A New Undead Nightmare

by The Demon's Reflection

It's 1914, Jack now lives as a bounty hunter. But When the Undead Plague from three years ago returns Jack must try to finally find a cure. He won't be alone on his journey, as he is joined by some of his father's old companions and some new ones. And during this time, the legend emerges of a monster, who hunts other monsters.

6. The Ritual

The gypsy opened the book on the table and pointed a page to Jack. "I can restore your fathers earthly body. He will still be one of them but he will be more use to use if he is back at full strength."

Jack examined the Ritual on the pages of the book. "This looks pretty tricky. Are you sure you can do this."

The gypsy laughed "Yes Mr Marston, We merely need to gather the ingredients , and perform the ritual during a full moon."

"But the moon is full tonight." Riain added.

"Well then we better get to work." Jack said, "What do we need to aquire for this."

"We will need a manifestation of the elements. That is the easy part. We will need five items. The blood of a relative, that is your Mr Marston. a possesion of the deceased."

"Well Pa's old pistol is back at the fort."

"That will do nicely Mr Marston. A rare flower"

"I've got one." Irish said pulling a flower of his top pocket. "Sorry if it's a bit ruffled."

"A virgin's hair." The gypsy added

"Perhaps you could ask that lass at the fort, Jackie." Irish said. Jack didn't like the thought of asking Cathy for her hair but didn't think he had a choice.

"Finally the bone from an enemy. does he have any?"

Jack smirked "I can think of one. There's not a minute to lose. are you okay to follow us?"

The Gypsy smiled and walked outside. The three man followed her and paniced as they seen the Undead lumbering in their direction.

Each man drew a gun and aimed at the Undead "There's too many boys. We're done for." Irish cried.

Jack then remembered the bottles his father gave him. He pulled them out of his satchel and looked at them for a moment. "Riain use this." He gave him the other bottle and lit the fuses of the dynamite. both men threw the bottles towards the Undead. "I hope this works."

The Undead suddenly stopped as the bottles smashed against the ground, the all wandered towards them and began to fight amongst themselves. Within a few seconds the dynaite exploded decimating the Undead and leaving them as once more a pile of rotting corpses.

Jack smiled "Thanks Pa." He mounted along with the rest of the party except for the gypsy who took a seat on the front of her carriage. The headed back in the direction they came back towards Fort Mercer, and hopefully their Salvation.