Z-Day Series: Book 1 First Burnz

By Courtney Calderbank and Kate Leonard

Imagine if the whole world has changed, your nightmares have came true, and the Zombie Apocalypse has happened. No more school! But you'd better get ready for killing Zombies, losing your family, and... thinking up scientific theories as to how this all started? Seriously? Kate's more a geek than a fighter, but when the occasion calls for it, she loses the metaphorical glasses and gets her literal guns, to show these Zombies who's really boss. But there are more things than Zombies out to get you, and it's not just the physical aspects that hurt. People will die, groups will split up, but can a Year Seven girl really handle all of this? Why don't you read on and find out? Not suitable for younger readers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Courtney Calderbank
• Release date: Apr 14, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310269127

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Z-Day: Book 1 First Burnz

By Courtney Calderbank and Kate Leonard

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Table Of Contents

Part 1 - How This All Starts

Part 2 - Settling In

Part 3 - Moving On (And Coming Back)

Part 4 - Puppies!

Part 5 - A Cure... Maybe?

Part 6 - Life In The Library

Part 7 - Farming And The End

Chapter 1

Z-Day. Strange name for a strange day. Almost makes it sound like a game. But trust me; it’s far from it. It’s nothing like CoD Zombies, or the Walking Dead for that matter, except for the Zombies, of course. Huh. Zombies. More like mutants. Bald, stupid, mutants, who are hungry for humans.

I’m only just surviving at the moment, and you can believe me when I say it isn’t easy. Easy? It’s real life for me now, but for you it’s like being thrust into The Last of Us or something. Terrifying. But it’s been a year since the first Z-Day, the day when this all started, so I think we’re doing ok. The Zombies haven’t stopped coming yet, or anything like that, and other dangers have presented themselves, but we’re surviving, and that is all that matters.

I’m writing this as a recount of that first year, as a reminder of how this Apocalyptic World all started. Of how the first ever Z-Day began.

On that fateful morning, I met Courtney at her house as usual to walk to school. Little did we know that we would be taking quite a different route, and that school would be cancelled for quite a long time!

The first thing we noticed was the smell. It stank! Well, to be honest, rotten flesh didn’t tend to smell very nice at all, as we were going to find out, especially when it was walking around trying to eat people. In fact, I actually thought that the smell might kill me before the Zombies! Of course, this was all before I saw an actual Zombie, as I very swiftly changed my mind about what would kill me first after one look at these undead menaces.

First off, we hauled up in a corner shop called Thorougoods, absolutely terrified of the things outside. After taking out our first Zombie with a pen through the eyes and a brick to the head, Courtney and I relaxed with some Tizer and two Mars Bars, discussing our plans. This was when we met Daniella.

A loud banging, sobbing, and screams of ‘Let me in! For God’s sake, let me in!’ alerted us to her presence. We had barricaded the door with some wood we smashed from some crates in the back room, so quickly took away the wood and let a mess of red eyes, hair, skin and bones into the tiny shop. This was Daniella.

By now, you probably want a description of the three people you have heard about so far: me, Courtney and Daniella. I’m called Kate, I have short black hair and bright green eyes, like grass, and I am quite tall. I wore my school uniform, a bit tattered and covered in blood by then, but it still showed the royal blue colour and the lion symbol. I suppose I was the brains of the group, however, whatever I gained in intelligence I lacked in charisma and social skills.

Courtney had long, light brown, hair, and beautiful hazel eyes, and was just taller than me. She was the quickest of all of us, very agile, and the most skilled, I think. She always had a plan, a way to get resources, and she always looked out for us. I suppose she was kind of like our group leader, and it worked out because she was very charismatic, and others were willing to work with her, though she had a terrible temper if riled up, or if someone tried to harm (In any way, shape, or form) anyone she was protective of.

Then there was Daniella, long, slightly curly, blond hair, and blue eyes. She was quick to tears, showed loads of compassion for everyone, but was slightly clumsy. However, this just added to her likeable nature and overall friendliness.

Although, saying that, there’s clumsy, like Daniella, and then there’s damn right careless, as you shall find out. And in the Zombie Apocalypse (Courtney doesn’t like me calling it this, so DO NOT TELL HER!), you can be clumsy, but you cannot be careless, and I can’t stress that enough.

Anyway, back to Daniella. She had come in sobbing her heart out, and explained to us that she had been walking to school with her friend Leah when this whole mess happened.

Leah had just been walking, nattering away happily, when one of those ‘things’ nabbed her by the neck and sunk its disgusting teeth into her skin! Daniella had tried to help, but by then Leah was as good as dead, and other living bits of rotting flesh were attracted to her crying. She had sped off, flying down the road and seeing our faces in the shop window, which was also barricaded with wood. Recognizing us, she had come and banged on the door, and so the story ended.

Courtney and I were both deeply saddened by Leah’s death, as we had been friends, but it opened us up to the true nature of a Z-Day, and the tragedy it left behind it. Danger, pain, suffering and death. Brutal death.

We both tried to comfort Daniella, whilst giving her a drink and some biscuits to eat. Her tears had ceased to fall, giving us some chance of saving her wet and messy hair, and persuaded her to tie it up in a sort of bun, close to her head so she wouldn’t get grabbed. Courtney did mine, well, as much of it as she could, since it was quite short, as I was, and still am, rubbish with styling hair, and anything girly, and then her own.

Courtney informed us that staying in the same place for a long time would be a fatal mistake, and that we should probably get on the move. Her confidence seemed to rub off on us, as we started gathering supplies in our school bags, tipping out anything that wasn’t needed (School books, pencil cases, homework, etc.) and adding in food we did need.

But we didn’t just take chocolate, pop and biscuits (Like idiots would). We took proper food as well, such as tins and bottles of water, in case we got to a house and had chance to cook. We also took some fruits and