Undead Genesis: Zombie by Colten Steele

Author:Colten Steele
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, zombies, apocalypse, science fiction, zombie, plague, disease, epidemic, undead, collapse, walking dead, world war z, science fiction suspense, zombieland, collapse of civilisation, zombie series, zombie apocalpyse, disease survivor, epidemic disease, postapacolyptic, postapocalypic, apocalypse series, apocalypse zombies

~ Chapter X ~

When Marik woke he lay silently listening for sounds. There was nothing. It was too dark when he opened his eyes to see anything. He unwrapped the cloth from around his head. Still, nothing.

He lay trying to allow his eyes to adjust. Listening closely, he found he could hear the first subtle hints of everyday morning life going on outside his enclosure.

By the lack of sound he knew the ordeal was over for the warrior, but he wondered why he was unable to hear any breathing from the other prisoner.

The light slowly strengthened. The dark yielded, exposing deep shadows, but there was no movement.

Marik shuffled over to drink a cup full of water. Still no noise. Still no movement.

He moved closer to the middle support where the son was tied.

“No,” he exclaimed in a whisper.

The young man’s head was bent forward at a severe angle. The body leaned away from the pole. He either had not been able to stay upright to keep from choking, or he made a conscious decision not to live.

“No!” Much louder this time.

He felt along the walls in the semi-darkness until he found the door. He pushed with all his might until the outer barrier gave way and the door opened.

The light was much stronger outside. Marik stayed upright long enough to notice the shaman in a kneeling position a few steps away, then he collapsed in front of the old man.

“I have failed. The son is dead.”

The shaman whispered a question, “and the father?”

“I did all you instructed. He is dead also.”

“Then you have not failed.”

The boy started weeping silently. “The son must suffer. He cannot be gone. My father…”

“Your father has gone. This cannot be changed.”

“His killer must suffer, he must give up his spirit, or my father will not leave to be with the ancestors.”

The shaman sat silently while the boy struggled with his pain.

Marik composed himself. He looked up and said, “You must bring him back. He must feel the sting of the bondai fly.”

“If I bring him back, he won’t feel the pain.”

“My father’s spirit must be released.”

“The bondai flies will soon be released. They have fed on the enemy. You father will go with them.”

“No,” Marik insisted. “It is not enough. The killer must be consumed, and then he will be set free.”

“He will be a monster if I bring him back. He will only live to kill.”

Marik stared resolutely at the reluctant old man.

The shaman was quiet for a long time. He bowed his head and his lips moved soundlessly. Finally, he lifted his head.

“Go back inside. Untie the son from the post. Gather the larvae that have emerged from the father. Clean the mess, but do not move the warrior’s body. Close the door. Wait for me there. I must go gather some things.”

Merik now realized he had broken the rules by breaking the seal on the door before capturing all of the larvae. It was extremely important to contain all of the pupae

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