Blogvengers Part Nine, Zombies Try To Dine!

Chapter 9
The Two Towers
Zombies With Powers

     Drazin let his eyes glow bright red and moved around his head. He showed the group the path, as each of them waited for some kind of zombie wrath. Truedessa knew her stones would not work without the open sky, but she figured out other ways to make the zombies fry. Pat was still crazy with all the voices in his head and the cats just kept wishing they were back home in bed.
     "Drazin is kind of disappointed, so far ascending this tower has been super easy."
     "Demon, you just had to go and say that."
     The stairs turned into a slide and it sent the entire group for a ride. They slide right back to the bottom and then beyond. They all ended up below the tower in what seemed like a pond.
     "Water, eww!"
     "It doesn't bother me. Cassie, don't be so prissy."
     Cassie jumped around and climbed on Pat's shoulder. She sat on him like he was a boulder. Orlin did not care and then the group caught something in Drazin's red glare.
     "Did Drazin see what Drazin thinks Drazin just saw?"
     "Get over here."
     Truedessa pulled Pat and Cassie near her as Cassie continued to clean her fur. Orlin stood near them all and Drazin shined his eyes on the wall. There hanging on the wall was something that looked like it was from some museum hall. It was some ancient creature that had quite the zombie feature. The thing jumped into the center of the pond and stretched its wings out, looking like it wanted to bond. It then opened its mouth and seemed ready to stunt everyone's growth.
     "A zombie dragon. Godly mook, you had to open your big mouth."
     "Demon, we shall slay it. Ouch!"
     Truedessa whacked Pat in the head and tried to get another voice to pop in so they could cause the zombie dragon dread. It breathed puke like fire and all found the situation rather dire. They scattered in every direction, trying to escape its detection. Pat continued to speak in many voices as well. But not the one Truedessa found swell.
     "Take that! You can't beat the cat."
     Orlin kicked water in its face with his back feet. The zombie dragon sure did not think that was neat. It breathed puke fire right at him. Drazin then tried to give its neck a trim. He yanked off his golden shoulder armor and moved around behind it. He aimed at its neck with the sharp edge and went for the hit. The zombie dragon's tale waved around and whacked Drazin up side his head, knocking him to the ground.
     Cassie tried her best to climb back up the slide. But she kept falling back in, getting wet, and creating a small tide. Truedessa tried to summon some magic stones to kill it, but she could not make any appear in the underground pit. She kept slapping Pat who ran through different voices in his head, sometimes no one could even understand what was said.
     "Drazin is going to make this thing pay."
     "Do it now godly mook. Use your dollar store contact lenses and fry the thing."
     "Shut up, fleabag."
     "I'll give the thing fleas right on its knees."
     "It's flesh is already rotten. That isn't going to work."
     "Oh and slapping Pat upside the head will. Now is no time for a thrill."
     "By my calculations..."
     "Nope, wrong one."
     Truedessa slapped Pat again, as he scrolled through the voices of many men. The rest of the group continued to bicker as the zombie dragon's puke flames continued to flicker. There seemed to be no way out. They were easy prey, like trout.
     Zombies seemed to be coming from every direction. Brian's gawk even caught one with an undead erection. He shot it in the head and made sure that one was good and dead. Anne and Elsie kept to their Amazonian ways, using swords to chop off zombie heads as they went through the zombie maze. Hank kept shouting he was number one, as around and around he continued to run. Mary got the zombies that came near, cursing one as it almost bit her on the ear. Alex kept watch for tiny zombies returning. as his butt was still burning.
     "You zombie eejits will never defeat me." Anne gave a Xena warrior cry and then gave a kiss to Old One Eye.
     "Is now really the time."
     "You're just jealous all you got was some zombie ass." Anne made fun of the ninja wannabe and went back to her zombie killing spree.
     "Brian, we may have been safer at dVerse or crazy Betsy's."
     "I am number one."
     Brian gawked at Hank and everything else in view. He waved off Hank having a loose screw. He then spotted a door and gave a roar.
     The group followed Brian as the zombies nipped at their heels, wanting to make all of them meals. They just never seemed to end. It was like there was a zombie making machine that just kept hitting send. They ran in the room, Hank first, and slammed the door shut, locking it and sealing it with a broom.
     "I was number one!"
     "Brian, why is this room so bright?"
     Brian tried to gawk, still missing his mohawk, but the room was all aglow. It seemed to be giving off every color of the rainbow.
     "This is not good. That could be my next hit song if someone had not smashed my last guitar."
