Good evening fellow Sega lovers and fans! This is Big Red speaking and I'm here with a brand spanking new chapter for you all to enjoy at midnight since the atmosphere would be even better (like how most would watch a horror film at night). As a bit of a recap, Chuck D. Head had wondered into the forbidden mansion with his talkative skull ally only to be seen being separated in the end. The former would be seen hanging out with some new undead friends who were ones All Star racers in the past while the latter is implied to be entertaining zombies in the Ball Room. Things would get more frustrating as it turns out that our heroes G and Washington had gone zombie hunting, which would put Chuck's missing "head" in danger. Meanwhile, Zobio and Zobiko had came up with a plan that would involve having to reuse Varla's zombified body and delivering it to them rowdy humans. Just as a reminder again, there will be another detailed flashback written in italics like Azel's from the Panzer Dragoon Arc. Although it is much less shorter since there are two undead evils to be dealt with in this chapter. Without further delay, let's get it on!
The scene had gotten intense now that Star had shown up to cause trouble for the zombie trio and their plans of stopping the gore-shed that would ensue in the Curien Mansion. What would make things worse is that he's in possession of the zombified beauty that they needed to deliver to their rampaging human intruders. The woman herself was no longer a disembodied brain that she used to be, but a spitting image of what she used to be before becoming a sick attempt at reviving a depraved scientist's mother. Only key differences where that her skin was discolored like Zobiko's and she had a massive stitching surrounding her forehead to mark where he brain was placed in order for her body to be reconstructed. She was still unconscious from what you could tell and the chances of her waking up during this fight is low given how long zombies normally "sleep" once they begin to do so. Speaking of Zobiko, she was still scowling at her ex-pursuer's face since she wouldn't expect him to be that desperate for some eternal loving.
"Star, you do realize how important that woman is. You really need to get your pale skin off of her since she is not going to be your bride. There are plenty of undead being slaughtered as we speak and we need that broad in order to calm down her living friends this instant!" she said.
The hooded figure would care less about his former crush's words and would take them as gibbering nonsense since what he had in mind for them was even better in his eyes.
"What's that darling? Are you jealous of our relationship now that we have a connection with one another? Then you should have accepted my feelings long ago instead of going for that lumbering sack of flesh that you've married! Besides, I've moved on long ago and have my interests elsewhere," he said before glancing at his comatose love interest.
Zobio growled under his breath since this flamboyant fancy pants had the nerve to even insult him and his wife.
"Who the hell are you calling a sack of flesh, especially when your skin is as white as the moon itself? My Zobiko wasn't talking about coming back, but you need to let go of that woman unless you want a majority of your kind to die!" he shouts.
"What happens to them is none of my concern and I will never let go of this beautiful woman. Whether Curien loses his army completely or not, he still has reinforcements coming to this mansion in a few hours. If you want her so badly, then prove to me how strong the three of you really are!" Star shouts before taking out his famed knife.
Chuck grew cautious since this seems like the time where there's a tough one on his cold dead hands. But the mummy himself didn't feel to afraid since getting Varla back was their main mission and this knife nut would have to let her go or else he would take a bite out of him.
"Chuck, we have to get this guy off his high horse before we run out of time. Just stand clear of the strong tornados that he would make since he's no slouch in the speed compartment," Zobiko said to her mummy ally.
"Right. I'll make sure that this guy is dead on ice when I get close enough to him!" he responded before noticing his foe getting ready to attack.
The Star would eventually spin around rapidly with his "bride' in his arms to prepare for one of his his more dangerous attacks. Strong winds started to pick up the more he spun and the three undead heroes were waiting for whatever he might throw at them.
"Take this, Wild Tornado!" he shouts as he spins at his fastest speed.
A dusty tornado would be formed as a result of this tactic and it heads straight towards Chuck and the others. Chuck had jumped to the side and ran along the walls to avoid the swirling vortex as it rages across the damp stone floors of the mansion halls. Zobio tosses his bride into the air since he had a special plan to stop this tornado dead in its tracks, getting prepared to imp straight into it.
"Zobiko, see if you can find an opening to stop it!" he shouts as the forces of the windy suction had swallowed him completely.
The blonde zombie herself was worried about what become of her husband, but knew that she was given a specific order and doing so could potentially save him from being torn apart. She took out a special wooden gun that she kept since their fight against Justice and looked around for an opening in the massive whirlwind below her. The first thing that she noticed was that one of the mini currents in the tornado itself seems off and had the perfect opening to be exposed.
