came the constant hunger, enough to make any gluttonous person look anorexic, and then the loss of the five senses. No one could hear, see smell or taste. It wasn’t till reports of the now unknown pandemic had been spread around the world till the chemicals had stopped becoming air born. But it was too late.

The first official infected take over was in Japan. A hospital seemed to all drift into ever lasting comas over night. But as the morning rose so did the deceased and in the end of the end, all they could recognize was their hunger and sense the flowing warmth of the people who where still alive. Very few survived as the sick became cannibals, with no sense of emotion or ability to feel pain. If someone was lucky enough to escape from the wrath of evil’s clutch, even with a tiny scratch it could cause them to be flung into the six stages of what was now known as the metamorphosis. Mass suicides of people with no hope where starting to arise making the livings numbers shrink even more.

After many months those who were still alive after breathing in the toxic atmosphere, where deemed with the name Immune and those who were unrecognizable beasts were the Infected. Of the Immune a new race had stated to be depicted out, the Successors. The Successors where those who had effectively been altered into super human beings before the chemical mixtures had been distorted enough to cause the outbreak. The Immune began to take there rage out on the Successors, looking for someone to blame for the worlds condition. To the Immune the others where the reason why their families and loved ones had died. That they were born from the greed and hatred of the world before and they needed to be destroyed.

Plastomic weapons had not been authorized for civilian use there for the Immune had begun to take extreme measures to rid the world of the enemy. Since guns did not work they began to trap them in containment areas and burn them alive, some places even would tie them down and slice their heads of. The Successors, scared and hungry, went into hiding.

I used piffbee's clothing design because I couldn't think of what they should wear at the time. (And It was design was great!)