User:Private Gary Ryans/Rise Of The Dead

This story is part of the Malton Chronicles. This story is fan-made, and is not officially part of any background history for Urban Dead.

Part 1: The Dead Awaken

BANG! The Pistol shot went straight through its chest. The Police were making a last stand against them while the military finished quarentining the city and evacuating everyone. The evacuation failed. It spread, for a short time, through the water system and even through the air, killing off half the Malton Police force, only for them to rise and kill and destroy all those they onced loved. Same with everyone actually. I remember the first Outbrakes clearly, I was on patrol at Pole Mall, hearing over the radio reports of attacks and riots, with many officers and civilians dying in hospital from infectous bites. Would probably explain why the hospitals were the first to be overrun. BANG! Another through its shoulder. BANG BANG BANG! Through its chest. BANG! Right into the stomach. Ha. It finally fell. My fellow officers were running out of ammo fast against the infinite army of the Undead. A Military convoy stopped along side us, helping us out. I'm not stupid though. I know when they've won. I ran into the Church, shut the doors and sat down. After the Hospitals were gone, Doctors were being shot for not helping out the dying or even helping fend off the Undead. People were looting, robbing, mugging, fighting, even some were throwing themselves at the Undead thinking they would be freed. How wrong were they. I tried to help with arrests and stuff, but in the end the Zombies reached the station. No matter what we did they kept rising, killing, eating. Tactics were no use, nothing really effected them. I ran. My friends all died. The last part of the barracade of the church fell. 1 Clip left.