Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 5: Old Friends and Enemies

The Demon slowly emerged from the hall, allowing the prisoners to get a good look at the monster.

It stood about 9 foot tall, had thick black plated skin, pointed ears like a bat, and large fangs. A row of spikes ran from its head all the way down its back. The spikes were made of fire along with the claws on it’s hands. Finally there was a long, spikey tail. that ended in a purple spike of pure energy.

The Demon stared the petrified crowd down for a few minutes before its tail reached out at a lightening speed and wrapped around the little urchin.

The boy screamed as the monster shone its purple flame into his face. The old man instantly ran at the Demon, but it managed to slash him with its flaming claws. Flames started to appear in the claw marks in the old man’s chest. The old man then after just just a few more seconds began to change into something else.

“Run all of you” he screamed in pain as with his final act, the old man rugby tackled the Demon to the ground. The Demon however overpowered the old man instantly and started slashing and biting him. The four others (including Kirsteen) realising there was nothing they could do quickly ran past the Demon.

The old man writhed in agony on the floor as the flames consumed him, whilst the boy’s face meanwhile hadn’t been burned by the purple flames, but instead had been twisted into a hideous Demonic form.

The old man soon rose up, his body now completely made of fire. All humanity had literally been burned out of him.

The child and the old man bowed to their new master Slekovora, who said calmly “this ship is dead. We need to take the one its docked too. Gyster. I shall infect him and he will be my new servant. There is nothing I can’t accomplish with the living ship at my disposal.”

The four survivors included Kirsteen, the soldier,  whose real name was Luke, Jenna, and a woman from the far future named Alice. Alice came from a space station known as Eden, that had been created entirely by magic.

Gyster had chosen her for her knowledge of magic, whilst Jenna had been chosen because of her dealings with the paranormal too. (She had encountered Vampires and Demons in some of the bars she had played at over the years.)

Luke meanwhile was chosen simply because of his status as a soldier. Gyster would often pluck people from random wars, often not caring what side they were on (apart from a few circumstances) to use as foot soldiers. He also liked to pick people who were aware of the supernatural so it wouldn’t be such a culture shock, though he also had a soft spot for artists.

“If only I had a gun” Luke said in frustration as they ran down the dark corridors.

“I don’t think that would make a difference with that thing” Kirsteen said as she ran behind them. They could see the old man, now a hideous fire Demon at the other end of the corridor chasing them.

The fire Demon shot a ball of flame at the four time travelers, who barely managed to duck in time. Alice was the first to get back up and she ran down the other end, whilst Jenna tried to help Kirsteen up. Alice had lived a relatively sheltered life in a beautiful magical kingdom, so she wasn’t exactly used to facing creatures like Slekovora, though neither were Kirsteen, Jenna or even Luke either.

When Alice saw that her three companions weren’t behind her, she did run back for them, though it was more out of fear of being alone on this ship than anything else.

The fire Demon proved to be too fast and soon advanced on the four petrified travelers. As it raised its hand to hurl another fire ball in their direction, suddenly the monster became distracted by a groaning sound at the other end of the corridor.

It was a Zombie. The monsters had managed to make their way to the dock of Gyster, and without any magic protecting the Professor’s vessel, they easily tore it down and were now swarming the Professor’s ship.

“How tiny you seem to me now” the Demon said as it laughed at the puny, shuffling Zombie. Thinking quickly, Luke grabbed the Zombie as it stumbled near and pushed him into the fire Demon. The fire Demon easily overpowered and destroyed the Zombie, but Luke’s actions gave the four time travelers enough time to flee down the corridor.

Slekovora meanwhile had made his way to the bottom floor of the ship where Professor Fang kept his collection of art, literature, and films, gathered from planets all over the multiverse. Photograph’s Lindsey had taken of all the planets they had visited all over the universe were also stored here.

The Demon started to burn them all. It was a petty, childish act. It knew how much the Vampire and Lindsey adored their collection. The Demon didn’t want to destroy the Professor’s vessel for now. It may need it, if Gyster’s will and magic proved to be too strong. Still for the time being it was taking a great pleasure in destroying the collection the Professor and Lindsey had spent years gathering together. Many of the works of art and literature they had collected, represented the last known copies in the entire universe that would sadly now be lost forever.

Kirsteen, Alice, Jenna and Luke had managed to evade the fire Demon, that had become distracted by two more Zombies who had jumped it in one of the corridors, thinking it was one of the humans in the dark.

The four soon made their way to the main room the Professor and Lindsey had brought them too in the first place. Unfortunately it was now filled with Zombies.

They kept hidden just outside the room, watching the monsters shuffle and groan. There was no way they could make their way through the Zombies, but they couldn’t go back either, whilst the flame Demon was coming up the other way.

“We have no choice, we’ll have to fight our way through those monsters up ahead.” Luke said.

“Are you insane?” Alice said?

“Those Zombies will rip us to piece.”

“We can fight them” Luke replied.

“We can’t fight that fire creature.”

“You don’t know Zombies.” Alice said. ” The way they’ll kill you, it’s the worse option.”

Jenna meanwhile didn’t say anything she was so scared, whilst Kirsteen interjected.

“Either way it looks like we’re in for a horrible death, maybe we should just pick one and get it over with.” She said.

Suddenly however the four prisoners argument was interrupted by a voice echoing in their heads. It was Gyster.

“I am sorry. I dragged you into this. All of you would have died anyway had I not abducted you. Please believe me I was only trying to help.”

“Did you hear that?” Kirsteen said, wondering if she was going mad.

“It is I Gyster. The ship who abducted you. I only ever wanted you to be my new crew.”

“I’m sorry did you say you were a ship?” Kirsteen said.

“Yes, a living vessel, made from magic. I can help you escape from here, but only if you follow my instructions.”

“It’s a trick” Luke protested. “It’s that Demon”

“Trust me, if I was that Demon I wouldn’t waste time with tricks. You can get out of this, but you have to do exactly as I say.” Gyster replied.

“Alright fine” Kirsteen said much to Luke, Jenna and Alice’s surprise.

“Well like I said, we’re all dead anyway. What difference does it make?” Kirsteen responded.

“Okay now what I want you to do is imagine you are somewhere safe.” Gyster said.

“What do you mean?” Luke responded.

“I’m still weak after the operation, but I might still have enough power to send you all weapons. It takes a lot of energy to transport weapons that can harm those Zombies because of the dark magic in them, that’s why I couldn’t before and I’m not sure I can now. The weapons won’t work on the Demons however. If you see them run. “

“How are you going to send us the weapons.” Alice asked.

“You have to think about somewhere safe, somewhere you want to be, and my magic will help make that a reality by sending the weapon to you.”

“That’s ridiculous” Luke shouted.

“No trust me I’ve lived my entire life with magic. He’s telling us the truth” Alice said.

Before Luke could protest, he was suddenly distracted by the sound the fire Demon roaring from down the corridor.

The four instantly started to think of their homes. Luke thought about his wife and child that he had left behind during the war, Lucy and Jonathan. Jonathan was just 3 when Luke had been drafted. He wanted nothing more than to see his little boy again, but he had prepared himself over the last few years for the possibility that would never happen. Still he thought hard about his family, and how he was determined that he would see them again in spite of the monsters.

Jenna thought of her apartment that she shared with her friend and bandmate, Sophie who was like a sister to her and all the good times they’d had writing songs together. She was determined that it wasn’t going to end like this.

