Before you go into this chapter a heads up first. In this chapter there will be a scene of violence. I will mention a road in this story that is real in Scotland. The town, which for a bit has no name is made up.

Chapter 20

The small Scottish town was so quite that it was unknown to the rest of the world. It had no dark past like many other towns in the country. There had been no murders. No kidnappings. The only big thing that the town had was one of the old ladies had lost their cat, Mr Mittens and had been found a week later. That was the only thing that had happened to the small village that was off of the A71.

It was one of those small towns that everyone knew everyone. It was a town that outsiders were always unwelcome for some time as the town watched them and judged them. It was a place where the Winchester brothers would instantly be chased out of since they were not of the right breed. If someone was to move into the small town and intend to stay they were asked questions until they were welcomed into the town as one of the people. But that would only be until the people knew who they were welcoming into their community.

It was one of those towns that every Sunday they would still go to church despite it being in the 21st century and many people were doing more with their Sunday rather than spending time at church. These people also kept up with the local traditions and yet they were not up in the Highlands of Scotland. This town was around forty five minutes away from Glasgow. It was not cut off at all from the rest of the world.

It was a town that had been far away from the events that happened in the wider world. It was a town that yesterday had seen the Avengers fights on the news and had not expected their fight to come to them. They were not prepared for an alien jet to crash land in their small school that was both a Primary and Secondary school.

The Moonray lay in twisted metal and stone. Its wings that had carried the jet from one side of the universe lay on the ground for a good mile. Blue sparks sparked off of the wings and the body of the Moonray where they had once been connected. The underbelly of the Moonray was scrapped from the stones that had broken the Moonray's crash. Without the school the Moonray would have no doubt crashed into the lake that was only five miles away from where it had landed. The bright blue Energon that fuelled the Moonray dripped onto the ground singing the lush green grass that lay under it.

The lights that only an hour ago were on and bright where now dull. There was no sign of life at all in the Artificial Intelligent controlled jet. The metal of the Moonray's body that only an hour ago was a mixture of silver and blue was starting to become gun grey as the Energon that fuelled it dripped out of the jet and onto the ground that was below it.

Across from the school a little boy stood at his window. He had been woken up when he had heard screaming coming from the sky. The screaming sounded just like a plane flying overhead, but it was louder than what he had heard before. It sounded like it was right on top of him as he slept. He had just thought it was a plane that was going to land in Glasgow Airport or even Prestwick Airport. He was just going back to sleep when he heard a loud crash that came from outside of his room. That was followed by a bright blue glow that lit up the sky as if it was daytime.

He jumped out of his bed. His cover that had green dinosaurs on it was flung onto the ground. His bare feet touched the carpet covered floor of his bedroom. With small and quite steps he slowly walked towards his window. His window was covered by dark blue curtains that were covered in green dinosaurs.

Once he got to the window he pulled back the curtain to look outside. The sight he saw was a sight that all young children loved to see. One that many of them dreamed about since they started to go to school. The school was on fire and he could just make out a shape within the destroyed school.

A smile appeared on his face. The school was on fire. There was to be no school tomorrow. Faster than what his legs were able to compute with he was running towards his mum and dads bedroom that was across from his bedroom. He ran past all of his dinosaur toys as he got to his door. The poster of Barney smiled at him as he opened the door and went across the hall to his mum and dad's bedroom. Very quickly he opened the door and ran into their bedroom.

His dad was snoring loudly as he slept on unaware that across the street from them the school was on fire. Beside him, his mum mumbled about something that was happening in her dream. He heard the mention of Broadway being mentioned. He knew that his mum had once gone to Broadway in New York City when she was young but she had walked away when she had meet his dad. She never explained what she really did when she was in Broadway, but all he cared was that she was home with them.

"Mum?" he asked in a quite tone. He took a small step closer to the double bed as he spoke. His mum stopped mumbling about Broadway and moaned. What she said he did not hear. He took another step closer to the bed and now he was at the foot of it. "Dad?" he asked his dad.

The boy jumped back when his dad snorted and rolled to the other side. The dad once again started to snore once again as he went back into a slumber.

Seeing that both parents were not going to wake up he climbed into their bed. He heard their mumbled protests but he wanted them to get up to show that he was telling the truth. He didn't want to go to a burnt school in the morning because his parents didn't wake up. He hoped that it was not a dream that he was seeing. He had a few dreams over the years that he had seen the school up in flames and he would wake up in the morning to see that was all it was. A dream of a kid who just wanted to stay off school and play games on his XBOX.

"Ross what are you doing? You should be in bed!" his mum mumbled as she went back to sleep. She rolled onto her side as she allowed sleep to come over her again.

"Mum, a plane crash landed into the school and now the school is on fire!" Ross told his mum.

His dad snorted back a laugh as he rolled a wake. "Another one of your dreams son?" he asked as he opened his eyes. "Or is this just you trying to get off school again? I think I prefer the sick in the toilet one best!" he said as he got up off the bed.

"Honey you can not go around saying that!" his mum said as she woke up from her light sleep. "It is less likely for a plane to crash land here! We are practical in the middle of nowhere that I don't see any planes flying over head here to crash land here!" she finished saying.

"I'll go and check it out! Maybe he did see something!" Ross's dad said as he got out of the bed. He grabbed a dressing gown and walked towards the door.

Ross heard his dad go down the stairs and open the front door. The next thing he heard was his dad's scream. His scream was cut sort by the sound of a wet snap. Ross looked up at his mum as she dragged him closer to her.

