The chronicles of Orpheus:iZombie: The undeath and times of Liv Moore Chapter 1: The chronicles of Orpheus:iZombie:, an iZombie + X-overs Crossover fanfic

Prologue: Once upon a time, in the Emerald City…

October the 21st, 1962

Sue was dying, she was dying from exhaustion and a gut full of hot dogs, donuts and cola. When focusing she could hear her belly growling in protest, angered that it's lady and mistress, Susan Long, nicked named Sue by relations would put it through such abuse. Now it was screaming back, swearing horrible vengeance. She can feel it, her stomach turning every bit of gluttonous indulgence into a semi-digestive pool of gore. She had already started burping and tasted the abominable goo monster from space that would soon crash land.

'Don't be sick. Don't be sick, Don't be sick,' muttered Richard quite nervously, while driving his marooned Lincoln continental to their cabin in the woods, that was somewhere close to one of Seattle's lakes.

He had fine brown hair and wore a black leather jacket to go with his white shirt, along with black trousers and brown shoe's. Sue knew and was friends with Richard since they were "married" way back in kindergarten, much to the laughter of their parents. Sue and Richard's suppose "wife" Deborah made sure he did all the work of course.

'Relax Richard, our girl here is a true Portlander, belly of steel ain't that right Sue ?' said Deborah, Sue's other best friend. Who wore a blue shirt, along with a darker blue and white square pattern skirt and lame green high-heel shoes.She also had black hair, that she to be plumbed out and wore a blue head band, to match with the rest of her dress.

Deborah's sense of fashion was something of a parallel opposite when compared to Sue's appearance, who had thin long blonde hair, wore a orangey red one-piece dress and white go-go boots. Richard then sighs in defeat. 'Fine, she's forgiven. It isn't everyday that we all get to see forty eight years into the future.' said Richard, while smiling briefly into the upper car for Sue to see.

'It is when you spend a whole week in Seattle, for the world fair Richard.' replied Sue smiling, but groaning at the same time.

'Ah relax "hard gut," was just missing with you earlier, we're just about reached our destination. You know me, "crappy sense of humour." said Richard, thankfully holding true to his word. For when Sue looked out to her passenger side window she can see the opened iron gates leading to what she would know to be more road, going upwards in direction towards a warm and still salvation.

Their cabin was massive, well it needed to be, since their collage class needed the sleeping space, for their weekly stay at Seattle.

Though besides Sue and her two other fellow musketeers, sleep seemed to be the last thing on the rest of her classes mind, preferring to instead to mingle with the locals and party past the twilight hour, while the classes two male tutors, were blissfully unaware, since they choose to stay at a shared room in a motel close by. This was one such night.

'No no no no no!' was all Richard could say, when he was exiting, his car and reacting to the now financial nightmare, which would forever tarnish the name of his father's campus, that was the rental cabin, while Deborah was helping Sue exit the the car. The two girls understood Richard's reaction, from seeing the state of the cabin themselves.

Apparently Jamie Ward, along with the rest of their class, plus another twenty people their age, arrived to have one of their parties in the cabin.

This time Jamie seemly wanted to end the night with a bang, with the apparent side goal of choking the sensibility out of the cabin with his fellow hippies.

Sue liked to think she was pro-countercultural. There were certain aspects of the hippies way of life and goals she found interesting and embraced them such as looking out for the environment and treating everyone equally, regardless of gender and who you love, but like the christian crusade before it.

Jamie and the rest of his ilk seem to have forgotten what goals of their "beliefs" were and now only embrace the hedonism and drug consumption.

Causing social decay, not preventing it and blaming their ill behaviour on others when it suits them, like a spoilt bratty twelve year old. With the cabin now serving as a shrine to everything wrong with the hippie culture.

The once beautifully dark brown oak that made the cabin, was from the front of the house now covered with a enormous cartoon exasperated portrait.

The artist did a good job with the details of the picture which was of a pleasant countryside of two hills that were facing each other on opposite sides, with the cliff-faces looking as if they were trying to reach the other like lost-lovers.

There was also a nice field of flowers of a large variety of colours for the ground scenery, that would have made Sue almost forgive the artist for ruining the front of their mansion sized cabin, if it wasn't for what else was in the portrait.

From the top left corner of the portrait. From the top left corner of the portrait was a enlarged head of John F.Kenndy, face in a similar pose as England's Queen Elizabeth's, that Sue found on pence coins when she went to a family holiday to London.

The pupil of the president's eye was replaced with the hippies sign for peace, iris and whites were replaced with lime green and bright purple.