Alice meanwhile thought about her mother, Noella. Noella had raised Alice by herself, as her father had been killed in a tragic accident when she was young. Noella had been there when she saw Alice be abducted by Gyster. Eden had detected the presence of Gyster arriving, but they thought their defenses could take care of it. Sadly for Alice they were mistaken. Alice was determined to see Noella again, not just for her sake, but because she couldn’t bare the thought of her mother losing her only daughter as well as her husband.

Kirsteen meanwhile didn’t have anyone to think of back home. All she had was her dingy little home, and her old life of feeling rejected by her friends and the public. She tried to think of the fact that her music would be remembered, but ultimately it wasn’t enough or Gysters magic to work.

Three weapons appeared in Alice, Jenna and Luke’s hands. Luke shot into the air, alerting all of the Zombies. They stared at Luke for a few seconds before all lurching towards him, but Luke, Alice and even Jenna mowed them all down in a matter of seconds, though they also completely destroyed the Professors living room in the process.

“What kind of an evil could turn men into these things” Luke said bitterly as he looked down at the burnt remains of the Zombies.

“The kind of evil that just saved your life”, Gyster said in a somewhat angry tone.

“Listen to my instructions and you can make your way back to me.”

“Aren’t there hundreds of Zombies on your ship.”

“Yes, but there I, and two other people can help you. Move now, that Demon’s on your tail!”

Back in Gyster, Lindsey and the Professor were still trapped behind a blue wall of energy that blocked off the corridor. Not all of Gysters wounds had healed yet.

“You can’t wait for that wound to heal.” Gyster said.

“Besides he’s waiting for you on the other side.”

“Jiazan” Lindsey said?

“Yes, he’s been waiting for the last few minutes. You won’t escape from him in here. He’s even stronger than you Professor, and your little stick won’t slow him down this time.”

“Well I suggest you teleport us away like before.” The Professor said indignantly.

“I can’t, I just used the last of my energy to help my crew in your ship. You’ll have to climb to the top of this room. There’s a vent up there, but”. He paused

“But what.” Lindsey asked.

“It only leads to my zoo.”

“Zoo?”

“Yes where I collect animals from all over the entire universe. When you crashed into me, the power to the cages went down. Fortunately I was able to lock the door to stop those things from getting out, but.”

“So it seems to escape from one monster, you want us to run through a room with hundreds?” Lindsey replied.

“Trust me you’ll have a better chance up there. Most of my creatures will have probably killed each other by now, and there is more space to run. Hurry you don’t have much time.”

The Professor ran up the wall. He may have looked like a frail old man, but his Vampiric powers meant he could move really fast. Lindsey meanwhile struggled behind him as the wall of blue light began to fade. The Vampire jumped back down and pulled Lindsey to safety, just before the blue light vanished and the furious Zombie below emerged, screaming impotently for revenge.

The Professor and Lindsey crawled through the vents into a large room that stunk even worse than the Zombies.

In the pitch black they could see several empty cages as well as in the distance, what appeared to the remains of a gigantic four legged, blue creature! Its guts had been torn out and its head had been ripped clean off.

The two time travelers slowly crept through the room, careful not to draw attention to themselves. They could hear screams and moans of other animals in the distance.

“Just keep walking ahead, you’re near the door, I’ll open it” Gyster said.

Suddenly however Lindsey and the Professor heard a thumping sound coming behind them. They slowly turned round to see what looked like a large, predatory Dinosaur in the distance.

It was an Allosaurus. Lindsey recognised it right away even in the dark. Lindsey had seen many Dinosaurs out in the wild on her journey’s, but even before she had become a time traveler, Lindsey had been a huge Dinosaur fanatic.

The Allosaurus stood about 15 feet tall and was close to 40 feet long. It’s body was positioned in a horizontal frame, whilst it stood on two kangeroo like legs, counterbalanced with a long stiff tail behind. Its forearms were long and thin, and each ended in three sharp claws. Its neck was long and ended in a long crocodile like head, with two large, red crests above its eyes. The monsters face was still smeared in the blood of its previous victims.

The Allosaurus had been the apex predator of its home era, the Jurassic, over 150 million years ago. Ironically this species had always been a big favourite of Lindsey growing up, but now it seemed to be focusing on Lindsey more than the Professor.

The Professor was a Vampire and therefore dead to the Allosaur. Even though the Dinosaur could see him moving, he still smelled cold to it. Lindsey was alive and warm and so the monster viewed her as prey. The creature let out a roar and chased Lindsey, though the Professor ran too at first, it soon became apparent that it was after Lindsey more.

The Professor jumped out of the Allosaurus’ way, and after it ran past him, he grabbed it by the tail.

He briefly held the Allosaurus in place for a few seconds with his Vampiric strength, allowing Lindsey to get a good distance from it. The Allosaurus however flipped the Professor over twenty feet in the air with its tail before charging at him.

Lindsey paniced for a minute. She didn’t know how to help the Professor, but she still grabbed the Professor’s magic staff that he had dropped when dodging the Allosaur. If she could revive one of the larger fallen beasts, maybe it could distract the Allosaur long enough for the Professor to get away.

Lindsey looked ran back to the corpse of the giant four legged creature and fired the staff at the creature. It briefly revived the beast which started to crash into some of the cages.

The Allosaurus had cornered the Professor, but it hadn’t attacked him yet. It was more curious about this strange smelling, small, yet strong creature. Still the giant headless behemoth managed to distract the Allosaurus, who again stared at the beast more out of curiosity than anything else. The Allosaurus had actually killed the giant just a few hours earlier!

Whilst the Allosaurus was distracted, Lindsey would revive another one of the creatures using the staff. Behind one of the cages, she saw several Raptors, feasting on the corpse of a gigantic, green bipedal, Wolf like creature.

As soon as Lindsey revived the monster, it scattered the Raptors, managing to grab one in its jaws and crush it.

The Wolf then instinctively went for the other giant predator in the room, the Allosaur. It was about as large as the Dinosaur. Once again however the Allosaur was more confused by the sight of the larger Wolf than anything else. The Wolf however struck the Allosaur, and it hit it so hard that its own, rotting, putrid arm came off!

The Allosaur in response rammed the Wolf, shoving it back into one of the cages, whilst Lindsey and the Professor ran ahead to the door Gyster had already opened for them.

Once they made their way out. Gyster closed the door before the Allosaurus, or anything else could follow them. (With both the Wolf and the giant having died again.)

Unfortunately however before Lindsey could get her breath back, the two time travelers suddenly heard a growling sound and looked up to see a Sabre Tooth Cat at the other end of the corridor. It had managed to sneak its way out in the short time the door was open and Lindsey and the Professor were distracted by the Allosaurus.

The prehistoric monster went for Lindsey again, much like the Allosaur, but the Professor managed to tackle the Cat to the ground just as it pounced on her, and with one strike to its face, knocked it out cold.

“I hope more didn’t get out. The Zombies were enough” the Professor said as he adjusted his suit.

Back on the Professor’s ship, Luke, Kirsteen, Jenna and Alice had managed to make their way through more Zombies, following Gysters directions to the dock of the ship.

Luke handed his gun to Kirsteen, telling her to fire at any Zombie or Demon she sees, whilst he and Alice tried to pull the door open.

Kirsteen didn’t know how to use a gun, but she hoped she wouldn’t have to.

Luke and Alice pulled and pulled at the massive door until it started to open a little bit.

