Disclaimer: I own nothing. Most characters will be similar to how they would be in the games, with some embellishments here and there. But due to the nature of this story, some departures will occur.

A/N: Only around three months since I finished the first part, and the sequel comes out? I thought it'd take longer, too. Despite being a sequel, this takes place around the same time as the first story and can be standalone. So if you're a newcomer and clicked on this for some reason and actually read the author's note, then go ahead and dive in if you feel like it. I've barely played Sunshine Islands, but everyone seemed simple enough that I think I have a good grasp on them already. But enough of my rambling... read, review, and enjoy!

Corpse Harvest: The Scourge, Chapter 1:

Morgan looked up from the book she was reading and glanced out the window of her home. She absentmindedly stared at the waves crashing against the shore of the tiny island her house rested upon. She blew a strand of her curly hair that dared droop down into her face away and frowned. When was her sister going to get here?

She sighed and glanced over to the corner of the room, where her much younger niece, Eloise, was. The child was lying on her stomach, her legs dangling in the air as she stared down at the book that was currently capturing her attention. Morgan dearly hoped that book would continue to hold the young girl's attention.

Morgan took one last glance out of the window, intending for that to be the last before she returned to her research. This time, however, she saw a small rowboat in the distance approaching shore. She smiled and stood up from her chair.

"Eloise, Aunt Vivi is almost here!" Morgan exclaimed. The young girl immediately sprang to her feet and ran towards the door, cheering with excitement. Morgan opened it and exited the house, her niece in tow. The two stood next to the large stone that the boat would be tied to as it came closer and closer. Eloise was already waving, but as the passengers of the boat became visible, Eloise drew back and hid behind Morgan, peeking out from behind her legs.

"You can relax... that man she's with is bewitched. He doesn't know a thing that's going on," Morgan said, deducing what her sister had done to Kirk, the local ferryman around the archipelago. There would be no other way he would even know how to get here: this small island was shielded from the eyes of normal people by a magical barrier.

"It's so good to see you, sis!" Vivi exclaimed as the boat came to rest on shore. She hopped of the ferry, leaving the spellbound Kirk to quietly tie the boat to shore. The two witches embraced momentarily, and then Vivi leaned down to Eloise's level and grabbed her cheeks.

"And how could I forget my darling little Eloise?" she asked in a singsong manner as she tugged the child's face, much to her displeasure.

"Stop it, Aunt Viviiiiiii!" she cried out. Vivi giggled as she released the child from her torture.

"Please, come inside," Morgan said, walking to her home and opening the door. They entered, and Vivi took a seat as Morgan wandered over and began fetching things to make tea with.

"What's with all the frogs?" Vivi asked with a raised eyebrow as she looked around the house, seeing several frog stuffed animals and other varied frog paraphernalia.

"It's Mr. Froggie and his family!" Eloise exclaimed. "They want to meet you, Aunt Vivi!"

"Oh, I see. I'm a bit busy with your aunt right now, but I'll make sure to say hello later, okay?" Vivi said. Eloise pouted, but she didn't verbally complain and retreated back to a pile of frog toys to occupy herself as the adults discussed boring things.

"You're a bit late," Morgan stated as she continued preparing tea. "What took you so long?" she added, taking a glance at her younger sister.

"I had to think of a cover up story. Once I claimed I was visiting the islands and wanted a tour... the people around here are too friendly for my tastes. It took a while before that ferryman whisked me away to the other islands, but I took over and went right here. So the villagers think I am just on the tour of the archipelago, so we have plenty of time to talk," Vivi explained, lounging back in her chair and getting comfortable as she spoke.

"Have you thought this through completely? This isn't the only time you'll need to be here. You're going to need more excuses to explain your frequent absences," Morgan said as she started using a bit of magic to accelerate the tea making process. "I don't think you can keep using Kirk like that, either."

"Yeah, yeah," Vivi said dismissively. "I think you should tell me what's going on now. I don't even know why I'm here other than you needed to tell me in person."

"Who knows who may be listening to the phone lines," Morgan said. "I know for a fact nobody else is here except us three, so that's why I didn't explain much. But I know now how to get back at those who hurt Tabitha."

