chapter 2

Zombies devoured human flesh and blood, spreading the virus that brought the world to its knees within weeks. In Marvel Zombies, only supernatural beings retain their intelligence after infection—though even this line is blurred, with characters like Kingpin and Punisher, who are supposedly mortal, somehow managing to stay sharp.

Getting cancer is one kind of death; being eaten by zombies is another. But, in a way, the former feels more delicate and gentle than the latter.

"With the level of technology in this world, curing my cancer isn't impossible—it's just… complicated. But in a world full of zombies, I still want my hair back!" Adrian thought, feeling a mix of frustration and absurdity. He slammed his hand against the wall, startling the people around him, who hurried away, casting him looks of contempt, sympathy, suspicion, and concern.

"We need a plan. Fast!"

"Fast? Yeah, that's it—fast!"

Suddenly, he drew his gun, sprinted to a newsstand, and pressed the barrel against the owner's forehead, silencing the screaming onlookers.

"I, I, I—" stammered the newsstand owner.

"Shut up, turn off the phone, and…" Adrian grabbed a pen, snatched a page from the newspaper, scribbled a note, and slapped it onto the owner's forehead. He wrote another note and tossed it in front of him.

"That's the Avengers' phone number. Call it on speaker. If you don't, I'll count to ten, and you'll regret it. Got it?"

The terrified owner looked at Adrian, his face contorting with fear.

"You want to cry? Cry later! Now, call."

"I will! I will!"

As he felt the barrel start to cool against his forehead, he quickly dialed the number on the landline.

"Hello, this is Avengers Headquarters. How can I help you?"

"I need to speak to Pietro Maximoff. Magneto asked me to bring him a message about Wanda."

The other end of the line fell silent. The owner glanced at Adrian, whose gun stayed firmly in place. Finally, after ten tense seconds, a voice responded.

"I'm Pietro. What's the message?"

The newsstand owner, sweating and trembling, took a deep breath, gripped the phone, and shouted: "Listen up! Wanda Maximoff is the kind of watch everyone wants to wear!"

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