Just then however a noxious substance from above splashed into Luke’s face causing him to collapse in agony.

It was the young urchin child who had been turned into a Demon. He had managed to make his way to the end of the ship first and had been waiting for the right moment to strike.

The boy, who was now completely unrecognizable. He had morphed into a hideous, horned, goblin like creature, jumped on top of Luke and started to bite and claw at him.

Knowing he was done for Alice pulled at the door which came open a lot more easily now. As soon as she opened it however, several Zombies came pouring out!

To Be Continued.

Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 4: Old Demons

As Jiazan raised the Professor over Gysters heart, Lindsey grabbed the Professors staff and fired it at the undead monster. The staff, just as before had a brief effect on the Zombie causing some of its wounds to heal.

Disoriented by the magic, Jiazan dropped the Professor and turned his attention to Lindsey. Lindsey kept firing the magic at the Zombie however and whilst it didn’t revive Jiazan it appeared to have a much greater mental effect on him than even the Professor could have imagined. Memories of the man Jiazan used to be started to creep back into his rotting skull.

Zombies were never fully the people they had once been in life. Raising the dead exactly as they were was a rarity in the universe, even with the strongest magics.

Indeed most Zombies were the work of crude magics and therefore both mentally and physically they were nothing more than shambolic, repulsive husks, barely on the level on animals, living for nothing but to feed on the living, or obey their masters orders.

Even those who were almost completely perfect physically however would still often be lacking mentally in something vital they once possessed in life.

Now however for a few moments, Lindsey gave everything back to Jiazan mentally and it was enough to almost kill him. He ran screaming from the room and down the corridor, consumed with guilt over the people he had killed. After just a few more moments however Jiazan could suddenly feel his old self slipping away again, as the effects of the staff wore off. “No, no, I must remember who I am, I am a good man, I am a good man!” He kept saying to himself as the homicidal rage and jealousy slowly crept its way back into his very soul.

Lindsey helped the Professor up to his feet and handed him back his staff. “Thank you Lindsey in another minute I’d” he was interrupted as suddenly the whole ship began to break and more beams of blue light began to burst from parts of Gyster.

Gyster let out an ear piercing scream. “Please I can’t hold on much longer.”

The Professor started to work on the ships heart. He used his staff to heal some of its injuries and then began a healing ritual to fully repair the heart, though even as he was performing it, the heart still fluctuated, causing massive flashes of blue light to appear all over the ship.

One flash of light very nearly vaporised Lindsey, who barely managed to get out of the way in time. The Professor meanwhile took no notice of the magical blasts and continued to chant the ritual.

Fortunately one of the blue flashes of light appeared in the corridor just in front of Jiazan, (who had now fully regressed back to being a monster) which prevented him from interrupting the ritual again.

As more and more holes began to appear in the ship, all seemed lost until suddenly the shaking stopped.

Gyster let out another groan. “I can feel the pain going away.”

“You have nothing to worry about now” The Professor said smugly. “An old healing ritual from the planet Skrelian. Its like a magical bandage over your wounds, or think of it as like magical stitches. You’ll never be as strong as you once were though. Don’t over exert yourself or they might pop.”

“Thank you Vampire” Gyster said. “I’m afraid however my lack of strength is going to be a problem for you too.”

“What do you mean?”

“In those last few minutes, when it looked like your ritual wasn’t going to work I drained the energy from your ship. Forgive me. I had no choice, and if I hadn’t I probably would have exploded before your spell could have worked. You’d all be dead now.”

A look of horror came over The Professors face. “Please tell me you left the emergency banks alone.”

“I am afraid.”

“You fool, do you realise what you’ve done.”

“I am sorry Vampire. I know how much you cared for that vessel, but it is not more important than my, or your, or Lindsey’s or any of the people I chose to be my new crew’s lives. All of you can stay here and be my new crew.”

“Believe me, as horrifying as the idea of us being part of your new crew is” The Professor snapped. “You don’t understand. There was a creature locked away deep inside my ship. A monster that makes all of your Zombies look like the pathetic runts they truly are.”

Jiazan waited patiently for the blue light to disappear. He wanted to make Lindsey pay for making him feel guilt. He started to thump the walls in frustration until he heard the faint sound of music in the distance. It was coming from the old disco.

Surely no one could be in there now of all times, dancing to music? It must be an old jukebox, he thought. Still the monster didn’t want to take the tiny chance there was someone in there that he’d let go and so he decided to investigate.

Sure enough when he peered through the doors he saw the two Zombies dancing to romantic music. It almost seemed like a comical sight in the middle of everything that was going on.

The male Zombie pushed the female behind him and spoke, somewhat nervously to Jiazan who came storming into the room.

“Please I know you. We travelled together for many years, decades even. We fought side by side, we slew monsters, saved worlds. Please, me and wife we just want to spend our last few minutes together. Let us have that. Remember the man you used to be. Jiazan.”

Jiazan responded by punching a hole through the lesser Zombies chest before throwing him 10 feet across the room.

The female Zombie let out a scream before picking up a chair and smashing it over Jiazan’s head. It didn’t even make him flinch, and the female Zombie in response picked up one of the chairs legs and jabbed it into Jiazan’s eye. It still did nothing. She then ran across the room, with the giant, psychotic Zombie in hot pursuit. She grabbed two bottles from a nearby table as she ran and threw one at Jiazan’s head but the monster still wasn’t hurt and managed to grab her.

In desperation she smashed the other bottle off of a nearby table and tried to jab it into the larger Zombies face, but Jiazan just threw her over another table.

The larger Zombie then grabbed her throat with both hands and prepared to tear her head clean off her shoulders. Before he could however the male Zombie grabbed Jiazan in a bear hug from behind and pulled him backwards.

“You’re nothing but a pitiful monster now. I’ll put you out of your misery.” The male Zombie said as he tried to pull on Jiazan’s neck.

Jiazan however easily overpowered the lesser Zombie and tore both of his arms off, before lifting him over his head.

“PLEASE, PLEASE FOR PITY’S SAKE, WE’LL DO ANYTHING.” The female Zombie shouted and begged in desperation. Jiazan however didn’t even acknowledge her screams and instead ripped the male Zombie in half.

The female let out a scream and ran at Jiazan, who effortlessly knocked her to the ground with a quick strike..

Jiazan’s strikes were so fast and so relentless that the female had no time to defend herself, even if she had wanted to. Jiazan broke her ribs, her spine, and both of her legs, before smashing her skull in.

With her last actions the female Zombie crawled around the upper half of her lover and wrapped her arm around him.

Like the other undead creatures on the vessel, the two love Zombies were not the people they once were. In life they had been great heroes who would have done all they could to help the still living members of Gysters crew who were in danger, and even Gyster himself.

Now however all they cared about was each other. Even if they had seen a child being torn to pieces by Zombies outside, then they still wouldn’t have bothered to interrupt their dancing to help him.

Still at the very least, unlike Jiazan the two were even as Zombies able to retain the selfless love they had felt for another person in life, and in her final few seconds, the female made sure that she was still by the side of the man she loved no matter what.

Jiazan meanwhile laughed at the female’s final display, muttering “pathetic” under his breath.

Slaughtering the two lesser Zombies had been an amusing distraction for the monster, but his thoughts soon drifted back to the Professor and Lindsey. They had evaded and in his mind humiliated them. “You two got off lightly compared to the Vampire and that bitch” Jiazan said bitterly as he looked down at the beaten and mangled corpses of his previous two victims.