Vivi remained quiet and glanced down, pain in her eyes. Tabitha had been their eldest sister. Her magical ability had been discovered by those she lived with, and she was burned alive by the people she trusted. It had been a little over a year since she had been murdered, but the wounds were still fresh in the surviving sisters' hearts.

"What about mommy?" Eloise asked softly from her corner of the room. "Is she okay?"

"Y-yeah... keep playing..." Morgan said with sorrow and a hint of anger. Though Tabitha and her husband had been killed, their daughter managed to get away and escape. She managed to find her way to Morgan's old home and said Tabitha told her to run to her aunt's home before she was killed. Morgan took in her niece and moved to a more secluded area to escape any potential persecution, and she had been raising the child since. Eloise seemed to not know that her mother was dead... or at least was in denial of it.

"So... what are you planning, then? How do you expect to do anything with the Harvest Deities around?" Vivi asked.

"They won't be an issue," Morgan said with a smirk as she walked towards the table her sister was sitting at, two cups of tea in her hands. "I managed to seal them away. They won't be able to interfere, nor will their little helpers. It's only people we have to worry about."

"Sealed them away!? How did you do that?" Vivi asked with wonder.

"It wasn't easy," Morgan said as she sat down opposite from her sister and placed the tea cups on the table. "But I was determined. They were asking for it, condemning witchcraft in the teachings they passed down to their followers. They're just afraid we might get too powerful, I think. But enough about them."

Morgan took a drink of the tea and set the cup down. "I'm going to get back at the people they cherish so much. The people that hide behind smiling faces but would so easily drag one of our kind, screaming, straight to a pyre as soon as they learn we can use magic. I am going to develop a disease that will transform people into mindless monsters that will consume their own kind. Those killed will come back as another ravenous beast."

"So, zombies?" Vivi asked in a derisive manner that was almost a laugh. "I think you've been watching too many horror movies, sis!"

"I have not!" Morgan shouted, her face turning bright red. "I was first inspired from a passage in the Epic of Gilgamesh! I tried learning necromancy, but as an extinct school of magic, surviving texts were too difficult for even me to use. So I turned to voodoo and the fictional creature that stemmed from that. I think I can craft a plague that essentially makes people into zombies. I just need help from more than one witch, that's for sure."

"Hey! I'm a witch, too!" Eloise shouted angrily from the frog corner.

"It's not polite to eavesdrop!" Morgan returned with a chastising tone. She sighed and took another drink of tea. Eloise often bragged that she was the greatest witch there was. Morgan had to admit the young girl was talented, but she was nothing to bat an eye at compared to her aunts.

"I'll admit, you have me interested. You always were the most skilled out of us, and if you think this is possible..." Vivi said, trailing off before she took another sip of her tea.

Morgan smiled. "Excellent. I have a few potential concoctions that I need enchanted already. Do you want to help me and see if they work?"

"How will you know if we're successful? You're not going to test every single one on somebody, are you?" Vivi asked as she stood up.

"I'll be able to tell," Morgan answered dismissively.

The next few days proved to be difficult for the two witches. The few hours they had to test various potions that Morgan was brewing proved to be much more difficult than she anticipated. Even with their combined magical might, something would always go wrong. She would pour over her books once Vivi left and try her revised recipes upon her return, only for those to fail. Eloise would constantly add to the maddening frustration by complaining about her aunt not playing with her or offering to help in a very whiny manner.

"At this point, I'd even ask that stupid wizard for help!" Vivi cried out in exasperation around the fourth day.

"...Wizard? Is there something you haven't been telling me?" Morgan asked with a growl in the back of her throat. A third magic wielder would make this much easier.

"Ugh, not him!" Vivi exclaimed with disgust.

"Are you aware that if we had a third person ABLE TO USE MANY KINDS OF MAGICS," Morgan said, glancing at Eloise and accentuating those words to let her know that she was not skilled enough to apply to what she was saying, "that we could very well be done with this by now?"

"But Gale is weird! He's all quiet and I don't think he'd agree with this at all!"

"Please... just ask him," Morgan pleaded with a sigh. She was tired of failure.

"Fine..." Vivi whined as she left the house in a huff. "It'll be a day or two before I can get back to you, though!" she called out from outside.

"That's fine... I need to take a break from this..." Morgan murmured to herself.