The jaw was open at a unnaturally largely wide position. He appeared to be vomiting out a rainbow, that was hitting the ground of the painted fields in a waterfall like sequence.

From the left side of the multi-coloured waterfall, was a depiction of two semi-humanoid woodland critters, one had pink fur and the other had sickly yellow, guiding and pushing a queue of U.S soldiers and cops into the waterfall, which after going into, are shown on the opposite side of the waterfall, to have turned into nymphs, creature's belonging to greek myths, that resembled women, who wore only leaves and flowers to cover the more private areas of their body's, though the artist seemed to have either forgotten or purposefully ignored that last detail, as the nymphs were displayed fully nude.

They also appeared to have something wrong with their breast's, as they seemed to be greatly swollen, even by magical creature standards, along with massive buttocks and a broken curved back, which made Sue wonder how they were able to stand, let alone prance in the fields the way that the portrait was displaying some of them to do, while most of the other body deformed nymphs were busy making out with each other, while wallowing in the multi-coloured puddles that were forming on the ground of the portrait.

Sue also noticed that above the gang-banging nymphs, in the portraits depiction of the sky, was John Lennon of the Beatles floating in Mid-Air and like the nymphs was also nude and had his appearance exasperated to a certain degree as well, in the the form of a slightly bigger head than the average person and a ridiculously wide grin, with teeth as long as half of sue's arms, in a gum space that should have belonged to a mouth of a great white shark.

His bare body was displayed as being quite hairy and he seemed to be riding in the sky on a winged unicorn, that was light blue in colour and had the hippie peace symbol tattooed on it's right buttocks, it's wings resembled those of a dove and a trail of stardust was following each of the wings, serving as a "cutting the wind" sequence.

The mane of the unicorn had a beautiful wavy rainbow pattern of colour, while the unicorn itself was showing to be giving a wide smile, which made it look a little bit like a donkey.

Sue then cringed and put her right hand over her mouth to try and not throw up, when she realised that the painted depiction of John Lennon wasn't riding the the unicorn, but shagging it, a regrettable discovery she made, when she noticed that John was intensively gripping on the unicorn's sides, while "resting " on it's buttocks, rather than the upper part of it's back.Of course the former cabin, now turned hippie den shrine, would be nothing without the hippie's themselves, which the now ruined cabin was overflowing with.

At the front of the cabin, as if to play homage to the portrait, were around a dozen people, both men and women, who were semi-naked, dancing or at least attempting to dance to the beat of the Archie's song "sugar, sugar", though they were all clearly as high as a kite, as half of them were struggling to stay balanced let alone dance.

While the other half appeared to have given up and either started crawling on all fours like animals or wallowing in the recently moist muddied ground like pigs, along with throwing and rubbing the mud on each other while laughing, which made it harder for Sue to not throw up and caused Deborah to make a face, when both girls realised that the "mud" was coming from two pipe leaks that were connected to cabin's sewer waste.

The first leak was oozing out of the ground from the bottom right corner of the cabin, while the second, which was in the above direction of the garden, with five people dancing round the second leak, trying to get mouthfuls of the brown liquid.

'Yep' Sue thought to herself. 'These people must be on some pretty good shit, to be lining up and trying the real thing.'

Sue then made a gagging noise, but was still able to keep her mouth closed and swallow what ever vomit was about to come out. Not one to take small mercies for granted, Deborah took Sue away from the human-pig den, that used to be their cabin and walked the both of them towards the pond, that was just on the left side of the hill, just a bit below were the cabin was. As Deborah knew it would only be so long until Sue would have to "clear her engine's". While Richard continued walking towards cabin front door, with a look of murder in his eyes.

'What's in the box?' said Jamie, talking to no one except a pass out bystander.

Both of which lying on the sofas, while everyone else were either still dancing, dry humping or resting else where.

Jamie, who was extremely high after and still eating a box of brownies that were offered by a fourteen year old girl, who had worn strange shaped glasses and said that they were a "tradition" of her faith. She then vanished back into the crowd of other party guests and students, while Jamie started stuffing his face with the brownies, which is when the "trips" began.

The people and the room around Jamie melted and turned into multi-changing colour blobs that floated in the colour changing void that was the living room. The blobs also merged and separated from each other, which made Jamie feel that he was inside a lava lamp.

He was however not the only thing that was still solid in this astral plane.

For just a distance away, in front of Jamie was the fireplace and placed in top of it was a mini Chinese statue of a cat, which was painted gold, with Chinese writing that circled at the upper torso below the neck and around the shoulders.

There was another ring of symbols at the lower part of the torso, just above the feet, It also had bright green eyes and a friendly smile.

