Leviticus King Of Zombie's A BLACK ZOMBIE KING POC! A Blk Qween Horror Release

In The Flesh

Chapter 14

The hitter shackled stopped smiling as the building rocked and shook before him. The guard's placed him in a detention holding room on the main floor he sat there like the cat that swallowed the canary waiting.

Three Minutes Prior

What the hell? Baby it's a pool ball bomb! The window Leviticus pitched the 8 ball bomb out the open window into the air. The bomb went off shattering the windows glass cutting some and falling on others below.

Leviticus shielded Pslam with his body his back badly cut glass shards sticking out of his back. David... Psalm ran to his bedroom he was hiding in the closet shaking. She picked him up holding him sit there baby daddy is hurt. Psalm pulled 52 glass shards out of Leviticus' back and the left side of his face.

He was mumbling and cursing under his breath trying to control his heightened anger in front of his child. That's it!

He went to his closet pulling a rusty machete with black electrical tape on the handle.

No shirt he left the west wing leaving Roman there with her and fourty guards.

Shoot anyone coming through that door guards included Roman he shook his head yes.

Leviticus' left ear drum was busted out he was dizzy but his anger didn't allow him to pay attention to his injuries.

Get all counsel members here NOW! What about the hitter he on two.

Bring his ass too.

Leviticus waited drenched in his own blood cuts everywhere skin split to the white meat. Glass still lodged in his arms and scalp. Blood trickling from his forehead in his eyes and oozing from his ears.

Still he sat drinking salt water and formaldehyde with a double shot of Vodka to dull the pain. The counsel sat some with minor cuts but most unharmed.

Orpheus walked to him concerned and a guard blocked his patch cocking his dessert eagle.

Another guard was on the other side with a pump action rifle. The hitter was dragged in. Place him in a chair at this table Syria was nervous seeing him there.

Someone planted an 8 ball bomb in the boots I just purchased. I just came from the infirmary where a half soul separated explained he still had his brain capabilities and heard a plot to end my life.

Leviticus stood up bloody he walked to the hitter pulling the machete he cut the hitters head off in one swipe!

Counsel member's backed up from the table shielding thier eyes and mouth's to prevent reinfection.

Leviticus chopped and hacked away at the hitter body parts flying around the room his blood and fresh flesh calling the Zom in them to feed.

The need to feed fighting possible reinfection raising the Z count in the blood.

Leviticus covered in his blood open cuts on his body being fed the blood of the hitter he still lived.

Leviticus picked up his head placing it on the table SIT DOWN! Everyone obeyed.

The organs sequencing as he pushed the head down in front of him who the fuck sent you here?
Leviticus picked up the hitters hand eating and crunching his fingers like potato chips as he looked him in the eyes.

Talk to me biting at the joint the finishing the finger. Pulling to skin off like fried chicken chewing slow while he looked in his eyes.

Fuck you the man whispered. Fuck me? Leviticus pulled out an eye chewing it like ice.

The man screamed but they could hardly hear it. Security walked in with a rolling cart on the cart a hot wok. Leviticus pulled his knife the check flayed the skin off the cheek of the hitter.

Leviticus made sure he could see his skin being seasoned a d cooked. The chef plated it after draining the blood from his arm on the plate as a gravy.

Thank you chef Leviticus used the same knife to cut the thin crispy meat sopping it up in the hitters blood.

Leviticus put some on the end of his knife sticking it in the head of the owner of the cooked skin. The hitter was angry but the Zombie in him forced hit to feast and enjoy his own flesh.

Chills ran up the counsel member's none of them regonized the savage before him. But those he could salvage from his kruginal gang that now stood as security reveled in the violence of their set leader.

Memories of his violence post apocalyptic floated on thier minds as the smell of cooked flesh tantalized their noses and mouths.

Damn how rude of me chef? Yes my king prepare everyone a plate what is the most tender meat off the body? The chef picked up body parts squeezing his white ensemble now red and white this will due. The thigh? Yes my king a nice mixture of fat and flesh.

The chef sharpened his knife loud and proud slicing enough to serve 10 plates. My guards too. Oh yes my King he said happy to cook again.

Well? Leviticus sat back sipping water still blood drenched. Russia they want the kid amd the pregnant human. There is no one pregnant here you were
misinformed nigga.

Leviticus sucked flesh from his teeth swishing his mouth with ice cold water.

There is a pregnant human and boy we were sent clean blood samples. By who nigga?

Someone name Syria. The counsel membership inhaled Marina hopped up to run out the guard's blocked her.

Let her go Leviticus said nonchalantly the chef served the plates with parsley garnish and sea salt topping.

Chef you've out done yourself can we eat the parsley?

You may my King it comes from our Queen's apothecary Bon Appetite.

EAT! The counsel member's ate the delicious crunchy edged fried flesh trying to resist the smell, texture, look of it but couldn't.

Leviticus turned the skull of the hitter located at the head of the confrence table as the body less mercenary watched and understood as everyone feasted on his dead flesh.