The Case Of The Memorial Day Zombie Ghost

Zombie GhostAll of us as at Mystic Investigations had off on Memorial Day.  Of course theoretically we’re never off duty since supernatural darkness never sleeps! Most of us went our separate ways but saw each other at the various festivities throughout the day in Woodland Springs, Colorado. This included the annual Memorial Day Parade in the morning.  I noticed an odd grey skinned man wearing a tattered World War II soldier’s uniform complete with green helmet.  He walking among the parade floats with a sinister look on his face.  Our Telekinetic Psychic Julia Hathaway found us, and said she felt chills up her spine when the mysterious man looked directly at her. She called his eyes soulless coals of death! The fair Demi-Mermaid Witch Rebecca Abernathy also said something wasn’t right about him.  Well besides the stale zombie looking skin.  We tried to find him but he disappeared into the crowd without a trace.

Later in the afternoon we attended a solemn service at the cemetery to honor the men, and women of the armed forces who had given their lives to defend our freedoms.  A special ceremony was held in front of the Mulroney Family Crypt.  The Mulroney’s were a moderately wealthy family who made their fortune in mining back in the late 1800’s. A long lived fortune that still allowed them to live as millionaires. The 76 year old Patriarch Wallace Mulroney was recently informed that his MIA Father’s remains were miraculously found in Germany.  Shockingly they were rather well preserved in a secret Nazi underground laboratory only discovered mere months ago.  There was a media cover up due to the secrecy of the experiments that were paranormal in nature.  Experiments dabbling in immortality.  Records indicate that the loyal Nazi scientists wanted to grant Adolph Hitler eternal rule over Germany, and the world.  They had a diabolical plan to not only make him immortal but also grant him the full range of psychokinetic powers all humans have in latent form within their junk DNA (Develop PSI Powers). That would have made him an unstoppable God! The world could have easily plunged perilously into tyrannical darkness!  Thankfully the war ended before their plans came to frightening fruition.

Wallace’s MIA Father, Lt. Gerald Mulroney, lied in a closed casket in front of the family crypt as a brief funeral service took place with members of the Armed Forces.  The photo on display of Gerald looked familiar but I couldn’t place where I had seen him before. The American flag draping the casket was removed, and folded by the soldiers on hand. Wallace was presented with it.  Then the casket was carried inside followed by family members as the doors creaked close.  The casket was to be opened for viewing only by them.  This was only possible due to the miraculously well preserved condition of the body. Those of us there started to walk away when we heard screams coming from the crypt.  We ran inside to find a deeply distressed family weeping over the casket being empty.  We introduced ourselves as the Mystic Investigation Team, and examined the casket.  There were claw marks on the inside, and the casket locks were bent.  Something not seen earlier due to flag draped over it.  We didn’t quite know how to tell them that whoever was in the coffin forced their way out.  So we said nothing.

We regrouped outside, and Julia said she had a vision when she touched the inside of the Spring Graveyardcasket.  She was pretty sure Gerald was the grey guy in the worn army combat uniform we saw at the parade.  I immediately realized it was the same guy in the picture once I looked past the living dead wrinkled skin.  We had some kind of walking dead creature on our hands, and I immediately contacted the other team members.  We were about to fan out when we heard panicked yelling in the distance at the Memorial Day Picnic which had just begun at the park down the trail.  We ran among the gravestones to the woodland trail.  Rebecca, a Demi-Mermaid Witch, reached the clearing to the park first since she can run the fastest.  Well not as fast as our vampire Drake Alexander but he couldn’t come out in the holy sunlight. What Rebecca saw was mass chaos as the grey skinned soldier chased people about while swinging his arms wildly, and making crazy guttural noises. As he targeted everyone he trashed picnic tables, benches, and everything else along the way!  Men, women, children, and even dogs were running away screaming in fear!  Actually the dogs made more of a yelping sound.

Once we all arrived at the park we could hear the zombie soldiers gravel voice scream,”You ungrateful brats!  I gave my life for you, and you’ve flushed America in the toilet with your lazy complacency!”  Rebecca raced to him, and stopped Gerald from picking up a woman, and tossing her several feet as he did with others who were lying on the grass in pain.  Rebecca punched him in his ashen face but he just stood there laughing manically.  He was about to grab her neck when we all tackled him to the ground.  He was fiercely strong as he growled like a mad man smelling like a rotted corpse.  At that moment my best guess was that he might be a sapient zombie otherwise known as a Zombie Ghost.  Something usually only seen when a ghost gains the power to re-enter their corpse, and self-resurrect.  However his strength was off the zombie charts when he hoisted all of us off him, and sent us flying in all directions.  He leaped to his feet snarling, gripping his hands into tight fists, and running about in an other worldly serpentine pattern.

People were scurrying to the parking lot attempting to leave but Gerald began smashing car engines, and windows along with ripping doors off their hinges.  As we approached him again he lifted a minivan, loaded with a family of five, over his head, and launched it toward a large oak tree.  The kids in the back were screeching in terror! If only Drake was here he could have caught it like a giant football.  Fortunately Rebecca, and Julia worked together to save them.  Rebecca mustered up all her Demi-Mermaid strength while Julia used her telekinesis to lighten the load on her. Gerald was enraged that we were interfering in his revenge filled rampage as he blamed everyone for what he saw as the sorry state of our nation.  He began picking up some boulders nearby, and launching them at us.  We dodged them as Rob Edmunds, our Ghost Buster, fired off his extremely expensive customized quantum particle disruption gun. Something normally used to destroy a ghosts foot hold in our reality.  It hit Gerald who was dazed for a bit but then he sped to Rob in a flash, and crushed the gun to smithereens. Certainly he was the fastest zombie ever! Gerald slapped Rob across the face knocking him out cold. I approached him, and lay some of my best Kung Fu, and Ninjutsu moves upon his living dead form. For my trouble I received a painful punch to the gut. Thankfully my martial arts training taught me to redirect kinetic energy, and spread it all about my body so blows wouldn’t be so destructive.  Sometime essential for a human battling the forces of supernatural darkness!