“Who was this Demon?” Gyster asked, not sure if he wanted to know the answer.

“Slekovora, the curser of worlds.” The Professor responded. “He is said to come from the darkest world in all of the hell universes. Each planet he visits he transforms into a copy of his own world, through black magic. According to the legends, unlike most other Demons, he hated the hell he was born into, and despised other races that he felt were born into more privileged worlds. He targeted the most peaceful, and advanced planets in all of creation and would condemn them through the blackest magics.”

“Yes I’ve heard of him.” Gyster responded with regret. “He destroyed my favourite world. The planet Hystari. I saved its people from an invasion of Vampires many millennia ago. They hailed me and my then crew as their greatest heroes. We would visit their world many times after, often helping them against some other threat. Sadly however the last time we visited Hystari it had been twisted into a hellworld.” The ship paused for a moment. “I’ll never forget seeing the people who had once cheered me as I flew by, twisted into monsters, tearing each other apart. I lost five of my crew to that world.”

“I’ve visited Hystari.” The Professor replied. “It’s now known as one of the worst hell planets in its galaxy. I never knew it was anything other than that. I’m sorry. I can relate however. We encountered Slekovora on one of our favourite planets. Liova. It wasn’t as far gone as Hystari however. Its people for years had been working on a spell to contain Slekovora. Doing so drained their world of all magics and left them a burned out husk, but they were eventually able to trap that monster.

The last few surviving Liovans gave his cage as it were, to us. Since we’re never in one place too long, they figured it would be safer with us, as his minions couldn’t track us across all of time and space. For years Lindsey and I tried to find a way to kill that monster while he was vulnerable, but we couldn’t do it. No magics were powerful enough to actually harm him.”

“And now” Lindsey interrupted. “He’s escaped. We’ve failed. We’ll have the death’s of billions of worlds on our conscious”

“Come on we can’t think that way. We’re all responsible, but if we work together, we can put him back in his cage.” Gyster responded with faux optimism.

“We’re not all responsible. You are, you drained the power from my ship” The Professor snapped.

“You were the one who crashed into me, and wasted too much time messing about with those dancing Zombies out there. Why didn’t you warn me.”

“I did. I told you, you were biting off more than you could chew with my vessel.”

“That was hardly a warning.”

“I didn’t want to advertise that I had him locked up. Like I said we were supposed to keep it secret, so that his followers would never be able to find us, not that it matters now anyway as you’ve.”

“Okay, okay” Lindsey shouted. “It doesn’t matter whose fault it is, what’s important is that we need to get back to the ship. Those poor people you abducted think they’re safe back there, when in truth we’d have been better bringing us with them”.

“Maybe I can help if you’ll just give me a few minutes.” Gyster said.

“Look” Jenna shouted. A door suddenly appeared at the far end of the room as the magic as the room started to go dark. None of Gysters new crew, including the old man and the soldier were brave enough to be the first to go through it however.

“Is it a power cut? I thought this ship was supposed to be magic or something” Kirsteen grumbled.

Suddenly the group could hear something shuffling in the corridor.

“Is it one of they Zombie things?” The young urchin said. “I don’t like this, that creepy old man is in league with them I tell ya. He’s left us here to be eaten by em.”

“Lets not jump to conclusions. I don’t know what he’s up to but.” Kirsteen said as something suddenly emerged through the door.

The crowd all backed against the wall in terror. They couldn’t make out what was standing in the doorway, but they knew it wasn’t even remotely human. All they could make out were its red eyes, piercing through the darkness.

To Be Continued.

Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 3: The Forgotten Heroes

“I still don’t trust you Vampire”, the old man from the future said with anger and revulsion to the Professor, who much to Kirsteen and the others worry, didn’t deny he was a Vampire.

“I don’t care. The fact is you need to stay in here until we have repaired the vessel.”

The Professor and Lindsey had taken the humans Gyster had kidnapped to the emergency room of the ship. It could only be accessed with a specific spell that the Professor knew.

He felt that it was the only place they would be safe, as there was always the possibility the Zombies could get into Fang’s vessel now that they were both docked.

“You’ll be perfectly safe in here” Lindsey said more softly.

After the two left the former hostages went frantic. The soldier and the old man started to hit on the walls desperately. There were no doors in the room as it could only be accessed by magic.

Kirsteen meanwhile simply sat at the back, absorbed in her thoughts. She stared at the table of drinks ahead of her. Even in these circumstances she didn’t want to undo all of the great work she had done in conquering her addictions.

“I’m still waiting to wake up” she thought to herself. “Vampires, aliens, Zombies, time travel. I could maybe take one, if I was pissed, but all of them” she thought as she flicked her way through the books on a nearby shelf, looking for something to kill what might be her last few hours. “It’d have to be a good book to take my mind off of the fact that I might be eaten by space Zombies in a few minutes” she thought.

The young girl who had recognised her from earlier, Jenna, sat beside Kirsteen, eager to strike up a conversation.

“Sorry I was just wondering, are you really Kirsteen Williamson?” she said nervously.

“Yes” Kirsteen said as she flicked through her book, hoping Jenna would go away.

“Unbelievable. I’m sorry to bother you, but I love your music.”

It had been a long while since Kirsteen had heard anything positive about her music.

“Thanks that’s rare to hear someone say that, though not as rare as it is to hear someone play one of my songs.”

“Nonsense. I grew up listening to you non stop. My parents were huge fans of yours. You were my main inspiration. I started my band because of you.”

Kirsteen put her book down.

“Really? Well thank you my dear, you know that’s always the nicest thing to hear. Tell me what year are you from.”

“2023”

Kirsteen could barely contain her joy. She couldn’t believe people would still be listening to, never mind getting inspired by her music 40 years on. It had to be some kind of mad hallucination now, she thought. The idea that people would be looking up to her so long in the future seemed more unbelievable than the Vampires and Zombies.

“I’ve been in a band for a couple of years now. Sadly we haven’t really gotten anywhere. I was wondering if you could maybe give me any advice.” Jenna said.

“I’d love too, but I’m not sure if even I know how I made it. Also I’d imagine the music scene’s probably changed a bit in the 5 decades between us.”

Kirsteen could see her answer had upset Jenna a little bit.

“Come tell me about yourself.” Kirsteen said.

“Me?”

“Yes, my life’s been rather boring of late” Kirsteen said. “I’d like to know what the future is like, though please don’t let me know what happens to me. If I die horribly I’d rather not know. As long as people still listen to me I’m happy”.

“Oh trust me they do.”

The Professor and Lindsey opened the hatch to Gyster. There was a long seemingly empty corridor ahead. Once they entered it they heard Gyster’s voice booming.

“About damn time” the living ship complained. “What took you so long.”

“Well you know how it is, trying to fix a broken down living spaceship, I just need the right tools.” The Professor said.

The Professor had a large staff that ended in a green glow. It was a powerful magical healing device. The Professor hoped it could at least eleviate some of the symptoms as he fixed Gysters core engine with enchantments.

“I just hope we don’t run into any of your friends” Lindsey said. “If I die don’t you dare turn me into one of of your little pets.”

“You’ve not earned that privilege” Gyster said, which made Lindsey wince in disgust.

“There is one that you should be scared of. My former favourite, Jiazan.” Gyster continued.

“I take it that’s the big fella?” The Professor asked.

