No Mere Zombie: Deathless Book 2

Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Previously On Deathless

Prologue

Chapter 1- Wake Up

Chapter 2- The End of the World

Chapter 3-Zombies

Chapter 4- The Dead Rule

Chapter 5- Nameless

Chapter 6- The Ring

Chapter 7- High School Bullshit

Chapter 8- Mother's Return

Chapter 9- Return to Cajamarca

Chapter 10- Irakesh

Chapter 11- Deathless

Chapter 12- Hell Hath No Fury

Chapter 13- The House of Mohn

Chapter 14- Zombies

Chapter 15- My Name

Chapter 16- Yukon

Chapter 17- Pursuit

Chapter 18- Suspicious Behavior

Chapter 19- Tracker

Chapter 20- Don't poke the goddess

Chapter 21- Not Too Bright

Chapter 22- Welcome To The Jungle

Chapter 23- Pursuit

Chapter 24- Hidden Rebel Base

Chapter 25- Waking Up

Chapter 26- Disobeying Orders

Chapter 27- Salvage Operation

Chapter 28- Medellin 12km

Chapter 29- Medico Roberto

Chapter 30- Team Crazy

Chapter 31- Steve

Chapter 32- Ambushed

Chapter 33- Consequences

Chapter 34- Sunsteel

Chapter 35- Captain Douche

Chapter 36- Anakim

Chapter 37- Satisfaction

Chapter 38- Pre-flight

Chapter 39- Bad to Worse

Chapter 40- Turning Point

Chapter 41- Deceived

Chapter 42- Fear & Loathing in Panama

Chapter 43- Desperate Gamble

Chapter 44- Mountain Camp

Chapter 45- Present For The Mother

Chapter 46- Awaken, Ka-Ken

Chapter 47- Early British Trackways

Chapter 48- Skyhammer

Chapter 49- Gotcha

Chapter 50- Excalibur

Chapter 51- Wild-Cat Tom

Chapter 52- Water Landing

Chapter 53- Sobek

Chapter 54- Permission Denied

Chapter 55- A Plan

Chapter 56- 24 Hour Fitness

Chapter 57- Parting the Sea

Chapter 58- Sacrifice

Chapter 59- Rage

Chapter 60- Revelations

Chapter 61- Whole Once More

Chapter 62- Jes'Ka

Chapter 63- Escape

Chapter 64- Reinforcements

Chapter 65- Director No More

Chapter 66- Final Preparations

Chapter 67- Set Us Up The Bomb

Chapter 68- Jordan Versus Gregg

Chapter 69- Vengeance

Chapter 70- The Key

Chapter 71- Free Will

Chapter 72- Boom

Chapter 73- Triumph

Chapter 74- Hope

Chapter 75- Bad News

Epilogue

Note to the reader

No Mere

ZOMBIE

Deathless Book 2

Chris Fox

This novel is fiction, except for the parts that aren’t.
 

Copyright © 2015 by Chris Fox

 
All rights reserved.
 

Chrisfoxwrites.com

ISBN-10:
1508470782

ISBN-13:
978-1508470786

For Yukon. You are missed, my friend.
 

Previously On Deathless

Whenever I pick up the 2
nd
book in a series I’m always torn. Should I re-read the first book, or just dive right in? I usually want to do the latter, but I can’t always remember what happened in the previous book. This page is for all those people like me who can’t quite remember everything that went down in
No Such Thing As Werewolves
. I’ve decided to re-cap it just like a TV show. For those that just finished
No Such Thing As Werewolves
feel free to skip to the prologue.

In an announcer voice ‘Last time, on deathless…”

A giant black pyramid bores from the earth in Peru, and a team of soldiers have been dispatched to investigate. They encounter a werewolf dressed in Egyptian style clothing, which tears through their ranks before escaping. They bring in a team of scientists to help them investigate the pyramid, and quickly find that the central chamber is full of very lethal radiation. They desperately seek a way into the pyramid’s control room, while the escaped werewolf with the bad fashion sense (Ahiga) begins slaughtering innocents. Some of those innocents rise as werewolves, and a plague begins spreading across South America.

The desperate team of scientists recruits Blair Smith, a brilliant anthropologist working at a local junior college as a teacher. Blair finds a way into the inner chamber, where the team discovers a woman sleeping inside of a high tech sarcophagus the ancients called a rejuvenator. Unfortunately, the act of opening the door to the inner chamber injects Blair with an unknown virus and Blair dies (it’s all very sad, really). Within hours he rises again as a werewolf and begins slaughtering his former companions.

Blair wakes up in a small Peruvian village not far from the pyramid where he meets Liz, a beautiful young redhead from the United States. The pair are pursued by Commander Jordan, the leader of the forces controlled by the mysterious (terribly mysterious) Mohn Corp. Liz is killed and brought back by Blair as a werewolf, and we learn that female werewolves are much larger, and much scarier than males. The pair flees north, deciding that if they can get to California Liz’s brother Trevor might be able to help them find some sort of cure.

Meanwhile Ahiga tries to catch up, because he realizes that Blair has inadvertently stolen the key to the Ark (the pyramid). That key is required to wake the woman inside, who Ahiga refers to as the Mother. It turns out she’s the progenitor of the entire werewolf species, and when Ahiga finally catches up to Blair he tells him that without her the world is doomed. He explains that the world is about to enter a new age. The sun will go through a Coronal Mass Ejection, which will wipe out nearly all technology. This CME will also activate a virus that will turn all the people who currently have it into zombies (oh crap).

