Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time – Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time Apr 30 2026 Chapter 1 SMACK! The slap hit Josie hard enough to make her ears ring. She stumbled back, the heavy, metallic taste of blood flooding her mouth. “Apologize to June right now, or you’re dead to me!” her father, Arthur, roared. He shoved a thick finger right in her face, his eyes bloodshot with rage. Josie froze, her hand flying to her burning cheek. Wait. Where was the stench of rotting flesh? Where was the agonizing pain? The Undead King had just ripped her heart out of her chest. She blinked. The blood-soaked wasteland vanished. Instead, she was standing in the bright, pristine living room of her childhood home. The house her mother had bought. I’m alive. The realization hit Josie like a freight train. She had been dragged ten years back in time. Back to the very beginning. “Honey, please, don’t say that,” her stepmother, Sylvia, whimpered, playing the martyr perfectly.
“Josie is your flesh and blood. I’m just the stepmom. If she needs to hit me to feel better, I can take it.” “Dad, it’s my fault!” June collapsed onto the velvet sofa, sobbing into her hands. “If I were your real daughter, maybe Sis wouldn’t hate me so much! Then Mom wouldn’t have been shoved to the floor!” “June, you carry my name. You are my daughter,” Arthur snapped, pulling her into a protective hug before glaring at Josie. “This is all her fault!” Josie slowly lifted her head. The desperate need for her father’s love? Gone. The hurt? Vanished. Her eyes were dead. Ice-cold. Looking at this pathetic, rehearsed family drama, a dark, twisted laugh bubbled up in Josie’s throat. Drama? Now? Seriously? They had no idea. In exactly three months, their perfect little world was going to burn. The Zombie Outbreak was coming. A third of the population would turn into brainless, rotting monsters. Plants and animals would mutate into apex predators.
Humans would plummet to the absolute bottom of the food chain. Survivors had a one-percent chance of awakening a superpower. In her past life, fate had played a sick joke on her. June awakened the ultra-rare Spatial Vault. Arthur got Super Strength. Sylvia got Super Speed. And Josie? She got jack sht. She was just a “Norm.” So her loving family traded her like livestock. They stole her mother’s inheritance, bought their way into a Safe Zone, and sold her to a low-level thug just to get better rations. To stay alive, she crawled through the dirt. She swallowed her pride. She fought in the underground arenas against mutants, turning her body into a literal weapon. She fought her way to the final round. Just one more win to earn her freedom. And then, the Undead King attacked. The last thing she remembered was his cold, gray hand crushing her heart, his deep, rumbling voice mocking her: “Wait… why are you so weak?” Josie took a slow, deep breath, letting the nightmare fade. She didn’t know why God had hit the rewind button. And she didn’t care. This time, she refused to be a victim.
She looked at the three pieces of trash standing in front of her. She was going to make them pay in blood. “Josie, what the hell is that look on your face?!” Arthur bellowed, shoving his finger against her nose. “Get on your knees and apologize right now! Or pack your bags and get out of my house!” Josie’s eyes darkened. Her hand shot out like a viper. She grabbed the finger pointing at her and yanked it backward. SNAP. “Agh! FCK! MY HAND!” Arthur dropped to his knees, howling in agony as his face turned a sickly purple. “If anyone is getting out, it’s you,” Josie sneered, her voice dropping to a deadly whisper. “My mother paid for this house. Her will left every cent to me. I own it.” “Josie, please!” June shrieked, her voice dripping with fake terror. “We’re family! If you hate me that much, fine! I’ll move out!” Sylvia started wailing like a banshee. “Oh, Lord! A daughter breaking her own father’s bones? You’ll rot in hell for this, Josie!” Arthur clutched his mangled hand, his ego taking over his pain. “Josie, I am warning you! Keep this up, and I will disown you right now!” In her past life, that threat would have crushed her.
She was desperate for a family. But now? Josie looked down at him with pure, unadulterated disgust. “Fine by me. Let’s cut ties.” She took a step forward, towering over him. “Get the hell out of my house.” “You… you little btch…” Arthur stammered, trembling with rage and fear. Sylvia realized Josie wasn’t backing down. She instantly changed her tune, her eyes darting nervously. “Okay, okay, let’s just calm down! Family shouldn’t fight over a few words. I’m not even hurt. Let’s drop it.” “You hear that? Your mother is being the bigger person!” Arthur barked, desperately taking the out she gave him. “This is your only warning!” The three of them scrambled out of the room like rats fleeing a sinking ship. Josie didn’t care. She didn’t have time for their pathetic games. Her mind was already racing. She needed a safe house, tactical weapons, and mountains of food. She had ten years of lethal combat experience, but her body right now was weak. Soft. She needed to forge it back into a weapon before the world ended. As for the Scum Trio? She couldn’t kill them yet. The police still existed. Going to jail would ruin her prep time.
Fine. I’ll let you breathe for three more months. But the second the apocalypse hits? You’re dead. Josie grabbed her keys and rushed out. She needed to scout the Northridge Iron Mine. It was the only impenetrable fortress she knew. SLAM. The moment the front door closed, June dropped her fake tears. Her eyes turned sharp and cold. “Dad, did you see her? What if someone is whispering in her ear, trying to turn her against us?” June grabbed his arm, her nails digging in. “What if she sells the house and takes all our money?” Arthur’s face went pale. He loved money more than his own life. “No way! Everything here is mine!” Arthur snarled, his eyes flashing with greed. “While that btch is out, we pack. We take everything valuable. I won’t leave a single cent for her!”