“He was once the greatest of all my warriors. He was a beautiful, kind and generous soul. He was killed by Vampires, monsters like you Professor on a mission to save the planet of Amercos.” Gyster said with anger.

“When I brought him back I thought he would be happy to help me again. Instead he tried to kill my latest friends. He ate them. This was years before you crashed into me. I laid him to rest again. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Just before I killed him a second time, he told me that he couldn’t bare the fact that I had replaced him. Now he is killing everyone on board and not just killing them. He crushes them into nothing. He wants to be the only one here forever. If you see him run.”

“Yes thank you for the warning, but I don’t think I needed to be told to run from a giant, psycho jealous Zombie.” The Professor said. “I was barely able to rescue your last hostage from him.”

“If only you could know the great things my crew have done over the years. The worlds we saved. I elevated my crew to heroes. Heroes whose story will vanish unless you save me.”

Gyster continued to bore The Professor and Lindsey with tales of his former crews heroics and tedious small talk, as they ventured through the large catacomb of tunnels and corridors.

“I’m not normally quite so dark and dank you know” Gyster said.

“Please we have to concentrate. There could be Zombies round any corner.” The Professor snapped.

“I was just trying to make conversation. Anything to avoid thinking about my impending death.”

“Yes well we’re all in this together and as much as it pains me to say this, you may have a part to play in the battle against evil after all.” The Professor said.

“What do you mean?” Lindsey asked.

“You’re surely not going to let him keep on doing what he’s doing?”

“I might not have a choice. You know as well as I do Lindsey that we can’t change history. Fact is as twisted and needy as this vessel is, it has saved countless worlds from much worse evils. I’ll do everything I can to help the people it’s captured, but they just might have to.”

Suddenly a Zombie came peering round one of the corridors. It was a young woman. She appeared to have died only recently. She was carrying a large blunt instrument and hissing at the two time travelers. The Professor fired his healing ray at the Zombie. It confused and disoriented the monster for a short while and some of its scars began to heal, but the creature was too far gone for the spell to revive it completely.

It tried to attack the Professor in rage, but Lindsey managed to kick the monster’s weapon out of its hand, which she then picked up and used to smash the monsters head in.

She turned to look at the Professor, somewhat annoyed. “What the hell were you doing?”

“I just wanted to know if I could heal a Zombie. Since I first got this little contraption a few months ago, I’ve been wondering if it can actually raise the dead.”

“You know only the most advanced magics can do that. Everything else, even if it patches up the body, always leaves something out.”

Suddenly their discussion was interrupted by several more groaning sounds coming from down the corridor. There were dozens more Zombies, coming their way.

As the two time travelers turned to flee they saw Zombies coming back down the other way too.

They were completely trapped. The Professor might be able to fight through that many Zombies with both his strength and magic, but there was no way he could protect Lindsey at the same time. She was a highly skilled fighter, but that many Zombies would be too much for any normal human.

“Do something” The Professor said in panic.

“I can’t my power has to be reserved” Gyster said indignantly.

“Fine we’ll die painfully, and you’ll die painfully.” Lindsey said.

Just then a red light appeared, followed by the sound of Gyster gasping in pain.

“Get in, now!” Gyster shouted. Lindsey and the Professor ran through the light, and suddenly found themselves in a large disco.

“Where are we” The Professor asked.

“In the disco. The core engine is just right around the corner from here. I teleported you here with my last ounce of strength. I’ve shortened my life however in the process. I have about 10 minutes left. You have to hurry.”

Lindsey and The Professor ran through the large empty Disco, but as they reached the end of the room, they were suddenly distracted by a most peculiar sight.

Two Zombies were dancing with one another near the only door. Their faces were both decaying. The male Zombies face had rotted to the point where it was almost unrecognisable.

Both Lindsey and the Professor stared in amazement at the creatures for a few seconds, before Gyster started to groan in pain. Unfortunately this alerted the two Zombies who suddenly noticed the Professor and Lindsey at the other end of the room.

“Please don’t hurt us” the female Zombie said.

“Don’t hurt you?” Lindsey said in response, completely puzzled.

“Please we don’t know how much longer we have left. We just want to spend it together.”

The male Zombie spoke up.

“We were picked by Gyster thousands of years ago. We first met each other on this very floor at a party Gyster held to welcome his new friends.”

“Prisoners more like” Lindsey said under her breath.

“We were from two different worlds and two different eras, but we fell in love. For years we journeyed the universe together, fighting evil, slaying monsters, saving planets. Unfortunately Gyster never let us have children. He wanted to be the only one who decided who got to live here.

“The more and more I hear about Gyster the more I like him.” The Professor said sarcastically.

“We both understood. We were not angry with him. Had it not been for Gyster we would never have met and never done all the great things we did. Sadly however our time would come to an end. Slakia was killed defending a group of children from a Marishu beast. Nasty creatures. When she died I did too.” The male Zombie said as he clutched her hand. “I’d spent the rest of my life on Gyster, never bothering to visit another world, and constantly waiting for that wonderful day when we would be reunited again. Now it has finally come. For just a few hours we can be together again. It’s a miracle.”

“Miracle? You’re missing half of your face!” The Professor said in shock.

“Leave us alone please, we just want to be together” Slakia said. Just then the whole ship began to shriek and a large blue light came bursting through the floor, narrowly missing Lindsey and the Professor. It burned a hole right through the roof. Slakia and the male Zombie huddled together in fear.

The blast was followed by an ear piercing scream from Gyster. “Please I’m dying!” He screamed.

The Professor and Lindsey ran past the two love zombies and down the corridor outside of the disco which ended in a T junction.

“Which corridor Gyster. Gyster!” The Professor shouted, but all he heard were groans of pain. Just then the Professor noticed a large flash of blue light coming from down the left corridor.

“Well I guess we don’t go down that way then” Lindsey said. The Professor however had the opposite reaction.

“No I think its this way” The old man ran down the corridor, much to Lindsey’s annoyance.

The Professor felt that the flash’s of blue light, in reality magic, were the ships blood, and the closer they got to the light, the closer they got to Gysters “heart”.

When they reached the light however they had to stop. It was burning to the touch and would have incinerated them both within seconds. The Professor however was able to make it disappear by using his magical healing staff to close the “wound” the light was emerging from, allowing he and Lindsey to cross.

Just ahead was a room with a massive oval shaped, metallic, floating object above.

“The core engine that radiates magic throughout the entire ship and gives Gyster life. I reckon I have about 15 minutes before it explodes.” Said the Professor.

The Professor got to work with his staff, trying to ease some of the more unstable areas of the “heart”.

Unfortunately both he and Lindsey were too distracted by the heart to notice the lumbering, Zombie giant, Jiazan slowly sneaking up on Lindsey. The monster had also made its way to Gysters heart, hoping that it could control it and make Gyster its puppet to go exploring the universe with.

Before she could even react, the monster grabbed Lindsey from behind and started to throttle her.

The Professor started to grapple with Jiazan. Unfortunately the monsters strength was far too great and it batted the Professor across the room easily.

Sensing that he was the greater threat, the monster tossed Lindsey aside and picked the Professor up. It dragged the Vampire across the room to the unstable “heart” of the ship. Just touching it would be enough to vaporise the Professor.

Fang struggled in the monsters grip, but it was no use. Lindsey also attempted to help by hitting the monster repeatedly, but it quickly knocked her out with one punch.