"When do I get to play with Aunt Vivi?" Eloise asked with a grouchy tone. "Mr. Froggie still hasn't met her yet!" Morgan sighed once more. Her suffering would never end.

Morgan relaxed as she waited for word from her sister again. That is, she relaxed to the extent that living with the trouble that was Eloise allowed. Her optimism grew when Vivi called, only for it to be shut down when she said that the wizard would just consider the offer. Morgan was insistent that her sister tell this wizard where she lived in case he actually agreed to things. With that done, Vivi had returned the next day and they were back to unsuccessfully trying to create various zombie potions. The first failure frustrated Morgan so much that she called the experiments off for the day and finally let Eloise have her fun with Vivi.

The next day they were surprised when there was a knock on their door. When Morgan opened it she was greeted to the sight of a russet-skinned man with gray hair.

"WHAT!? You actually showed up!?" Vivi exclaimed with shock when she saw the man.

"I said that I would consider it," the wizard named Gale said as he entered the building.

"But you're on better terms with the townspeople! That Angela girl seems to like you, too!"

"They... are inconsequential. I will help you two design this disease."

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Morgan asked the man. She noticed now that one of his eyes was a different color: an unnaturally bright yellow. It unnerved her to look into that eye.

"I am," Gale replied curtly. With that, the three magic users got to work. Eloise stayed out of their way, because the presence of the stranger unnerved her.

Gale proved to be just as skilled in the magic arts as Morgan. She thought the wizard was more skilled than she was, but when she tried to compliment him, he turned down her praises by saying that he would not be able to seal away deities like she did. With his assistance, actual progress was being made. In just two days, Morgan could tell that the concoction they were brewing would be able to function how she desired with just a few more ingredients.

It was at this point that Gale spoke up about the function of this magical poison. He had inferred that it would take some time from the introduction of the substance into the human body before they would transform into a zombie. He desired a far more potent solution that had a much faster transformation time. Morgan wrote that off as foolish- there was a reason normal diseases took as long as they did before they manifested. Near-instant zombification would give little chance for the disease to spread. Both were insistent that their method was better, and Vivi didn't have any helpful input. The argument was heating up, and it looked like it was about to blow...

"Why not both? You won't mess up each other, because that man isn't from around here anyway!" Eloise suggested.

"That... sounds agreeable," Gale admitted in his same near-monotone voice, which had the same volume throughout the entire argument.

"Yes... thank you, Eloise," Morgan said with a sigh of relief and a smile towards her niece before she turned back to the two adults. "But... surely you don't think going at the same time is a good idea?"

"We would have no idea which potion would be more effective if that was the case. Someone needs to infect their home village first," Gale said.

"We're not having another argument!" Vivi snapped as she fished into the pockets of her skirt, producing a coin. "We're flipping a coin! I'm going to help out who wins, because I want to see this first hand! Heads my sister goes first, tails means Gale goes first!"

She chucked the coin in the air and caught it before flipping it over and slapping it on the back of her other hand. Lifting her hand showed the coin proudly displaying its tail end.

"That settles it, then. I won't need to be an active part of infecting Harmonica Town. My crystal ball shows me that there is someone in that town with a pitch black heart. I'm sure they will be more than happy to help. You can assist that person, Vivi, and I will observe from the shadows," Gale said. Vivi had no objections, and it was not long before Gale was given a bottle containing his version of the zombie disease.

Morgan and Eloise bade their farewells to Vivi and Gale as they set off back to Harmonica Town to start the first outbreak. Morgan had her doubts that it would work, even though she was absolutely positive that it would. She wanted to test her version of the disease to remove those doubts from her mind, but she had to be patient.

That night, she was awoken by a phone call from her sister. "It works! You're amazing, sis!" was all that she said before hanging up. Morgan was relieved, and rolled back over to sleep. It wasn't until the next day that the itch of impatience reared its ugly head. She tried to stave it off as long as she could, but her trigger finger was too achy.

She made up her mind. Tomorrow she will use her own potion. With an invisibility spell cloaking her presence, it would be easy enough to sneak into town and contaminate the two main eateries in town. This wouldn't infect all of the people on the islands, but it would get a significant portion of them. Then, by nightfall, the chaos would begin...