Bingo, there's that weakness that every obstacle should have. And now to rupture it and hope that Zobio would do the same with his meaty brain.
Zobiko pulled her trigger and shoot a volley of the ripest apples at that hole to tear an updraft in the vortex's whirling funnel.
"What? She was able to see right through the tornado's weakness that fast?" Star said in surprise.
Next thing you know, Chuck would be right next to him and had his jaws ready to give him that deadly bite.
"You shouldn't expose you weakness like that, you hooded loser!" he said before his face lunged at him its rotting jaws exposed.
The red wearing rogue would eventually throw a few large knives at his face that would pierce his red exposed flesh, causing him to yell in pain.
"If I didn't know you any better, you were the one with your weakness exposed. You toilet paper freak!" he said after chuckling.
Chuck would drop to the ground like a sinking rock, all while the tornado that was summoned would be fully ruptured into nothing but calm air thanks to the efforts of the zombie couple attack it's uneven drafts from the inside out. This didn't upset him the slightest since he had more tricks up his sleeve for those discolored miscreants.
"You guys must have been still as crafty as you were in the past. No matter, I've got even deadlier tricks ready to be revealed in a flash!" he said before shooting a storm of purple blasts from his left hand.
Zobio seen this attack coming from a mile away and gave his wife the signal to be one her swiftest haste. They dodged each of the incoming blasts like how roaches would normally split up from being stomped on by the most vile of all humans. Chuck regained consciousness from that last fall while rubbing the top of his second face. He realizes that the knives from Star's last attack where still stuck in his fleshy cheeks and had to think of something fast to take on a tricky foe like him.
"When I get through with that blade tossing coward, ….. oouuuch.., he'll be next on my menu tonight. There's got to be something I can do to avoid … eeeungh…. getting knifed to this dead face for the second time," he muttered while taking each blade out of his face.
He would eventually notice the hooded maniac tossing a few dozen knives at the zombie couple in hopes of turning them into non-living pincushions. Zobiko did a serious of acrobatic flips to avoid each blade while her heavier husband did a series of rolls to dodge each one.
"Oh no you don't, you are going to die right here Zobio!" he said before spinning to generate another tornado.
This gave Chuck an idea and he placed both blades on his head like he would to Head if he were around. He would eventually get in front of Zobio to get ready for his next plan to come into fruition.
"Hey Chuck, what are you doing? I hope you aren't going to play "Meat Shield" while I am the one getting ready to take him out," the concerned zombie husband said.
The mummy would eventually turn back to his undead friend and gave him a smug grin to show that he's got this.
"Don't worry, I've got myself a crazy plan that could work. Trust me on this one, brother in flesh," he said with a grin.
While Zobio still looks at him in a dumbfounded manner, Chuck looks back at his hooded foe since he's using his next counterattack. Another dusty tornado would be formed and it brews its way towards the headless mummy with his next plan coming into fruition. Chuck dashes straight towards it with no fear and allowed himself to get absorbed it in to Zobiko's shock. This would cause the arrogant hooded creation to laugh victoriously as he thinks what he had witnessed was foolish suicide.
"Chuuuuuuuuuck!" she shouts in despair.
"Like I said, there's no way that bandaged freak would pose a real threat unlike you two," he said in glee.
Zobiko really felt like she was getting ready for the waterworks and tried to hold her tears back as much as possible since that last whirlwind seemed a bit more destructive than the last one. The zombie husband would eventually run back to where she was and grab her to escape the swirling vortex's wrath and leaving The Star victorious. She banged her fists in anger on the rock hard shoulders on her husband, trying to tell him to let her go and not let their friends unfortunate "death". Zobio did not want to see his beloved wife get this upset over a misunderstanding, but he had to ignore her beatings since it wasn't something worth getting emotional over.
"Let me go Zobio, we shouldn't just abandon his body after he just off himself like that. He was our fellow dead walker like you said and you are not having a moment of silence for him?" she bellowed with sorrow and rage.
"Zobiko, it's alright. This is all part of his plan on outsmarting that hooded freak and you'll see him make it alive sooner than you could lose your head," he remarked with a grin.
This would eventually cause her to stop having her tantrum and think about her husband's words since this is really something that she should lose herself over. She could feel hope calling upon her bright dome since it seems too far fetched for Chuck to really kill himself after they had met for literally a few hours.
"So us leaving him behind is part of the plan!? We should at least turn around and help him at some point since he had himself stabbed by his lightning fast reflexes the first time," she said with a pouty expression.
The heavyset zombie smirk and couldn't help but to find his petite lover's complaining adorable while they had their implied retreat.
