Chapter 8

Hope and Graveyard duty.

The Doom Slayer was silently walking the trail that he had found earlier.

After that whole business around a day ago, the Hell Walker may have lost his way in the woods. Frankly, right now he had no freaking idea how he got there, but he is pretty sure it because he read the map wrong.

Should have had downloaded it on his armor.

After looking for a few hours in the woods he found an old trail that seemed to not have been used for some time. Still a Trail = Civilization. He had followed the trail until he managed to get out of the forest. As he exited the Woods he looked at his new surroundings. It was already night, as the moon had started to shine across the horizon.

A Full Moon to be precise.

The after the border of the wood came some huge highlands that dotted the entire landscape. Or rather he would have seen it if there wasn't a damned fog clouding his vision.

Since he could not see far, he decided to follow the trail since it had already led him out of the forest. Where it would lead him could not possibly be a worse place.

Right?

Wandering through the gravel trail, the Slayer started to notice strange things surrounding him. There was the fact that almost every tree was dead and that he could hear wolves howling in the distance made him feel tense. Currently, he was ready to pull out the super shotgun and blast the first thing in the face with it. Suddenly he heard footsteps. They seemed to have come from behind him, but far enough for him not see anything. He turned around and aimed the Super Shotgun at the direction that he had heard the sound. He waited for a few seconds for anything to happen...

he waited...

and waited...

and waited...

Until...

He heard what sounded like...crying...

The crying of a woman.

Probably a woman that was dragged here by some Black Dogs.

'Time to take out the trash.' The Unchained Predator thought as started to slowly make his way to where the noise came. As he was walking he kept hearing other noises, such as bushes moving, the sounds of stone moving, the wind howling and strange groaning. The Slayer then suddenly saw a silhouette of someone kneeling and weeping. The Doom Slayer still kept his Shotgun up. While this may be a girl who just got violated and left for dead here...it may also be a monster or demon in disguise.

He wasn't going to take the risk, so he slowly approached the figure while keeping the shotgun up...

As he got to the figure, he put the Shotgun back down. It wasn't a woman nor a monster.

It was a Statue of a weeping angel. The statue was kneeling in front of a grave while holding its hand on its face. As if on cue, the fog started to give away and the slayer saw where he was.

A Cemetery.

An old abandoned Cemetary.

Gravestones were dotting the entire hill with some crypts between. The Graves looked old and untended as moss and plant life had started to grow on them, covering most names and rotting the wood from some of the cheaper Graves. The Graves came in all shapes and sizes as the Slayer noticed some smaller graves meant for Halflings' and bigger for orcs and other monsters.

The Slayer still felt tense in this place. He didn't want to disturb them, and so the Slayer decided to walk out and try to find his way back to ansur.

That's when the Floor beneath him started to shake.

(Play: Michael Jackson - Thriller (Metal Cover) by Ulrich Schadeck )

Rotten hand of different sizes started to rise from the grounds, as the Crypts were opening up and the sarcophagus's were being lifted up.

The Undead started to rise from their grave.

They all came in different forms of decay. Some looked close to skeletons with missing limbs with others having brown dry skin that only covered the bones while others looked more 'fresher' being sickly pale and bloated, with maggots and other parasitic creatures still dwelling in them. The Undead came in all shapes and sizes. From Orcs skeletons slowly rising from the ground with rusted axes to Halflings digging themselves out with half of their bodies eaten by maggots still carrying massive Warhammers. They also wore different kinds of equipment. Some wore only rags that have been destroyed by the time of their stay buried others wore armors and weapons so old and rusted that they were bearly kept together. Some, however, wore full plated armor that had stood the test of time and turned their user into a decaying tank.

However, they all had one feature that made them stand out.

They had glowing cyan eyes.

The Slayer Aimed his shotgun at the nearest and waited.

When they all got out of their graves, they all stared at the Slayer.

"TRESPASSERS MUST DIE!" A Zombie Elf said as he pointed his finger at the slayer and his lower jaw dropped off due to the decay.

