A/N: AU. Kinda inspired by the new E4 thriller; Dead Set. Although, not copied - at least I tried not too. This chapter kinda starts in the future and the next will time skip, don't be confused. So enjoy. Oh, yeah. This fic, is for Halloween and will not have any happy endings - sorry. Blood, and violence to ensue, you have been warned.
Discalimer: I don't own The Mighty Boosh, or any affiliated characters - I just like to mess around with them, muhahah.
Chapter one: Noone would save him from what he was about to become.
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Heavy footsteps pounded up the stairs, accompanied by a terrified scream, and a deep hissing. Blood pooled on every step as the zombie beast gave chase up the stairs after Vince.
"Howard!" He squealed, as he tripped up the stairs and fell onto his hands and knees, tears streaming down his face. Howard was stood with Naboo at the other side of the room, behind a red glowing shield Naboo had erected and was containing with his hands, a red stream billowing from his palms. "Howard, help!" He continued as he sat at the top of the stairs, the creature approaching him fast.
"Naboo, we've got to do something!" Howard shouted at Naboo, ignoring Vince's pleas.
"What, and risk going out there and dying – if we leave this shield then we'll be practically committing suicide. He's got no hope, and I'll be buggered if I'm going to help him!" Naboo stressed, adjusting his hands to maintain the barrier between them, Vince and the Zombie. Howard gasped.
"How can you even say that, he's your friend, why won't you save him?" Howard cried, watching as Vince scuttled up the stairs, backing against the wall on the landing, his screams getting louder, and more pained.
"Look, I can only save us. I'm sorry but there is nothing we can do." Naboo sighed, watching as the Zombie advanced forwards onto Vince, pinning him against the wall. It leaned forwards and pressed its sharpened teeth into Vince's neck. The scream got louder as the teeth sunk further into his soft white flesh, pulling at it, ripping the skin away and feeding on the blood spilling out and spreading across the wall. Howard dropped to his knees, his head falling into his hands as he listened to the beat devouring his best friend, Naboo sighed, and dropped the barrier, advancing forwards and taking the lampshade off the coffee table, and smashing it over the top of the offending zombies head, allowing the terracotta pot to pierce the soft, dead, flesh re-killing the zombie and allowing it to drop to the floor. He dropped the rest of the lighting fitment and turned on his heel, looking down at Vince, shaking against the wall.
"Sure… help me… now…" Vince croaked, blood pooling in the corners of his mouth, and spurting from the open wound in his neck, Naboo bowed his head, allowing a single tear to slide down his face. 'I should've helped sooner' he thought as he heard Vince thud to the floor, his head tilted against the box of Halloween decorations. Howard screaming from behind him, Naboo turned and smiled sadly.
"I'm so, so, sorry Howard."
"Sorry! Sorry!?! Sorry isn't going to bring him back Naboo, is it?" Howard cried, standing up and walking forward, reeling as he saw the blood spread across the carpet. He grabbed Naboo by his robes and lifted him up, bringing him up to his eye level, Naboo squirmed.
"Well, technically he is going to come back…" Naboo spluttered, as the robes dug into his neck. Howard dropped him, giving him a look of pure confusion.
"What… what do you mean?" Howard asked, looking edgy, occasionally glancing towards the dead body in the corner of the room.
"Well, he was attacked by a Zombie, which means – " Naboo started, disrupted by movement coming from the other side of the room, Vince was sat up, his eyes pure black, his flesh blue, blood covering most of his features, and his clothes ripped from the vicious attack previous. Naboo and Howard watched, mesmerized as Vince crawled towards the carnage on the floor of his attacker, bending forwards and feeding on it's cold, dead and rotting flesh. Howard retched, his vision became blurry as he felt near to passing out, Naboo held his arm out for Howard too hold, in an attempt to keep his balance.
"What should we do?" Naboo whispered, his face growing paler. Howard didn't reply, he just stood and watched; Vince looked up and stared at Naboo and Howard, his dark black eyes penetrating Howard, making him drop to the floor in fear. Vince cocked his head sideways and licked his lips, before diving forwards and pinning Naboo to the floor, hissing. Howard shrieked, as Naboo thrashed underneath the Zombie. His short arms, batting him away in an attempt to throw him off him, Howard panicked. He remembered the moments previous and thought about how Naboo did nothing in an attempt to save Vince, now mutilated and craving flesh. He searched around, and grabbed an umbrella from the top of the stairs, raising it above his head and plunging it downwards, smashing Vince in the back. The Zombie retreated and sat brooding at the foot of the stairs, watching and waiting for the offending weapon to be dropped, and planning his next attack. He watched, patrolling the other flat occupants every move.
I'm terribly sorry, but hey; I'm eeevil.
Feedback is appreciated :)
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