Friday, June 29, 2012

The Zombie Apocalypse

The Zombie Apocalypse
                It finally came, the Hanta virus evolved into the living dead virus and spread across the country. It started in USA first, spreading like wildfire within the highly populated cities then made it’s way through the country side.
Like the few remaining humans, the group searched tirelessly for other bands of the unaffected. Each of the four members was armed to the teeth with guns, clubs, hammers and swords, amongst other weapons.
They sat around the underground bunker that they just discovered yesterday. Feasting on canned goods and relaxing before the next wave of zombies found them. They savored this time, when they could just enjoy each other’s company and tell jokes and stories. But the horde of the undead found them. One of the crew of humans kept watch at night while the others slept. She could hear the moaning coming from the south.
“Hey, Axle, wake up. I hear something.” Said Mona.
“It’s probably just a skunk or something, let me sleep.” Said the huge man as he rolled over in his sleeping bag.
She poked him with her sheathed sword. “Oh crap, here they come.” Mona said as she whistled to wake up the others. She then bolted from the bunker with her drawn katana in hand. A horde of thirty zombies were at the other end of the field as she ran into the center of them, expertly swinging her steel. She cut off three heads with one swing and then crouched down. The zombies got closer and tried to scratch and bite her. But she created a force field surrounding her.
The rest of her companions ran out of the bunker holding their weapons. “Mona!” Screamed Blaze as he lugged his flame thrower. Axle was right behind him with his war hammer held in his massive hands. Snake was the last to leave as he set up his sniper rifle on a tripod.
The zombies piled on Mona. She then quickly stood up and blue energy left her body and pulsated out and into the zombies. Ten of them exploded, sending rotting flesh flying through the field. There were still seventeen remaining as Mona collapsed. A zombie opened his mouth to reveal crooked teeth and went to bite Mona’s neck. The end of a war hammer met the zombie right in his face sending him flying backwards four yards. Axle reached down and picked up Mona with one hand as he swung the war hammer.  The sound of broken bones, smashed skulls and shattered rib cages filled the air as Axle worked his magic. Blazed showed up and toasted five zombies with a jet of fire. After the melee there were six lumbering zombies left. From over by the bunker six shots rang out. Snake executed the remaining zombies with shots to the head.
“You gotta be more careful, you can’t take on thirty zombies all by yourself.” Axle said to Mona as he held her exhausted body.
“I wanted to set a personal record. I’ll see if I can beat it next time.” She says with a grin.    

Monday, June 11, 2012

The Madrol Empire Part Five

The Madrol Empire Part 5
                Neesus begins his day as he usually does with a quill in his dried fingers. This particular day he delves into the legend of Hercules. He was ordered, by Leeana, to re-write the story of the great strong man as Tailon, who is the reincarnation of Hercules. A very ridiculous assignment, thought Neesus, but he must please his requestors as they are the ones who handsomely fund his work, so he abides.
                Earlier in the week Leeana stopped by to receive the scroll of Tailon’s heroic exploits battling the barbarians written, of course, by Neesus. She made a second visit praising the historian’s skillful work, “our emperor was pleased.” She told Neesus. “You did a fine job, please continue. I have a new assignment for you. Tell the tale of Hercules, but instead of the famous legend, describe Tailon’s feats of strength. He is the modern day Hercules. Do you think you can do that?” Leeana asked him.
                “Of course, I’ll make it my highest priority.” Said Neesus with a wry smile.
                “Excellent.” Leeana said as she left the historian’s room.
                Neesus thought to himself once she left: “she really is an interesting woman. I would like to learn more about her. Something doesn’t quite seem right with her…” He continued his work, but quickly got bored. He decided now is the time to work on his research into the deaths of Marcus Madrol I and Alernus. Also he wished to research the attempted assassination of Marcus Madrol II. He stumbled upon the body of the assassin while making his way to Alernus’s quarters that horrible night some seventeen years ago. He assumed the dead man was after young Marcus Madrol II, because Alernus was not in his quarters. Who else was he sent to kill?
                There was a large puddle of blood surrounding the man with stab wounds throughout his body and a laser pistol in his hand. It appeared difficult to figure out what transpired here, but Neesus was an expert. He could tell it was self defense, but who killed the man? This was a perplexing question. Neesus immediately went for help, but seeing that Alernus was gone he went to find Marcus Madrol I or his wife Catherine. Marcus I was not in his quarters but his wife was. He told her that little Marcus was missing along with his servant Abe and there was a dead man in the hall outside of little Marcus’s room. Catherine was hysterical. She ran to his room but couldn’t believe he was gone. The castle guards were alerted, they searched the castle for the boy and his servant. They also noticed that a steel dragon was missing, but they were unable to track it.
                About that same time the guards found Marcus I dead with a laser wound to his head. Catherine was silent from that day forward. She couldn’t recover from the disappearance of her son and the death of her husband.
                Neesus reflected on that night while he tried to piece together the puzzle. He sat in his chair and looked around the room, as if the answer was written on the wall. In fact there wasn’t much on the walls at all. He was a man of few belongings. He didn’t need much. All he asked for were blank scrolls and plenty of ink, but he was quite wealthy. Before being hired by the Gaius’s he was just a common investigator, recording history in his free time. He swore he would never be an investigator anymore but the events that happened that night seventeen years ago were too intriguing. He vowed to solve the mysteries.     