The Zombie then lifted the Professor up over its head and prepared to throw him into the ships heart.

To Be Continued

Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 2: The Chosen Few

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The old man and Kirsteen were trapped in a sea of hideous rotting corpses all reaching out to claw at them. The old man with a wave of his hand however appeared to hold the Zombies back for a few seconds, but the ravenous monsters soon pushed forward causing the old man to fall to his knees for a few seconds.

The largest Zombie that had come smashing through the door however, to the old man and Kirsteen’s surprise started to attack the other creatures. It pulled a short female Zombie up off the ground by her hair and then placed its hand on her shoulder and pushed down hard, effectively tearing her head off.

Two of the other Zombies turned their attention to the giant, but they too were effortlessly torn to pieces by the larger creature. The other Zombies started to run alongside the Professor and Kirsteen.

The larger Zombie seemed to go to for the other members of its kind, allowing Kirsteen and the old man to escape by the corridor the larger Zombie had come down.

At the end of that corridor was a dead end. “No it can’t be” The old man screamed in frustration.

Kirsteen saw that the larger Zombie was coming their way, holding the severed head of one of its victims in one hand. It moved a lot faster than its large size would suggest. Kirsteen prepared to try and run past the monster, but the old man held her back.

“Trust me you wouldn’t make it, get behind me”, he said as he raised his cane in defense.

Just then a blue circle started to appear at the end of the corridor. “Quick get in” the old man shouted as he pulled Kirsteen into the circle.

The larger Zombie suddenly ran at its two intended victims with a look of panic on its face, but before he could reach them, the old man and Kirsteen vanished in a blue light.

Kirsteen suddenly found herself in a large, brightly lit room with a massive book case on the wall next to her, and a massive 20 inch screen tv and some recliner chairs at the far end of the room. In the very center of the room meanwhile, a massive gold chandelier hung from the ceiling.

On the other end of the room from the tv were two huge wooden doors, whilst on the side opposite the bookcase was a large dining area, fit with a huge 20 foot long table, and a small kitchen behind it. There were about 7, scared looking people huddled together over the table. One of them, an old man was constantly downing shots of whisky. They all looked as though they had come from different eras. The youngest boy at the back looked like a little street urchin from Victorian times, whilst another appeared to be dressed in an old fashioned uniform possibly from the second world war. At the back of the table was a young, attractive woman with long dark hair who appeared to be separate from the others. She looked less confused and disoriented and was holding a strange device. This woman rushed towards the old man as soon as he arrived.

“I’m so sorry Professor. I had to temporarily get rid of the portal, the magic was fluctuating after the crash and I had to reserve power, it was.”

“That’s quite alright Lindsey I understand, the important thing is that we got the last survivor, now we can get out of here.”

“Excuse me” Kirsteen shouted. “Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on here? Am I on drugs again? Are you lot hallucinations.”

Lindsey approached Kirsteen and spoke gently. “Don’t worry, we’re here to help you. You’ve been abducted by aliens. That ship my friend here, Professor Fang rescued you from, it collided with ours. We’re not sure who created it yet, but it appears to run on magic.”

“Magic!” Kirsteen shrieked in surprise. “Aliens is one thing, but magic?”

One of the people at the back suddenly piped up, a young woman in her 20s named Jenna. “Hang on a minute she looks like Kirsteen Williamson.”

“She could very well be”. Professor Fang said as he tinkered with some device by the wall.

“But that’s impossible, she died about 30 years ago!” The woman said

“So?” the Professor said. “I told you I haven’t had time to check what era we’re in, but we could very well be 30 years in your past, or 1000, or we could be in another universe altogether. Most of you are from different times. Still if you’ll give me a few minutes though we can find out where we are.” He said somewhat impatiently.

Kirsteen was deeply disturbed by this conversation and begged Lindsey to let her go. There was something about Lindsey that seemed non malicious. Even in this strange environment, Kirsteen didn’t feel threatened by her. Whilst she felt the Professor wasn’t evil, there was still something a little unsettling about him.

“Please we don’t really know what’s going on here either, but we’re doing the best we can. Just trust us, you’re safe in here.” Lindsey assured Kirsteen.

The others started to protest, but Fang soon shut them down by slamming his stick on the table.

“I don’t like any of you being here either. This is my home, and I’m normally very picky about who I let stay here. Still we all have to stick together for the time being. Not all of you were lucky enough to get this far, or need I remind you.”

A deathly silence fell over the room.

“Exactly, now please give us some peace while we try and get us all out of this situation.”

After Fang and Lindsey left the room, Kirsteen went over to the table. The people almost didn’t pay attention to her they were so wrapped up in their own problems.

“So” Kirsteen said somewhat awkwardly. “Any chance any of you could tell me who, or rather what took us here.”

Only one of them answered Kirsteen, the old man that had been drinking the whisky, who was dressed in somewhat tattered clothes.

“None of us do. We’re all from different times it would seem like the old geezer told you. I’m from the year 3892. There I was, in the middle of the fight of my life with the Vampire scum, Melesca, and his pet Tyrannosaurus when suddenly I was in a tiny little room, with several rotting corpses pounding on my door.

“I’m sorry did you say Vampire?”

“I can only assume you come from a time before their filth covers our entire world? I’m convinced the man who brought us here is one of them.

“A Vampire?”

“Yes, I know one when I see it. I’ve spent years running away from them. Still I don’t think he’s behind the ship. Him and that girl, they’ve got something else in mind for us. If they try anything though don’t worry. I’ve killed more than my fair share of those bloodsucking monsters.”

The Professor and Lindsey had made their way to the control room. It had been somewhat damaged in the crash, but fortunately not only could the Professor repair it in no time, but the ship had a sort of magical healing factor that would repair any damage automatically anyway, though it might take time.

“Honestly you’d think they’d be grateful we pulled them out of that nightmare” The Professor said to Lindsey as he adjusted the controls.

“To be fair Professor, we may have been the ones who got them into this awful mess.”

“Nonsense my dear. You heard them. They were prisoners on board that ship before I, eh crashed into it. It’s strange that we didn’t find any pilots when we were searching for the survivors.”

“Apart from those horrors. God do I hate Zombies. I’ve never met one I liked you know. Even Vampires and Demons can be pleasant, but Zombies? They’re always bad company.”

“I quite agree Lindsey, but still there is no way those brutes could build a craft like that. No this is something else. Once we’ve gotten those people back to their own time, then I intend to investigate.”

The Professor attempted to start the ship, but nothing happened. He heard a strange whirring sound for a few seconds afterwards, before trying the controls again. This time however there was a crashing sound and the whole ship began to shake violently for a few minutes.

“I don’t understand? It should have repaired itself by now” The Professor said as he opened up the controls.

“No everything is in place, I don’t know why it won’t take us out of here.”

Just then a strange noise, like someone groaning in pain began to echo through the ship.

Lindsey checked the communication device. “According to this there’s nothing coming through.”

“Of course not. This noise is poking its way into our very minds Lindsey. It’s a telepathic communication.” The Professor said in a worried tone.

The voice began to speak.

“Please help me, you, you are the only ones who can. I was too weak to contact you before now.”

“Who are you?” The Professor said defiantly.

“I am Gyster, I am the vessel you clumsily crashed into with that bat shaped excuse for a vehicle.”

“Gyster? Of course I should have known. I’d heard stories about you. A lot of people dismissed you as a legend, but I have a slightly more open minded than most.” The Professor said.

