Rapunzel (Horror Story By Creed) Chapter 1

Chapter 1
“There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. At length the woman hoped that (G0d) was about to grant her desire. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress, who had great power and was dreaded by…” Suddenly a large crash rang through the house, and as Rick put the book down, and scooped up his daughter, he felt the dread of a certain doom falling on him.
Instinctively he grasped his .44 Magnum, and was getting ready retreat into his “safe room” until a second crash came from the kitchen.
The kitchen was just down stairs and to the right, the “things” could get up with ease.
He gently tossed his daughter into the steel-doored room. Cocking his magnum back, he let out a deep breath. Rick sat down in his off-white rocking chair, from which he was reading “Rapunzel” to his daughter, and waited. Here they came, lumbering up the stairs, coming for him, coming for his daughter.
With a groan, the first of the “monsters” appeared, and in reply to that groan, a gun shot. Dark red blood splattered on the back of the wall. Another groan, another gun shot, with just as much blood as the last.
“Two shells spent, four shells left,” Rick thought to no one in particular. No more groans came through the now bloodied hall. Rising out of his chair with a squeak, he peered around the corner.
Emptiness was all that stared back at him. Though he felt like some strange, sluggish eyes were upon him.
Rick did in fact realize the danger of staying in his home, but he also realized the danger of venturing out to one of the military evacuation points.
Two choices were left to be chosen, and he didn’t like either of them. He could either grab his daughter and make a run for the evacuation point, or he could stay put and wait to die.
Rick had chosen the second, and was about to open up the door when he heard yet another groan. He spun around, and realized he was looking the “monster” in the eye.
Four gun shots rung through the house, followed by a thud. The infected was laying on the ground, with three large, bloody gaps in his rotting flesh.
Grabbing a speed loader from his pocket he reloaded his gun, grabbed his daughter and headed down the stairs.
He unlocked the door, looking past the fifty some odd rotting bodies laying on the floor, and then stepped outside.

Wow, I expected less when you said "zombie story". Pretty darn good!

It seems to be heavily influenced by Left 4 Dead. Sounds pretty good so far, though! Keep adding to it!