The Doom Slayer only smirked.

"Come and get some !"

All at once the Zombies and Skeletons charged at him, howling in their hoarse voice. The Slayer blasted the first zombie apart with his shotgun, spreading the decomposed body all over the graveyard. Realizing that he would have to be faster, the Slayer switched the Super Shotgun to his Combat shotgun. Skeletons were blown apart and zombies were ripped apart by the shells power, as the slayer shot them freely. It wasn't too difficult frankly since they were kinda slow compared to the wendigos he fought a week ago. Still, they seemed to not feel any pain, since sometimes they would shrug off a blast to their chest and still continue towards him, intending to kill him. While slapping a Skeleton apart, an undead halfling jumped on his back and tried to gnaw oh his helmet. The Slayer simply tore her of him and stomped her head. As he turned around, he managed to dodge an Axe Flying towards him. The Axe's user was a Big orc with a horned helmet and his left arm missing. The Zombie orc gave a roar and charged at the Slayer. The Slayer only pulled out the Chainsaw and shoved it over the Orc's head. Instead of Blood, the Slayer was sprayed with rotten Graymatter, pus and protein juice to splatter against his helmet's visor.

"OH COME ON! I JUST CLEANED THAT!" The Slayer mentally complained. Blood and gore were one thing, but the juices of decomposing bodies were another...he also didn't want to smell and he hates maggots. At least the skeletons were clean and didn't cover him with old body fluids that weren't blood. The Slayer took one of the gravestones and used it as a mallet, as he smashed it against 3 skeletons at once. The Slayer then turned around and ramed the Stone into the zombie of a dark elf. The Stone destroyed the head and entire upper torso. Black blood splattered against the Stone as the Dark Elf stopped moving and dropped like a bag. This continued as shotgun blasts were splattering the undead against trees, Graves and even crypts, the chainsaw cut through the undead hordes and the Slayer's fists ripped through the boneheads and tore through the Rotten carcasses. By the end, there was only one Zombie left who was currently crawling towards the Slayer. The Slayer just stomped its head and killed it.

He had to admit, while they were weak, he was working up a sweat. It was less the power of the individual and more the fact that they came in great numbers. Hopefully, that was the last of em.

Suddenly all the doors of the Crypts were smashed open as hundreds of Zombies and skeletons made their way outside.

They all looked at the Marine's direction and sprinted towards him.

The Slayer held his Super shotgun in one hand and chainsaw in the other.

"Lets Dances Bitches."

They all ran uphill as the Slayer stood on top of a grave, having a final standoffish pose.


Ansur, Royal Palace.

Maia stared at her dinner with dead eyes. The dish that she was currently eating was a Risotto with shrimps and truffle with a Glass of red wine.

Under normal circumstances, she would admit that its probably one of the best dishes that she has ever eaten...if it wasn't for the fact that she had eaten this almost every week. Apparently, her'Husband' thought she liked it so he told the cook to cook it for her...

At least once every week.

Meanwhile, Mitchelle was shoving a porks leg into his pig-like mouth. His platter had been filled with pork, ham, sausages, and fries while the second platter had fried octopus and Lobster while the third one was filled with an assortment of cakes and biscuits. "Why aren't (NOM) you eating your (NOM) Risotto my dear? (gurgle nom) It will get cold if you do not eat it. " Mitchelle said between eating.

"I am not really hungry," she said in her monotone voice.

"Oh...well more for me!" The Noble said as he took her plate and added it to his.

"Fat Fuck..." Maia thought in disgust. Mitchelle had food stains all over his clothes and was drooling while eating-no swallowing the entire chunks of food like an animal.

Suddenly there was a knock on the dining hall's door. A servant opened the door and out came a courier with the black dog insignia on his shoulder.

It was a royal courier.

