It spread around the world in 6 days.
Tourists & business travellers brought it back to
their own countries first, and there in new lands it spread. In
a desperate attempt to find a cure for the virus, a specialized
lab was set up in Kinshasa, South Africa, close to the original
outbreak. As the virus seemed to be spread through mammals, wild
animals were rounded up from the area to use as test subjects.
Amongst these was an old lion, captured whilst he
slept in the sun and caged with the other unfortunate creatures.
The scientists injected all of the animals with various virus
samples collected from the diseased so that various blood works
& vaccine attempts could be tested. One by one the animals died
and the humans became increasingly desperate as the virus spread.
Only the old lion lived through each injection, in fact the virus
seemed to have an opposite effect on him, and instead of withering
and dying, he slowly grew stronger, more canny, vigorous and hungry.
They tested his blood daily, becoming convinced
that the cure lay in him, but as they worked to discover the key,
the scientists themselves began to succumb to the virus. Little
accidents in the lab run by flawed human beings spread the virus
even there and they started dying, just like the animals, just
like humans all over the world. Under-manned, overworked, frightened
and exhausted, the dwindling scientists raced for the cure. Testing
the lion over and over again, and failing.
Finally one of the last of them hit on something
in his cross-cultures, and in his eagerness whilst hurriedly pulling
another sample from the lion he didn't take the time to ensure
the latch had fallen closed fully. The lions eyes missed nothing
however and in the shadows of his cage, his teeth gleamed softly,
like a ghost in the darkness. It was with tears of relief in his
eyes that the scientist sent the details of his successful results
to the lab headquarters, finally it was over, a cure! So many
would live... but not him.
The last thing he heard was the lion's hunting roar
behind him as it sprang, deafening thunder in the small laboratory.
And that was the way the man who saved humanity died. The noble
lion's story was not over however... he found his way out of the
compound and into the wild. No longer slowed by the ravages of
age, he was powerful and fast now, and had a taste for human flesh.
He fed well from local villages, not passing on the virus, but
seeming in the peoples eyes to embody its voracious appetite for
devouring humans, they began to call him Isimu Ukulunga (Natures
Justice) and worshipped him as a god born from mans arrogance
and abuse of the world.
Eventually the authorities called in professional
big game hunters from around the world to try and take out the
great lion, and they came from far and wide for the challenge
and the glory. But no matter how experienced or what methods they
used, the great lion hunted and ate them all with ease, leaving
scraps by the villages as if he wanted everyone to know how invincible
he was. Man was no longer the dominant creature on earth, the
lion was indeed King.
With his proud roar still echoing across the warm
savanna nights, he became our Leo and part of The Zombie Zodiac
The Leo Survivor
The Leo survivor will probably gravitate to either a group leader
position as they are confident, ambitious and extremely likeable.
Their generous natures make them very fair and they respect and
understand peoples differences. They have a zest for life and
warmth that will make them popular and dynamic leaders, if you
can win the loyalty of a Leo survivor, you'll have someone who
will always have your back, and be a great encouraging support
The Leo Zombie
The Leo zombie is likely to be the most aggressive, most dominant
one in a horde. Unhappy alone they will be agitated and restless,
even ignoring the living until they find more of their kind. You
can tell a Leo zombie if you see one standing alone in the street,
wailing melodramatically to the sky. They're also very vain, and
will keep themselves unusually clean for a zombie. In fact, they
can often be found standing in front of anything reflective, swaying
and moaning happily to themselves, as if admiring their reflection.