"We have to make this guy think we're leaving him behind so that Chuck can just do his part until we head back. Besides, I already have a plan of my own since I can tell that a certain someone would show up soon with all the commotion going on," he said his head high in confidence.
Zobiko was going to wonder who he was talking about, until her eyes turned dead with shock remembered who it is.
"Right, that big ugly lug would eventually find his way there to get himself some new toys to play with. We'll be needing something big to take him out and I know exactly what you have up your sleeve," she said with a smirk.
"Yeah Zobiko, we are going to go All-Star again for old times sake since it could be the right way to wear that massive lump of flesh down with his many arms," he said before chuckling.
Back at the scene where Star had ran into his unsuspecting foes, the tornado still rages on ahead of him tearing some pieces of the stone concrete apart with its strength. It's been a great three minutes and there was no sign of life, or Chuck D. Head for that matter, for the arrogant hooded creation to taunt. He honestly felt relieved that he was dead and his former enemies were to afraid to handle the idea of him being defeated by his own "foolishness". He looked back at his beautiful green skinned maiden as she was still sleep from her operation and thought about the time he would eventually steal her away.
The scene rewinds back to when the Star had first discovered Varla's body from the cold dead depths of the ruined labs that Golden used to reside. He observed the ruined essence of her very body and could feel her former energy flowing from the very area.
"Master, I will be the one to help bring this woman back from the dead and get revenge against these foolish humans," he said.
The newly alive Curien would eventually would behind him and pat the hooded creature on his shoulder with a look of dominance as he thought about the day that he would take over the world.
"Yes Star, I've heard about everything that scientist had done in the past and his plans did sound a bit interesting. She would be the perfect vessel from the use of that special gem that I've researched on. This could be the start of a new series of super soldiers that would not only kill these humans, but help be become a true man of power," he said.
The red hooded figure would eventually take out the encased brain that he was holding since this was something necessary for what they would do in the future. The pink floating mass looked lonely in his eyes and it was asking for a new body to be contained inside.
"She's just so beautiful, but I can imagine her being a real beauty once we were to fully replicate her new body based on the old reports that we had stolen from those headquarters. Isn't that right master?" Star said in a tone of interest.
Curien was more focused on his future plans to even care about the hooded figure's deep interest in having their next project as his new bride. Mostly since he would rather not want to remember his past failure of reclaiming Zobiko for him and punishing that rebellious ex-prison guard.
"Yes Star, she's not at her full potential to even be seen as beautiful. Reconstructing her from a few references would be a pretty difficult task, but it will be truly worth it since I need me a new bio weapon other than the ones that I had singlehandedly recreated over the years," he said before looking at his hand.
These were memories that he could never forget since finally getting a chance to claim the undead stripper as his's was something he had been waiting for since the day he helped his master retrieve everything necessary for making the first part of his plan for global domination perfect. Couldn't stop observing her beautiful face with eyes of desire as he he began to gently stroke her face with his gloved hands. Out of the blue, one of the knifes that were originally owned by the Star flew directly at him at full speed. He dodged the blade at full speed to avoid its unexpected appearance until another would eventually be launched at him at full speed.
"Damn it!" he exclaimed since he realized that it was too late.
The blade would eventually tear at the side of his body with a clean edge, making him grunt in pain. Luckily it didn't shoot his more sensitive part of the body with is the scar on his very chest that his older enemies would aim for when they were heavily armed. Then the tornado started to launch a series of stone bricks at him, the same ones that in fact used to be one the dungeon's floors until that stronger whirlwind came along.
"Is this guy for real?" he complains as he prepares for the worst.
He quickly dodged each brick at the fasted speed possible to avoid getting it like a fly that's trying to avoid getting hit by rain droplets. As long as that tornado is still tearing the ground apart, the chances of his enemy running out of stone ammunition to launch are low. Now the bricks were being launched at a faster rate thanks to this method and he was already having trouble since keeping his "bride" safe was a bigger priority for him.
I'm already getting tired of these games and I really want to put an end to this myself. But I would rather not let go of my love and just leave her on the ground since it would tarnish her beauty. But there's no way that I would drop my guard like that for the second time again.