“Who is Gyster” Lindsey asked trying to get the conversation back on track.

“Gyster is a time and space ship made from magic. It was constructed by the Frexeia civilisation. They built it to explore all of time and space. The magic used to build it however caused the ship to develop sentience as you can see for yourself.” The Professor said.

He continued. “The ship loved its crew however. They were its friends, they all enjoyed travelling through time and space together. When the crew died, according to the legends Gyster would begin abducting other beings from all of time and space to be his new crew. “

Lindsey had sudden realisation. “Oh my god. Those Zombies, they were his previous crew members.”

“I didn’t kill them!” The voice protested.

“They died themselves of old age. Most of them were not happy at being taken at first, but in time most of them came to appreciate the lives I gave them. When they died I kept their corpses preserved in magic as a sign of respect.”

“There’s a huge but isn’t there”. Lindsey said.

“If my ship was ever breached by an outside menace, then I would bring them back as Zombies to protect my current crew.”

Both Lindsey and the Professor felt sick at the revelation.

“I was honouring them!” The voice protested. “I was giving them a chance to be heroes again after their passing. I was allowing them to save the next generation.”

“The ones I met didn’t seem to see it that way Gyster” The Professor said with disdain. “Why were they trying to kill your current crew?”

“That is on your head Vampire. When our vessels collided in the vortex, you ruptured my engine. The magic from my core seeped out and revived the Zombies. They’re crazed, feral, but they are the least of my problems. In a few hours the rupture will become so great that I will explode.”

Lindsey could see that the vessel’s words had affected Fang. “Well you could have looked where you were going too.” She snapped.

“Neither of you are leaving until you repair my core. Your vessel is caught in a trap of my creation. It’s draining the energy from your core. It’ll put off my death by a couple of more hours. After that, I’ll die, but your vessel will be trapped here, powerless unable to move, and you’ll be caught in the blast.

“You would do well not to tamper with the core of my ship. It contains, well I’m not sure I should share that with you, but trust me on this. You’re biting off more than you can chew” The Professor said.

“You leave me with no choice, you must help me.”

“Neither of us intend to help you carry on taking people and defile their corpses. You’re a monster” Lindsey protested.

“Sadly we don’t have a choice I’m afraid. He holds all the cards for now. We need to fix that engine, for those people out there. We’ll talk about his poor lifestyle choices later” The Professor said in a grim tone.

“You will not take my new friends” The voice boomed! “This is the best collection I’ve ever assembled. War heroes, grizzled Vampire killers, artists. They’re mine!”

“Like I said we’ll discuss that later. First let us teleport back to your ship.”

“I’m afraid not. Whenever you teleport you use up more energy keeping me alive. It’s why I was barely able to contact you. I’ve disabled the teleportation spell.

“If you think that I’m going to make my way through those Zombies.” The Professor protested.

“Like you said. I hold all the cards.”

To Be Continued

Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 1 The Stolen Dead

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Kirsteen Williamson was a remarkable woman in more ways than one.

Most people know of her rags to riches life story. Of how a troubled young girl from an impoverished background in Lutton became one of the most acclaimed rock singer/songwriters of her generation. (Find me a female or a British singer of the past 30 years who hasn’t been inspired by her in some way?)

Sadly we also all know how Kirsteen like so many other great talents before her succumbed to drugs, alcohol and depression and eventually vanished mysteriously into the night of the 30th of November in the year 1989. There was even a widespread conspiracy theory that she had been abducted by aliens!

Ironically however very few people know of Kirsteen’s greatest accomplishments, her journey’s through time and space, her battles with the undead and her encounter with the creator of all things.

This is the true story of Kirsteen Williamson, and of the incredible man who made all of this possible for her, Professor Fang.

Its hard to imagine a time when Kirsteen wasn’t so utterly beloved. You’d be hard pushed to find anyone who has a bad word to say about her nowadays either professionally or personally. Her albums are still best sellers, and according to all who ever worked with her, she was the loveliest woman. There have been countless books, documentaries and even a really crappy film made about her life.

“A Star Vanishes Into The Night”, which was released in 1997 was the usual sensationalised nonsense that films about the lives of dead celebrities almost always are, but ironically the thing that it was most widely ridiculed for, the ending where Kirsteen is abducted by aliens is actually closer to the truth than people know.

In 1989 Kirsteen was at the very bottom of her fame and personal life. Her last album had been released in 1984 and it hadn’t exactly been her greatest work. Even today, whilst not as badly thought of as it was at the time, it’s still looked on as being a somewhat unspectacular end to a once glittering career.

Furthermore Kirsteen had become a laughing stock around the world. Her personal problems had gotten so out of control, that they had completely eclipsed all of her musical accomplishments.

Kirsteen at that point of her life was a deeply lonely person whose friends and family had all either passed on or abandoned her.

Kirsteen’s mother had died when she was just 3 years old and so she was raised by her father and older brother. She grew up as a bit of a Tomboy and was very popular at her school with the boys as a result. In her teen years she often hung around with a rough crowd, got into trouble regularly, and was eventually expelled at the age of 17 for smoking dope.

Music had been the young Kirsteen’s salvation. She had always had an interest in it, but it was only after being kicked out of school with virtually no qualifications that she turned to music as a way of earning her keep.

Kirsteen would play around clubs and pubs for years until she scored her first big break at the age of just 24 in 1970, after she was spotted by a record manager during one of her performances.

She’d go on to dominate the charts for the next 10 or so years, becoming a sensation to rival the Beatles themselves.

Sadly however it was in 1979 that her life spiraled out of control. Kirsteen had not touched drugs or booze since she was a teenage girl. Her father had convinced her not to after she was booted from school, but sadly when Kirsteen’s father and brother were both killed in a car accident, she fell back into both habits quite fast.

Her marriage ended due to her drug use, she made a complete fool of herself in several interviews and soon became better known for her antics.

She also lost most of her fortune due to being betrayed by her agent who took advantage of the poor women during her lowest eb.

By 1989, Kirsteen was living in alone in a small, run down house in the middle of London, with all of her friends having long since abandoned her too. They had started out sympathetic to her drug use and depression but as time went on, the more she didn’t really do anything to help herself, the more they left. One by one.

She did eventually get clean in 1987, hoping that she could perhaps rebuild her life and career, but sadly neither the public or her former friends were interested in her anymore. Many of her so called friends had never really cared for Kirsteen anyway. Much like her worthless husband they were only there for her when she was a global sensation.

Kirsteen didn’t think her life could get any worse. She’d spend hours everyday thinking about the people she’d lost or who had walked out on her and sometimes she’d be tempted to drink as a result. Still she always held back, as she was determined that she was going to prove the people who abandoned her wrong.

Kirsteen would finally be given a chance for a fresh start, under the most unusual circumstances, when on the 30th of November her neighborhood was visited by a craft from another world.

The ship was massive and triangular shaped. It covered almost all of the houses in the neighborhood. It arrived at 3 o’clock in the morning when everyone was asleep. Still the buzzing noise the craft made woke up one of Kirsteen’s neighbors Dave. Dave at the time was dismissed as a crackpot, but he would insist for the rest of his life that Kirsteen had been abducted by aliens.

Kirsteen herself was sound asleep when the ship hovered above her neighborhood and teleported her on board, after which it vanished back into the black sky in an instant, and left this world.