     Alex held onto his grudge while none of the rest of the group seemed able to budge. It seemed the light was holding them in one spot. It then took form and smelled of zombie rot. It was a super powered rainbow zombie that could freeze all below it. Anne kept trying to move, throwing a fit.
     "You zombie eejit. I am going to..."
     Anne got blasted in the face with a yellow light. It blinded her because it was so bright. Elsie tried to help her out, but she also could not move and she could not even shout. Elsie then got blasted with a blue light, everything around her turned into a fright. She was seeing demons in everybody now. Brian had turned into a demon zombie cow.
     Alex got hit with a red light and now everything he seemed to want to fight. Hank got hit with a green one and all he wanted to do was have fun. Mary took the last color to the face, after being hit with the pink light all she wanted to do was embrace.
     "I love you, Anne." Mary hugged Anne, like she was a huge fan.
     "Brian, you destroyed my guitar, you will pay."
     Alex lunged at Brian who just jumped out of the way. He really wanted to make Brian pay. Everyone seemed able to move once again, as they ran around the rainbow den. The rainbow zombie seemed to be enjoying the show, watching everyone sink to a new low.
     "I will still chop your head off, you eejit."
     Anne gave her best Xena scream and swung her sword around and around. She felt breath on her neck and yelled for all to hit the deck. She swung around and smiled with delight, thinking with one strike she ended this plight. Instead when she bent down and felt the head, she was filled with dread. She chopped off the head of her lover, Old One Eye. She was dead and Anne began to cry.
     "I'm number one, I'm number one." Hank jumped around like a hyper two year old, letting all the fun take hold.
     "Do you need a hug?"
     Mary tried to hug Alex and Brian as they fought. But she got pushed away as she neared their spot. She got pushed right into the rainbow zombie, and with one bite, he bit the neck of Mary. She fell to the floor, as the zombie scratched off one more.
     "I am number three. That can't be. Pick me! Pick me!"
     Hank jumped up and down, wanting to restore his number one crown. He jumped right in the rainbow zombie's face. Hank was quickly made into a snack after the zombie gave him an embrace.
     "You are dead, eejit."
     Anne got up with tears in her eyes. She did not care about the other guys. She just swung her sword around and around, hoping on the rainbow zombies neck, its blade would soon be found.
     "I want my guitar back."
     "Get a grip, man."
     Brian flipped Alex off of him. Alex landed beside the zombie and thought things were grim. He got up to run away, but as he turned he was left in dismay. An oncoming Anne chopped his head clean off. She then heard the zombie cough. She perked up her ear and took one more swing. She finally chopped off the head of the undead thing. Anne's sight was restored and she saw Brian was the only other one alive, thanking the lord.
     "Let's end this."
     Anne marched out the back door and up the stairs, giving off a few swears. Brian gawked everything one final time, feeling sorry for all who had been knocked down in their prime. He then followed Anne and gawked for traps. In the distance the pair heard some echoing claps.
     "Buckaroo, hold on to your side shooters." Pat yanked Truedessa out of the way of another incoming puke fire ball spray.
     "Finally, now just turn around."
     Truedessa placed each of her hands on Pat's shoulders and concentrated as hard as she could. Pat pointed his finger, and the cats finally understood. Drazin eyed his burnt armor and curled his nose. He wanted to make this zombie dragon suffer new lows.
     "Drazin, get out of the way. Just wait a minute to make the thing pay."
     Orlin jumped up and kicked Drazin out of the way while Pat's finger began to give off an icy display. A few seconds later, just as the zombie dragon got ready to puke fire, an ice beam shot out of Pat's finger that the rest of the group did admire. It froze the zombie dragon in place. Drazin then got an evil look on his face.
     "Drazin is going to make this thing pay for what it did to Drazin's armor. Out of the way, fleabags."
     Drazin marched up to the frozen zombie dragon and gave it a kick. The thing  then burst to pieces some slick. Cassie, who was ticked off and wetter than she had ever been in her life. Jumped on the broken shards, cracking them further, for all the added strife. Orlin joined in and the group enjoyed their win.
     "Drazin is glad that crazy woman can make use of your crazy human, fleabags."
     "We are glad too. But the both of them are cuckoo."
     "Can we get out of here so I can get clean. I will have to bath for a month."
     The group watched as the slide became stairs once again. They could hear faint clapping from some far off den. Cassie jumped out of the water as fast as she could. Drazin was ready to end the ruler of this hood. Orlin hopped up, looking for some sand and Pat and Truedessa followed, ready for their last stand.