The devious hooded creation would eventually pull out even more knives for his next method and launch a storm of them at the tornado in hopes of killing his enemy. The bricks were barely phased by the knife's assault since these were original made to be hard enough for the strongest impact to break them and the tornado's winds were simply strong enough to lift them off the ground. Several of the knives were able to get past the bricks but they weren't able to reach their intended target due to the sheer chaos of the scene. The Star would eventually be pelleted by the bricks that started to ram against his harder than stone body as he would eventually value the life of Varla over his. He would do nothing but feel the sharp blows of each of the heavy lithic objects and thankfully his more vulnerable spot was covered by his limbs and "bride". The tornado hadn't subsided yet since normally they would last for a full five minutes depending on how much power he puts into his spins. Suddenly, Chuck D. Head would eventually launch himself out of the raging funnel at full speed with a menacing look on his face and his jaws ready to bite The Star at full force.
"Looks like your reign of terror will be over in a single chomp" he said before rearing his flashy face near his hooded foe's body.
This is the one moment where Star had no choice but to toss Varla into the air and accept his foul punishment. The cocky mummy now took a massive bite out of The Star's body and locked his rotting jaws onto him like a stray dog would to someone's hand. His bite was strong enough to even cause some bones in his body to be crunched while also wounding the red scar on his chest. This caused the hooded figure to writhe in pain while yelling at the top of his lungs. Chuck would really like to laugh at this situation, but he know better than to let him go while he's still clamped within his fleshy jaws.
"How do you like it, being prey to a more frightening being? Doesn't feel too good now that you had left yourself wide open for a self proclaimed speedster," he said with his mouth full.
The Star knew what he did was right since having Varla harmed would not only disappoint Curien, but also ruin his chances of being able to properly claim her as his property.
"I did it n purpose since having …. her harmed would do no good for the both of us. Would you prefer me using her as an undead …. meat shield and endangering her life like any other monster would?" he said while struggling to resist the extreme pain he's in.
Chuck had no time talking with this phony and had to worry about reclaiming his prize before taking out the trash with his own hands.
"Whatever you say, you crimson wussy monster. You might as well drop dead and allow me to take her away to her real friends!" he said with his right brow raised in a smug manner.
The headless mummy would eventual raise his elongated second face into the air and toss the defeated Star towards the ground with the unnatural strength of his jaws. With the floor already being stripped of its necessary stone tiles, it was nothing but the solid earth of the first underground layer too hard him from that powerful throw. The mummy would eventually drop to the ground from his aerial fight and wonder if that was enough to really defeat him. The smoke cleared from the heavy impact and the Star laid motionless in a four foot deep depression that was shaped like his battered body. His eyes were void of life and his red cloak was tattered with torn marks from Chuck's bite. His body was now lined with a few punctured wounds due to the tenderization of the bricks and the deadly bite from his mummy foe. The victorious Chuck would eventually smirk due to putting his foe to rest and simply trend away from him like he was an unimportant character in his eyes. He simply walked away with a strut of determination as he headed towards the limp body of Varla Guns to complete their mission.
"And that's how you deal with phony monsters like him. He might as well be renamed The Failure since he was unable to see through a plan like that," Chuck said before chuckling.
But one thing he wouldn't know is that there is another monster that waits his arrival and it would be something that he wished he had never met. He heard a loud thud that was powerful enough to shake the entire ground briefly, which made the mummy grow more alert since this was something that he had a bad feeling about.
And it seems that another monster is showing up and it sounds big alright. Since it could be even bigger in comparison to Max D. Cap at his largest size, I might as well run while I can before it make its way here.
The first thing he would do is taking a look at Varla's body since grabbing her and running would be the first course of action to do before it got any closer. The mummy dashed towards her and heaves her over his stocky shoulders to make sure she is perfectly snug for this bumpy ride. Speaking of bumpy, the loud thuds continued and grew louder within each step as signs that the creature is drawing near the source of that commotion from earlier.
"There you go, now to get out of here and stop that possible bloodshed from occurring upstairs," he said with a victorious grin.
Before he would depart, a tired voice would eventually try to reason with him despite belonging to a sworn enemy of the headless mummy.
"P..pp..pleease, can you help me out of here… before Justice uses me as … his personal chew toy?" the wounded Star asked.
Chuck was already in a mood to escape and the last thing he needed was the appeal of sympathy from someone who tried to get in the way of their plan to save their zombified brethren.
"Oh yeah, and what makes you think that I'm going to save your hide? Just so you can have an excuse to steal Varla from us again? Don't make me chortle myself to death," he remarked with a scowl.
The hooded figure tried to help himself out of the hard ground and he clearly struggles to regain his previous strength from earlier. The ground still shook violently as a massive menacing shadow looms from across the other end of the hall. The figure in question had this menacing look in its eyes as each of its massive arms were locked in the enclosed space of the halls.