We all dove on top of the rage filled zombie again, and attempted to subdue him. A woman nearby was hysterically crying,”What the hell is going on here! This isn’t real!” amid Gerald’s destruction.  She was having some kind of surreal nervous break down as people lie bloodied, and injured.  A handful of people managed to speed away in their cars for dear life!  We fought to keep Gerald grounded as he roared,”I endured years of torturous experiments, and I come back to find this once great nation thrust in the dark shadows of damnation!”  I replied,”Yes Gerald it’s the unfortunate state of affairs but for the love of God would you just get a grip, and maybe we can discuss this!”  After that he just growled, and tried to bite me! One moment he was coherent, and intelligent while the next he was a wild supernatural animal!  Julia attempted to reach him psychically but his mind was a chaotic mess.  Rebecca couldn’t even get a moment to do a magic spell amid fighting this crazy corpse.

Suddenly a sewer grate flew away into the parking lot as Drake the vampire popped his head out motioning to us.  His hair began emitting unholy smoke that looked like white steam. This despite the tree’s filtering out the sunlight which is destructive to vampires.  We struggled to drag the kicking, and screaming sapient super zombie to the sewer hole.  Drake got hold of his uniform with one hand, and dragged him down into the dark stinky depths.  The entire parking lot shook as an epic fist fight took place below us. Howls, and roars bellowed forth from the sewer.  A minute later there was dead silence.  We looked down to see Drake climbing up a ladder. He said,”The zombie bit into me, and drank my blood.  A second later he was dust!”  Drake was careful not to drink Gerald’s blood just in case his origin was zombie in nature since zombie blood, or dead human blood, is poison to vampires.  Clearly vampire blood had a destructive effect on the pile of ashes strewn among a militarily uniform on the wet sewer floor. Now the only remains of Gerald.

Our friend Sheriff Blake Maverick got control of the crime scene.  He gave the usual story to the local media.  Mad man hopped up on PCP! LOL! Amazingly people usually believe it. We felt bad for the Mulroney Family, who thankfully didn’t realize their
relative was behind this Memorial Day mess.  So we had the Sheriff manufacture a story about a casket mix up at the airport.  We delivered a new coffin with a magical Glamour inside that looked like Gerald’s body.  Once sealed inside Gerald’s personal burial vault the Glamour would vanish.  Out of respect, and honor for the brave soldier Lt. Gerald Mulroney was we dressed the Glamour in his uniform, and placed most of the ashes in the casket.  We saved a small handful for supernatural study. We’re sure Gerald would have been happy to aid metaphysical science in it’s quest to protect humanity from the forces of darkness!

Our findings along with what our German paranormal investigations counterparts know of the Nazi lab, indicated that the scientists were tapping into the zombie virus to weed out the immortality element minus the rotting corpse of course.  Gerald was some kind of reanimated zombie corpse who maintained his faculties during some moments while turning into a rage filled monster at other times. Clearly there were paranormal biochemical fluctuations not perfected during the experiment. Evidence also indicated that Gerald died in such a horrific manner that he became a ghost who re-entered his dead body. This made him a Zombie Ghost although be it a very unique one.  Luckily he only bit Drake, and tossed everyone else around not even thinking of biting them.  He clearly didn’t have the zombies appetite for human flesh, or at least hadn’t developed it yet.  Gerald was locked away in a dormant state within some kind of stasis chamber since the 1940’s. We’re not sure of the exact reason why he only woke up on Memorial Day.  Perhaps the spirits of fallen soldiers in our extremely supernatural town awakened him. RIP Lieutenant Gerald Mulroney!

What Is A Zombie Ghost?

The Birth Of A Werezombie

WerezombieThere is no report in any known paranormal record of a creature known as a Werezombie. At least in the proper context. A Werezombie isn’t a Werewolf-Zombie Hybrid, aka a Zombiewolf but rather a human who transforms into a zombie either by some environmental stimulus, or at will. Unfortunately by accident we damned someone in to being a Werezombie!

We were having some remodeling done at Mystic Investigations headquarters, and one of the construction workers seemed to feel the need to bully the teen member of our team.  Zack Powers our bionic boy wonder, and Chief Technology Officer.  Clearly he was jealous that someone so young had such a sweet office job along with adults working under him.  He was also a bit drunk as indicated by his behavior, and the odor upon his breath.  Zack laughed it off at first but the man kept ragging on him since the construction was in his work area. We wish Zack would have said something before things escalated.  So apparently at some point Zack attempted to use the restroom, and the man physically blocked him along with a fair amount of taunting.  Zack pushed him back a bit not using too much of his bionic strength but then the drunk grabbed his arm forcefully in a fit of anger as he slapped him in the face.  Zack in turn got angry, and forgot himself striking the man in the chest at full force sending him straight through the rest room door, and then through the handicapped toilet stall door crashing into the tile walls causing them to crumble before landing beside the toilet.  The man was dead on impact!

Zack stood over his body in a panic checking for signs of life.  He then hit the Mystic Investigations panic alarm that sounded throughout the building along with red flashing lights going off everywhere.  The alarm means all non-essential personnel must leave the building.  Our smart phones gave the Executive Staff the exact location of the alarm being set off.  We all found Zack there in tears as he told us what happened.  We gathered around the deceased man lying next to the toilet while Zack had a panic attack, and ranted about how he would have to spend the rest of his life in jail.  We attempted to calm him down as we discussed what to do.  Our Cryptologist Dr. Ashley Abercrombie confirmed he was dead, and calling an ambulance wouldn’t help. He was ready for a Coroner, and the Mortician, with a burst heart, broken ribs, cracked spine, and massive head trauma!

Rebecca Abernathy our Demi-Mermaid White Witch asked us,”Is it worth one of us Toilet Stallpossibly dying, or some of us facing massive life altering repercussions by using magic to resurrect him?”  As selfish as it might sound we decided it wasn’t.  Especially considering what Zack told us about this guy!  Drake Alexander our resident vampire made it clear that becoming a vampire must be a choice on the persons part, and he would never want to bring such a person across into the eternal dark shadows.  Making someone a vampire is an eternal responsibility for a parent vampire.  Seth Morgan, a Werewolf, inquired if he could do anything.  However he couldn’t be of help in his human form, and it was doubtful if a Werewolf bite could resurrect a totally broken dead corpse. Zack himself has super healing nanobots coursing through his bloodstream that rapidly heal any injuries to his biological, and mechanical parts.  Unfortunately a plethora of tests over the last several years showed that they only work on Zack, and become dormant in any other subject including inanimate objects.  Ashley then ran back to her lab, and returned with what she called an experimental Immortality Elixir she had been working on.  It was based on her unique Demi-Zombie blood as she is the worlds only known living stable human-zombie hybrid.

