N and Cheren, Zombie Hunters!
By: Guardian of the Morning Mist (I own nothing except the plot!)
Chapter Five, The end…?
"I see…the book can only control a person's emotions for a short while…" Annete mused, her amethyst eyes gleaming in wonderment.
"So much for that…At least Touya gave me this so I could remember him. Knowing him, who knows when he'll come home. It took him a whole year on his first journey." N sighed, a content smile on his face. "At least Cheren is gone. But not for long…Let's go get him."
'If I can kill everything here, I'll finaly get away from this nightmare! Yes! It's so simple!'Cheren thought, his eyes wide in sheer happiness, the chainsaw whirring.
Skrk. Scream. Skrk. Plop. Plop. The sound of the green body parts fell to the floor was sickening, but he was all oblivious to it. Wielder and weapon were as one, their endless bloodlust dripping all over the room. It was just crimson paint being splattered all over the walls to them, painting the room in bright, vibrant red.
"He's really in there isn't there? The shock from all the zombie attacks must have shaken him badly. Oh well." N commented snidely.
It continued. All the fighting, all the screaming and horror. It was all there. But those deep, blue eyes of his did not care. They were transfixed on something else. Those smooth, silver sides, those sharp, blood tipped teeth, that cold, metallic sparkle, reverberating, reverberating…all leading to his pale, bloodstained hands.
'You awful, hideous sinner.' A tiny voice whispered in his ear.
He didn't listen to what it said. It was a tiny, inferior voice. How could it, small and inferior, convince him? The chainsaw kept on cutting, spattering red everywhere. Yes, it was so true. Ignorance is bliss.
Splat. Splat. Red liquid stained his shirt. It was dripping from his black hair. Going from his shirt…all the way to the bottom of his shoes. There was some on his face, like demented markings, splattered from his high forehead, all the way down his sharp chin. Pale, red tipped fingers grasped the chainsaw's handle in a death grip. No, he didn't want to let go. Never. Ever. A small giggle escaped his red lips. It was wonderful. Redness. To Crimson. To pale red…Leading to black.
He didn't notice…until it was too late. His grip softened. For a moment, his once wide eyes relaxed. Only to get wider again at the sight it witnessed. Splashed on the walls and furniture. Blood. Those blue eyes slowly moved to the bottom. A small choking sound was heard. Disgusting. Dripping with the sticky liquid.
"Did I really do this? All of this?" Cheren whispered to himself.
Remains were everywhere. It smelled of death. Corpses aligned the floor, aligned in a circular pattern, all leading up to Cheren. A murderer. A mutilator. A sinner. A false "peacemaker" A false teacher. Which led all up to one name. Cheren. Collapsing onto his knees, Cheren slowly murmured "I am the one that needs to be punished. And what punishment is better than the one I wreaked on the other people? I will greet death with dignity." He slowly pulled a revolver from his pocket. Raised his gun to his head and slightly pulled the trigger. This was it. It all led to this. He never thought it would have ended this way. In his imagination, he died in a soft comfortable bed, spending his life to the fullest. His finger edged closer toward the trigger and then-
"Cheren!"N's voice interrupted the suicide.
"What are you…?" A gasp of shock and horror was all Annete could say. "You were going to…"
"Don't I deserve this? Just look at this room. Littered with bodies. And blood. It's everywhere. I was the one that did all this."Cheren murmured.
"No, you did the correct thing, killing them all off. They're not even supposed to roam this world." N began, taking in a deep breath. "Those things are from the underworld. God forsaken creatures."
Cheren slowly averted his gaze to N."Oh. Is that so? There could have been zombie children. They used to be as happy as my students until this happened! And I killed them all. As I teacher, I love children! I can't ever forgive myself for killing a child. Undead or not. This is why I deserve to die." He once again lifted the revolver to his head.
"Please don't" Annete cried out, tears brimming on her eyes."It will take me an eternity to find someone like you!"
Cheren's eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry Annete."