Kirsteen awoke several hours later in a large, cold, dark room. Her first thoughts were “oh no have I been drinking again?” She thought she must have given in to temptation last night and made a fool of herself to the point where she had been lifted. “Not again” she thought. So much for proving she had left this behind her.

However as Kirsteen looked around she noticed that this was not like any prison or police station she had ever been in before (and she’d been in quite a few.)

It was so dark she could hardly see anything, but at the very end of the room Kristeen was able to make out what looked like a door that had been left open. She didn’t want to leave as she was in enough trouble, for whatever she must have done when she was drunk last night, she thought. Still as time went on she felt she couldn’t wait here any longer. Not knowing what she did last night was absolute hell. She went up to the door and shouted out for a policeman. There was no answer. She shouted again, but this time she heard a screaming sound.

She was scared. Had the criminals overrun the station perhaps? Why else would the door be left open. “I can’t just wait here until some crazy decides to pick me off.” She thought to herself, and she slowly and quietly crept out of the room, scared at what she would find on the other side.

She saw a long, still very dark corridor, with metallic, purple walls.

There was also a foul stench in the corridor too. It smelled like rotting meat and was quite overwhelming. At the other end of the corridor, Kirsteen could see what looked like a shambling, shaggy figure come staggering from around the corner.

It was moaning and screaming. “He must be on drugs” Kirsteen thought to herself as she slowly backed away.

Just then however the figure spotted Kirsteen and like a bolt of lightening it sped towards her.

As the figure drew closer Kirsteen could see that its face was horribly disfigured. Its flesh, which was bright green was rotting and hanging from its face in certain parts. The expression on its face was a combination of anger and agony.

Kirsteen ran as fast as she could down the other end of the corridor, but the beast caught up to her in no time and threw her violently to the ground.

As Kirsteen struggled to get back up, she could hear the monster speaking. Its voice was deep and booming and surprisingly clear.

“I will tear your body into thousands of pieces. I will crush your bones into nothing but powder and I will do it to spare you. Spare you from ending up like me!”

Kirsteen could see just ahead of her, a door that led into what looked like a small, cramped bedroom. It didn’t look like the most secure shelter, but it was better than nothing. If she tried to run back where she came, the monster would surely catch her and the other end of the corridor looked never ending..

Kirsteen jumped up and ran as fast as she could to the room. The creature followed her however, and before Kirsteen could shut the door, the monster managed to ram its full body against it.

Kirsteen struggled to try and push the beast back, but its strength was far too great. Eventually it pushed Kirsteen back and she landed on the floor beside the bed in the center of the room.

Kirsteen however didn’t give up. She scrambled to her feet, and fetched for anything she could use in the room as a weapon.

As she looked around however, she saw much to her horror the corpse of a young woman lying on the bed with a knife covered in blood lying next to her. There was also blood dripping from her mouth. She looked as though she had died very recently.

“Foolish girl. She thought she’d escape that way. She will now join us. I’ll make you sure you don’t”. The figure said to Kirsteen.

Kirsteen reached for a vase that was on a small cupboard behind her. She threw it at the creature but it did little to deter him.

Desperate, Kirsteen reached for the knife on the bed, and started slashing at the monster that was now grabbing her in its rotting, stinking hands.

Kirsteen slashed and stabbed at the monsters eyes, its throat, and its hands . The monsters strength was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and she could feel her arm that it was clutching slowly starting to break! Still she fought and hacked and hacked at the monsters’ hand that was grabbing her until she cut it off.

Though the creature was strong, its flesh was still rotting and somehow putrid and weak. Kirsteen stabbed the monster in the heart and managed to push it out of the door, which she then shut. (Though she had to give up the knife in the process.)

The monster started to slam at the door with its single hand and Kirsteen knew that it would get through eventually.

She searched around for another way out, but all she could see was what looked like a ventilation system at the other end of the room. As she went towards it however, the corpse on the bed suddenly rose up.

Kirsteen screamed and ran back to the other end of the room, but there was nowhere to run.

The Zombie, Monster, or whatever it was that she had pushed out into the hall had already smashed the door down with its single remaining hand.

Trapped between two undead ravenous creatures, Kirsteen pulled the knife out of the male Zombies chest and ran towards the ventilation system. The female Zombie tried to grab her, but Kirsteen hacked at its hand to such an extent that she managed to cut it off too.

Kirsteen jumped on the bed and then from there into the ventilation system. Again the female Zombie however managed to grab on to Kirsteen’s foot. She couldn’t reach down with her knife however and so instead she struggled, eventually being able to pull her foot out of her shoe that the monster held onto.

Kirsteen then crawled through the vents, not even knowing where she was going. The two Zombies meanwhile had crawled up after her, but she had a good head start on them. Unfortunately however at the other end of vent, another Zombie soon crawled out of the darkness in front of her.

The way ahead was so dark that Kirsteen didn’t see at first. She hadn’t made that much noise crawling in the vents, but the monster could sense her very soul.

As she couldn’t go back, Kirsteen instead started to hit the grate in front of her with her knife to try and break it.

She could see in the dark corridor below more creatures shuffling around aimlessly. There were at least 7 of them. There’s no way she could fight the monsters off, so she would just have to try and outrun them.

She kept hacking and stabbing at the grate, but sadly she wasn’t fast enough and the two monsters from either side grabbed her from either arm and started pulling.

Kirsteen felt like her arms were being pulled out of their sockets as she struggled against the inhuman strength of the Zombies. Just when all seemed lost for Kirsteen, the grate opened. The two Zombies stopped and stared down at the figure that had pulled the grate out with its bare hands.

It was an old, somewhat frail looking Chinese man. He had long, flowing white hair, a thick white mustache, and was dressed entirely in black. He wore a long, flowing black cape and carried what looked like a stick made entirely of gold, that was glowing.

He reached in for Kirsteen who was too weak to fight back and pulled her onto the ground. The two Zombies soon followed, but with two smacks of his stick to their throats, the mysterious stranger sent the undead brutes crashing to the ground.

The old man grabbed Kirsteen by the arm and hoisted her up. “Come there’s too many of them we need to get somewhere safe.”

His voice was strong, and commanding, yet Kirsteen for some reason felt safe with him. Using his stick he batted the other Zombies away, as he and Kirsteen made their way down the corridor ahead, but when they turned a corner they came across eight more Zombies.

“Where the hell did they come from.” The old man said angrily. He searched around for anywhere to escape to. “Cover your eyes” he said to Kirsteen as he held his cane up. A bright flash appeared at the top of the cane which send the Zombies scattering. The old man then grabbed Kirsteen and ran through the Zombies as they were dazed, batting more of them away with his cane. At the other end of the corridor were two doors, but as the old man made his way to open them, suddenly a rotting, clawed hand came smashing through one of the two doors.

The hand ripped the door off its hinges, whilst the other door was soon struck so hard it from the other side that it went flying through the air, with the old man and Kirsteen managing to dodge it just in time.

A figure then emerged from the dark corridor. It stood roughly eight feet tall. Kirsteen couldn’t quite make it out at first, but when it stepped into the light she could see one half of its face was completely burned off. The other side of his face was covered in deep scars, whilst his clothes were ragged, and his body was covered in horrific wounds. The monster let out a roar and the old man instantly ran back the way through the Zombies, pulling Kirsteen with him.

The Zombies however had recovered and grabbed hold of both of them. All seemed lost as Kirsteen and the old man were trapped between several horrific, ravenous monsters.

To Be Continued