Since we had nothing to lose she injected the man with the elixir.  We held our breath for a minute, and then assumed it wasn’t going to work.  We walked away as Zack cried profusely with Rebecca comforting him. Despite the man being a drunken bully Zack would never want to take anyone’s life.  All the sudden a blood curdling scream came from the toilet stall. We ran back, and the man was sitting up right breathing heavily.  Zack immediately let forth a joyous scream, and sigh of relief.  He helped the man up while apologizing to him repeatedly.  The guy was a bit dizzy but in good spirits.  Certainly no longer drunk as he apologized as well for his behavior.  He said he had been going through some rough times in his life, and was boozing it up lately.  He remarked how Zack sure knew how to throw one hell of a punch. He couldn’t believe he survived but all was forgiven as Ashley gave him a clean bill of health with all injuries healed. However she did indicate his heart beat was unusually slow.  She wanted him to stay for observation overnight but he said he really had to get home.

Drake made a funny look as he sniffed the air while the man walked past.  He then shook my hand as he was about to ascend the staircase to the lobby.  All the sudden his eyes had this blank stare as the iris, and pupils faded to an unholy gray color.  The guys face turned sickly pale, and his hands ice cold.  Within seconds he looked like a Zombie, and lurched forward growling taking a huge bite out of my shoulder! I screamed in pain as a chunk of my bloody flesh dangled from his mouth. Drake immediately grabbed him, and tossed him through a wall into an office.  He yelled,”I knew I smelled Zombie!”  The enraged zombie pounced off the ground attempting to attack Drake but he tackled him to the ground punching the zombie repeatedly in the face.  Of course it’s impossible to knock out a zombie so Drake finally stopped, and merely restrained him.  Rebecca, and Ashley treated my substantial wound while I feared I would become a zombie!

The zombie was locked way in a sub-basement cage we use to contain Werewolves on Full Moon nights while Ashley examined me in her lab.  I’ve never been sick a day in my life, and have always healed rapidly from wounds. Although Ashley could never find the reason why. However she did note I had the most perfect DNA sequences she ever seen in her entire career.  She said there was miraculously no zombie virus in my system despite testing the caged zombie to find he was the real contagious deal.  Rebecca used a little magic along with Ashley using some supernatural treatments to make the wound completely heal within a day.  Ashley apologized for all of this but I told her it wasn’t her fault.  We all knew this was an experiment, and the point was to resurrect him for Zack’s sake.

Caged ZombieOnce the zombie was placed in the cage, and left alone the surveillance camera’s showed him transform back to a man.  We all ran downstairs to find him completely coherent with no memory of what had happened. Seth then blurted out,”Hey he’s like some kind of a Werezombie, or something!”  Ashley then replied,”Yes Seth I think we just accidentally created the worlds first Werezombie!”  The man was angrily puzzled why he was locked away, and why we were talking about such crazy things.  We then showed him security video footage of his transformation, and he was beyond shocked while we informed him about the world of the supernatural being real.  He was angry that we had turned him into a freak of nature, and demanded we let him out of the cage but we couldn’t for the safety of society.  He refused to make a phone call telling his employer, and friends that he decided to go on an impromptu vacation.  Drake used his vampire hypnosis to compel him to do so.  We couldn’t have people report him missing, and then have it trace back to us.

We then began testing him to find out what makes a Werezombie tick.  The primary stimulus that transforms him is the scent of full humans, and touching them as well.  Ashley designed nostril filters to block his his olfactory receptors from picking up human scents. He also needs to wear full clothing, and gloves if he’s to have physical contact with people. In the meantime Ashley is working on a special skin lotion he might wear in order to not look so odd being totally covered up when Summer comes around. Tasting humans is also a factor as witnessed when our telekinetic psychic Julia Hathaway kissed him on the lips for the sake of science.  He immediately transformed but once de-transformed again he wasn’t so angry anymore now that he had a crush on Julia.  Rebecca duplicated the experiment, and he transformed again. This despite the fact she is only half human so that means intimate contact with even supernatural beings of some human lineage could cause him to Zombie out.

Everyone worked with him for the greater part of a week to accept his fate, and perhaps live for the hope that he could control his transformations, and even maintain his human persona in zombie form so he could be a living dead superhero.  This is why we brought in some good folks from our local Comanche tribe.  They are werewolves who can control their transformations, and are completely coherent in wolf form. They’ve been working with Seth since he became a Werewolf, and he’s seen some excellent progress.  Now the man who shall remain nameless, to protect his identity, is excited about the prospect of being a superhero with enhanced strength, speed, agility, and senses.  Each time he transforms into a fresh zombie with minimal rotting so he’s not staggering around like a rigid geriatric.  Ashley also thinks he could be immortal since each transformation repairs his human form completely.  In fact he remarked how young he looked after his first transformation.  Zombies would be immortal creatures if they didn’t decay like a corpse.

Julia also discovered that his soul disconnects from his body when he transforms into a mindless zombie. Then amazingly reconnects again.  After hypnotizing him he found he had memories of being in the astral dream plane while in zombie form.  He reported that no corridor of light presented itself to him.  Instead he was tugged back into his body abruptly.  This fits with the fact that Zombies have no soul, and are merely automated bodies out for human flesh to fuel the zombie virus.  Speaking of which it seems the virus is latent while he’s in human form so there’s no danger of turning someone into a zombie as long as he doesn’t transform.  Of course that can happen within seconds!