"I'm not going to steal Varla in any ..… way and you can feel free to use her for what you want for now. I would rather use my remaining ….. strength to live instead of being torn apart to be the ….. food of my own "brother". You've got to trust me on this and I will not to get in you or their way again if you can just help me escape his wrath," The Star said with his weak voice.
Chuck had no time to stand any longer and watched the creature loom even closer with its imposing figure and could hear it growling deadly in anticipation of a possible meal. This mummy would eventually sigh in annoyance and walk over to his former enemy's spot to help him out.
"Alright, just let me help you out of here for this one eternal time and I don't want anything malicious out of you," he said before loading him onto his shoulder.
This was the one moment where The Star wish he had the energy to thank his savior, but he knew that keeping silent and allowing him to escape the incoming creature's thirst for flesh was good enough. With the weight of two undead escorts on his shoulders, Chuck knew that running way from what he would eventually deal with soon would be quite the frustrating challenge. He would eventually start running with the strength he had from his powerful legs and follow the same path where the zombie couple went for reinforcements.
The creature knew that this was the right opportunity to pick up the pace and start lumbering his way towards his prey with his massive arms as means of helping him maneuver the enclosed hallways. The ground was already feeling like a series of minor tremors to Chuck as he had trouble trying to hold Varla and Star in place as he ran at full speed. Justice had little intentions of letting him escape his pursuit as the bloodthirsty mutant breathes heavily from his scarred mouth with his infected tongue hanging from it. He reaches his muscular arms within each movement to not only help propel his entire body in a way where his lower body movement would make him stride faster, but it would keep him fully balanced so that he never falls from his rapid movement. Chuck struggled to keep his balance as the massive creature drew near the from a distance and he couldn't stand the weight on his shoulders to even put effort in his running. Justice's deadly bellow could be heard from behind them as the ugly as sin beast lumbered its way at an even more dangerous distance in between them.
"Aw come on! Could things get any more stressful with this who operation?" he complained.
"If only I had some energy in me, I could h…. have fended him off for you. But …. I guess it wasn't meant for us to live if your friends aren't going to be back to help us out," the hooded figure said in despair.
A massive muscular hand would eventually reach towards the running escapees and grab them with a powerful clutch to restrict their movement. The pressure from the creature's strength was enough stop Chuck's entire movement and render him immobile due to the weight crushing his very body. His clients were no better since Varla's bones could be heard breaking and Star groaned even louder due to his wounds being applied with this much pressure. This was it for them and their only means of escaping the meaty claws of Justice were over for which they would eventually prepare for the most cruel way of dying in his hands. The malformed creature would eventually hold his entrapped prey in front of his grotesque face as the creature prepares to take a bite out of his victims heads. Chuck struggled even harder as he could feel the foul breath of this creature and feared for the idea of him being zombie food.
"Hey! Let go of my new friends, you deformed freak!" a monstrous voice shouts.
Justice would eventually halt and take a good look at another large creature that seems to be heading his way with the ground shaking within each step. The large intruding creature in fact turns out to be Zobio with a more massive size who's coming back to defeat his multi-armed foe at full force. This led both the Star and Chuck to drop their jaws in shock since this wasn't something they really expected as a back up plan after that false retreat. If this scene wasn't any more unbelievable, Zobiko could be see holding onto the bandages of her husband's head to enjoy herself a nice ride.
"Hey Chuck, we've came back with a big surprise and this one's only meant for that graveyard sized buddy of yours. Just hold on tight and this will be over before you could say "Stone Cold" Deadstin!" she exclaimed while having with her left hand.
Justice could no longer react normally since it now had to deal with something that was nearly his size and he would hold his prey aside before preparing a counterattack against this predator. The now enlarged zombie husband would eventually raise his fist back as he drew closer to this target with a face of rage and intent to crush bones. Justice didn't feel intimidated the slightest and started to lumber towards them with all four of his arms while lashing his infected jaws around like a real predator. The Star was now in that state where he wished he was dead instead of being shaken around like some raggedy doll that a reckless child would play with.
Please kill me now. I would rather die a painful death instead of being tortured like this in the hands of an infantile sibling.
Justice would eventually raise his other arm and prepare to hit his massive target where it hurts. Soon as the undead titans had met each other face to face, things would eventually become an all out brawl between the most destructive monsters in the Curien Mansion. Zobio gladly take the first hit with a powerful punch to the exposed lower jaw of the multi-armed monster, breaking it in the process due to his raw strength. The creature bellowed in pain while struggling to keep his three hostages within his grip with his opponent grinning in confidence. This was so impressive in Zobiko's eyes as she cheers her massive hubbie for his first attack on this vicious titan.