The cat reminded Jamie of a science class subject he and the rest of a science class subject he and the rest of his mate's did back in Portland, sometime before going to their week away field trip to Seattle to celebrate world's fair and to meet the president who was suppose to attend today's closing ceremony, but he never came due to a "heavy cold" much to the probable dismay of Richard "by the book" Harris.

'Ha, thinks he has a right to boss the rest of us around because his Dad own's the campus.' thought Jamie to himself, While the fire place dissolved into bubbles.

The cat statue was going through a different metamorphosis however, slowly turning into a ball made up of worm-like organisms and slowly growing in size, while Jamie continued his trail of thought.

'Fool's too busy tying boy scout knot's to realise that the man is leading us all to a cliff edge of atomic rot and ain't nothing going to stop it. Not following rule's not sending U.S pigs and dogs into the meat girder known as Vietnam and certainly not being obvious to it all and hide all the man's sins with a fair about a future that would never come!'

The ball of golden worms separated at this point, revealing that they were cats that were part eel from the waist down, had gold skin instead of fur and glowing emerald eyes with no pupils, which made them resemble a ghoulish version of the statue they originated from.

They started swimming towards Jamie, but he was unintimidated by their charge in the ever colour-changing ocean, simply blowing smoke rings towards them via a pipe of cocaine he was currently using between brownie munching and continued on with his thoughts.

'Perhaps that's what… What's his name? Ah, yes Schrodinger! The class subject, about Schrodinger's cat.'Jamie remembered the discussion now or rather the enjoyment he got from winding his Teacher up, when played dumb, which made Jamie smile drunkenly. The subject was named such after the physicist Erwin Schrodinger, who discussed with Albert Einstein, what Schrodinger saw as the problems of the Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics.

Schrodinger used a cat locked in a steel chamber as an example, attaching a small mechanism within the box.

The mechanism being made out of a radioactive source, an internal monitor and a hammer, all strapped with wire and with a flask of poison below the hammer. If the monitor defects a single atom decaying, the flask is shattered, releasing the poison, which kills the cat.

The mechanics that Schrodinger and Einstein discussed implies that after a while, the cat is simultaneously alive and dead. Yet, when one looks in the box, one sees the cat either alive or dead, not both and dead Thus posing the question of when exactly quantum superposition ends and reality resolves into one possibility or the other.

"What's in the box?" Was the question that Jamie's Teacher greeted the class with, Jamie then remembered how he turned science class into a free period, by rallying the class against how Schrodinger committed "animal cruelty " for the sake of playing pretend science.

The look on his Teachers face was priceless, a specially after trying to order the class to calm down, Jamie Teacher's face begun to tense up and turned pale, as the stress caused him to have a heart attack. Leading to the teacher passing out and hitting the floor. 'What's in the box live pig or dead pig ?'

The ambulance arrived half an hour later to collect the body. Jamie didn't even remember his name and why would he ? The corpse was one of them, blind followers of the man JFK and his league of masters. 'Ordering us all to fight a war that we have no business in, choking the earth, with their oil fuels and hair sprays and their nuclear weapons.

What's in the box, green forest or desert of ash, true flesh or plastic fake, peace and sex or hate and open wounds?'

The cat-ghouls were circling round Jamie like a lover, while using the upper paws they still possessed to claw Jamie's shoulders, giving Jamie a painful, but pleasurable experience.The cats whispered warnings to Jamie. Repeating the words, run, get out and his coming, over and over again. Yet at the same time they were grabbing him, bringing him farther down the purple ocean, while Jamie forgot how to breath and started to drown.The cat-things were clawing him now, with their humanoid hands.

Putting their fingers right into his chest and the back of his head. He could feel their nails touching his brain and heart, while he screamed and tried uselessly to break free. Still sinking and starting to pass out, Jamie then noticed four giant tentacles rising from the abyss.Wait not tentacles…fingers! Four giant, long claw-like fingers attached to a enormous Pam that together formed a huge monstrous hand made out of shadow, waiting to claim Jamie from out the dark.The cat-things were now repeatedly chanting "his here" and turned red, donned a more demonic appearance and started laughing. Something began to open in the giant pam, a bright yellow, reptilian eye that stared at Jamie, stared right into his soul.Reality started to warp and Jamie could feel his body twist and stretch with it.

He tried to scream desperately for help from what ever force or presence that would grant it, but to his horror, nothing but wasteful air bubbles came out, no matter how hard he shrieked.