Blair decides to be a dumbass and tells Ahiga to go screw himself. He and Liz continue on to California where they meet up with Trevor and begin investigating the werewolf virus. It turns out that Trevor is a helio-seismologist who just so happens to be investigating a giant sunspot (what a coincidence, right?). He confirms that a CME could royally screw the entire planet, and agrees to help Blair and Liz get back to Peru to wake the Mother.

Before they leave, Commander Jordan and his comic relief sidekick Yuri show up with a bunch of soldiers in power armor. They blow up Trevor’s house and his 67 Mustang, but fail to catch Blair. The werewolves escape back to Peru where they gather some furry allies and invade the Ark. They battle Mohn Corp’s ever growing army, and there are casualties on both sides. The werewolves win and wake the Mother, who slaughters poor Commander Jordan and every soldier under his command. It’s very sad, because by this point we feel bad for poor Jordan.

In the epilogue the asshole author (that’s me) dropped a really, really messed up cliffhanger. One of the scientists had the virus that would cause her to turn into a zombie when the CME hits. Not only does she turn into a zombie, but Trevor gets bitten within the first 30 seconds of the zombie apocalypse. Poor readers were left wondering what happened to Trevor. Fortunately, you’re holding the sequel and are about to find out. I hope you enjoy it…

If you do please consider leaving a review both for this book and for
No Such Thing As Werewolves
. I’m an indie author, and reviews are vitally important to my success. You might also consider
signing up for the mailing list
to hear when
Deathless Book 3: Vampires Don’t Sparkle
is available. If you do I’m happy to give you a free copy of
The First Ark
, the prequel that explains a bit more about who the Mother is and where the zombie virus comes from.

Okay, enough rambling! On to
No Mere Zombie

Prologue

11,000 BCE

Africa

Irakesh shook the chill rain from his cloak, handing it to the pale-faced thrall by the door. The frail old man gave a bow, leathery skin sagging around sunken eyes. Such an embarrassment. The worthless servant was a stark contrast to the majesty of this place, one of the oldest structures in the world. Ptah’s temple predated all others save the Ark, or so Irakesh had been taught.
 

He strode up the wide marble entry way, ignoring the handful of thralls who peered anxiously around columns. None were brave enough to challenge his passing. Not that he expected them to. They were not warriors and the na-kopesh riding at his hip was a warrior’s weapon. A Sunsteel sword, one of only a handful in existence. An honor no other deathless his age had ever been accorded.

Irakesh moved confidently down a side passageway, idly gazing upon the elaborate murals depicting their creator’s earliest feats. Such a pity that Ptah’s greatest works were long behind him. The ancient deathless should have had the grace to take his own life, rather than fade into obscurity. Yet it was to Irakesh’s benefit that he still lived, if their existence could be called life.

He finally stopped before a wide chamber with a low stone table. His target sat alone, hunched over a faded bronze chalice. Irakesh sat down across from him, surveying his target. Ptah’s dark-skinned face was made for scowls. Excessive unibrow, crooked nose. His shimmering white cloak was rumpled and the golden lion clasp needed time with a rag and polish. His thralls were doing a poor job attending to his appearance, though from the look of the wretches they themselves were just as worn.
 

From the way Ptah leaned into the table he’d already enjoyed several cups of fermented blood. He didn’t even glance up when Irakesh sat, though Irakesh could have been an assassin dispatched by a more powerful deathless.
 

Yes, he could see why this once great man had fallen from the lofty heights of power. Deathless Ptah, a man older than he by millennia, yet one who’d never managed to accumulate a power base. He was forever trapped at middling rank, his monumental creations little more than ancient
 
tales, eclipsed by those like Irakesh, who were bold enough to take risks at a young age and thus catch the attention of more powerful masters.
 

Careful my host. Do not underestimate him. He is old but cunning
. The Risen’s voice buzzed like a fly in the corner of his mind. Irakesh ignored it.

Ptah looked up from his chalice, swirling the thick scarlet contents. “What do you want, boy? Let me enjoy this age’s final weeks in peace.”

“My apologies for the intrusion, mighty Ptah. I’m hoping our meeting will be both brief and profitable,” Irakesh assured him, all smiles. He rested a friendly arm on the stone table. “Ra asks your cooperation.”

Ptah paled, setting his cup on the table with more force than he’d probably intended. Its sticky contents sloshed over the side, adding to the layer of grime on the pitted stone. He gave Irakesh a sidelong glance. “Ra? I refuse to grant her that title. What could
Sekhmet
possibly want from me? I have no power. No influence. No one will grant me a place in an Ark.”


Ra
may,” Irakesh corrected, horrified by the man’s use of his mother's true name. Such usage was forbidden, punishable with an excruciating death. He gestured to the thrall standing behind Ptah. The woman scurried over with a second chalice, squeezing a tiny spigot placed in her wrist. The wooden cup filled with her warm blood, potent with the alcohol that she’d imbibed. It was the fastest and most enjoyable way for a deathless to get drunk, something it appeared Ptah knew intimately. “If you aid me, there could be a place for you in the Ark of the Cradle.”

“So Sekhmet dangles the carrot then,” Ptah snorted, eyeing him suspiciously, as expected. Ra controlled the Ark and would make the final selections. Those she favored would live to see another age of the world thirteen millennia from now. A full half the longest count. Those she didn’t would wither and die when the sun went through its change, denying them its life-sustaining energy. That momentous event was nearly upon them.
 

“She’d add me to her pantheon then?” Ptah asked, a glimmer of hope flitting across his features before he brutally repressed it. “Not without a high blood price, I’d wager. What does she wish of me?”

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