Chapter 3: The Zombie Princess

The voice that Hero was hearing was still a mystery to him, he wasn't even sure if he's right in his head or maybe he has lost his marbles, they were in a tight spot minute by minute the zombies kept coming closer and closer and whatever what that person who was in the room with Hero was doing to stop them wasn't making any difference. Yes, it took down a few but it made things even worse.

"Are you sure whatever you are doing is working?". Hero hiding right behind.

"Shut up you are distracting me". this person hushed Hero.

"I'm distracting you?". Hero offended. "I'm sorry but you are the one shooting sparkles out of your hands and you are saying it's my fault". Hero not accepting any blame.

The person keeps changing signs she was making with her hands and each sign had it's own hieroglyph, yet it was all for nothing.

Now they were getting backed into the corner and the magician was now getting worn out.

"I can't keep doing this it's not working and I'm running out of juice". The magician sounding tired.

"I mean I would have informed you about that, but hey at least you took half of them out". Hero trying to cheer the magician.

But he spoke too soon because the zombies that were taken out and killed reappeared from nowhere and multiplied to even more.

"My bad I spoke too soon". Hero giggles.

The magician gives him this look sarcastic look that says "you think?" The magician's attire was different it was a khaki jibbaah and to cover his/face was a black hijab and the shoes were sandals.

"Come to me and I'll be your aid". The mysterious voice echoed once more.

"Hey magic, did you hear that?". Hero asked.

"Hear what exactly?". The magician also asked a question.

"That voice". Hero replied.

"What voice? Wait are you one of those who hears things in their heads?". The magician concerned.

"I'm real believe me just follow the sound of my voice". The mysterious voice called out to Hero.

"Hello? Crazy boy are you still here with me?" The magician trying to get Hero's attention who seemed a bit distracted.

"Shhh". Hero shushed the magician.

"Oh no you didn't". The magician now irritated.

Hero ignores the magician and follows the voice that keeps on calling out to him as for the zombies at least the barrier the magician kept up was keeping them out, but it was slowly weakening.

"Where do you think you are going?" The magician struggling to keep them out.

For how zombies that were usually portrayed in movies and comic books, these ones were different even if they weren't humans anymore they still kept their intelligent. Well most of them did, they just kept hitting up the barrier and it was working in their favour.

On the other hand Hero was focused on finding the voice that kept calling to him, until he found a sword he'd never seen before stuck on a rock. It's probably King Arthur's sword Excalibur he assumed.

"Hey magic, why don't we use this sword for protection?". Hero pointed it out.

The magician looked at the blade and responded in a rush. "No, not that one it's dangerous for you, even if you wanted to use it you wouldn't able to because only those with the bloodlines of its former wielders can use it. So you can never be able to take it out from the rock.

The sword was so beautiful in the eyes of the untrained all that Hero saw was a sword that was well built and created, already be was head over heels for it, it's design was like it was out of this world unique and it's steel so beautiful and shining like angels created it. It's tilt the leather was rare and unknown.

"Whoa". Hero mesmerized by it.

The zombies now had broken through the magician's barrier now heading for both of them, from all sides and surrounding them.

"I don't mean to sound impatient but how about you shoot your sparkles at them once again". Hero suggested.

"I'm trying but I'm out of juice". The magician grunting and trying to create hieroglyphics signs with her hand but nothing was working.

Now they were in deep waters there was nothing to do no place to escape, they were doomed that's what they thought. But...

"That's enough boys". Someone said from behind the group of zombies who were inches from reaching and touching them.

"You've done well my children and so you shall be rewarded soon". The zombies all stopped moving and froze didn't move, breathe, blink didn't do nothing. They just stepped aside opening a way.

Someone appeared walking freely like they were in a runway show, this person was dressed in a black jibbaah and on her head was the old and rusted helmet.

"Who are you?" The magician forms fists.

"Easy now sweetheart I'm not here for you I'm here for the Soul Reaper". The girl assured the magician.

The girl takes out the helmet and holds it in her arms, Hero's stunned to see who it was.

"Rebecca?". He called her name in confusion.

"Hello Hudson, handsome". Rebecca smiles at him.

"You know this floozy?". The magician shocked by this revelation.

"Kinda, maybe she's my". Hero didn't even know what to even say.

"I'm his sweetheart". Rebecca answers.

The magician gives Hero that intense look that straightly said "really dude her?".

"I". Hero speechless.

The sword she was talking about was the same sword that Hero was standing next to.

"Okay zombie princess why do you want the Soul Reaper?" The magician asked.

"Well since you are going to be dead soon I'll tell you. Now you see it's a gift for my father". Rebecca leaves it at that.

"Your father?" Both Hero and the magician in sync with that question.

"Yes he needs it to come back to life". Rebecca just keeps teasing them.

They both look at her hoping that she maybe will finish her story but she didn't she just laughed at them.

"Wow for a cute four eyed blonde chick you really are a bad story teller, no wonder why you always failed school presentations". Hero insulted her.

"That's it die! Zombies devour them both, Now!". Now Rebecca was furious.

The zombies seemed to follow her instructions because after she gave the order they came to life and did exactly what she ordered. But instead of walking slow they ran towards them.

The magician did what he/she could to fend them off, for someone without any juice left sure knew how to kick ass, the way he/she was fighting.

"You keep protecting that sword, no one can reach it okay!" The magician gave an order.

"Why?" Hero curious.

"Just do it!" The magician insisted.

Hero was really no help at all, all he was doing was moving around with his hands behind him. Like how the security does when protecting a celebrity.

"I know you can hear me Hero Hudson, move away from the sword to avoid any damage, you are too cute to be harmed so I don't want to hurt you". Rebecca's voice sounded different and very sinister.

She seemed to appear in Hero's eyes like a broken memory only appearing in only fragments. From one moment she's there the next she's here.

"No, no this isn't real all of this is one bad nightmare as soon as I wake up all this will be gone". Hero has his eyes closed and tries to convince himself.

"Hero". Rebecca's voice sounding back to normal like an innocent girl.

"Yes". Hero buys in and opens his eyes.

"Psych". Rebecca sends him flying to the other side and Hero hits his head and blacks out.

"Wake up boy, why are you sleeping at a time like this?". The mysterious voice wakes him up.

When he opened his eyes Hero found himself in a black infinite endless void.

"Where am I?". Hero feeling his head screaming in pain.

"You are inside the sword and I am it's guardian". The mysterious voice informs him.

Everything in Hero's eyes was blur so he couldn't make out what's real and what's not but good news it didn't last for long, everything came into clear and what Hero saw shooked him to the core. He was floating in a world full of nothingness and there was someone with him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa". Hero struggling to stand still in the air.

"Don't worry you won't fall, so relax". The person with him assured him.

"Who are you?". Hero asked.

"I don't remember my name very well but I'm sure I'm someone powerful if everyone is after me" the person said.

This person wasn't exactly a person per say but he did have a physical appearance of a human but his body was pure darkness he was a little bit tall and had fiery hair and his eyes were glowing purple in colour. To simplify it he was either a monster or demon, between the two.