"Good job Zobio, show this guy who's the real muscle in this mansion. Strap his bones until he's reduced to a pile of wasted flesh!" she shouts in excitement.
Zobio couldn't help but to blush at his wife's encouragement and brush the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Oh honey, there's nothing more great than hear your words since they are like music to my…"
The massive zombie husband would eventually be struck by a surprise attack from the devious Justice, which caused quite the dent in his head from the sheer force of that attack. It was a good thing that Zobiko landed onto her husband's shoulder since it would be dangerous for her to fall from the shock of Zobio's face being punched like that. He tried to keep himself from falling over and would eventually regain his stance since this was the equivalent of being punch by someone on his level of strength.
"Come on Zombikins, don't let that dying scrub bruise you like that. Show him what you're really made of!" Zobiko ordered out of irritation from that foul play.
"Right, I'll really get serious since this guy wants to be play with a real zombie. But I've ought to be careful since he's clearly holding our friends in his right hand," he said out of concern.
"I've got a plan if you're worried about that. We've got to give him enough of a beating to let them go and find some way to toss them to the Ball Room since it's right above us. That way, Cyril can have some back up in case he's really struggling out there," the zombie wife suggested.
Hearing her words alone were enough to give him an idea of what to do his pulls back his fist for another punch. This time, he punched Justice in his stomach to cause the creature to let out another loud bellow of pain. Zobio even followed up with a powerful double handed strike to the creatures head that was powerful enough to fracture his undead skull. This would not only cause him to loosen his grip on the hallways with his multiple arms, but allow his left hand to set his captive prey free. Chuck would eventually heave his undead cargo onto his shoulders and make way for their massive friend to thank them. Given they had some important business to continue, Zobio would grab them with his hand and lift him before his friendly face.
"Thanks for what you did there, but we need a faster way to get Head back and take Varla back to her fleshy kind. Do you have any idea of how we can meet up with that meathead Cyril?" the mummy asked urgently.
"Don't you worry, Zobiko told me that I can simply toss you there since we are below it. But we need some way that the ceiling can be destroyed so that we won't make things too hard for you guys. In order for this to work, I would like you guys to stay tucked in my fist so that you can be safe and I'll be ready to toss you all when an opening's available," he reassured before getting serious.
It appeared that Justice wasn't going down without a fight and it wanted to get his well deserved meal back by any means possible with his frightening growl. Zobio would eventually be prepared to dodge another of the creature's swift punches like a professional boxer with his dukes up for another well executed jab.
This time, he would eventually cause a fake out with his right arm only to strike the muscular zombie with another powerful blow to his face. The zombie husband shrugs this off like the last one and continues to anticipate another trick like that in the future.
"Your punches are like the many gravestones that I break: soft," Zobio said arrogantly.
Justice prepared for another strike with his left hand and he dodged the attack at the right moment. With the monster's third arm heading towards the zombie husband's face again, he eventually grabbed with with one hand and crushed it with his full strength. The sounds of many bones crackling were heard from this and the multi-armed zombie hissed in pain from this plan of his'. Zobio smirks and grabbed the monster's arm with his other arm and started to play a good old game of tug-o-war with his opponents arm. It was a good thing that he had placed his friends on his shoulder beforehand since this was necessary for his dastardly plan. Zobiko realized what her husband was planning and anticipates the morbid results since it would be a treat to see more of her husband's brutality in battle.
"This is going to be something I'll be needed to borrow for now. It will be over in a minute and you'll live …. for now," he said while tugging at the creature's arm even harder.
The flesh around the arm's joints started to slowly tear with exposed infected muscle and flesh being shown from the brutality of this chilling scene. Justice now grabbed it's own arm and tried pulling it towards him in an attempted to prevent it from occurring. Despite his desperate efforts, it was already to late from which his green skinned opponent had finally managed to rip his arm out of his joint with a fountain of infected blood spraying from it. Justice wails like a bear that was shot by a hunter and cringed from the decapitation to show that it was indeed severely damaged from that last attack. Zobio quickly used the undead beast's decapitated arm to break a massive hole in the ceiling with all his might as the others took cover to avoid the falling debris. Before everyone could celebrate yet, the enraged Justice would be back for more and ready to rip his two armed foe apart due to the loss of his arm.
"Looks like he's coming back for more, I think it's time for you to toss us up there before things get worse," Chuck said with his eyes widened.
"No problem, I'll make this as quick as possible since I can already hear the gun shots of those humans are blaring right now," the good giant zombie said.
