Living As A Demon In A Post - Apocalyptic World

He looked down and glanced at his hands in wonder as they were covered in blood.

'I'm stronger, a bit slower, and my nails..' It was more suitable to call them claws as they reflected dark light as they blinkered dangerously in the sun.

He went back inside and closed the door firmly, then walked to the sink and washed his hands.

After washing the blood from his hands, he staggered to the sofa, and sat down while holding the shiny gem-like nucleus in hand.

He thought for a moment that placed it in his mouth.

A refreshing cool wave of energy erupted from his mouth and circulated in his body then entered his brain.

'It's rather good, I could grow addicted to this feeling.' He sighed and walked to the mirror and thought of s troublesome thing.

'I'm a guy at heart, but my body is female, and if I ever regain the ability to speak, how will I introduce myself?'

He pondered while crossing his legs and putting his chin on his hand.

'And what should I do if and when I come across a human? Should I kill it? Or keep it for food?' He never pretended to be a good person and simply acted on his whims, so if he came across a human, he decided he'd act according to the situation.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and realized he could still see, even in a flat that lost all power and was dark as night.

He walked back to the door and cracked it, and peeked outside to see the situation when he saw a squad of men, clad in black and armed to the teeth walking down the street while killing every zombie they came across.

Looking at the zombies shambling towards the men, Zane silently cursed them for going to their deaths when a name popped into his head.

'Zena! I can call myself Zena!' He made a fist as he subconsciously switched his sense of being and started to think in third person.

'Zena is female, a beautiful female at that, and if she plays her cards right, she can survive extremely long and not get a bullet through the brain.' Zena nodded to herself and smiled, as she stepped backwards into the flat.

After absorbing the nucleus from the zombie, she found that her body was no longer as stiff as before, in fact, she never felt so unrestrained and free in her life.

Zena ran becoming a blur as she burst through the back door and came face to face with a zombie attracted by the noise.

Her nails turned to claws as she swung them, and the zombie's head exploded like a watermelon.

She knelt and grabbed the nucleus that ended up on the floor and took off running.

Popping the second nucleus into her mouth, not minding the blood and gore, she swallowed it and felt the pleasant sensation of energy rushing to her brain again.

Mid stride, her body stopped and collapsed pimply to the floor as her skin was soon covered in a layer of frost.