Genre+6+Horror

What would happen if everyone you knew everything you loved changed? Morphed. Died turning into undead creatures of the night Zombies. Your friends, your families, your pets, and even your superheroes. Who would survive the onslaught of the powerful monsters that are Superheroes, or the billions upon billions of humans? Currently in the superhero filled world this has already happened, and the results were as expected Humans zero heroes billions. Now what choices to these heroes have now to suffice the unrelenting hunger then to hunt each other? Who will survive? Does I even matter? Follow me lets take a walk into the twilight zone. The aggressive heroin Wolverine, once know as being a member of the X-men, now the sole survivor of the team after killing everyone else silently walks through the abandoned streets of New York hunting for his next victim. Wolverine, now being undead, has gone under massive physical changes. His left eye dangled from the nerve endings that had once helped hold it in. His right arm had been mutilated with large chunks of skin missing from bites revealing his adamantium bones. Wolverine stuck his nose, or at least what was left of it, to the ground and sniffed. He stood tall and grabbed onto an escape ladder of a building. Climbing up, he ran across the roofs of the building occasionally stopping and sniffing the air. Reaching the end of the row of roofs he was on he turned left and ran again, then right, and another left. Without stopping to sniff or look for life he jumped from the roof in a head first dive. His prey was larger then he had thought because when he came down, claws extended, he dug deep into the green flesh of the Hulk. This was the end. The last fight for control of the earth. The Hulk grabbed Wolverine who stuck from his skin like a dart and threw him across the road. Flipping and flailing through the air Wolverine gained composer and stuck out his legs trying to push off the wall and fling himself back at the Hulk, but to know avail. When Wolverine hi the wall his knee caps burst threw his meaty flesh and flew into the street with chunks of rotted flesh. Flesh now hung unsupported from Wolverines torso. Not allowing himself to be defeated Wolverine dug his claws into the brick wall behind him and pulled himself up. But it was already to late the hulk ran at him with the force of a train crushing the wall and wolverine in the process. In a blast of smoke blood and flesh the head of Wolverine rolled into the street. His one good eye rolled around in his eye socket looking for the hulk. Wolverines head slipped backwards showing Wolverine the sky. Coming down from the sky with the force of a bomb was the Hulks head. It landed cracking both Wolverine and his own head. Blood erupted with shards of skull fragments. When it came to the end of the world it seems that even to of the mightiest heroes couldn’t survive.