Zobio grabbed all three of his allies, including the still unconscious Varla Guns, and fling them through the only opening in the ceiling be continues his bloody fight with Justice. With his energy fully regained, The Star now wanted to do his part by carrying Chuck and Varla towards their destination since they were already near. Zobio then continued face the now three armed undead embodiment of justice and continue to fight as aggressively as before. Zobiko still sat safely on the massive shoulder of her husband and thought about how things would go from here on.
Now it's up to you guys to deliver the body to those unruly humans. Better hope that Cyril and Head are fine up there while you guys are at it.
It still wasn't over for the zombie couple for which they still had to deal with the enraged three armed behemoth that roars like a mad bear. Zobio used this opportunity to crack his stitched knuckles and get ready for a long brawl with his very large target.
"Time to make sure that you are never lurking these halls again. Zobiko, watch your husband as he gets prepared to clobber this flesh maggot into submission," he said in a gravely voice.
"That's right big guy, we need to make sure that Justice never shows his ugly face here again and actually crush him this time," she said before taking out her famed apple launcher.
The animalistic titan now lets out another frightening roar as it raises every arm, including what was left of his other one, and began to charge at them for another round. The zombie husband then charges straight at the vengeful Justice with his fists locked and prepared for another heated fist fight. Meanwhile, the Dance Floor was already attacked by the two human agents as the zombie citizens scrambled around in a fit of mass hysteria and wide panic. Little did these undead party animals knew that some living flesh bags would crash they party and try to play a rough game of Target Practice with their lead shooting guns. Detective Washington shot a few zombies before it could even take the opportunity to lash out at him.
"Whoah, can you believe that rotten bitch tried to attack me like that? It's like she's mad about the fact that her waffle had been dried since the day she became the Crypt Keeper's wife," he complains while reloading his famed machine gun.
He glanced over at his shades wearing partner who was having trouble trying to shoot a talkative target. The said target is none other than Chuck D. Head's wisecracking skull "friend" who served as a secondary head for him to toss at his enemies. The man's head was sweating like a construction worker as he groaned within every time the skull had dodged his revolver's shots.
"Please ….. please stop trying to shoot me. I'm just an innocent bonehead who was telling jokes to a potentially lively audience. It was bad enough that things would… go down the drain since you practically made them drop dead like …. fireflies," the skull said while dodging each shot.
The agent was already growing tired of the skull's incisive chattering and wanted to find some way of shooting one of his eyes out to score for a kill.
"Just give up already and let me put you out of your misery, you sniveling bonehead. Monsters like you should be put to rest already as long as the Chaos Emerald resides in this damned mansion," G said in an annoyed tone.
Head didn't know what a Chaos Emerald nor cared what it was, he just wished that there was some way that his bandaged buddy would save him from this mess.
"Chuck! Chuck! If you are still out there in this mansion buddy, then I just want you to know that I'm sorry from running away from you. Pleeeaaase save meeeeeeee!," he said before bawling his eyes out like a baby.
The zombies in the room still panicked as long as the gun totting humans invaded the Ball Room and many of them died trying to defend themselves or Head from their terrorism. Unsurprisingly, Cyril was hiding under the performance stage since these guys were too much for him to handle. Luckily, The Star would eventually carry both Chuck and Varla into this famed room of undead raving and observed the result of the agents' bloody shootouts.
"It looks like we were too late and some casualties had to happen thanks to them. But at least there were some smart creations that escaped the humans' bullets since they still have a role to fulfill for Curien," the hooded figure said.
"Curien schumurien, I still have to find that bonehead since he technically can't live without me. I would love to give him a thing or two about leaving me behind after a while," said the grumpy mummy.
After dodging another shot from G's gun, the crying skull would eventually notice a certain friend heading his way. Both agents would eventually notice the flying undead coming and dropped their jaws in astonishment.
"Ok, can somebody tell me what in the holy living shit is that? Another one of that crazy scientist's stronger creations had to come in a threesome that's worse than any other. I'm officially done with this mansion since the time I saw one of them rocking a freaking DJ get up," the foulmouthed detective exclaimed.
"Let that slack jawed cranium go, you crazy colorful flesh bags! He's mine and mines alone!" Chuck shouts with his second face bulging out in anger.
G himself was too shocked to even care about his target anymore, leaving Head to jump away with tears of joy as he heads in the direction of his undead ally.
"Chucky! Please take me away from these cruel monsters and I promise that I'll never leave your side agaaaaaaainnn!" he bawled in joyful sorrow.
