Earth's Survivors Box Set [Books 1-7] by Sweet Wendell G

Author:Sweet, Wendell G. [Sweet, Wendell G.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Dystopian
Published: 2016-06-09T06:00:00+00:00

TWO

Present Day: Plague Year One

September 28th

Watertown New York

They came from the hill. They came from the many graveyards that dotted the city where they had hidden in fear. They came from the surrounding countryside and made the journey to the small northern city. The wolves followed them from the tree lines, shadowy alleyways and doorways of abandoned buildings, but they kept their distance. More and more the wolves turned and made their way out of the city, leaving it to the dead.

He lead them. His limp was gone entirely. His body had finished the major changes that being un-dead bought with it. He had come from a barn outside of the city, looked down at the blackness of the valley that the small city lay in, and he had known it was time.

Miles away another lead a similar group, beyond that another, and another, across what had been the United States and beyond. Across the lands, the oceans, the continents. The living were through. The dead were the inheritors of this world now, the living mere squatters, hanging on to something they had no claim to.

He scented the air while his gathered around him. Over one thousand, and nearly that on the other side of the city waiting for his command. He knew the numbers exactly, eighteen hundred seventy-three. But the numbers were unimportant, the time was important. Their time. The end of the old time. It was on the air. In the air. He took a step forward and those behind him surged, only to stop once more as he stopped, careful to leave him space. Careful not to bump or jostle him. For such a large crowd they were nearly completely silent.

He scented the air. There where hundreds of the breathers hidden away. Hundreds that believed they were safe. He knew where they were. He knew what they considered safe: It was safe because he had allowed it to be safe, but the time of safety for the living was at an end.

He knew he would lose some of his own, but he knew those he took would raise to join him. It was ironic really: If the breathers could only look at it that way they might be able to see it in an entirely different light. A gift. And a gift was really what it was. How often did you wish you could live forever? How often had he wished it? So, here it was and they were running from it. Afraid of forever or afraid of passing through death to get to forever?

He looked over the dark city. The breeze that passed his face told him about those hiding. It also told him winter was on the way. Bad for the breathers, but not for him or the dead with him. Cold was life. Heat was the enemy. Cold was something to be embraced, longed for, fought for, striven to attain. Heat was the destroyer of that life. The coming winter would be good for them, they would come together and move to the larger cities.

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