Author: TigerLily98 PM
Written in first-person, er, zombie POV. Rated 'T' for scenes of gore, violence and death. This story was inspired by my course in Ethics and the fact that Halloween is almost upon us.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Parody - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,967 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 07-07-12 - Published: 10-28-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2735562
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Zombie Ethics: Recreation
Synopsis: The anticipated sequel to my best 'ethics'. Victor and his wife are in heaven, but they begin to feel a little guilty for leaving their babies behind (even though now those babies have created a strong, nearly undefeatable zombie hoarde).
Victor and I were still watching from above, blissfully unaware of the fact that our children had begun eating and feeding on their own.
'Is it permissible to see what's happening in little Lilleth and Vincent's lives ?',Vincent asked one of the principal Powers of Heaven. This particular Power wasn't so certain he cared for this plan since he knew both Victor and myself would want to intervene if there was trouble occurring. Reluctantly, he let us both gaze down on Earth at our children, who had been left defenseless since our untimely demise.
'That can't be. An armada ?', I said, totally flabberghasted. The Power nodded solemnly.
'Looks like your children are very resourceful, Madam. What you are witnessing are the last days of the planet Earth. ', the Power replied, straight-forwardly. It wasn't so bad as I had thought it would be. Zombies made up a small fraction of the populace, but their ranks were growing in numbers. There was a small twinge of euphoria that bubbled inside me. Victor, joyous, picked me up in his arms and swung me around.
'To think, our kids are leading the hoarde that will mean the end of mankind as we know it !', he stated, and then covered his mouth, feeling that maybe such words shouldn't have been spoken in the heavenly realm. No one seemed to mind the honesty. He was just showing off some pride and maybe a bit of machismo swagger. He had the right to do that after everything he had suffered on Earth. After all, he was perfect now, but it felt a little disheartening to simply watch Lilleth and Vinny have to survive the only way they knew how; eating other's brains.
One by one over the golden highways and clouds, Victor and I saw Lilleth and Vincent.
'I know we can't help them directly, but we can appear to them in dreams and other ways. Being in these heavenly forms has benefits.', Victor mentioned to me. A Principality with glistening wings nodded in agreement.
'Unlike us, the Big Guy sends us when we're needed but you can come and go freely.', the Principality replied with a glistening smile. She furled her golden wings behind her and went about her angelic duties like the other heavenly creatures around us did. Knowing that dreams were quite possibly the best avenue to reach our beloved children, we waited until night to infiltrate their unconcious and let them know we were still watching them from afar. Something in the pit of my stomach told me that eventually the zombie hoarde would be all that was left of mankind, until eventually zombies became cannabalistic. However, there were some humans who had fled the Earth long before the zombie Ragnarok had begun. They were already terriforming Earth, Mars, the moon and Europa. There were some other Class 1 planets under investigation and explorations to these 'goldilocks' zones', but sorrowfully, the Earth was going through the death throes and whatever humans could not outrun or shoot the oncoming legions of the undead would soon be part of the brain-eating revolution. In my nerd-dom, I had to shriek a fangirly squeal in support of fellow zombies everywhere simply to let them know they were getting encouragement from somewhere beyond the grave.
That evening, Victor and I held hands and exerted our focus into the subconcious minds of our progeny. Our love made it easy to slip into their dreams undetected. In their dreams they were, oddly, human and humane, unlike their outer forms. I didn't entirely understand this or what all of this resembled. All that was on my attention were Lilleth and Vinny. Lilleth and Vinny were going about normal lives in their dreams, leading successful businesses even though they were still teenagers in actuality. Stopping for a repast in the woods at an idyllic locale at a campsite they had created from their imaginations, they saw their parents.
'Mom ? Dad ? Is that you ? Why are you both in your 30s ?', Vincent said, scratching his head in a bit of confusion. Neither of us could answer the latter part of the inquiry, but both of us answered in unison.
'Yes, it's us.', we replied.
'What are you doing in our dreams ?', Lilleth questioned.
'We wanted to tell you about heaven. We were forgiven for our acts on Earth while we were alive. It was only because we had to survive that we resulted to consuming brains and ultimately murdering a handful of human beings.', I said.
'What else did you come for ? This wasn't all you wanted to tell us. I can sense it.', Vinny retorted, with a certain tell-tale fear in his tambre.
'The Earth is in its final days. I know it sounds morose but evidentally zombie kind will overrun the planet. If you can keep yourselves from consuming one another, this shall continue until the sun goes supernova and the planet is enveloped by its fervent heat.', Victor continued. Both of them looked a little concerned and the fear in their eyes grew. We didn't know how to calm either one of them. They were experiencing all five stages of grief at once until they ultimately came to accept what we had told them.
'Do you know when all that is will end ?', Vinny asked, trying not to sound morbid.
'No. None of us does. Not even Powers, Principalities, Dominions...The only One would be Jesus Himself. And He isn't revealing that secret to anyone.', I said, feeling like I was being slightly preachy in how I replied.
'What a party pooper.', Lilleth uttered under her breath. I wanted to caution both of them not to excellerate Ragnarock any further than what had already occurred. The End of Days could handle itself, and Victor and I had agreed whole-heartedly on this. We were simply repeating the information we had from Akashic records that we had perused in the vast Hall of Records in Heaven. All we could do presently was give our babies whatever wisdom we could and soothe their illogical fears of death.
'What is it like to die ?', Vincent ultimately asked, which was the question Victor and I had been waiting patiently for in the time we had spent in their reveries. We didn't have much time left, since the sun was rising and they were about to revert to their carnal selves.
'It isn't so bad as you think. You'll be surrounded by loved ones, and dad and I will be there to escort your souls ultimately to paradise. The body has a magnificent way of shutting off everything, so pain, doesn't exist.', I said, recalling what it had been like to die. Everything had gone dark at that time and the next thing I had recalled was a light so devistatingly bright that I felt I had gone blind. I mentioned that comfort radiated from this light and there was no judgement in it whatsoever.
'It's not frightening. The initial act may seem so at first. But don't be worried. You won't be alone. And it won't happen as soon as you think. You've got time left. Make the most of it.', Victor said before the two of us were snapped back into heaven and among friends, relatives, ancestors and angels.
Ultimately, Ragnerock came and zombie kind ate each other into oblivion. However, this sad ending did not stand with the Creator. Before I knew it, I was recylced into a newer, more pristine life on a planet called Alpha Centauri 9 (why that and the number 9 I'll never know). My name was Dega and my mate was Dugo. There were no such things as zombies in this world or anything frightening. All was green, calm and refreshing. Nothing was threatening here in AC9. Dugo and I were expecting our twins any time now and our lives were about to be inexerably changed within days of our lives only as lifemates. Yet, we were both looking forward to what the future held. Settling down for the evening, Dugo held me close, his hands over my heart.
'I don't know why but this feels so natural, just like strolling with you through our forest home.', he mentioned as he nuzzled my neck affectionately. The whiskers from his chin tickled me, causing me to titter lightly. I sighed gently, inhaled and exhaled softly and turned to him.
'The mysteries of this place we will never know but someday, all will become clear as crystal. Presently, we have much to expect, and this makes my joy full.', I said, not realizing how poetic or sage I sounded. Playfully, Dugo kissed my nose and nestled his head upon my heart, which lulled him to sleep under our thatched roof. Above, we could see such constellations as The Rainicorn dangling above our heads; those perfect diamonds reminding us that the mother and Mana of all things was amongst us and every day, we reconnected with its divinity.