His body begun to spas out, as it started to the shut down. He was close enough to the hand that it's claw like fingers, started to close in. Preparing to trap Jamie for ever and then…and then…

Richard grabbed a glass from the nearest bystander and spilled it's contents on Jamie. Bringing him out from whatever high he was obviously in.The cabin was as much a pig den inside, as it was outside.

There was massive splashes of paint that covered the walls of the living room, while the painters who were responsible for redecorating the walls, were busy having a group orgie on the floor causing them to tip the remaining contents on the floor, while the painters were still gang banging.There were a higher number of people, than what Richard expected.

There was at least over fifty people inside, while outside had forty.

While the people outside were playing in their own filth. The party guests inside were either dancing to the song "sugar sugar" that Richard heard earlier from outside, still shagging or resting from Said shagging on the floor sofas or the breakfast bar in the kitchen, that's entrance was below the living room stairs.

The upper floor and banister of said stairs were covered from top to bottom with toilet roll paper, some clothes that was mostly underwear and paint like the walls plus glitter. The floors of the cabin took the worst of the party beatings, as they were covered with rubbish, food and paint, which was spread further on the floor by the gang-bangers. Who were covered in moist multicolour and crumbs. Their bodies moving like eels and worms. In other words, the cabin was a f fest in every sense of the word.It didn't take Richard long, to find Jamie. He just had to follow the strong scent of marijuana, which lead him to the fire place were low and behold, on a sofa he found in between a three body human sandwich was Jamie. Wearing only underwear and a short purple dressing gown. Since adopting the hippie life style, Jamie grew his hair long, which made it difficult to clean and was visibly greasy. He also started spurting a bit of facial hair stubble since their weekly stay at Seattle. Jamie looked lost after Richard tossed drink of whiskey on his face, as he began to register the student in front of him and then had the facial expression of "oh shit" written on his face.'Richard? Ummm, welcome to the revolution brother ! Thought you were staying at the fair, with Deborah and…um…what's her name?''Sue was sick, so I drove both her and Deborah up here early and I take it by "revolution", you actually mean this.' replied Richard, who brought his arms outwards and looked round him when he said "this", so Jamie knew that he was referring to the party round them. 'Our teachers said, no more drugs or cult gatherings Jamie. If they saw this'…'Well it's a good thing that "big brother" is busy screwing each other, else where isn't it ? Interrupted and countered Jamie, fed up with Richards boy scout attitude while Richard waited until Jamie finished his tangent, before saying anything more.'Our teachers should be sharing their love with us, the new world order! Instead their hiding, scared of what "the big old man" might think of what the older kids do in their free time. Maybe the "great establishment" should worry about their own subjects turning, rather than fighting wars that don't concern us.''Those wars do concern us Jamie! Responded Richard, now tired of Jamie's bullshit.'And I don't think anyone with a leak of sense, gay or not would want to be part of your cult gang bangs.''For the last time Richard, me and the rest of the rainbow squids are part of the new one true world order. One that Mother earth would approve of.''Yeah sure, I can see your groups "grand progress" in "saving the world." Said Richard sarcastically, while kicking a can of cola across the floor and widely looking at the rest of the rubbish and food waste on the ground, so Jamie Knew what he was out the obvious.Like Sue, Richard use to believe in the hippie cause, but witnessing the decadence back at Portland, his home caused him to have a change of heart and now he shared the same opinion as most other older adults and law enforcers.It was bad enough that Portland had a reputation for being a heaven for crime, but now it was also looked down upon as "ground zero"for american wave of hippie fever.With his fathers campus seen as the heart of it all. A fact that Richard would make damn sure that Jamie wouldn't cock it up for them.

Richard continued his conversation with Jamie

'And let's not forget the "chocolate fountain" that your friend's somehow dug up in the garden. As I'm sure Mother nature "loves" her grasses drowning in human filth.''Well it's probably no different, than what our boys are doing in Vietnam.' countered Jamie. His face turning more red and frustrated per second.Despite his high, he was clearly getting angry and barely holding his nerve. 'What?'

'You heard me Richard, why do you look down on me and others like me, when it's your people fighting in a war that doesn't concern us! It's not us that you hear, burning down unarmed villages and doing sexual-assaults on the native women is it?'

'No, you and the rest of your 'cult-junkies' prefer underage boys and girls who don't know any better.' countered Richard, who was referring to the infamous case of father Fred, the man who was originally the head of the hippie group the rainbow squids and took Jamie and the most of the other students under his wing.

