So here it is! Morbid Angel following the trail of the undead! As he oddly enough drives back in the same direction he came from he notices the thickening of the hoard. Morbid ends up running over people because stopping gets them to attack the car which is not Morbid’s idea of fun! So clearing the roadways with the sounds of breaking bones and crushing of internal organs! That is a true way to travel!

As Morbid enters his town of Morbidonia he notices that they thicken! Leading all the way up to his house…the mansion on the hill!

The entire yard was packed full of the dead, all pawing at the house trying to enter! Morbid drove past the house multiple times trying to figure out the best way to get back inside and also wondering to why they were attacking his house. Maybe one of the morgue zombies has the power! Or perhaps some of the body parts that were collected? One thing was certain, Morbid Angel was going to find out!

Morbid would never reach the front door before getting swamped and eaten alive. He knew this and decided to take a less than subtle form of action. Using his beloved Lincoln Navigator as a battering ram to get him as close to the attached shed as humanly possible. The poor battered truck was a wreck and with the sun quickly falling from the already darkened clouds made it hard to see. It was a now or never! Morbid knew deep down that if he didn’t try then he never would! Seeing the packs of zombies slothing up the street at a quick pace he knew by morning that Morbidonia would not be something he could even enter!

With that in mind Morbid checked his gun and ripped down the driveway hitting everything in his path trying to get to the shed! Heads and body parts slam against the hood as he gets closer and closer but the hoard was too thick and the force of them was too strong to the SUV and it slowly came to a stop! The bodies piled up underneath making it like a mud pit of gore! The dead quickly attack the vehicle, beating on the windows…Morbid is almost trapped but quickly opens the sun roof and pulls himself out and stands on top looking at the attacking spawns of heaven! The feeling of dread falls over him as he now knows that death is coming for him. After surviving so much in life this is a very appropriate end for a very inappropriate man. Morbid draws his gun and prepares to end himself as a few scattered corpse arms flail at him swatting his boots!

Morbid presses the gun against his temple and takes a deep breath, sucking in the stench of shit and rotting flesh. His finger starts to pull the trigger…a voice in his head! A stronger voice bellows out "KILL TILL YOU DIE!”

Morbid snaps to! He understands that even death needs to be suffering! At least for him! Morbid takes a quick look around before jumping into the crowd! Almost immediately they attack with their hands and teeth! Morbid fights to keep them off as he pushes himself forward to the shed!

Swinging his elbows and forcing his way through and escaping the snapping jaws of the many attackers he leaps for the shed overhang and starts to pull himself up with the feeling of success! As he pulled himself up, the corpse of Eli James grabs a hold of Morbid’s leg and starts to pull him back! The strength of Eli’s dead body was surprising! He struggles to pull himself up and the undead Eli bit Morbid Angel in the calf! Morbid shrieks and he rips his leg away and looks back and sees zombie Eli chewing the large mouthful of muscle and desiring more! Morbid quickly sits on the roof and tries to tie off the wound with a piece of cloth.

At that moment he realized that death is going to happen and there was nothing that can stop it…Victory ForNever! Morbid slowly gets up and looks around to see if there was an escape route…but there wasn’t…Not yet defeated he kicks in the glass window leading into the garage and slides himself in. shockingly enough there was not many zombies lurking around down here! Morbid Angel grabs an axe and starts hacking the corpses in order to get into the main cellar! He slowly shuts the door behind him in the dark room. Not hearing a sound he sees his phone sitting on the floor with its slight glow of the flashlight app still on. He walks over and picks it up and illuminates the room with the light…the room was full of the undead! Morbid Angel was surrounded and now they see him! With the unknown hunger of human flesh they attack! Morbid caught so unexpectedly was unable to fight off all the corpses and as he struggled to reach the stairs he started to get bitten! The clawing hands, grabbing wickedly ripped the bulletproof vest from him and even more teeth sink in! Morbid struggles to the stairs where he climbs to the top. Blood pouring onto the floor from the many bite wounds. Morbid Angel is near his end! But he has more fight! Morbid fires down the stair well and into the pack of creatures the quickly reaches up for the doorknob…Locked! Thinking to himself “who the fuck locks a fucking door!? I just came through this bitch!”

Morbid slumps down against the door and near defeated. The screen on his phone blinks at the battery starts to die…the light flickers as the zombies get closer…then it goes out.

