Alright, so I was talking about a zombie story with some other fantastical twists, what you see below is an intro I wrote off the top of my head. More of it later.
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Blood of the Damned
Part 1

Haley shivered against the cold, and pulled the thin blanket tighter around her form. She clamped her eyes shut and tried to drive away the moans that drifted up the walls of the apartment complex. Nothing could though. They knew she was up here, trapped like a rat. No where to run, no food, no water, no bullets. Just a rooftop with a barricaded door that wouldn't last forever.

She had seen so many die, friends... family. So very many just killed in front of her eyes like cattle, and so many more she'd lost touch with once the rules of science had been shattered and creatures of hollywood legend began to shamble through the streets craving the flesh of those unlucky enough to be living in these times.

Life had not always been kind to her, but it had not been a bad life. She had many fond memories, memories that seemed so distant from that rooftop. Almost like they happened to another person. She couldn't even cry for herself anymore. She just curled up, listening to the moans of the dead, and the grumble of her stomach, demanding food that would never come. She considered stepping off the edge of the roof, just to tumble down into the horde below, but she didn't. Whether she was too cowardly, or simply clinging to hope that should not have been there, Haley didn't even know anymore.

Something cool and soft brushed against her cheek gently. Haley blinked and slowly opened her eyes. A pale woman knelt above her, her eyes a deep red, her hair a soft auburn. She smiled gently, her lush lips not parting as she knelt beside Haley.

"Who...," Haley started, finding it difficult to speak with such a parched throat.

"Quiet dear. I am the salvation of your species, and you will become my instrument," the woman said, kneeling closer.

"Species... has... has the virus spread... outside London," Haley muttered between smalls bursts of coughing.

"Indeed it has... and within time it will get off this island nation of yours. I offer a chance to avenge those closest to you, and to get you out of here," the stranger purred.

Haley looked up into the sky, saw the stars staring down at the Earth as if nothing had changed, and indeed in the universe nothing had. Down here, Hell had been unleashed. She focused on the pale beauty that had somehow gotten into her sanctuary, and noticed the fangs behind her lips.

"What's... the cost?"

"Damnation my dear."

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