"Mum? What happened?" he asked as he looked up at her.

"I don't know!" she replied to him. She held him tight when the sound of a fight came from downstairs. They could both hear that something was broken as something large had been flung into it. Then they heard someone walking up the stairs. Their heavy breathing altering the two in the bedroom that they were at the top of the stairs. There was still people downstairs from the sound of a fight still taken place.

"Daddy!" Ross shouted as his dad stumbled into the bedroom like he had drunk to much and was trying to hide it from both of them. He pushed out of his mum's arms and leapt off the bed. He ran as fast as he could towards his dad who stood hunched at the door. He found he could not stop when he could see his dads face. Looking down at him with his fathers face and dead eyes was a corpse.

"Daddy?" Ross asked his dad. "This joke is not funny!" Ross screamed at his dad. He wanted him to stop the joke. "I don't like this joke, Daddy! Its scary!" Ross pleaded with the man that was his dad. He scrambled backwards when the mummified body of his dad came closer to him. "Daddy stop this game!" he pleaded to his dad as he went back to his mum who was on her feet.

Ross jumped when his mum screamed. He looked over at her to see that a corpse was kissing her. The corpse was like the Mummies that he had seen in the horror movies that he had seen. Movies that his mum and dad would not like to know that he watched with his friends. The corpse had bandages that were wrapped around its whole body. The body that was slowly getting more flesh over its already weakened bones.

Ross looked from the Mummy towards his mum. His mum was becoming a Mummy herself. He watched in silent horror as his mum dropped the floor. She was still alive but she was dead. She was a corpse but her fingers were still twitching as if she was just waking up. She groaned as her hollow eyes snapped open. Ross scrambled back when they locked onto him. This was not his mum and dad anymore. These where monsters.

"Rise up my followers!" spoke a spooky voice in a different language. The language was none that Ross had heard before and he had heard a lot of languages thanks to the travels that his mum and dad always took him.

He jumped as he watched his mum and dad stumble towards the corpse that was in a twisted shape beside him. He held in a scream when the corpse looked towards him. Its empty eye sockets stared right at him. He scrambled backwards as the Mummy walked crawled towards him.

"What a pretty little boy!" the Mummy said in that language. A language that Ross had no clue what it was and what she was saying.

"Get away from the boy!" snarled a voice from the door. The sound of the floorboards creaked as the newcomer walked into the room. "You already have a puppet in Stark and let me tell you Stark has not got long on this earth before Nightshade kills him and she will! It's what he gets after blowing the Moonray out of the sky and letting you out of your box!" the voice talked. This time it was much closer.

Ross didn't dare look away from the Mummy that was still watching him with those hollow eye sockets. He didn't want to die tonight. He could hear the moans of his dead mum and dad close by as they stood to attention. They were waiting for the order to attack.

"Kid get out of here quickly!" the voice spoke up again and Ross dared to look at the person who had come in to save him from the horror movie gone wrong. Once he saw who had saved him Ross knew he couldn't call him man. Standing in the doorway of his parents bedroom was another corpse. This corpse unlike the others was not falling apart. It looked to be muscular and not falling apart like the others. Its skin was green like the Hulk that he had seen on TV.

Ross didn't need to be told twice and dashed out of the door. He didn't look back as the sound of a fight broke out. He however didn't see the other Mummy running towards him.

Edward stepped into the room that was the boys parents bedroom. Closing the door behind him he ignored the scream of fear and pain that was coming from the boy that he had told to go into the street. He grumbled at how quickly the boy had been taken out. Humans at a young age were weak and it was not his problem the kid had gotten eaten. He had bigger problems at the moment.

"What have you been doing to the towns people?" he demanded as he walked towards the twisted body that he knew was the Mummy that only an hour ago had been in the Sarcophagus that they had brought from Egypt. "There must be reason as to why you are kissing them and turning them into the zombies that follow you around like trusty lapdogs!" he said to her.

"Attack him!"

The two zombies that had once been two loving parents stumbled towards Edward with erratic limbs. They leapt at Edward as Ahmanet made her escape. Teeth clamed down onto his arms and neck. Their limbs were of no use at all. They hung at their sides while it was their teeth that kept them with Edward. Their dead eyes stared blankly at the Ghoul that they had been told to attack. They had no weapons as they fought against a Ghoul that was much taller than them.

Edward rolled his eyes. The zombies were just two corpses that were being made to move by dark magic. With a roar he forced the two zombies off of him.

The male landed in a heap and was about to get back up but Edward slammed his foot onto its chest. It screamed as he put more weight onto its chest. Its useless limbs failed about as they did nothing at all for the thing that had once been a man. With a snap the zombies rib cage broke and all movement stopped instantly.

Edward was once again made aware of the female zombie when he heard a hiss coming from the corning of the bedroom. Slowly he turned around to see the female all twisted up and glaring at him with those dead eyes. Cracking his knuckles he walked towards her. Spotting a broken table leg that had snapped off in his first fight with the zombies. Keeping his eyes on the female zombie. She would not be able to move with her limbs broken in angles that did not allow her to move. He picked up the broke leg table and without an hesitation he ran it through her head. The corpse of the mother dropped to the ground as all life left her.

Once a loving family with a young son at the age of 10 they had been reduced to nothing but cold bodies in their bedroom. They had thought living in a quite town in Scotland near no major cities would keep them safe and away from danger. They were wrong. Danger was always lurking in the shadows. And it did not always take for an alien jet to crash land on top of the school to bring the danger to them.