And with only one chapter left to go, how will it end at my show? I guess we shall see one way or another soon. Maybe all will have death by spoon? That would sure cause bad gas. I would not want to be a spooned to death little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.


  1. Replies
    1. Without a break # 2
      Discarding the blues!


    2. Hank is thankful he is still number one

      but tomorrow could be fun

    3. Adam used to be early before
      Come join in the fun once more


    4. Adam tried the number one attack a time or two
      Here at my zoo

    5. All want in on the fun
      To be number one

  2. It's always a delight reading your works!

  3. Oh my! Do zombies ever got to a drive through window? Happy Thanksgiving from all of us.

    1. The whole place is their drive thru
      As they turn all black and blue

  4. I'm not into zombies, but appreciate the creativity!
    Busy cooking the turkey today. Smiles.

  5. I suppose today as I'm basting a turkey
    that you're imagining it as zombie jerky.
    If I let out a devilish laugh,
    I'm blaming you for that little gaff.

    1. hahaha blame the cat all you want
      As forever your zombie crew will now haunt

  6. It does continue to amaze me
    with your creative mind
    in this day and age
    sometimes that is hard to find


    1. Some are just a stick in the mud
      At least I'm more creative than CHUD

  7. This is a great treat on Thanksgiving day, not too filling and without calories. You are still the master of rhyme.

    1. Won't add any weight
      To your thanksgiving fate

  8. The thing that impressed me quite the most
    Was the icy finger of the host
    Think of how the world would fare
    Point it to make an icy stare
    The world would be a slippery slide
    No need to pull by Rip the Tide
    Waterfalls frozen in the air
    A new ice age has come to bear
    What a weapon just point the finger
    No need to cuss just let it linger
    The ice will jab you without a fine
    Like icy fingers down your spine
    That old black magic holds you in a spell
    Is completely opposite of going to hell

    1. Think I'd rather be warm in hell
      Then frozen for a spell
      But it would be a great power
      Could make all cower
      Not that that I would do
      But maybe to a few lol

  9. So now we are on chapter nine
    and zombies still want to dine
    as many have to walk that line
    a rainbow room could be a sign
    Pat's many voices need to align
    oh how Drazin's eyes did shine
    will they win will all be fine
    hmm..have to ask the feline...

    Out and about this Thanksgiving day
    wishing all a happy one at their bay...

    1. Drazin gets his way
      Glowing on display
      As they make zombies pay
      And get through another day
      Only one left in this fray
      Come what may
      Enjoy your day out
      Even if blah snow is about

  10. Every body is croaking off one by one. Will the zombies win?

  11. You truly do have an art to writing stories. Like someone else mentioned, I am not totally in cinq with Zombies but it does make a great story. Happy Thanksgiving to you Pat.

    1. Yeah the story is fun with them in it
      Even with their nasty zombie spit

  12. A zombie dragon would be tough to beat

  13. Hank was quickly made into a snack
    after the zombie gave him an embrace back
    Sure as hell
    Feeling swell
    Could possibly work himself off o avoid the flack


    1. Have to work past the number one
      Then maybe he can run

  14. ah but the hawk is back and flying a good 3 inches or more,
    but i will gawk at your shore ever more...kinda glad i did not get
    some zombie ass though, cause that would not make me glow

    1. haha still alive
      May even survive
      And yeah no zombies ass
      3 inches is quite the mass

  15. Was crying again at your den
    what for our bloggers were killed?
    these zombies perhaps would be healed
    with water pipe stream from your pen. ~
    Thanks giving to you and all fans!

    1. A water pipe stream
      Making it all a dream
      You never know
      How it will go

  16. I'd like to have an icy finger
    To point and shoot and make others linger
    Would be a handy gift to possess
    As I froze them into an icy mess

  17. How it will end, I cannot guess
    But I'm number 54 or so today
    This doesn't impress
    Seasonal cheer to all you cats over here.

    1. haha well could be worse
      100 would make on curse
      One to go
      For the ending to show

  18. ho ho ho happy thanksgiving ho ho ho

  19. Those zombies sure are tough to beat! However, since I am already dead, I'm ok with them picking off the rest of you too ;)

    1. haha all of us kicking the bucket is fine
      since you were killed by the feline

  20. I've got my money on Cassie, Orlin, Pat & Trudessa. Oh, and someone needs to tell Mary that everyone's just not a hugger. ;)

    1. Yeah not everyone wants such germs at their sea
      Drazin will win too with us four or three


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