Fred took a shine to one of the students in particular, a girl called Eve, who was a family member of the local mob. Who later disappeared, only for her body to appear two appear two days later semi-buried in a forest.It didn't take long for the authorities to track the evidence to the "fathers" camper van. The mob beat them to the punch, however as when the police where going to question Fred, his van apparently suffered a gas leak over night, but they were still able to find the perfectly preserved "tools" the highland bastard used to "fine" Eve in the cupboard, along with a written confession and there were rumours at Richard's, campus that when examining Fred's body, the police found several bruisings and stab wounds.

Jamie and the other members of Fred's "enlightened " were saddened by their former mentors passing, despite the obvious, with Fred's convicted crime being something of a sore point.

Jamie shut his mouth upon hearing what Richard said and started grinding his teeth and flaring his nostrils.'Good,' thought Richard, he was looking for someone to fight.'Richard, what happened to Eve…' But before any of them could say anything else.

A sudden purple light appeared through the cabin windows behind Richard, Which got everyone who was present attention. Including the two young men who were about to brawl.Richard ran up the stairs to see were the lights were coming from, along with everyone else.

While Jamie was holding on to the stair banister for balance support, while he walked up to Richard.'Is this your doing?' asked Richard, once Jamie reached him.'Ain't my doing man.' replied Jamie 'But it's good to know that I'm not the only one seeing the groovy light show.'Richard moved his attention to the said light show that Jamie mentioned.From what Richard could see, the purple light was coming from the sky, moving in wavy patterns that reminded Richard of similar lights he saw when his family took a holiday in Alaska during the dark months.

The source of the unnatural phenomenon however, was actually coming from some kind of cylinder or something close to a cylinder. Richard would have miss took it as a strange form of lightning due to how bright it was, but it appeared to be staying in place.

The lighting cylinder appeared to be coming from the woodland somewhere close to the… Richard heard a scream that came from down the side of the hill that lead to the road. It was a scream he heard before. Back when a group of students pulled a Halloween prank on…'Deborah!' Richard said out loud to himself.He then moved his attention to Jamie.

'Keep everyone in doors and away from what ever that freak light show outside is. And I'll say to the tutors, you had nothing to do with the party tonight. Deal? ordered and requested Richard.

'What ever you say man.' replied Jamie, who still had his attention on the light show outside.Richard looked at frustrated, but quickly ran down the stairs, exited the cabin and ran as fast as he could to where the scream came from. When he reached the estate gates, Richard was greeted with the sight of a tourist bus that had stopped and a group of people standing in a circle in the middle of the clear road.

Fearful of the worse, Richard ran to the circle of people.Pushing past the crowd his fear's were turned into a reality. In the open space of the crowd, on the road lay the blooded broken body of Sue. Sue who he knew since he was six. Sue who he confided in, when his father started drinking. Sue who's body lay twisted. Eyes still open. Richard snapped out of his trans when he noticed Deborah sitting up straight in a curved ball position next to…next to body. Crying and being comforted by an elderly woman and an urban man with a cap. Richard went to do the same as the strangers and ask Deborah how her and Sue went from the cabin pond to here so quickly, as they were two opposite directions apart. He knelt down and went to reach for his friend.

'Deborah…' said Richard to his friend, but before he could continue, Deborah lifted her head and the sight that Richard saw shocked him and caused him to land on his buttocks and backwards crawl away a bit from what he was seeing.'H-How…'

'The blonde was seen pushing her, to the other side of the road before the bus hit. They came out of nowhere, according to the driver.' said the man in the cap, answering Richard's question.'As for what happened to her face…we don't know.''Could it be to do with the lights?' Asked Richard.'What?''The lights in the sky! The ones coming from the lighting cylinder in the forest!' 'Son, there hasn't been any lights appearing in the sky all morning.' said the capped man with a puzzled look on his face.'Morning?' replied Richard, who was also now very confused and as if on queue, the sun started to rise on Richard's lift.He and the capped man then moved their attention back to Deborah when she stared whispering something under her breath. Richard still couldn't believe what happened to her. The top half of her face was burnt, her eye lids melted shut. 'It came…' said Deborah a bit louder. It came from the lightning.'

He tried to scream desperately for help from what ever force or presence that would grant it, but to his horror, nothing but wasteful air bubbles came out, no matter how hard he shrieked.

His body begun to spas out, as it started to the shut down. He was close enough to the hand that it's claw like fingers, started to close in. Preparing to trap Jamie for ever and then…and then…

There was at least over fifty people inside, while outside had forty.

Richard continued his conversation with Jamie

Jamie and the other members of Fred's "enlightened " were saddened by their former mentors passing, despite the obvious, with Fred's convicted crime being something of a sore point.

'Keep everyone in doors and away from what ever that freak light show outside is. And I'll say to the tutors, you had nothing to do with the party tonight. Deal? ordered and requested Richard.