From behind Morbid the door jerks open causing him to fall inside the house…Morbid scrambles back and kicks the door shut keeping the dead in the basement! He looks up and sees that the house is empty of the dead. None have reentered the main house…looking out the windows he can see them lined up pawing at the glass…waiting…waiting for something!

Morbid Angel was slow to his feet as the bites bled onto the floor as an accelerated rate. Morbid had multiple bites on his arms and legs with a few scattered chunks missing from his chest and back and a large bite takes out of his neck. He limps into the dinning room where the light was coming from.

He sees a shadowy figure sitting at the table…this figure gestures for Morbid to take a seat across from him…as Morbid gets closer he notices and recognizes the man!…ENIGMA! Morbid Angel’s arch nemesis!

Morbid takes a seat across from him.




Morbid Angel-”You!”


Enigma-”Yes, Me.”


Morbid Angel-”BITCH! How did you do it?”


Enigma-”There are a many good things that I know that you don’t. Consider this one of the many.”


Morbid Angel-”This is my house! I have the right to know some shit!”


Enigma-”Indeed. Well, I won’t tell you everything but I will tell you this. In order for such a curse to work I needed a Damned house which was near the dead…plus, a human sacrifice! I believe your son worked just fine.”


Morbid Angel-”You killed Xerces? Why?!”


Enigma-”What kind of super villain would I be if I didn’t kill the supposed hero’s loved ones.”


Morbid Angel-”Well, that’s where you fucked up…I have no loved ones!”


Enigma-”And yet I can sense your anger. It is OK, considering you will meet him again in hell soon enough.”


Morbid Angel-”I didn’t think you believed in Heaven or Hell.”


Enigma-”I use to not but in light of my greatest creation I feel that it is in fact real! By selling my soul to Satan himself I control the army of the undead! I could have them come in and rip you apart is I so desired.”


Morbid Angel-”Do it! Lets see if they actually listen!”


Enigma-”It would be far too easy. Why would I stand idly by and watch a quick death to a man such as yourself when I can watch you die slowly before my very eyes? You are nearly there and then…you become one of my army!”


Morbid Angel-”I will never follow you! A shinny faced !”


Enigma-”Sir, the option is no longer yours! The bones have been cast!…but please let us be civil for your remaining moments.”


Morbid Angel-”Civil, huh? Everyone is dead so the entire thought of an undead army is bullshit! What are you going to fight? Yourself?! HA!!”


Enigma-”That’s where you think small. There is so much more out there than earth! Ever consider that? Perhaps if the entire world was to follow one man into battle! We could run the entire galaxy!”


Morbid Angel-”Now you are just talking crazy…no such thing as outer space!”


Enigma-”That’s what you think.”





Enigma gets up and grabs a near by coffee pot and two mugs from the shelf.




Enigma-”Let us celebrate by drinking the last civilized coffee the world will ever know.”


Morbid Angel-”Sure, I am kinda tired.”


Enigma-”That is the sweet power of death, wrapping hits fingers around you to crush the spark that is you.”


Morbid Angel-”Yes, lets remind me that I’m dying every 5 minutes…its not stressing at all…nope…”





Enigma pours Morbid a cup of coffee and then one for himself before sitting again. Morbid’s face turns very pale at a large puddle forms underneath him. The crimson leakage would drive vampires insane for a taste…Morbid starts to nod off into the awaiting deaths spell but seems to snap to just before passing.




Enigma-”The time draws near, my friend. In death you will be leading my army! And your curse it to know that you failed humanity much like you failed defeating Azrael. This is for the best.”


Morbid Angel-”I can still kill you.”


Enigma-”I am not immortal! By selling my soul to Satan, I became ETERNAL!”


Morbid Angel-”Eternal? Really?”




Morbid Angel reaches down and grabs his boot gun and points it at Enigma




Morbid Angel-”Eternal this!”


Enigma-”You can’t kill me! I’ll come back and you will be dead so in the end…what’s the point?”


Morbid Angel-”It will make me feel better…for starters!”





Morbid pulls the hammer back.





Enigma-”This is only the beginning!”

Morbid Angel-” VICTORY FOREVER!”






With that Morbid shoots Enigma in his metal face! The bullet rips through and blood drips out of the hole as Enigma’s head slumps onto the table and then onto the floor…Morbid smirks as the breaking of windows signify that the dead are coming for him now. Morbid grabs the cup of coffee and takes a big gulp…





Morbid Angel-”Damn! That is some good coffee!”






The zombies rush towards him and Morbid sticks the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger! Everything goes dark.