We plan to release him tomorrow in the care of the Comanche Werewolf tribe as they work further to rehabilitate him so he can co-exist among humans. His Boss agreed to let him have 6 months off with the promise of his construction job waiting for him thanks to my intervention…and agreeing to pay double for the remodeling project!  We also are paying for his living expenses over the next year since it’s the least we can do. At present we’re allowing him to walk around our headquarters with an implanted tracking microchip.  He agreed it’s the right thing to do for the safety of everyone if he should ever transform, and escape. So far being fully clothed, and wearing the nostril filters is working.  Although he seems saddened he can’t kiss Julia again….for now! 😉

Halloween Haunted House Of Vampire Horror

Haunted House Of Hellish HorrorsWe here at Mystic Investigations have dealt with many forms of dark creatures over these 13 Nights Of Halloween. On the eve of Halloween Drake Alexander’s vampire mother, Duanna Sargon, flew in from Turkey where she resides in a posh palace fit for Sumerian royalty displaced from Iraq due to war. She had previously planned to visit Drake, and all of us for Halloween but she had news of a potential threat. Previously a friend of Drake’s had a vision about a mysterious vampire escaping from a dark place underground into a cold environment where Eskimos were afoot. It became clear that this individual was most likely a third generation vampire named Meistiensos who originated from the lost Continent of Atlantis. He is the vampire who sired Duanna over 4000 years ago, and there came a time when his overbearing obsessive ways led her, and her vampire siblings to over power him as one so that he could be sealed in a crypt deep underground. It was a burial chamber located underneath the Sahara Desert along the Red Sea in Egypt. Duanna recently traveled to the crypt, and discovered he was gone. He had been imprisoned via powerful Egyptian religious symbols, and artifacts. We later pieced together various evidence to gleam a picture of what happened to him. Apparently an archeological dig released him after 3000 years of being entombed, and his sarcophagus was relocated to a United States military research base in Northern Alaska. There he escaped into the snows on the cusp of a modern world full of wonders he could have never imagined. However it might not have been totally foreign to him since Atlantis had some amazing technology that was lost in the cold waters of Atlantic history. A number of fine soldiers met their maker at the secret base, and were found drained of blood. A government informant alerted us to this fact, and naturally it was never reported to the media.

Meistiensos was never completely evil. He had been a simple farmer who was ill equipped to handle the demonic DNA all vampires possess. His personality began to warp as his power grew, and he became sadistic in nature along with having delusions of grandeur. As a third generation vampire of advanced age he has psychic powers, including telekinesis which allows him to fly. Despite this he stole a jet from the base, and most likely utilized his telekinetic powers to guide it until it crashed in a remote area of Washington State. Before our fateful meeting with this dark vampire hell bent on revenge for his centuries of forced mummification we got a report of him in Seattle,Washington. Apparently two prostitutes at a truck stop were drained of their blood about a week ago. He also beat the hell out of six truck drivers who ran to the ladies defense. Actually he merely flicked them aside with his finger. A group of paranormal investigators had been tracking a new vampire in town, and happened upon the scene as he completed his dark deed, and headed for the diner. He was in the process of hypnotizing dozens of people when the investigators managed to drive him off. Government agents showed up on the scene to cover up the entire incident. Witnesses say that Meistiensos apologized for what he was about to do but he needed his strength to meet his children, and grandchildren. Especially his most beloved one Enheduanna, aka Duanna. He indicated that he had over 3000 years of hunger to quell. Luckily the brave paranormal investigators of Seattle managed to stop him, and he fled as government agents showed up. These agents have been hunting him since his escape in Alaska. Clearly he had not enough blood yet to regain his strength since he’s never been one to flee a fight. Obviously he had not yet required his power to fly among the clouds of the deep dark night.

On the night of the notorious Blood Moon a report out of Cheyenne, Wyoming indicated even more blood lust as an entire biker gang was found slaughtered in the outskirts of the city. Clearly his psychic powers were leading him to our location in Woodland Springs where his symbolic daughter Duanna, and grandson Drake would be. Unfortunately we were in the thick of Halloween havoc taking on all manner of beasts including rogue vampires, werewolves, zombies, and more! We could only keep a watchful eye out as we were already prepared to take on everything known to the paranormal investigation profession. We also overlooked a message on our forum that was from him. At about 7 PM on Halloween Eve Drake, myself, and Rebecca greeted Duanna at the airport. We had some champagne from her personal winery for a while on her private jet as we got reacquainted with the strikingly beautiful vampire of middle eastern descent who had shoulder length raven hair, and dark blue eyes. Then she came with us out into the field to help us take on the raging monstrous mayhem that was ramping up as the Halloween Witching Hour approached. Duanna really lightened our work load with her amazing strength, speed, agility, telekinetic powers, and wealth of knowledge. We soon became aware of a vampire uprising, and headed to the location where these vicious villains were converging.

At Midnight most of our team entered an old dilapidated mansion on the edge of the Mystical Forest. However Zack Powers, our teen bionic boy wonder, and Elizabeth Weatherly, an investigator, hid in the foliage as look outs with walkie talkies in hand. Apparently a gang of vampires was converging under the command of the notorious Wraith whose a powerful fifth generation Scottish vampire known to be the black sheep of vampire royalty. They have a price on his head due to his wish to start a vampire apocalypse which would be similar to a zombie apocalypse. His dream is to turn a good portion of the global human populace into vampires who would then enslave the rest for the purposes of being a food supply. The Mystical Forest is one of a handful of major paranormal energy centers on Earth, and it seemed Wraith had enlisted a powerful Dark Witch, named Belladonna, to marshal that power on the most evil of days Halloween. Evidence also indicated that he had Werewolves, and Zombies under his command via Belladonnna’s dark potions, and spells. We hoped to catch these filthy fiends off guard as we cautiously, and quietly entered this house which was haunted as well. As we walked down the creaky wood corridors transparent apparitions flew past us along with rushes of cold wind coming out of nowhere. There was a smell of sulfur among the eerie sounds of other worldly howling. Our Phantasmologist, Rob Edmunds, took the lead as me (Xavier Remington Mystic Investigations President), Rebecca Abernathy(White Witch), Hunter Jackson(Ex-Navy Seal), Julia Hathaway(Psychic With Telekinetic Powers), and Ashley Abercrombie(Cryptozoologist) followed while Drake, and Duanna brought up the rear.

