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Chapter Seven: Tanks are Good.... Right?

     The tank was barreling down the hill, and on the plus side, it was totally pulverizing all the zombies in it's path. But I happened to notice the not so good part, the fact that it was barreling down the hill towards us. Now, I'm an optimist, but I can't help but mention; we're f*cked! I was mulling everything over in my head, until I heard a loud bang. "Weird" I thought to myself. What was that noise? And why is it so quiet? I then looked down, and saw myself; lying there.

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Chapter Six: Let's try "Plan C"

     I awoke with a start to the sound of multiple gunshots. I peeked outside and saw a couple zombies getting their heads blown off. "Good work Sam!" I thought to myself, turning around to go to bed. It was after I had turned around that I saw out the back door."Sam's gonna need some help!!!" I thought to myself, climbing up the ladder to the roof.

Chapter Five: Invasion!

     You could hear all the explosions and screams from the fort. Luckily, me and my friend made it out of there alive. Though that group of "Stupid geniuses" did not. We had food, shelter, ammo, and a TV, though it didn't work. What could go wrong? So, I set my friend Sam up on watch and went to sleep.

Chapter Four: Construction

     I was really glad that I brought my pickup. I hauled heaps of stones into a pile, to build them into a big wall, then I went to get some wood to build a shelter. After the shelter was done, I bought a bed, a wood burning stove, and a table. It was starting to get dark, so I took my pickup to the gun store, and bought a .22 rimfire, a desert eagle, and a barett .50 caliber sniper rifle. All I can say is that I am glad that the U.S. cut down on gun control. Since my friend has a bunch of guns, I told him about my fort, and said that he was welcome to "Stop by" Anytime.

Chapter Three: Who's coming again?

     Still here with this group of nerds, I decided to bail. They weren't exactly coming up with any genius ideas, and they weren't preparing either. All the religious people, thinking it was the rapture, were doing the weirdest things. I even saw a guy sitting in a lawn chair... on his roof... naked. The "hardcore survivors" were buying AK-47's for the zombie apocalypse, the conspiracy freaks thought that the government had this all planned as some kind of weird "crowd control." I'm just going to go and build some kind of stronghold by a lake. Not near anything. In fact, I might even put walls around it. A drawbridge, too, and a moat. Tomorrow, I'm going out and buying some GUNS!

Chapter Two: Preparation... Right?

    People all around the country were raiding supermarkets, department stores, and hardware shops. People were getting rifles for the zombie apocalypse, AK-47's and M-4's for the North Koreans or maybe the Russians or god knows what, people were praying to god to prepare for the Rapture, and some people were just sitting around with a good book waiting for it all to just happen and be done. I saw everything from boarded-up windows to cement walls with barbed wire and a metal door. Some group of geniuses had met in Los Angeles to save themselves somehow, though not knowing what was coming certainly didn't help them. Speaking of that group of geniuses, I was one of them. I personally thought that they were all idiots. An underground farm? Kinda hard without water. "We can't just bottle up an ocean," I told them "We have a theory for how to create water, but we still need to know if it works, and that would mean weeks, even months of tests; and we know that whatever's coming will be here rather soon.

Chapter One: Suspicion

     It had been a most interesting week. First, a giant rock fell out of the sky in England, and then 7 flocks of birds changed their course to my neighbor's house on Tuesday. Then on Wednesday, all the TV's and radios stopped working. On Thursday, the internet and cell cervice went down. And then on Friday the electricity in mexico went out, then we were alerted by mail on Saturday. On Sunday, though, nothing happened at all. I think the aliens are coming.

The Escape Pt. 5

     It was then that I decided to land. If they saw that I didn't return fire, they would stop firing. They did. But then, the imperials came. It became clear that they had allowed me to escape, only to trace me back. So, as any man would have done, I started shooting at them. My ship apparently had quite a high weapons capacity, as I wiped them out rather quickly. After landing, I gave another of those inspirational speeches, me being their leader I kind of had to. After the speech, we decided to blow up some imperial stuff.

The Escape Pt. 4

     They never saw it coming. Apparently that pistol was some kind of laser, and I effectively disposed of the crew. I landed the ship as soon as I could and got a rock and bought a ladder to scrape off the empire's logo. I then lifted off and headed for LVX-2, the home planet of the rebellion that I was the leader of before I was arrested during one of our more violent protests. When I arrived, the place looked  deserted, desolate; but when I was about to turn and leave, a shell whizzed past my ship...

The Escape Pt. 3

     I pick up the odd-looking weapon, and decide to keep it and wait to actually use it. I see a building with some sort of airplane thing on it. The "Airplane-Thing" looks a little like a barge, but without the middle part. If you could imagine an ordinary barge, and then if you imagined it being cut right down the middle, from front to rear. I got the feeling that the [ship?] was where they were taking me. I decided that the ship looked like if "Obtained" It could be very useful. So, I waited for them to bring me onto the ship.

The Escape Pt. 2

     I found myself flat on my back and looking down the barrel of a Desert Eagle pistol. The first man, a short and pudgy one who hardly belonged in the military, was trudging along behind the stronger-looking one that was pulling me. After My senses fully returned, I became aware of a battle raging around us. Some kind of pistol happened to land beside me...