"Grrrr, what do you want, peasant ?! Can't you see that I am trying to enjoy my evening with my wife!?" Mitchelle said to the Courier. "Emperor Volt had sent you and several others this message. This is very Important and confidential!" The Courier said as he gave Mitchelle his letter and a gem and left.

Mitchelle opened the letter and got visibly nervous at what he read. He stood up and grabbed the Gem. "I am sorry my dear, but I will have to have an important meeting with the council," Mitchelle said before he hurried out of the room.

In this past year, she had never seen that fat bastard worry about something that he needed to consult the council. He usually left them to rule and if there was a problem he would just send a courier to complain to them. The fact that he had to make an emergency meant it was important...

And he left the letter there...

Maia being alone decided to read what was written on it.

"To High Lord Pentielle

A week ago, there had been an assault on the city of Feoh. While normally this would not be an issue if it were not for the fact that it had gone successfully. The assault had been organized by one man who calls himself 'The Doom Slayer'. While I will admit that Feoh's was the least well-defended city, we have dug up some worrying information about this individual from our sources. Do not take this man lightly! According to reports, he had killed all of our forces in feoh with incredibly brutal methods. H

However this time we have the advantage of knowing that he is waging war against us¨!

Have all the Guards and Soldiers there on high alert! While we do think that he is a threat to us, if we carefully plan this we might actually kill him!

Besides he is only one man!

Still, do keep your eyes on any Green Armored warrior with strange weaponry! And have all the Automechs and Guard Dogs activated! We cannot lose another city!

And if all else fails, use the Gem we gave you! It will give you the power to stop that Doom Slayer.

-Emperor Volt."

Maia could not believe what she had just read.

Someone liberated Feoh.

Someone went on a one-man assault on a city and drove the Black Dogs out.

One Man.

Maia just stared at the paper with widen eyes.

She didn't know what to think. Was she sleeping and this was a dream? Was this a prank from Volt? Was Someone actually saving them? Was she going mad ?

...

No this was real.

Somebody attacked Feoh and killed all the Black Dogs.

Someone is liberating Eoastia.

And for the first time since a year...Maia smiled.


VEGA RESTORATION AT 18 %


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100 followers...

100 followers...

In around 2 weeks.

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Do you have any idea how I currently feel?

( Play : Party Without Me by kmlkmljkl)

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OH BY THE EMPEROR'S MASSIVE BALLS !

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THIS IS LIT!

I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY!

THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH!

*PORN MOAN

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okay, I am done freaking out.

So let's see the comments!

bestpony666: Uhh...your surprisingly close to home...but not that close...

trickster3696 : I mean they are kinda scared, but they don't want to show it since they are kinda arrogant. And it's a mixed thing. It is the biblical hell...but it's also its own dimension...a lore chapter, later on, will explain this.

Elusive Prey: Hey it was Christmas. I kinda had to make something related to this.

Charles: Yea like I said, Christmas reference!

Ronmr: Well I hoped you kinda enjoyed this chapter of Zombie Ripping and tearing. Im not even going to deny it, its a filler chapter for the Huge 3 parter Ansur chapters that are coming up. Still, the reason why I chose zombies was frankly because I rewatched the evil dead the other day and I felt I had to make a small reference to it.

Guest 1: Not everyone is blessed with wisdom it seems.

Zero: Calling volt and his fuckbois the three stooges had me in tears. Well done sir.

EnriksD8: TFW (That feel when)

Neema Amiry: Whatta ya expect? It's the mothafuckin DOOMGUY!

GREAT CELESTIAL-DRAGON: G

H20 Ferrum Dominus: ITS THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME IN THE YEEEEEAAAR! Well the Doom Slayer will probably be PRETTY FUCKING MAD about this information (Well actually volt isn't planning on building a demon army ( Since he already kinda did ) But more looking for help from one of the stronger enemies.) Also, im not sure if barbed wire existed in medieval times...but oh well.

Storm Battalion 11: OOOHH SOMEONE GOT THE REFERENCE!

Guest 2: Well Kin probably listened to them...