Suddenly we came to a dead halt as a female ghost dripping in ectoplasmic blood declared in a bone chilling voice,”You will all die tonight. I just did.” She then let loose a blood curdling scream, and blasted through all of us causing us to massively shiver. However the ghost stopped short of Drake, and Duanna when Duanna demanded,”Don’t you dare flow through us dear!” The ghost then popped into a mist, and disappeared. Rob’s Fluke Thermal Imager tracked the previous trail of the ghost while Julia honed in on her psychic energy signature. It led us to steps that went down into a basement. We all carefully headed down the rickety staircase, and entered the damp moldy smelling basement which was dimly lit by moonlight fluttering in the slender windows. Large spiders could be seen on webs over the windows as the squeaks of rats could be heard along with their little feet scurrying about the floor. Only Drake, and Duanna seemed to not be phased by the rodents. Rebecca had enough, and began sprinkling some type of power from her magical herbal satchel. It seemed to cause the rats to scatter away into the darkness. Julia began examining a round blood stained slab of circular concrete on the floor. Drake kicked it away, and I shone a flashlight down to reveal a ladder going down a deep dark hole. Drake, and Duanna entered first, and the rest of us climbed into the sub-basement after them. We entered what appeared to be a system of concrete corridors with flaming torches on the walls every so often. We now knew we were close to finding Wraith, and his gang especially when we heard unholy snarls in back of us.

Me, and Rebecca stood inches away from two brown furry Werewolves whose mouths were dripping with saliva as their eyes glowed green. The emerald color indicated that they were under magical control. At that moment they lunged at us. Before Rebecca could let loose a powerful spell of witchcraft I pulled my gun out and fired a silver bullet in the head of one as Hunter did the same to the other. There was no time to use humane countermeasures in this situation. The two monstrous beast reverted to human form as we had a moment of silence for the loss of life. Drake, and Duanna suddenly felt someone biting their shoulders. It was two zombie whose teeth had just broken on the dense super structure of the two vampires. The dynamic vampire due then proceeded to snap both of the walking corpses necks, and they collapsed on the floor. Duanna quipped,”This Wraith character needs to be taught a lesson in the proper decorum when greeting guests.” We crept further down the long winding corridor of flame lit shadows ready for anything.

Meanwhile outside the haunted house a large man with long blond hair dressed almost like a Roman gladiator along with donning a long brown cape walked toward the house with 25 men behind them. It was in fact Wraith, and some of his vampire minions. Once the small army was inside the house Zack got on the walkie talkie to warn us but was promptly cut off by none other than Meistiensos who came up behind him. He then crushed the walkie talkie in Zack’s hand as he bit into his neck. Within a few seconds the vampire spat out the blood, and screamed with anger over what he called a vile brew. What he was tasting was the cellular, and mechanical repairing nanobots that are infused within Zack’s blood. Despite Zack using full bionic power he couldn’t escape Meistiensos grip. Meistiensos then menacingly said,”What manner of beast are you boy? Your blood is like nothing I’ve tasted, and you’re too strong to be human. Perhaps a magician? Let us see how you perform without your arms child!” He then ripped off Zack’s arms at the shoulder causing Zack to scream in agony. Despite being bionic the arms are still connected to his flesh. He collapsed to the ground as Meistiensos began laughing maniacally picking up one of the arms dripping with blood, and a glowing blue bio-mechanical lubricant. He then jovially announced,”Why you’re nothing but automaton! We had such abominations on Atlantis.”  Clearly the mass infusion of blood near the Blood Moon, and on Halloween along with not drinking for thousands of years finally caused this guy to snap.  Elizabeth leaped from the brush, and lunged at him with a hickory stake. His super reflexes caught it just short of his heart, and he pulled her to him. He then declared,”Ah yes what a lovely lady you are. Would you care to join my family?” She replied,”I’d rather die.” Meistiensos retorted,”Oh you will die tonight my dear. It’s up to you whether you sink into Hades or rise into the moonlight of everlasting living death!” He then sunk into her neck to partake of her blood.

We had heard Zack yell,”He’s here!” before he cut out, and Julia suddenly felt the danger, and the eventual pain Zack was in. The only person who could get to him the quickest through concrete was Rebecca, and her Mystic Sphere shield of levitating energy. She cried out,’Mystic Sphere!” as Drake, and Duanna hopped aboard for she sensed her pseudo-father Meistiensos was near. The pink transparent sphere of magical energy crashed through the concrete ceiling causing the basement floor to collapse over a large area just as Wraith’s gang was heading for the sub-basement entrance. They all fell in right in front of us while a group of four zombies, and two Werewolves moved in behind us. The pink energy orb proceeded to crash through the ceiling of the basement into the house, and then out the front wall causing wood to explode everywhere. Meistiensos looked shocked for a bit at he dropped the passed out Elizabeth to the ground. He then smiled as the sphere dissipated, and the trio stood before him. Meistiensos then said,”Oh my dear daughter Duanna we’re finally together. I forgive you for what you did to me. I understand you wanted to be free. Now that you have had your millennia of merriment it’s time to come home, and gather your siblings.” Rebecca ran past him cautiously as he said,”Yes witch tend to your mechanical boy but leave the girl she’s mine!” Duanna strolled toward him and replied,”Neither I nor my siblings shall be under your dominion ever again Meistiensos!” He then shot back,”Come now Duanna don’t be that way, and I must insist you call me Father!” Drake interjected,”You heard her! It’s time to back off, and get a life!” Meistiensos replied,”You must be my grandson Drake. I’ll expect more manners when you’re residing in my palace!” Drake laughed, and said,”Not bloody likely! I think it’s time you re-enter your eternal slumber deep underground you son of a bitch!” Meistiensos then snarled showing his fangs, and red glowing eyes,”You insolent brat! It’s time you were taught some manners!” The two men shot toward each other at super speed but he grabbed Drake’s neck, and snapped it instantly while sending him flying through an unbroken wall of the house. He then glared at Duanna,”You really do need to discipline your children better. That vulgar beast needs to be tamed!” Duanna replied,”I’m proud of him, and all that he’s accomplished. You’re the stain on my existence. Be gone from my life forever!” He then darted at her looking like a blur of light grabbing her in his arms, and exclaimed,”You’ll never be free of me! You will serve me with love for all the rest of your days with a smile on your face!” Meistiensos then kissed her but she pulled her head away and bit his nose off while simultaneously punching him several yards causing him to crash through three large pine trees. Duanna then spit the bloody proboscis on to the grass, and ran into the house to see if Drake was alright. Rebecca found both Zack, and Elizabeth unconscious and put Zacks dismembered arms on his chest, and pulled Elizabeth close to them as she reformed the Mystic Sphere around them, and flew away over the tree line. She used her walkie talkie to tell me that she was taking them back to headquarters for special treatment. Clearly she couldn’t take them to a hospital due to the supernatural nature of their injuries.

