Zombie Slaying System

Chapter 10: The Faster Ones

Jonah stood still behind a dusty wall, his chest rising and falling as he tried to calm his breath. His heart pounded hard, not from fear, but from the pressure building inside him.

He could hear the soft whimpers of people nearby. Lisa. Kevin. They were hiding, scared. Trapped. He wanted to run to them, to help them, but there was a problem.

He had powers. And they didn’t know.

Jonah looked down at his hands. They looked normal. But they weren’t. Ever since the accident, the one with the electricity, his body had changed. 

He could move faster than a speeding car, faster than anything he had ever seen. But if he used that power in front of people, they would ask questions. Hard questions.

"What if they think I'm a monster?" he thought. “What if Lisa looks at me like I'm not human anymore?"

He shook his head and whispered, “I can’t lose them… I have to save them. Even if it means showing who I am.”

He crouched low, muscles tight, ready to dash forward. His fingers touched the cold handle of his axe. He didn’t know how many zombies were ahead. He didn’t care. He had to act fast.

The hallway was dark. Broken lights flickered above. There were shadows moving, slow at first. Then faster. Much faster.

Jonah’s eyes widened. “That’s… not normal.”

The zombies came into view. But something was wrong. These weren’t like the ones he had seen before. They didn’t limp or drag their feet. They ran. Fast. Almost too fast.

One of them turned its head and looked directly at him. Its eyes glowed faintly, like something alive… and thinking.

Jonah whispered, “They’re waiting for me.”

He stepped forward. The zombies didn’t groan or scream. Instead, they moved. Quickly. Like trained hunters.

Jonah leapt back as one of them swiped at him. He rolled across the ground and sprang up, swinging his axe. The blade hit the creature's neck, but it dodged at the last second. It was like it knew the attack was coming.

More zombies rushed at him. They weren’t normal. They dodged, they jumped, they snarled like animals with brains. Jonah struck again and again, breathing hard, his speed keeping him alive. But something was wrong.

“These ones are learning,” he muttered. “They’re evolving.”

Blood splattered. One zombie tried to grab his shoulder, but Jonah twisted and kicked it across the hall. Another came from behind, but he ducked and sliced upward. The sound of the axe cutting through flesh echoed in the hallway.

Still more came.

Jonah’s body moved faster and faster, too fast for a normal person. His legs blurred. His arms spun the axe like it was made of feathers. But his mind was focused on one thing, Lisa and Kevin.

He paused for a second and activated his infrared vision, another gift from the surge. The world turned red and black. He saw heat. He saw shapes. Two people hiding behind a steel door. Safe for now. But something else…

Jonah frowned. “No…”

There was another heat signature. Not like the others. Bigger. Faster. Stronger. It was heading toward them. And it wasn’t on this floor, it was already moving down the stairs above.

Another hybrid.

His eyes widened. He didn’t waste a second. He ran.

Walls flew past him as he sprinted like lightning. His legs barely touched the ground. His hair whipped behind him. The air tore at his skin. He didn’t care.

He reached the staircase and saw the hybrid landing hard on the ground. It was snarling. Its body was long, its arms stretched, its mouth full of crooked teeth.

Lisa screamed. “Jonah! Save us!”

She couldn’t see him yet. But somehow, she knew he was close.

Jonah leapt over the hybrid’s arm and slid to the floor in front of Lisa and Kevin, his axe raised.

“You will not touch them!” he shouted.

The hybrid roared and charged. The ground shook beneath its feet.

Jonah didn’t flinch. He moved.

The battle began.

He swung his axe, sparks flying as it clashed against the hybrid’s sharp claws. The creature screamed and clawed again, but Jonah blocked every hit. Behind him, Lisa and Kevin were frozen.

Lisa’s eyes were wide. “H-how… how are you doing that?” she whispered.

Jonah didn’t answer. He was too focused.

The hybrid was smarter than the others. It tried to lure him away, tried to attack from the side. But Jonah was quicker. Every time the monster jumped, he jumped higher. Every time it clawed, he was already gone.

Finally, with one loud cry, Jonah brought the axe down, straight into the hybrid’s head. The body twitched… then fell.

Silence.

Blood dripped from the edge of his weapon.

He turned slowly to face Lisa and Kevin.

Lisa was shaking. “You… Jonah… What are you?” she asked, her voice soft and scared.

Jonah looked down.

“I’m still me,” he said. “I didn’t ask for this. But I couldn’t let you die.”

Lisa didn’t answer. Kevin looked up at him like he was staring at a superhero.

Then something moved in the dark.

Jonah tensed.

A small sound. A scraping. A breath. Another zombie? Another hybrid?

Jonah’s hand gripped the axe tighter. He stepped forward slowly, eyes scanning the shadows.

But nothing came out. Not yet.