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The Sphere of Varrock

Chapter Six: Wonderland

He felt the virus taking him. Already his hand had become a sickly greenish color. And then the smell-oh the smell!-burned into his nostrils like acid.

"Your hand!" shrieked Emma. "It's-it's decaying at a rapid pace!"

"What's happening to him?" Dream said, barely hiding his horror.

Emma tapped her chin, lost in thought. When she spoke, she could not contain her awe. "Obviously the zombies can spread their disease by their saliva."

Dream hugged himself, trying to calm his growing fears of the end. "Will this bring about a zombie apocalypse? Will Solo turn on us and devour us?"

"No, this seems to be an isolated incident. If we can defeat these zombies or at least escape the city, we might turn this situation around," Emma said confidently.

Dream looked at Solo, but he was too shocked to speak. "What about the citizens? And the White Knights?"

Emma shook her head dismissively. "The Knights can handle the immediate threat; as much as I hate to say this, our mission is of greater priority."

"Greater priority?" Dream scoffed. "We're just going to abandon these people to flesh-eating monsters?"

Solo took this as an opening. "Dream, she is right. If we don't stop Black Dragon, then all these people will die anyways, and in worse ways."

Dream opened his mouth to retort, when a shrill scream pierced the air. Solo threw his armor on and they all raced outside to pinpoint the source of the scream. Over by the fountain stood a cute girl with short spiky blonde hair. Obviously she was a mage, for she was wearing a blue robe. The one thing that stood out was the fact that she was currently being attacked by zombies.

"Somebody!" she screamed shrilly. "Please, somebody help me!"

Solo and friends went to work. He ran out into the open, pulling his sword out as he went, and sliced the head off of a zombie; it kept coming though.

"Die you Undead monster!" he yelled, slamming his blade to the hilt into the monster's abdomen.

Emma tripped her zombie, and finished with a blow to the forehead. Dream, however, was fending off three zombies, engaging them in an elaborate dance of parries and blows.

Eventually, they had eradicated every zombie. Solo turned to the little girl. Up close, he noticed that she had fiery red tips to her blonde hair.

The little girl sniffed. "Thank you kind sir!" Her brown eyes shined with adoration and tears. "If you hadn't come to the rescue, I would have been eaten alive!" She threw herself into Solo's arm and hugged him tightly.

Awkwardly, he patted her on the back, trying to reassure her. "Um, you're welcome…um."

Emma glared at the little blonde girl. "You're a mage, start acting like one! You could have handled those zombies and if you hadn't been screaming more would not have come."

Solo stared at Emma in shock; she shrugged carelessly, as if she were saying, "So what? I'm not going to apologize!"

"I'm really sorry!" the girl said. "I was here with my friends looking for an ancient tome filled with powerful spells, but then the zombies attacked. I fought them off trying to defend my friends, but they disappeared! Where could they have gone?"

Solo exchanged glances with Dream. They both knew that her friends had not disappeared-they were most likely zombies.

I can't just leave this little girl here, he thought.

"Why don't you come with us?" Solo said quickly before Emma could protest, which she was doing quite well with her eyes.

The blonde leapt up and down. Smiling she said, "That would awesome! Thank you, thank you!"

Dream grinned. "So, what's your name?"

"You can call me Isu!"

"Well, Isu, we'd better get going before more zombies show up," Solo said matter-of-factly.

He heard a humph from Emma and he smiled to himself.

Being careful to avoid throngs of zombies, they skirted around main streets. It was slow going, due to Isu's constant talking alerting zombies to their general location, causing them to climb atop buildings to hide.

The most terrifying thing, however, was happening to Solo Pehkayer himself. He felt the subtle change of becoming a zombie. His entire arm and most of his torso was currently engulfed in decaying flesh and already he yearned for his friends.

Staring at Dream, he licked his lips. I wonder if Dream tastes like chicken? Dream, feeling Solo's stare, turned around. "Um, is something the matter?"

Solo pulled out some barbecue sauce he'd found in a deserted house. "Could you spread this on you?"

Dream raised his eyebrow. "Why?"

Wide-eyed and innocent, Solo said, "No reason."

Later, he tried this with Emma, earning him a well deserved slap. Seeing only one more chance, he asked Isu.

"Sure, hand it here!" she smiled.

Solo licked his lips, hardly daring to believe his good fortune. Maybe she'll taste like roast beef! Solo smiled.

Emma pulled the sauce from Isu, launched it through the air, and turned an annoyed glare on Solo.

He shrugged. "What?"

"How many?" Dream whispered from behind the window. He and the group were hiding in a house straight across from the gates. Isu idly pulled at a strand of hair, Emma was peeking out the window, and Solo was bound securely with rope.

Emma dared a quick look at Solo before answering the question. "About forty."

Dream gasped quietly. He looked at his best friend, sadness bleeding through. "What about Solo?"

Now both of them were watching their friend. Solo had fully transformed twenty minutes ago. His hair was mangled, his skin was flaking, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at them hungrily.

"We-we're going to have to leave him here, Dream," she replied with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Why are we leaving without him, Emma?" Isu asked with curious eyes. "Will he be coming later?"

Emma turned away and cried silently. Dream was the one who answered. "Of course he will, Isu. He just needs to take care of some…business first."

At that, Isu perked up and was ready to rush the Undead. Emma stood up and crossed to the oak door, pulling it open with a click. She glanced back at Solo; he returned the glance with a moan.

Emma pulled her blades from her sheathes and sprinted across the pavilion. The zombies spun around and were cut down. Dream was knocked down by an zombie's outstretched hand, but raised his blade to intercept the creature, spearing it upon the weapon.

"Stand back!" yelled Isu as she released a ball of flames. The flames devoured the zombies and the stench made Emma retch. The smell was like rat vomit mixed with spoiled milk.

A zombie grabbed hold of Isu and she shrieked. Dream disengaged from his foes to assist the mage girl, successfully decapitating the monster.

A mass of dead, truly dead, zombies lay at their feet. The three panted hard from the fight. Silently, and remorseful, they walked out the Falador gates.

Solo watched them leave with regret. I never got eat them. He heard feet stomping toward him, turning he beheld a large man looking down at him silently.

"Will you let me eat you?" Solo rasped.

"OF COURSE NOT!" bellowed the man. "I'D RATHER EAT CLAY THAN BE EATEN BY AN UNDEAD BEAST!"

Solo forced out a response. It was harder talking than before. He could feel the fraction of his humanity slipping. "Wh-who are you?"

The man's eyes softened. Apparently, the man was feeling sorry for Solo's fate. "You can call me Clayguy, little man."

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