The portrait of My Zombie

Chapter-8 : The Queen was Kidnapped

          Life was back to normal. Only difference was that I was living with zombies. If I speak honestly, I really think that zombies are way better than humans. They're helpful, they get along with each other nicely, they hardly fight, they only fight with devils, they are way too perfect. I enjoyed spending each and every moment with them, especially with the king. I would have never met him, if I didn't entered the zombie villa. If I'd have travelled the whole world then also I could never be able to meet someone like him. Zombies are weird and cute also. Zombies didn't had names. The king also didn't had name. I always thought what name would suit him. I was thinking this all and he entered in my room and said,"Someone is missing me, isn't it?" I said,"Who is that person? Who can miss my king?" He became serious and said,"I heard your thoughts about me and I came here to say that I heard you and that someone was you." I laughed and said,"It was a joke. I know you're talking about me. Such a kid you are!" We were talking and laughing and spending time with each other.

           Few moments later, some noises started approaching. We went out and devils have landed. The king said they were here to kidnap me. He said me to stick with him no matter what. We went outside. He held my hand very hard and said,"I'll never let go this hand, especially today." My cheeks! Ughhhh! I was blushing at that time. How stupid of me! Devil's didn't even looked at the normal zombies. They were approaching towards us directly. They made a cage around us of themselves. In every direction, all I could see was devils. The king, fought, many of them were killed. I was scared. I also tried to fight with my legs. But he strictly said me no for that. In that vast fight all I did was standing by holding his hand. (I am still embarrassed of that moment because of him. To fight on that day, is all what I crave for. But that time is passed)

          The devils were really something. All they tried was to let that hand go away. Each and every of them was trying very hard to break that touch between those hands. The king was fighting very hard. In those two years we spent together, I had seen him fighting but he never got scars. I had never seen his blood. But that day, he was hurt, I saw his blood for the first time. He wasn't able to stand, but be didn't stopped fighting. He was getting hurt because of me and all I did was to stand. I said,"Let my hand go, I can't see you hurt like this. I'm sure he won't kill me because he would definitely use me to blackmail you. Trust me, I won't even get a single scar on my body. So please let me go." He said,"No!" I knew that if I would go in the palace I might die, but maybe my love was so strong that I can't see him dying even if I had to die. So I blackmailed him and said,"If you trust me, let me go, I promise I'll come back to you safely." He let my hand go. Devils took me with them and his eyes were completely teary.