2Moons - Dark Moons

CH 36 - Zombies

A/N: Sorry everyone for the delay in posting the chapters but I have a lot going on right now and it's making it hard to find the time to sit down and write. But I will keep doing my best to write when I get the chance, please bear with me. As always thank you for reading, voting and the wonderful comments they keep me going, you all are awesome <3

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Zombie POV

Why the hell were they're people? I waited until the commotion stopped but it seemed I didn't wait long enough. Damn it all to hell in a handbasket.

I have to get out before they came back. I shake my head to clear my vision before getting up, it doesn't really work everything's still blurry but I have to leave. They went out the left door, I'll use the right.

That's it, left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. I watched Kill Bill I knew how to do this. Damn it stairs... Left foot up, weight on it, right foot up, yaay one step. Left foot up, weight, I was getting up faster...

"Stop right there you... zombie..."

People again. I looked around but they were still hazy, the same voice from the room, the one who screamed. Looks like my plan to scare them didn't work, they came back, I sigh.

"He's a thrall, not a zombie."

"He looks like an old man zombie." The screamer snaps. "I've seen enough films to know."

They knew what I was? Maybe I can get away while they argue if I'm a zombie or a thrall. Right now, I felt more like a zombie, I wanted a hot bath, a soft bed and most importantly a dozen burgers, I was starving. ohhh...

"Bra....insss." I said in a monotone voice. "I...eat..."

The screamer squeaked, the others just stood there, damn them all.

"I don't scare that easily." The one who was in a dress said crossing her arms, I'm assuming it's her.

"You screamed..."

"That was you P'Beam."

"It was not..."

"It was." Two voices say together.

I try to pass while they argue again but the figure in the dress will not move...

"Listen here, woman..."

*Slap*

"She slapped an old man zombie."

"Thrall." Twin voices said together.

"Oldmanzombiethrall."

"He isn't old." The girls point at me. "He has dark roots."

She wasn't a vampire but she was quick. But hey, thanks to her slapping me I can see clearly.

"We have questions for you, leaving is not an option."

"Yes, ma'am." Best be nice to people who are slap happy.

"State your name and the reason for being in a registered vampire city."

"Without a licence." The twins finish.

It was? Really?

"It's a long story, I was born around 200 years ago in a small island town of Ork..."

The girls raise her hand, even the other three steps back.

"I was escaping a homicidal vampire who is obsessed with me but I caught the wrong bus and ran out of change, the taxi refused to take me, I dropped my bag in the road and got hit by a car trying to pick it up and they probably thought I was dead and brought me here and when I woke up I was in there and then I escaped and then you came and slapped me." I tell them quickly. "My name is Yut."