Here is the start of the sequel to 'The Dead Can't Rest'. Enjoy it

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Pain, hunger, and revenge…resurrection, rebirth, salvation…

Raziel's eyes opened. He sat up, stretching his wings and arms. That's when he noticed that he only had one arm. Instead of his right arm, there was a huge hole, like a crescent moon cut into his side. As if someone had sliced a part of him out and sewn the wound up

"The Reaver. They probably removed the Reaver"

At first, he was enjoyed to be freed from the soul-devouring blade, but at the same time, the feeling of unsafety, as the Reaver was his only weapon

"What the hell happened to me?"

He decided to search for some answers. Leaving the room, he found someone walking away. Creeping up behind him, Raziel wrapped his arm around his neck and pinned him against his chest. The scientist tried to struggle, but felt woozy and collapsed, as Raziel absorbed his soul. Almost immediately, his arm regrew, but it wasn't made of flesh and bone, rather a ghostly like spectral arm. Puzzled, but happy that he had an arm he could use nonetheless, Raziel continued looking around. He found a room that was partially open. Stepping inside, he instantly caught a familiar scent: Kain

He had been here, not even an hour ago. Kain had only been here for fifteen minutes. Raziel found a coat hanger that had a tag reading 'KAIN'. Spinning around, Raziel spotted some clothing on a coat hanger. A tag that said 'RAZIEL' sat upon the gauntlets. Getting dressed and clipping the cloak onto his right shoulder guard; Raziel sheathed the long sword nearby and left the room. Checking his arm, he found that it was mostly solid and could pass off as a real arm if seen from a distance

Raziel moved on. He needed to find a way out fast and find Kain. Covering his arm in the cloak, he opened another door and found himself outside. And he didn't like the looks of outside: cars abandoned, streets and buildings deserted

"My God, what happened here?"

Kain's scent lingered in the air. Following the smell, Raziel found the last place he was; on top of a bakery. From there, he didn't know where he went

"Must have used his bat spell"

The thought gave him an idea. Spreading his wings to their full length, Raziel beat them once and took off. He felt the new thrill of flying once again. Spilling air from his wings slightly so he could turn right, Raziel continued his search for Kain. He couldn't see any clouds of bats, but he saw something else. Swooping down to take a closer look, Raziel nearly fell from the sky. Hordes of zombies were tearing down the streets, chasing after their human victims. The humans screamed and ran for their lives, abandoning their cars to get away faster on foot. Raziel noticed a young woman getting chased down an alley by several zombies. Swooping down and landing, he drew his sword, as the woman fell before him

"Please, don't hurt me," she pleaded

"I'm not here to hurt you," he said softly, "but to help you"

Stepping in front, Raziel gripped the hilt with both hands. One zombie lunged forward, mouth open, baring horrible teeth. Raziel swung his sword, slicing the head off from the mouth upwards. His move carried on into the chest into a second zombie. As he pulled the blade free, Raziel delivered a powerful kick to the chest of the third zombie, slamming it against the wall and knocking it out. Freeing the sword, Raziel continued on from the kick and sliced downwards. The sliced zombie fell to the ground. He noticed their souls, barely visible, hovering above their bodies. Raziel opened his mouth and absorbed them. His ghostly arm was restored to normal. He turned to face the woman, only to find that she was gone

"So much for gratitude"

Sheathing the sword, Raziel spread his wings and took to the air again

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So what do you think? Interesting start to the story? I think so. Please review and more butt-kicking action to come soon