EARTH UNDERWORLD Z

Throughout a city full of lives and happy thoughts. A new shadow forms over the cities and is breaking throughout to the other planets. Their planet, Earth. It is in serious danger, the shadow is swallowing all happiness and relationships. Every person living on this planet is about to experience something out of this world. Earth will have a new name, the world as they know it, will become nothing more than a speck of dust. Scientists have been searching day in and day out for the cure. Their own doing has brought Hell to the surface. The world is becoming unstable, the reality is becoming an unreality. The whole ground is shaking up skin and bones. Red liquid flows into the cracks, and the man smiles with his daily jog. His brain becomes tense, slowing down his functionality. His eyes are numb, which sounds crazy but they are. His lips are sealed, hiding away dark secrets from the rest of the pack. [Mature Content] 3,000 Words MAX!

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1. Survival On Earth [Introduction] (1498 Words)

Survival On Earth

The Skirting Boards / Earth has become Hell

Throughout a city full of lives and happy thoughts. A new shadow forms over the cities and is breaking throughout to the other planets. Their planet, Earth. It is in serious danger, the shadow is swallowing all happiness and relationships. Every person living on this planet is about to experience something out of this world. Earth will have a new name, the world as they know it, will become nothing more than a speck of dust. Scientists have been searching day in and day out for the cure. Their own doing has brought Hell to the surface. The world is becoming unstable, the reality is becoming an unreality. The whole ground is shaking up skin and bones. Red liquid flows into the cracks, and the man smiles with his daily jog. His brain becomes tense, slowing down his functionality. His eyes are numb, which sounds crazy but they are. His lips are sealed, hiding away dark secrets from the rest of the pack.

Family, what is a family? There is no family here. Buried deep with-in the surface, lives the cowards. Around the top, developing upwards, lives the bravery. All formed from regular people, some are insane, some are crazy. Is there a difference? You tell them that, and they’ll beat you up like you’ve never experienced before. A whole new way of social lives joining together, making friends. That is no longer possible, friendship is out the window. If you’re alone when this started, you’re doomed. You’ve got to hold onto what you had, nothing is changing back then. In the present, you’re all suffering the deadly claws of a human-being. Females, males – every last gender is being ruined. With two genders once roaming Earth, there are more genders than you could imagine. Males are splitting themselves down the middle, making use of what they have left. Some have performed surgery on themselves, changing their looks. Some of the looks, the appearances turnout pretty. A large majority of them are turning into monsters.

Houses, do you remember those? Lives with people that you would call “family?” Well that’s all out of the window. If you were thinking of the houses with the gardens you could play in. You’re mistaken. No, the houses you should be thinking of are the ones bordered up. Locked doors, windows barricaded. Human-beings using their own kind as a threat. Other innocent civilians lay dead on someone’s front lawn. It gets worse, skulls and arms plunged into wooden spears surrounding the house. Dried blood on nice green grass, taking away the atmosphere you once loved. Dirt forming around the walls of houses, moss breaking away the insect’s habitats. Trees looking dead, nobody can give them growth food. Rain would help them grow, but the rain only comes once in a year. Scientists have changed weather, they’ve changed the way you live. They have created a whole new reality, if you could call it that. Your cars just sit out there to rot. Rusting away, breaking down on you, when you need them most.

Planning on leaving? Good luck, many have tried. Most of them don’t come back, they’re out there still. The remains of them, the ones that are lost. Some of them have walked, drove, biked so far away… and never returned to their humble homes. Children wanting to play outside have become aggressive towards their careers, parents and guardians. Little girls wanting to play dolls, wanting to buy new doll-houses and some just wanting freedom. Everyone craves for freedom, everyone craves for power. Young children are under the watch of the “watchers.” You see, parenting hasn’t been easy, they had to be changes. Children are now worshiping the watchers. And these watchers are ordinary people right? So what makes them special? I can’t tell you that.

