Corey spent another day in the dragon's den just perched on a tree, and contemplating what to do. He had to get Laverna's head before he returned to Armageddon, but he wouldn't put it past the order of seven to have her head guarded. He didn't open her journal, he simply sat on the tree allowing his mind to wonder around.While laying on his back, staring up at the tall leaves protecting his eyes from the sun, Corey closed his eyes. Attempting to take a nap, even though he knew he was as exposed as a sitting duck. And if someone wanted to strike him they could. They could but they wouldn't succeed. His ears were on alert and so was NewAge. The system had drawn the map to the head. As it turned ou, after sacrificing a Feldman and the ritual doesn't work, they simply bury them and forget about them. There were no booby traps or anything dangerous from what NewAge found.Which wasn't surprising when Corey really thought about it. Why would they care about the dead Feldmans if they weren
Boarding the undead damsel, Corey told the women that they would be visiting a graveyard to collect something. He was surprised when they asked him no questions. Mostly distracted by Eleanora's new tattoo and story behind it. He thanked his luck for that.Well, everyone was distracted. Excluding Mikayla. And Corey had to give her credit for always being in his business. She hinted for him to join her on the top deck since she had no idea where this graveyard was. "You're going to get some type of artifact?"He wanted to say yes, but they would see him talk to the head so the point of lying was defeated. "No, I'm going to grave rob. I need the head of someone I knew.""But why? Why now?"Corey shrugged his ample shoulders. "I just remembered." A lazy truth but it seemed like it was enough for Mikayla."Why is you ship called the undead, damsel by the way?"She laughed, and turned the wheel just a bit. "You're asking this now?"Corey laughed with her. He didn't know where the question
"Corey." The second Pamela called his name Corey turned into someone sprayed with laughing gas. He clutched his stomach and bristled, he could already tell what was going through her mind the moment she saw Laverna. He could almost her voice complaining that he has brought in another woman. But this time Corey felt a gag in his throat. This was his aunt. Changing her form didn't dispell that fact.Laverna stared at the array of women, she had never met her nephew before today and now she had to wonder what he had been up too. From the orc whose height seemed way too tall, a sentinel, she couldn't even figure out what Yumiko was. Gogo looked somewhat demonic but also human. Mikayla was certainly not human, Verosika was a demon- no one could miss that, and Laverna also didn't know what she was. She looked half dead but she didn't feel any different. Her nephew would need to explain a lot to her."Corey," Pamela repeated his name. Amongst the entire group, Laverna noticed that the red
The return to Armageddon brought Corey no relief than when he had originally left. The only difference being the fun he was having with Laverna around. He found her funny, and enlightening. She was smart, and equally as curious like Corey. He reminded himself that she was taken at the age of eighteen. Her life was still young, and full of many things to explore. He wasn't entirely surprised at how well they connected. As friends. Even though she was his aunt. She hadn't aged much on the inside. "Iriel could recognize though?" She said as Mikayla parked the ship over the lake. "Nope, no one here is well adversed with video games."Laverna laughed hard, her stomach tightened. "Fuck off, you made me a VC? Which one?""You ever played 'dawn of Ritchfork; Rise of the walking Dead'?""Is that like a new remake of Ritchfork Dead, one to six?"His eyes widen to a cartoonish extent. "Yes. That's the made video game, though it's old so they remade everything.""Whoa! That used to be my favo
Blaming Juno wasn't ideal but that wasn't the point. If he hadn't given her those orders, she wouldn't have thought it was a good idea to burn down the library. But mostly, she was pissed at Corey and blaming him for her troubles. He was the one. The one they had written prophecies and stories about. And Iriel wanted blood. She would do the ritual herself if she didn't need Liu Zing's seal to complete it. She caught up to Coreyz he was going up a hill to where the old lady lived. "Corey!" Iriel shouted. He hummed, not turning once to look at him. Her tentacle lashed out without thinking and Corey grabbed it. The spark of electricity that hit him felt like a pinch to his skin. A major difference from the first time he had felt those shocks. The deaths had all been painful but Corey was still proud of his victory over her. Without her knowledge, and while she struggled to remove her tentacle from his hand, Corey removed his mark on her.So if she died, she was just going to be dead.
Iriel woke up in a daze, she glanced around her surrounding area to make sense of where she was and why her head hurt worse than ever. The clanging of two knives hit her ears, and she flinched. What the fuck? She mumbled, rubbing her eyes to clear a little bit of the blur. Her head hurt worse than anything she'd felt in the past days. "Oh good, you're awake." Corey's voice brings the hurdle of her memories back and grumbles.Attempt to get up, only to realize that she was tied by the waist to something thick. With the blur slowly, but almost gone, so she could see Corey. He was staring at her, leaning against the wall on the other side of this strange room. The paint color was a gross green, and tiles looked too clean to be real."Corey, what the fuck? Why am I tied up?""Because you tried to kill me. Because you're annoying me. Because you think that I should give a rat's ass about your freedom when you most likely will end up double crossing me." He had his arms folded and in sp
"You're joking." Iriel's voice pulled Corey from what his was doing. Yumiko sat between his legs as he brushed her fur. She barged in complaining that it got tangle somehow and that she was too lazy to brush it herself. She should have said sleepy, considering how fast she drifted off when Corey started. But her eyes would peak open whenever he stopped. Iriel was still in a state of shock, not from electrocution, but bafflement at the leash attached to the collar on her neck. Corey had kept to his words, and was prepared to treat her like a dog. It didn't help that he had dragged her into the cabin like this will all the other women were wide awake. Gogo had laughed hard, that he head whipped back into the nearby wall. It didn't stop her from multi tasking by wincing, and laughing at the same time. Then there was Borba who had a field day at Iriel's expense, also enjoying a bit of laughter. Every one found her situation funny, all except Yumiko. And that was because she didn't get
Juno expected many things when he went in search of Iriel, none of them could match up to this. Iriel struggled against the leash while Corey was busy discussing something Juno couldn't hear with a strange looking woman. Something about her aura was very familiar to him but he chucked it up to being his imagination. His eyes traded between Iriel, and Corey. Corey had his back to the trees where Juno hid, and Iriel was stuck by the railings of the cabin. What had conspired between them? Juno wanted to know. But that wouldn't be possible unless he got Corey away from the house. Corey felt Juno the second the man appeared, he was almost expecting the teacher to come for Iriel. Which set a bit of a plan in motion. Sure, he worked well with game theory but no one could ever accuse him of not being smart enough to trick them. He'd done it thousands of times. Basing his whole plan on another person's moves. Iriel described it as a limitation to what Corey could do, but he had his doubts.