Grimm's forehead exploded with pain, and he began to reel to one side, almost passing out, before being caught by Priest.
"Hey, man, you ok?" The soldier asked.
FLASHBACK
quote:Taking a moment to stop at the old oak dresser that the room had been furnished with, he pulled out a black XL t-shirt (with the sleeves cut off) and put it on. He picked up a battered copy of Jack Kerouac's Dharma Bums (he had found it late one night while rummaging through the library)and settled down on the old couch in the far corner of the room, next to the window, to relax and read.
No sooner had he started the first paragraph, when he bolted upright, a searing pain bursting in his head, the word "Vengeance" burning in his mind spelled out in red flames. Grimm fell backward onto the couch, unconscious.
Regaining his strength, Grimm pulled himself back up to his feet and began moving again.
"I'm fine." he said.
"Yeah, right," Priest replied. "First sign of life we see in this town, and you almost keel over like a dead. . .uh, well, you know." He said, rubbing at his bearded chin, as if in thought.
The sun began to sink into the horizon.
As the group approached the center of the town, Tayden spotted something.
"Hey, I think that's it. That looks like the sign that Dr. Quantos described."
Dirk's eyes looked off to the side. He seemed to see something. "Hang back a moment. I think we have a problem."
"What is it?" the former angel asked, more than a little intrigued.
"I've had this feeling, ever since we got here, like something was watching us. And something or someone is. . ."
"Dirk, look out!" Priest called from behind, as several decayed forms lurched forward on the group from all sides.
"What the hell is this, a George Romero wet dream?" The gunslinger quipped as several once living bodies lurched toward him. "Ah ah, sweetheart, not today," he said, shooting a hole into a grasping decayed hand.
Grimm's axe began to hum slightly and glow. Grimm felt a strange sense of deja vu for the second time in a series of moments.
As the group formed into a semi-circle while surrounded by the zombies, Grimm's mind flashed back again. . .
quote: Grimm turned and began silently walking towards the area where Dirk still struggled for his life against the inhuman beings. The axe in Grimm's hand began to hum and glow with pure blue energy.
By the time Grimm made his way back to the impromptu battlefield, the entire room was bathed in the incandescent blue light. The combatants stopped and peered towards the source of the light.
Dirk could swear that just for a moment, Grimm was different. That he was all skeleton, covered in flowing black, tattered robe, with large wings outstretched behind him. In that moment, throughout the castle and various realities a chill passed through all living beings. A king fell dead of a heart attack in battle, Several corpses pulled themselves up out of their graves in a cemetary in a small Pennsylvania town
"Shit!" was all the undead biker had time to say before the horde closed upon them.