This was the time for The Star to drop his former enemy and Chuck took off to reunite with his missing head that should always stay over his shoulders. Head keep smiling with his expressive lower jaw to even care about how angry his friend was until he would soon experience his rage up close and personal. The mummy would them attack his fellow talking skull with a deadly headbutt with his head, which left the latter rolling his eyes in a dazed manner from that skull cracking encounter. This also left G and Washington in shock since it's their first time seeing two undead monsters attack each other when they are normally supposed to cooperate in packs. Chuck would continue headbutting Head from afar with his eyes red in rage and his veins popping like infested scratches on a person's arm. The talking skull would take each hit like a skull and still cry about being near his only friend. In the midst of this violent reunion, Star would use this time wisely to draw near the agent with the shades with someone who might lead him to stop his rampage.
"I believe this woman belongs to you, human. She's still good as new with a body that's still as beautiful as her old self and the brain is back where it belongs," he said in gratitude.
At first, the agent had his pistol ready to shoot this potentially dangerous creation that talked with him. Though he would soon drop his weapon soon as he had a good look at his former ally in a more recognizable position instead of what become of her old body. The man couldn't believe his eyes as he saw her very face and he struggled to hold his emotions back like a real man. He thought back to the time they had met as he observes her very face with her long hair and beautiful lips.
"Varla? Is this really her that I'm looking at and not some copy?" he said in a surprised tone.
"Yes, and Curien had taken her brain away for the sake of rebuilding her from scratch to use as a new bioweapon. But I would eventually disobey his orders and bring her here since I figured the two of you would calm down as long as you see her," Star responded.
The glasses wearing man would walk even closer to the woman's rebuilt body and lifts it in his arms. Washington was attempting to use the opportunity to aim for The Star's back with his gun until he noticed his partner holding a familiar woman. He lowered his weapon and widened his eyes as he saw this miraculous site of a certain skank from the past being back from the dead.
"Is that what the bloody mother freak I'm looking at? It appears the hooded asshole had made a shitty replica of Varla's body and she doesn't look as hot anymore. It's like they really wanted the two of us to have some sad reunion in this freaking mansion," he said complained.
What would eventually get him was that G is now letting lose his waterworks as tears poured from below the shades that obscured his eyes. Seeing Varla alive in all her beauty was the thing that he had been waiting for she time he stopped Goldman's plans as he sobbed above her very head.
"Varla, you are still as beautiful as ever. Even though these bastards stole your brain from us, he was able to do this to you just for us. God, it's good to have you back in one piece," he said as the salty droplets rolled down his rough cheeks.
The Star watched this human as he cried for the fact that he could see in lover back to the way she was and actually knew how it feels to have someone to love. Detective Washington would step beside the hooded figure to have a closer look at the teary reunion that his partner was having with Varla's undead body.
"Can you tell me what the hell is going on with him and that freaking corpse? Is she even the living dead like you, but with tits?" he said in aggressive disbelief.
The chivalrous hooded figure could only reply with a single nod for which it would be disrespect to interrupt the emotional moment.
You know, I'm actually glad that I have did this since seeing these humans drop their weapons is all that's needed. Though it is such a shame that Curien would eventually use that machine of his' to revive her as something that would eventually kill him.
With The Star's concerned and troubling thought to take into consideration, things would take a turn for the worst since the time was almost right for the crazy scientist to set his late night plan in motion.
Holy hell, a lot had happened in this frenzied chapter since it's starting to get as frantic as your average House of the Dead level. The Star had a tough match against the zombie couple and Chuck with some troubling tricks to make things hard for them. As part of new strategy, Chuck would be left having to gimp him with his own tactics while Zobio would leave with his wife in preparation of another evil. That said evil turned out to be the monster Justice who would nearly devour the weakened Star and his new allies (Chuck and Varla) until an equally large Zobio would show his ugly mug. The two titans had fought viciously and their fight would continue as Chuck and the gang had a new way of delivering Varla's unconscious body to the trigger happy duo. Chuck had also reunited with his unruly boneheaded ally as G was able to have a tearful reunion with the new Varla, leaving the rude Detective Washington of all people shocked at both scenes. But things will really take a turn for the worse as Star practically implied that Curien is almost ready with his plan of a Chaos Emerald powered army of zombies. In the meantime, the next chapter will be available next Friday as usual. As a treat in honor of the upcoming E3 event, I will do a mini filler chapter dedicated to the Smash Ballot where I state what Nintendo or Sega characters I support for entertainment this weekend. I'm out and remember to show your love by following or rating as usual. Peace!
