Thread: MxF - Various plots/starters within - Happy to explore all ideas!

M4F - A world epidemic 3rd A year ago things were different. His life was flying along as a well-to-do bachelor but then he met her, Calista. She carried with her a radiance that one could only describe as cheerful, joyous. On their first date sparks flew and he was instantly enamoured in her. When she introduced her two girls, twins and both 14 at the time, he wasnt turned away like most men would be, no he was drawn even closer to Calista. She was a wonderful Mother and woman. She cared for those girls like Logan had never seen any woman care for anyone. Celestia and Ambrosia were both a delight to be around, and they had their Mother to thank for their upbringing. The wedding came as no surprise and happened only a month before. All the ladies moved in with Logan, and the girls seemed excited to have their own rooms. Logan had installed an adjoining door for their rooms, similar to two hotel rooms with each their own door. He thought it was important for them to keep their space, but also keep their connection. Life was great. When youd see a commercial on television that had the perfect family, well it could have been them. Reports started to flood in, throughout the media, that there were government experiments going wrong in the Middle East and African continents. But then, media always reported on the absolute worst of the worst. Not many people living outside of those continents paid much attention to the reports if one were honest media attention had been doom and gloom there for years. But when reports started to talk of an epidemic spreading from Africa and the Middle East throughout Europe, Asia and Russia it began to turn some heads. Soon thereafter it was confirmed that the world was in danger of being overrun by these government experiments. Reporters were broadcasting live news in Australia as human beings seemed to begin ripping each other apart. The crazies, of course, were talking about this as if it were already confirmed to be a zombie apocalypse, but theyd seen far too many movies. Zombies werent real. Despite opposing media coverage and the government of the American continents telling the public that these reports were false, there was a mad rush to stores. People were buying water and non-perishables like they did when there was the Y2K scare. People started digging out their backyards to install bunkers but these efforts were futile. The oxygen of the earth was filled with the contaminant. Unless they lived in a bubble with pure, fresh oxygen, theyd be infected. The only ones who werent were immune to the virus. As newscasts finally started to tell the truth of the events unfolding across the globe, they informed citizens that the only way to destroy the life of an infected was to kill their brain Logan shook his head as he stood in the living room watching. The symptoms of sporadic behaviour, unclear thoughts, foaming of the mouth, grinding teeth had started long ago in his wife. Calista was not herself. She snapped at him and her girls daily. She threw things around the house, destroying televisions, mirrors, windows Logan never knew the girls Father according to the news men were the carriers of the immunity. If they were immune then so would their children be, the only time hed ever been thankful for that man as he didnt see any of the symptoms in the girls. Time passed slowly in these last days as they were now called. People watching their loved ones turn into something they didnt recognize. Watching as their loved ones turned on them, trying to bite them, eat them, claw at them do anything they could to tear into their flesh. The virus was airborne, but not only that it was transmitted to even the immune via a bite. The venom from the bite of an infected was enough to push aside the immunity and take over. It had been two weeks since theyd left Calista. The girls had just had their 16th birthdays and Logan tried to make them as special as he could the fact that he was grieving his wife didnt help. Theyd found a new house and cleared out the undead. He was strong for the girls every day, but at night he found himself in his room thinking of the future a future without Calista. He tried to muffle his cries, he tried to contain his emotion for the girls sake but at night was the hardest. He lay in a bed alone, stared at the ceiling, and could only think of his wife snarling and grasping for her own daughters and him.