Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse
Chapter 238: The Sacrifice

Chapter 238: The Sacrifice

The house, realizing that something wasn’t quite right, turned its attention away from the game it was playing with the guys and toward me. I could feel the rage pouring out of it as it realized that I was hurt and in pain.

The wooden boards under my feet turned red as the outside walls of the house started to bleed. Everything seemed to pulse as if the house’s heart was beating, the vibrations something only the three of us could feel.

"Tsk," I smiled at the two soldiers, who finally seemed to realize that there wasn’t something quite right with the world. "You would have gone far in this new world," I continued, touching my cheek.

Pulling back my hand, I studied the blood on it. It was weird. While I had initially felt the pain, and I bled, the skin under the blood had already knitted back together like nothing had happened.

Now, wasn’t that interesting?

Cracking my neck from side to side, I smiled brightly at the men. "You are powerful and in more ways than one. And yet, you chose to follow someone else instead of doing what you wanted. Truly a waste of talent."

The house was sending me a feeling, like it knew exactly what to do next. Shrugging my shoulders, I waved my hand.

"I guess today is as good of a day to die as any other," I sighed. "Maybe, if you get another life... be smarter? Don’t mindlessly follow someone to your deaths."

"Adam is my commander," snarled the man on the left. "It is an honor to die in the pursuit of what is right."

"Really?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. "Then what is your fearless commander doing right now? Cause I don’t see his head in one of the buckets."

Once again, the men shared a look before turning their attention back to the hill in front of the house to where six figures stood... watching.

"I don’t understand," muttered the second man as his gun dropped just slightly.

"He knows what is going to happen," I replied, almost feeling bad for the two men. I mean, to know that you were betrayed by someone you trusted had to hurt more than whatever death the house had planned for them. "That is why he didn’t join you. He is not willing to die for whatever sent you here in the first place."

"We needed supplies," grunted the second man, even as the first one hissed at him to shut up. "The base is running out, and they can’t afford to keep feeding everyone."

"I suppose that 250 less mouths to feel would solve that problem just as much as finding supplies would," I mused, sucking on my lollypop. It amazed me just how evil the ’good guys’ were when it suited them.

I had my own army now, the Devil’s Hounds, and instead of sending them out into the world to be slaughtered by whoever was stronger, I made it so they couldn’t die.

And yet they call me the bad guy.

"Your fate is sealed," I shrugged. "And there is nothing I can do about it. Blood calls for blood, and your sacrifice needs to be made. But I feel bad for you... is there anything that you might wish for? I can grant you anything your heart desires."

The first man looked at me suspiciously, even as his friend lowered his weapon and tossed it aside. "Can you grant me a second life?" he asked, studying my face. "I will meet whatever dead is necessary, but I wish that I can be reborn with all my memories of this life so that I might never make the same mistakes again."

"Deal accepted," I agreed, a slight smile on my lips. His death would be brutal; we both knew that, but in sacrificing an easy death, he has guaranteed that he would live again. I can’t help but mourn the fact that he had to learn this lesson the hard way. "Go to your death knowing that when it is over and you take your last breath that you will be reborn again. Do you have a time in mind? I’m feeling a bit generous."

"It doesn’t matter," shrugged the man. "Just send me back to a time before I swore a blood oath to Adam. It was five years before the apocalypse, so that should give me enough time to get shit in order for the end of the world."

"Smart," I agreed, making sure that was added to the deal. "And you?" I asked, turning to the first man. "You know you are going to die. Is there anything you could wish for?"

"I wish for the same as Marcel," sighed the man as he, too, threw down his weapon. "Let me go back to the same time as him, let me remember everything from this life, and let me not make the same mistakes that brought me here."

Nodding my head, I smiled at him. "Deal accepted. Go to your death knowing that it was payment for your wish. You will be reborn as you both have wished for, and you will remember absolutely everything from this life. Don’t make the same mistakes. I can’t guarantee that you will find me again to make another wish."

The two men nodded their heads before bowing down to me. "Make him pay."

"That was always the plan," I assured him.

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In a split second, Marcel and Jeremy seemed to have slipped through the porch and deep into the basement of the house. Looking around, they could sense something staring at them, the hunger in the gaze making them feel uncomfortable.

"It will be worth it," announced Marcel, holding his head up high as a zombie seemed to have emerged from the very wall in front of them. "Whatever happens, it is worth being reborn."

"In our next life..." started Jeremy as the zombie moaned low as it slowly walked toward them. "We save those we lost."

"Of course, brother," chuckled Marcel as the zombie lunged toward his neck. The pain of its teeth piercing through flesh was unimaginable, but Marcel didn’t flinch. His eyes never left Jermey’s, even as he felt his life slipping away.

"And this time, we won’t fail," he sighed as everything went black.

Jeremy watched as the single zombie ruthlessly ripped apart Marcel, but he didn’t try to escape. Their bodies would be the sacrifice so that their souls could return to where they belonged.

They would be back... and when they did, it would change everything.

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