Back in the sub-basement the vampires popped up from the rubble infested floor in front of us. Wraith drew his sword, and his 25 loyal followers did the same. Clearly these vampires were old school. Wraith then said,”Silly humans you shall join us for a grand feast tonight. My witch will cook you up so sweet.” They all started chuckling heartily to the point of producing a deep echo which happens when vampires really get into laughing it up. I then replied,”I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage. I don’t have a sword with me. Any chance you could lend me one?” They laughed again, and Wraith motioned for one of his men to throw his sword to me. He then said,”Yes lets see what the weak human can do.” I then engaged him in mortal combat as our blades of steel clashed creating unprecedented sparks. I could see cracks forming in my sword. Clearly he was wielding some mystic weapon which actually looked like it was made of shining silver which under normal circumstances couldn’t stand up to a real steel sword. The sword also had a black crystal embedded in the middle of the cross guard. I was a fair swordsman since it was apart of my martial arts training. However I was going up against a man clearly born into a world where sword use was common, and he’s had hundreds of years of practice. Still I held my own as the other vampires flooded past us to attack my team.

Hunter Jackson slipped his military issued machine gun off his shoulder, and I led Wraith down a side corridor because I knew what was about to happen. Hunter let loose a volley of automatic silver bullet fire. Silver to the heart is an instant kill for a vampire while being shot anywhere else merely weakens them but they will get sick, and die eventually. These vampires had armor, moved super fast, and were even deflecting some of the bullets with their swords. However it was at least slowing them down while Julia held the two Werewolves at bay with her telekinetic powers but her nose began to bleed fighting their immense power. Rob Edmunds fired his ghost busting quantum particle disruption gun at two of the zombies which stopped them from progressing forward further. The one million dollar one of a kind weapon is designed to temporarily interrupt the foot hold of something reaching out of the fifth dimension such as malicious ghosts, poltergeists, and other non-corporeal entities who appear to us via photon emission. Unfortunately the weapon is not powerful enough to do more than daze a physical being. However it probably was speeding up the normal rotting process of the zombie body.  Ashley being half zombie is usually ignored by zombies, and is also immune to the zombie virus. She produced a machete, and went to town on the other two zombies. While Robs energy weapon died he quickly produced his old school rock salt gun shooting the two zombies in the head. It only knocked them down but Ashley beheaded them as she did with the other two. Hunter, and everyone else was about to be overrun by the vampires so he yelled,”Incoming!” He then tossed the gun aside as it was nearly out of ammo, and picked up a sword from a dead vampire on the floor near him. Rob quickly took out his hand gun loaded with silver bullets, and finished off the two Werewolves releasing the exhausted Julia from holding them off. The team then took on the hoard of angry blood thirsty sword brandishing vampires.

Duanna found Drake starting to wake up as his neck cracked back into place. He was still groggy as Duanna bit into her wrist to feed Drake her blood which would aid in his already rapid healing. Suddenly from a foggy mist Meistiensos walks through the smashed wall looking good as new. He gleefully announced,”Oh how I miss our play together my sweet daughter.” Drake sprung up and stood by Duanna to face the seemingly invincible menace. Drake placed some leather gloves on as he gave his vampire grandfather a steel gaze which was returned in kind. This time around Duanna delved into her telekinetic vampire powers and began applying pressure to his dark heart in the hopes of bursting it. He gripped his chest as Drake ran at him and grabbed Meistiensos in a choke hold from behind while whispering in his ear,”Like I said before it’s time for you to go back to sleep Grandpa!” Drake then pulled out a solid silver stake blessed by Father Tom Davis, and attempted to dive it into the ancient vampires heart while simultaneously biting into his shoulder. Drake drank of Meistiensos blood to give him more power as Meistiensos held the stake away with one hand, and covered his heart with the other. Meistiensos then roared with an extreme anger as his eyes fired up a sinister shade of crimson. He then head butted Drake with the back of his head, and swung his arm around sending the silver stake into Drake’s chest. He then waved his arm sending Duanna crashing through two walls with his own telekinetic powers.

Meistiensos looked down at Drake lying on the ground as he smiled, and with some remorse said,”I’m sorry my son I really wanted you to be apart of our eternal family but now you shall be nothing but dust in the wind. Hmmm why does that sound familiar? Perhaps a song I heard at that music shop in Idaho.” Gray smoke began to rise from Drakes body as he declared,”I swear I will haunt you straight to hell, and back you bastard!” Unholy flames of a violet color began erupting on Drake as his clothes began to burn away. Meistiensos replied,”I pity you. Me, and Duanna shall miss you.” At that moment the flames froze along with the wind, and rustling of the leaves that could be previously heard outside. He appeared perplexed, and then swung around when Duanna said,”Your opinion of me must be rather abysmal if you believe that to be my entire repertoire.” Meistiensos asked,”What is this black magic you’re wielding?” She replied,”It’s not magic. It’s nature. As you know I was the High Priestess of the Moon God Nanna until you said it was not right for a vampire to worship Gods of any sort. Once you were gone I found my way back to Nanna who was dormant due to lack of worship. I was able to resurrect her as a lunar Goddess.  It indeed took some major magic to power her up but she is here to reward me for my loyalty. Greet my Goddess with the respect she deserves.” A beautiful woman with white hair wearing a low cut flowing white, and silver gown radiating Moonlight throughout her body. and eyes that appear to be silver with a slight glow stood before them as Duanna bowed down. The mysteriously alluring woman then declared,”I am the Goddess Nanna, and you have committed deep transgressions against my children. For this you shall pay with your life!” Meistiensos sneered at her, and responded,”You’re children? They’re my children you filthy Goddess of nothing! You have no power over me! Go back to the dark void from which you came because nobody worships you anymore you ancient abomination!” He then lunges at super speed toward her, and grips her in an attempt to plunge through her godly flesh, and partake of her blood. The blood of Gods can permanently turn a vampire into a God. Despite his apparent disgust for Gods he seemed to have no problem with becoming one. Luckily he was stopped short because Gods, and Goddesses in physical form are far more powerful than even first generation vampires. She then hugged him with an almost maniacal smile on her serene face as beams of silvery Moonlight burst forth from her eyes into his causing him to scream in agony. Despite vampire, werewolves, and other nocturnal paranormal creatures embracing the Moonlight it’s still filtered sunlight made impure by the Earth’s atmosphere. Pure Moonlight has the same properties as silver so a vampire would have issues if they were to be bathed in Moonlight in a space ship even out of the suns direct glare. The Goddess Nanna was radiating forth pure silver moonlight, and it was melting Meistiensos, and it looked like the fight was finally over.

