"Christ!" Sam shouted to no one in particular as she stumbled forward from the explosions. "Somebody is seriously asking for it!"
The blonde and brunette looked up just in time to see Juliet's instructor, Sensei Morikawa, flying towards them and landing nicely in the crook of the cheerleader's cleavage. She let out a slight shriek before falling back a little.
"Magna-genocide, baby!" a rather booming voice spoke up, accompanied by a long, devilish laugh.
Juliet stared at the figure, who was perched on top of the monument in the center of the school's courtyard. "Hey, I recognize him," she pondered aloud. "He went to school with us, Sam."
The brunette let out a scoff. "So we've got another addition to the freak show parade, huh?"
"He's the one…" Morikawa mused. "The one planning to open the gate to Rotten World."
Rotten World? Sam thought with a raised eyebrow. Oh… that's probably the place where all these zombies are coming from. Great.
"Oh, man," the figure spoke again, "There's nothing more hysterical to me than watching this world burn." He cast his head down. "This world, this government, this society made my life a living Hell- and now, everyone is gonna know a life of Hell- forever!"
Sam's eyes widened. "Wait a second… I know that voice!" she growled. "It's that Goth kid, Swan!"
"You know him?" Juliet glanced over at the brunette.
She nodded in response. "I hate to admit that we were friends for a while… but High School changes things a lot." she explained with a biting of her lip.
The blonde swiveled her head back to look at the black-haired boy. "Why are you doing this to our school?"
"What, did you not have any time to clean out your locker, Juliet?" Swan scoffed.
"You know there's more than that!" the brunette by her side added. "Tell us the real reason!"
The boy chuckled. "Oh, believe me, my dear Sam- you'll find out in due time." To this, the metalhead bared her teeth in annoyance.
Nick took the opportunity to say something. "Hey, leave her alone!" he retorted in defense to his girlfriend. "Wait till I get my hands on you, dude!"
The taller of the two girls had to stifle a laugh as she stared down at him. "Uhmm, Nick? Not to burst your bubble, but…"
"Yeah, yeah, I know," he grumbled.
The girls stared up at Swan as he proceeded to recite a chant in English, then changing to Latin shortly after. Sam could only pick of pieces of it, and really only understood the first language spoken. "Malicious lords," he started. "I invoke your dark forces in declaring myself God of this realm." she saw him raise a book to the sky. "As the pawns are present, may your ritual commence, and may the Dark Purveyors appear!"
Pawns? Juliet asked herself. What does he mean by that?
As the English changed to Latin, Morikawa ran forward to stop the summoning, only to be blown back by the appearance of five different colored orbs- red, yellow, green, blue, and purple, all surrounded by a black fog. After once more stumbling into Juliet's cleavage, he collapsed on the ground.
"Sensei!" she blurted out in horror. While she bent down to check on him, Sam drifted her gaze upward back to Swan, who was now being circled by the colored orbs.
"This world makes me wanna puke!" she heard a voice- a female one- speak up. "You're the one that called us here?"
The Goth grinned maliciously. "That's right," he told the voice. "I'm your new master now. And, I demand you initiate the pawns into the ritual and rot every living thing in the entire school along the way!"
The female voice, now joined by four other male voices, began to cloud together into a jumble of unintelligible noise, while Swan let out another laugh. One more of the voices became understandable. "I think I dig this kid- a real fuckin' headcase!"
"How could you do this to Sensei Morikawa?" Juliet shouted.
"And what the hell do you mean by 'pawns'?" Sam raged.
Another voice was heard. "That smell…? These two are zombie hunters."
Sam stood up, swinging her flail in her hand. "You're damn right we're zombie hunters!" she snapped. "And what the fuck are you dickheads laughing at?"
Juliet glared, gritting her teeth.
Swan raised an arm to the sky. "Now… let the ritual commence!" He then pointed to the ground, while the red orb came flying down in the direction of his finger. "Zed!"
The impact caused the two girls to fall back a ways, before a dark red puddle appeared on the grass in front of them. Emerging shortly after was a person's head- more specifically, a zombie's head. His olive skin showed various signs of physical decay, blood splatters on his forehead and also covering his nose and bottom lip. His eyes were nearly colorless shining a dull white, Along with a tall, bright red Mohawk, he sported various ear and facial piercings. Juliet and Sam could only assume this was the zombie called Zed.
He flashed the zombie hunters a smirk. "Let's play," he breathed with a snicker.
Juliet's mouth dropped open in horror for a short time, she regained her composure and let out an irritated growl.
Sam, on the other hand, made an "oh" expression with her lips, slightly narrowing her eyes and raising an eyebrow in interest. "Damn," she murmured under her breath. "He's pretty hot for a zombie…"
Her reverie was broken by the zombie's voice pounding into their eardrums. "PISS… OFF!" His words shot out as blocky, black and red lettering that rammed into the girls and sent them flying, each letting out a scream as they vanished into the clouds.