Quickly before the diary begins i just want to explain a bit so that everyone understands. This journal is started off to be made by King Johnathon stevens the III (Steves Dad). At some point in the journal, it will change to be steve who is writing it. It will be VERY clear when this happenes. Enjoy :)

The Steven's Family Journal Episode 1

Amercradora: 1716 October 12: King Jonathon Stevens III

WE have had a very bad day today. the strikes of the zombies are continuing as I write to you. Hoards of zombies, Are attacking all of the villages outside of my city, Amercradora. However our walls are thick and our swords and sharp. The amount of Villagers entering our city is unbelievable. We are already low on food and, well all of our fields have been bombarded. There is no way out of the city without the chance of a mass war between the zombies and us. On another depressing note, yesterday i sent out a battalion of my finest men to find where this Zombie apocalypse started; none have come back. There is however one small gilmmer of hope. My son, Steve, son and heir to the throne has become 12 today. He is a fine swordsmen and bowmen. But he is far too young to send out there on his own to try and find the source of these zombie attacks. Or is he? I Just dont know..... now if you dont mind i have work to be doing. god, it just gets worse and worse..........

Amercradora: 1716 October 13:King jonathon Stevens III

AND it gets worse. The castle was attacked last night. not just a petty raid, a real raid. half of my remaining men were killed. I had to fight for everyone i loved. But i became infected and am slowly dying......

BANG! I woke with a start. My doors flew open as Genral Kovrand came into my room.
"Sire! The zombies are attacking again. We must get you to safety at once!" Kovrand said.
"Look kovrand its just another rai-" i stopped as i looked out of my window, fire raining from the sky. Then it hit me. There were screams or pain and hate. I knew i had to do something. I walked over to my armour stand and grabbed my finest diamond armour. i put it on as it shined in the rays of moonlight.
"Sir?" said kovrand as he staggered towards me.
"Kovrand this is my fight, they have taken everything from me! Go and take Steve to safety. He needs help!"
Kovrand Sighed. "I dont agree with you, but im sworn to do your word. i will go and look after the Steve."
"Thank you,"I said as i put my arm on his shoulder."Now go and protect my son!"
"Yes Sir!". Kovrand rank off into the darkness and i was left alone to face hell.
I ran through the stone brick hallway and ran down the flights of stairs. I had my sword, the Distinguisher, made from the finest diamonds in my hand. I kicked open the doors to the hallway and saw two off my men holding off 4 zombies. i charged, and stroke through the first zombie before he knew what was going on. The other two then realised i was there and came at me one at each side.I jumped into the air and managed to land a perfect kick into the zombie who was on my left. Blood oozed out of his head as he smashed against one of the many marble columns which ran along my throne room. the other zombie caught me by suprise as he grabbed by head back. pain ran through me as his teeth met the skin of my arm. straight after Byze, the other guard struck his sword through the zombies chest. i fell onto the floor as byze and another guard came to my aid. they hauled me up the stairs where i was reunited with Steve and Kovrand. And then i blacked out.

I awoke and here i am in this room, infected and about to see my son for what seems to be the last time......


Amercradora 1716 october 13 king Jonathon Steven III

The fierce bolted iron door opened up, and there emerged steve, my beloved son.
"Father!" he yelled as he ran towards me. as he was about to hug me, the guard, enzo i think his name was, held him back.
"Son, I am sorry but i am infected......"I said hopelessly."I am obviously not going to last. Steve, take my sword, The distuinguisher, and my journal. writ ein it and tell of your adventures!"
"But Dad, i.... i cant cope with this. if you die i will become king and have to fight these demons off." he pleaded.
"Take the journal and go son. I love you!"
"Father what do you mean?"
i knew exactly what was about to happen....

Amercradora 1716 october 13 Prince Steve

"Father.........." I wimpered.
"Go! save Amercradora! you are our only hope......"
I saw my father, king of Amercradora draw his knife.
"NO!!!"I screamed
Blood splattered out and there i was, my father dead, and at the age of 12, a city to defend.....