Unfortunately the minute he spotted the Goddess he psychically called for the dark witch Belladonna who was in sub-basement chamber prepearing for a dark devilish Halloween ceremony. She teleported herself upstairs, and tossed a vile of holy water, and vervain onto the still kneeling Duanna’s head causing her to scream in agony as white smoke rose form her. Belladonna then called upon dark Archdemon forces since they are a match for Goddesses. She then channeled that power, and a ray of hell fire shot forth from her hands hitting the Goddess causing her levitate into the air trapped in a fire ring. Belladonna then happily declared,”I caught me a Goddess! Oh the plans I have for you sweetheart!” while her eyes were lit orange with mini flames since she was in a way semi-possessed by an Arch-demon due to exerting their power in this way. Meistiensos lie on the floor blinded, and in pain as he rapidly began to heal. The Goddess Nanna strained against the hell fire while desperately fighting to keep time frozen so Drake wouldn’t deteriorate any further. The weakened Duanna lie on the floor praying to Nanna to save Drake. In order to do that Nanna would have to give up her physical form, and risk going back into a dark inter-dimensional void where Gods go who aren’t readily worshiped. That is why many Gods take a physical form before that happens. That is if they know when their time is up. It had took a great meeting of covens to conjure up Nanna to walk among us. Nanna had Duanna to thank for her come back, and Goddesses are deeply touched by worship especially from someone who was faithful for thousands of years like Duanna. She decided to sacrifice herself, and shot a ray of white healing light upon Drake. The silver dagger in his heart melted into a stream of sparkling metallic light that was absorbed by Nanna, and his wounded heart healed as the flames extinguished, and the smoke ceased. His clothes had been burned up but a shimmering white silver robe of light formed around him. The Goddess began to lose corporeal form as Belladonna screamed,”No you stupid bitch! You’re not supposed to use up all your power! I want my Goddess in a cage dammit!” Belladonna actually tried to save her by reciting a demonic spell but Duanna realized it would taint her, and she rammed into the dark witch crashing through a wall which was the last straw for that run down house. The ceiling collapsed bringing the second floor down on everyone inside.

Back in the bowels of the sub-basement I was still engaged in a sword fight with Wraith. His unusually powerful sword, and his own super strength finally cut my sword in half. I then used my skill in Kung Fu, and Ninjitsu to knock the sword from his hand. It was now hand to hand combat. Despite my extensive skills holding up to his the battle didn’t last long as he was at least as strong, and speedy as Drake. Think of a martial artist going up against Superman, and you’ll get some idea of how this was going to end from the start. I’d never been in a position where a vampire was able to feed off me but he sunk his teeth into my neck only to stop a few seconds later spitting it out. He shoved me to the ground, and said,”What the hell are you? That is not like any blood I’ve ever tasted in all my hundreds of years!” I’m still not sure what the issue is with my blood. He staggered back a bit as if weakened. That’s when I pulled out my silver dagger, and attempted to lunge it into his heart. He held it away with a look of fear in his yellow glowing eyes while exclaiming,”I’ll not be killed by the likes of you! I only die at the hands of a fellow vampire!” That’s when two vampires came from behind, and clocked me in the head knocking me out. When I awoke I found myself, and the rest of team I had left in the corridor tied to a concrete slab in front of some Satanic alter with Wraith, and the vampires standing around us. They all smirked in a sinister manner as Wraith proudly told us we would be sacrificed to the Dark Lord. Wraith then yelled,”Where is that damn witch! Lets get on with this!” One of his minions replied,”She went outside to help Meistiensos.” Wraith commanded,”The two of you get out there, and see what’s going on! I’ll start the damn ceremony without them! I’ll get my vampire apocalypse one way or another!”

The Goddess Nanna would have been able to save Drake, and keep her physical form but she was fighting off a demonic force while doing it which was too much of a power drain for an ancient Sumerian Goddess barely anyone worships anymore. Gods deprive their power from those who believe in them, and worship at their supernatural feet. Meistiensos crawled through the ruble toward her in the hopes of drinking her blood, and becoming a Moon God. The Goddess lie unconscious still in physical form but in a state of quantum level flux. He was upon her, and just as he was about to plunge his teeth into her porcelain skin Drake pokes through some wood shards with his eyes glowing blue struggling to keep him away from her. Meistiensos then quietly says,”You really are becoming quite a nuisance! Once I’m a God I’m going to wipe you, and everyone you know off the face of this Earth!”