Teenagers, almost forgot about them. Most of the adults do, they forget about the teenagers, even their own children. You see, they have a few things on their mind but “kids?” They don’t care. They are more interested in surviving themselves, wanting to live their life to the fullest they possibly can. Most of the parents have been slaughtered by teenagers, news reports still show that. Barely anything on the TV, making children bored. There is no way of playing or having fun. Suicide has become a common way of dying. The radio stations are dead, every once in a while, you’ll hear someone speak. They will say words like: “Help! Let me out of here!” – “H-help…” and you’ll hear every word spoken to their last breath on Earth. They would eventually be killed, due to their own doing. No path is safe, no road is considered safe. Back then, roads could be trusted – kind of… everything that you needed to survive has been shortened. Electricity, family, friends, social-life, shelter, food, water. All your liquids that you need, are inside other people. Cannibals, oh god… they’ve managed to drink out of their own kind. Smiling with happiness, saying: “Finally! The sweet taste of water…”

Appearance is everything? No. Children that you’d see on TV, in adverts. Help the poor, save the children who need water, food and shelter. After growing up, you’ve now become those children. It doesn’t matter what age you are now. Everyone is poor, using materials from their own gardens. Ripping apart houses that aren’t yours. Destroying others work, breaking off branches from trees that you need to survive. Oxygen, there is still oxygen, a shortage will soon fall though. You all won’t care about food, shelter, water. You won’t be able to care, your lungs will give over. Oxygen will be your main craving. Some will become desperate, going mental and insane. Wanting to take away other people’s oxygen, planting will become a popular activity. Of course, going outside can result in an early death. If you happen to find a greenhouse on your travels, you’ll most likely find the farmer, the planter. And that person won’t be alive, he or she won’t be able to help you. You’ll have to try new things, forced to push yourself to the maximum potential of the human race.

If you happen to fall ill, pregnant or anything needing medical attention. You won’t have much luck, women will be delivering their babies in an abandoned hospital. Men that loved these women will become the dead. Some of them will hate their surroundings, most of them will destroy themselves. Insanity will get the better of them, and the women too. Pregnancy occurs, and your child is doomed from day one of its happy little life. The women that become mothers will then be guilty for letting their own child down. The outside world will mock them, torment the families into; eventual departure. Teenagers are braver than you’d think, in the past. Walking outside, being tough, and being known about. Most of the teenagers don’t care about the virus outside, they just want to get from A to B. They want to meet up with their friends, families or whatever. Some of them want to start a life with their girlfriends, living together, playing happy families. Only to soon regret their bravery, the virus might get them or someone they loved deep down. If you have emotions, feelings for someone. You have little time to talk to them, the world is against you. Forcing you to speed up your growth and confidence.

Elderly people, misjudged, even today. Some have left them behind, lying to them, since their brains aren’t as powerful as they used to be. Their own sons, daughters have left them notes on a table. Only to be discovered last minute, freaking out the parents. The elderly are also called the Undead, treated like them too. If they ever went outside, which is rare. They’d end up dead on a pathway near the roads. Teenagers are always to blame, so they say. Adults have also upped their game, destroying other people with their own bare hands. Weapons aren’t too hard to find, kitchens, houses. Warehouses, in places that are crazy to think about. Under trees, buried outside, in boxes outside. Toolkits holding weapons, First Aid kits hiding away medical tools that can be used as weapons. Any object you or they would find, you all could use it as a weapon. Guns don’t come easy, but every once in a while there is a huge number of them being made. They are then thrown outside, in a dump. When millions of people hear about this, they crave safety triggers. They all dash, limp, waddle their way to the dump. Once there, a brutal fight occurs. Teenagers, adults, children, and Elderly people (rarely) – all fight with each other. Many lives are claimed, innocence has no role in the world of today.

There is no safety, there is no huge supply of anything that you need. Weapons, guns. Things that kill people and destroy lives.

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