Amercradora 1716 October 14 Steve

Once my father died last night, the zombie hoard had been overthrown. there was a ceromony today for his loss. I am two young to become king, so Generald Kovrand is taking up throne. I have been summoned to the stables and i am not sure why, but it was by King Kovrand, so i presume its something important

The Stables


King Kovrand was waiting by the stables. He soon noticed me as i approached him.
"Ah Steve, I have a favour to ask of you!" he said.
"Ok, what is it?" I said curiously.
"Well its not a favour: its a quest!" He replied
i nodded for him to go on.
"I need someone with your abilities to seek out the source of these attacks. i have a map of where the local attacks have been coming from to guide you!Are you willing to go?"
I was very amazed that i, 12 years old had been given a quest.
"I would be honoured to avenge my fathers death........"

Anamoria 1716 October 15: Steve

Today i set off from Amercradora with my steed, glamper. Half of the city cheered as we rode out of the grand city gates to embark on our quest. after a few minutes we were on the gravel road, glamper trotting along. i was feeling anxious because of all the feelings rushing through me: i was scared, emotional but very excited. we rode into a little hamlet called ivrenstow, which was only a few miles out, but glamper needed to eat and drink and so did I. We went into a little inn called "The Bringer". they had a horse care service, so i payed the fee and let glamper recover. I walked into the bar and ordered a bit of food, sausage and mash. I then started to talk to the inn keeper, asking him if there had been any zombie sightings recently. He didnt know for sure, but he had heard a rumor that a barn in Anamoria, a few miles away, citivens had heard weird noises and the owners gone. I thanked him and payed the bill. i collected glamper and we set out onto the open road at around noon. At just before twilight, we rode into the town of Anamoria. i put glamper in a stable and went looking for the barn. i am right outside it and i know one thing for sure: The rumor seems to be true.

Anamoria 1716 October 16: Steve
As I went into the old barn, i heard what seemed to be a language being spoken. I ducked behind a bunch of barrels and looked through the gap. There where 5 zombies there, 1 was dressed slightly different. I figured he was the general. I couldnt take them all at once, that would be stupid. I looked around the barn, trying to find something that i could use to my advantage, because otherwise it would be a blood bath. Perfect. There was a long wooden beam that was across the room. I followed it along, and it was convieniantly going straight over the zombies. Perfect, i could air assisnate the general, and take out the rest. I climed up onto a barrel whilst i was concealed in the shadows. I grabbed a rock from the floor and chucked it at the other side of the Barn.
"What was that?!" Yelled the general.
"I dont know, s-s-s-sir" one of the lower ranks said, a tone of fright in thier voice. Whilst they looked around that vacinity of the barn, i jumped out of the shadows and onto the beam.the general had stayed where he was, directly under the beam. I crouched along it, and slowly moved towards the general. Soon i was directly over him. I took out my dagger, dropped around the back side of him into a hay pile. I quickly and silently stabbed him through the heart, and pulled his body into the hay. One of the zobies wasa coming towards the hay pile.
"Where did the general go?" he asked, confusedly. I jumped out of the pile, and with my sword, decapitated his head. the other two zombies came running towards me, and swiftly inilated them. I pulled out the generals body. I searched his clothes, trying to find something. Jackpot. A letter. Here is what it wrote:

Dear General Cashion,
I write to you to tell us the plan. We will attack Amercradora on the night of the 15. We wish for you to stay in the barn to attack Anamoria, on the morning of the 16. I hope your five men are up to this task.

From P.

The first thing i thought was 5 men. 5. It slowly dawned on me. The last thing i thought was i only killed 4 zombies. And then i blacked out......

THE FINALE

I woke with a start. it all came back to me. I had been knocked out by the 5th zombie. it was the 16th. I ran out of the barn. A shock wave hit me. The 5th zombie had destroyed the whole village. I ran to the stables, glamper was waiting. I knew i had been defeated. I got onto him and rode as fast as i could to Amercradora.I went past Ivrenstow and it two had been destroyed. soon i got a glimpse of amercradora. It was on fire, hoards of zombies attacking. I ran, ran as fast as i could from the hillside, because i knew i had failed my city. I had failed kovrand. I had failed My father. I had failed myself. and i was the last one of my kind.....





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