"That's just stupid Cheren! So many people care about you! Like Annete, your students, me, Touya…Yes, Touya. He would be so sad to hear you died without saying goodbye to him! L-listen to me, you big dumb-"
The sound of a gun being fired was heard across the lonely house. Thunk. Cheren's lithe body collapsed on the floor.
"Well…perhaps I…am…stupid…indeed. Ha…You were right…f-for…o-once…N." Cheren whispered the name gently, the light of battle fading from his eyes. Blood slowly trickled from his head. His clenched fists relaxing.
Annete let out a mournful wail."You stupid, insolent, beautiful…mortal!"Annete screeched, her tears freely flowing. "I should have…I could have…Ohhh!" Another shrill cry was heard.
Cha-chak! The front door opened. And in the doorway was a tall, shocked, rigid brunet. Touya.
"I'm home. And what in the Isshu region happened? And N…where are you? Cheren? Annete?"silence answered him."Huh. That's…odd…" He slowly walked to his room, looking around the bloody house.
And when he got there, a sobbing mess lay in front of him. Cheren was on the floor, pale and cold. A sick realization struck him. His childhood friend was dead. He gingerly held up Cheren's outstretched hand. Cold as ice. Touya gazed at Cheren's face, and cocked his head in wonder. A small, quiet smile danced on his lips. But why?
"He greeted death with open arms."N murmured, not the least bit surprised his friend was home.
"Bring him back…with that book…That once belonged to the strongest of my kind." Annete whispered.
"The… F-fairytale book?! It can't…well…on the other thought…I guess it won't hurt." Touya mused. " But before that I want to ask a few-"
"A zombie apocalypse happened. We teamed up and killed them. Cheren got rid of the rest in killing machine mode. And then killed himself. Crazy idiot he was. Long story short." N muttered.
"Well that explains blood on the walls. And cracked windows. Not to mention the green hippie on the floor. Yeah. I guess pretty much everything points to my apocalypse. Er…I mean…ha…you wouldn't…Y-yeah…let's bring Cheren back."
"You have a lot to explain once we're done."N handed Touya the book.
A sharp pencil appeared in Touya's hand. He was ready to write. In minutes, Cheren's eyes opened, much to everyone's delight.
"This has gotten old…"
"Welcome back. Oh, and how was heaven…or the other direction? And gee…you reek of dead stuff baking in the sun."
"Hell is how you describe it. Hellish. Obviously I went to hell." Cheren snapped.
"I'm so glad you're back…"Annete smiled.
"So, let's hope we will never. Ever. Eat zombie flesh again."N said.
Touya gazed at N with wide eyes. "C-cannibal m-much?"
A long, awkward pause followed. Everyone stared at one another. Cheren, who was drenched in blood was staring emptily at the open ceiling. N, whose hair was speckled with zombie liquid gazed at Touya. Annete smiled serenely. Not a splotch of red could be seen. And then there was Touya, still recovering from the doubled shock of the house and Cheren's death.
"Now, explain Touya. And answer well."
"You know that journey I was talking about? Well…first off, I just went to the beach, decided to have a little fun with the house…y'know? So, before I left, I decided to stir things up a little…Haaaa…SO THAT'S EXACTLY WHEN IT GOT A LITTLE CRAZY."
Cheren narrowed his eyes. "I died twice because of that. Got raped by zombies, was sent to hell, and learned that nothing is safe when Touya hands his book over to someone else."
Touya glanced at Cheren innocently and pouted. "Soooo?"
"Next time you do that, I kill you."
. Cheren and N turned around in alarm."Arceus no."
Last few notes from the writer….
Just got this done! Right before school begins! Anyways, thank you, everyone, so much. If you were able to read this whole, quick paced, random, crazy series, I am shocked. Not a lot of people agree with my style. Anyways, lookout for a new series, involving the same universe this story comes from. The new series, however is going to be way more humorous than this one. Not to mention, there will be a lot of Touya in it too! I'll start it when I have time, but for now, school is the issue. And um…what do you think is on the other side of that door? Tell me in the comments! See you next time!