At the same time outside Belladonna shoots off rounds of deadly demonic energy which Duanna gracefully deflects because she had bitten into her when they crashed through the wall. Duanna had drank the blood of the witch, and now had her powers. Naturally demonic energy had no problem with flowing through a vampire vessel which is made of demonic DNA. Both women exchanged hell fire blasts from the same demonic source as the trees of the forest began to light ablaze with the very stuff that hell is made off. This abomination alerted the Goddess Gaia, aka the very soul of the Earth itself. It has been theorized that Gaia has suffered greatly from humankind’s plundering of the planet. Despite enough people still worshiping her she took physical form to get away from it all but suffered a trauma that induced amnesia. However she still is connected to the planet, and will cause natural disasters without knowing it or partake of Godly missions in astral form while dreaming. Upon waking up she still remembers nothing. At least this is what some psychics have said. The Goddess Gaia extinguished the unholy flames of hell that have no place upon her sacred body. She then appeared in astral form before the battling women. She wore a light blue gown strewn with various vines, and flowers including a crown of golden laurel on her flowing blond hair as her eyes glowed green.  Gaia didn’t discern between the two wielding the weapons of hell, and opened up the Earth swallowing both Duanna, and Belladonnna whole. She then flew the rubble of the house aside, and tossed both vampires aside with powerful focused winds. An energy beam then shot from her into Nanna restoring her stable physical form. She immediately arose with a smile thanking Gaia who promptly disappeared, and awoke in her home thinking she was human, and not having a clue who she really was. Nanna spotted Meistiensos standing nearby and began shooting her silver daggers of light toward him but he instead used his telekinetic powers to fly away into the sky in a panic. She was about to chase after him but Drake begged her save Duanna who had been swallowed by the Earth. Nanna in fact knew that both women had been thrust into the deepest bowels of the Underworld which can be a dangerous place for even a powerful witch, and vampire since this is the land of Hell outcasts. A purgatory of sorts where the evil inhabitants hate the beings of Earth, and the demons of Hell who reject them. Nanna reached down with her Moon beams, and pulled Duanna back up onto the surface next to Drake. She however left Belladonna to face a most hellish fate. Both Duanna, and Drake thanked her. Duanna bowed on her knees while Drake started to shake her hand. Duanna however reached up, and grabbed his hand pulling him to his knees. He was never one to bow to anyone but he supposed he could make an exception for a real life Goddess who saved his life. Nanna brushed her hand over their heads, and said,”I bless thee as my children, and faithful servants. Any sins committed as humans, or vampires are dissolved in the light of my sacred Moon.” Generally such blessings are repellant to vampires except when coming from a God themselves.

Duanna and Drake began to sense the others were in danger now that their immediate brush with death was over. At that moment Rebecca flew down from the Heavens in her pink Mystic Sphere which landed right next to the Goddess. She frantically conveyed that she felt her boyfriend Xavier, yeah that’s me, was in deep trouble but stopped to ask who the mildly glowing lady was next to her. Duanna introduced her, and Rebecca was honored to finally meet a real life Goddess after her years of practicing witchcraft, and calling upon Goddesses for power. The intro was brief as two vampires came out of the house. They were dispatched instantly by Drake, and Duanna. Nanna then promptly teleported everyone into the main chamber of the sub-basement where me, and my friends were about to be sacrificed on a demonic alter. Wraith had his mystic sword over us. A sword Julia had finally noticed while lying there, and seconds earlier she whispered to me that it looked familiar. Wraith looked at the recently teleported, and asked,”What do we have here? More sacrifices?” He motioned to his minions, and ordered them to be placed on the slab. He also motioned for the silver cage nearby to release the last of his Werewolf slaves. Four of them roared out among the vampires but their eyes were not glowing green. They were no longer under the power of Belladonna because she was now disconnected from them in the dark dangerous caverns of the Underworld. The Werewolves began attacking anything that moved. The first thing in their path was the vampires. The hairy horrors turned out to be only nuisances to the vampires but they kept darting around taking random bites of them making it hard for anyone to fight. Nanna finally shot her Moon beams into them, and they returned to human form. Drake, Duanna, and Rebecca quickly moved in to take on the vampires, and save all of us.

Nanna leaned against a wall as she had drained her special Godly powers but she regained her composure, and still had the super strength of a Goddess. She entered the fray tossing vampires about while Drake, and Duanna engaged in martial arts with them. Drake held a hickory stake in one hand while punching with the other. Duanna merely plunged her fist into the attackers, and pulled their hearts out crushing them in her hands. Nanna was not used to bloody violence but after witnessing Duanna she also went for the direct path to the dark vampire heart. Her hand entered through their flesh as easy as a human punching through thin paper.  Rebecca had called upon the Goddess of Daylight Hemera via a powerful spell previously created with her coven. She recited an incantation,”Goddess Hemera hear the plea of me, and my sisters. I call unto thee to let your light shine through my humble vessel. Let loose your holy rays like a noose for this lowly evil!” From her hands shot beams of focused sunlight which she targeted upon their necks causing bloody beheadings. This quartet of vampire slayers was causing the vile vamps to light up like Roman Candles, and turn to ash. Wraith looked worried, and began his own incantations as he was about to plunge his sword into me. However Drake appeared just then, and grabbed the sword by the blade. To Wraith’s shock he yanked it away without being cut, and wielded the sword in his hand causing the black crystal to glow when it hadn’t before. Wraith then nervously uttered,”That’s impossible! I’m the chosen one! I’m the only one who can use the sword, and yet it’s crystal emits the unholy light of darkness for you.  Why have you forsaken me Dark Lord?” Drake then laughed as he replied,”Sucks to be you!”,and impaled him in the heart. Instead of turning into flames right away an odd red energy circulated about Wraith, and then transferred through the sword, and went into Drake. Whatever it was Drake seemed fine, and Wraith burned to ash as he screamed like an old woman in agony.  A pathetic ending for a fool full of delusional grandeur that never had a hope in hell of coming to fruition.

At that point all our enemies had been vanquished as Drake, and Rebecca released us from the table. I then declared,”Damn that was another close one huh folks?” We all started laughing as Drake walked ahead with his new toy in one hand, and his other arm over Duanna’s shoulder while she held the hand of Nanna. Naturally Nanna had extended it first.  Drake then said,”The first round of drinks are on me!” We exited the sub-basement through an alternate tunnel Belladonna had used, and took one look at the horridly damaged house only to decide it was a public health hazard. Although it was pretty much collapses we felt it should burn into the concrete basin it rested on.  Hunter then said,”Lets light this bastard up!” He then pulled the pin on two grenades loping them at the house causing what was left of the structure to collapse in a huge crash of wood, glass, and dust as it turned into a huge bonfire. We were all ready to celebrate but the Goddess Nanna could sense danger all over town as the witching hour passed and the Devils hour was at hand. Drake, and Duanna could also hear screams in the distance. We all looked at each other with a determined smile, and scattered throughout the forest, and beyond to take down evil wherever, and whenever it lurks within the foreboding shadows of the night.