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

The Madrol Empire Part Four

The Madrol Empire Part 4
                Leeana found herself in a swimming pool full of paper money: “I’m rich beyond my wildest dreams!” She stood up, currency tickled her skin as they fell. Then she realized: “I’m completely naked!” She ran through the courtyard trying to cover up as the landscapers laughed and pointed. A group of commoners also laughed. Leeana ran to the door to the castle and opened it. She looked up as a huge pile of money fell on top of her. She woke up.
                Still in bed Leeana called for her servant who came running over. “Yes malady.”
                “I just had a rather disturbing dream, bring to me the royal psychologist, hurry.” Leeana waited in bed as Dr. Harrington entered the room. “Hello malady, what seems to be the trouble?”
                “I dreamt I was swimming in a pool of money then when I got up I was completely naked surrounded by slack jawed gawkers. I tried to get into the castle but a wave of money came over me. Then, I awoke.” Leeana told the doctor as she trembled.
                “Nothing to be worried about, dreams of nude situations are common. Maybe you feel like you’re caught off guard, you’re exposed and everyone knows.” The doctor suggested.
                “Hmm, that doesn’t seem like me. Maybe there’s something more..” Leeana pondered.
                “Well, how about this, you feel ashamed about something, represented by your nakedness and you feel like you must seek revenge, represented by the paper money. Either that or someone will take revenge out on you.” Suggested the doctor. “Do you feel like that’s accurate, does that make sense?” Asked the doctor.
                “Um, no not entirely.” Said Leeana. She knew exactly what the doctor was talking about, but she wished to not reveal it. “You can leave now. Thank you doctor.”
                “But we can discuss it some more if you would like, maybe make some sense out of it.”
                “No, you’ve done enough, thank you.” Said Leeana.
                She watched as the doctor made it to the bedroom door, he looked back briefly then left. She thought to herself, hopefully he doesn’t put the pieces together. I’m so stupid, why did I go to him for help? I should have figured out what it meant on my own, I’m smart, I have an analytical mind. I should be safe but just in case….
                Leeana called for her private detective: “bring me Shaduk at once,” she said as she got out of bed. Her dress for the day was brought to her. She put it on and exited the bedroom to make herself comfortable in the office. She sat behind her desk as Shaduk knocked on the door.
                “Malady, you called for me?”
                “Yes, come in. I want you to keep an eye on Dr. Harrington. Follow him closely and report back to me immediately. I want to know everywhere he goes and with whom he converses. Make this your highest priority.”
                “Trail the psychologist? Are you sure you want me to do that? I feel as though you’ll be disappointed and, if I may say, quite bored with my report.” Said Shaduk.
                “You work for me, and this is what I want. Now go!” Leeana nearly shouted. The detective quickly left the office.