Monday, October 31, 2016

Clownpocalypse: Halloween

Clownpocalypse: Halloween
Katherine Rochholz
All Rights Reserved

            Jimmy smirked as his baseball bat made contact with another head as he walked through an abandoned sports store. He was on the hunt for batteries, sunglasses, Golf clubs, bullets, all the normal zombie clown hunting stuff. He laughed out loud. “Oh, God, Zombie Fucking Clowns.” He laughed as he grabbed a gun bag and a golf club bag. “That is great!” His phone started to ring. Unknown Number. He frowned. “Black Hawk County Morgue! They dead, we freeze ‘em!”
            Bobby snorted his drink through his nose. “My phone is dead jackass. That was premium caffeine goodness you just made me snort through my nose. I have to charge it. I am at a gas station at the border.  Happy Halloween fucker.”
            Jimmy laughed. “Hey bro! Look I am stocking up. I found me a sweet truck. You aren’t in that beater are you?”
            “Hell no. I lived in the city of angels. I killed my neighbor and took his sweet ass truck. I hit a few stores between there and the border. How you doing?”
            “Was your neighbor a clown Bobby?”
            “He was a damn clown before the damn make up, but yeah, he was dressed like one so he got killed like one.” Bobby smirked. “He was on my list anyways. You know the list where don’t matter if you a zombie or not but in the zombie apocalypse you are dying?”
            Jimmy laughed as he took a golf club to a zombie clown in the parking lot as he threw his first load in the back of his truck. “You know Bobby how you fit in that artist scene out in LA I don’t know.”
            “Eccentric was good. And I mostly hung around the tattoo parlors and drew them some original designs.” Bobby stated as he pointed his gun at a zombie clown about fifty feet away and pulled the trigger; the brains splattered across a rock poster and the thing fell dead.
            “Hey! Did you loot any famous people’s houses? I looked for some in NYC but their apartments were hard to break into so I only got a few things.” Jimmy ripped open a headset for his phone. “Just a sec bro!” He synced them up and added a few more to his car ripping a couple open to charge on his new multiport charger. “Go for wireless!” He stated as he took a golf club and went and killed a few of the leeches of society.
            Bobby rolled his eyes. “Stay safe princess.” Bobby growled.
            Jimmy laughed. “You too cupcake!” With that Jimmy ended the call. Jimmy looked at the group of zombie clowns and ran back into the sporting store and grabbed another bag of stuff and stuff to make his own bullets and jumped into his kick ass truck.
            Jimmy was driving along playing is music and “FIFTY POINTS! Half a Zombie!” He yelled into the phone connected to the counsel.
            “Damn it Jimmy!” Came the voice on the other end. “Did you have to yell that?”
            “You are the one that said to stay on the line Kitty!”
            “Do not call me Kitty!” Came a yell.
            “But Kitty, you were almost my sister!”
            “My name is Katrina! Not Kitty! And it isn’t my fault your brother took off to LA and now we are one of three damn people we know alive!”
            “He took off because he caught you in bed with his former best friend.”
            “We were dressed!”
            “Well, that former best friend said stuff happened. And he knew about your birth mark on your inner thigh.”
            Kitty cursed. “That is why he just packed and left claiming that he needed to get away from us.”
            “Yeah.” Jimmy stated. “You are on the way to home right?”
            “Yeah. You and Bobby are, and really I would rather be with you two. I was down in Dallas so chances are I might meet up with Bobby.”
            “Hope so Kitty. Will allow you two to work things out.”
            “Yes this bloody Clownpocalypse is perfect for me and Bobby to get back together, get married and have little babies.” Kitty stated; Jimmy could hear the sarcasm dripping from her lips.
            “Hey it could be worse. You know Bobby still loves you.” Jimmy stated as he smirked. “Look! It says town trick or treating! Time to film!” Jimmy stated as he took the exit toward the town.
            Kitty sighed. “Send me footage. I am hanging up. I see a gas station.”
            “Stay safe my sista from another mista!” Jimmy stated and ended the call. He pulled to a stop. He smirked as he laid and waited. He knew this town. The Halloween town here came alive exactly at dusk. It would bring the clown zombies and he would have some fun.
            Bobby sighed as he kept driving. He looked at his phone and at Katrina’s number. He wanted to call, but he was afraid of no answer. He was afraid she would be dead. He stopped at a mall. He saw the sporting goods store. He took his AR, a couple of hand guns, a knife and his baseball bat. He opened his car door and looked around. He had to get a few things. He put his phone on high and stuck it in his shirt pocket. Time to go shopping. He walked into the mall. It was decorated for Halloween. Oh that is right tonight was Halloween. He kept an eye on his surroundings. Ready to Nope Out if he needed to do so; he saw a hat shop. He looked around and grabbed a cart. A few hats never went amiss when dealing with the sun. He thought. He picked up all the ones of his favorite teams as well as Jimmy’s and Katrina’s. That got him to pause for a moment. Katrina had to be alive. She had to be. And when he was on the road again he would call her. He had to know. He after all loved her. He moved down the mall towards the sporting goods store. He stopped at the jewelry store. He looked at them and broke the glass taking the ring that once upon a time Katrina had showed him. He checked the size and smiled. He grabbed a few other things and made his way to the sports store. He didn’t let his guard down. It was too easy. But he slowly and steadily made trips to his truck.
            Jimmy was waiting and then he saw the lights come on and the music start. He got out of his truck with a couple of guns and his baseball bat. Soon he saw all the zombie clowns coming toward the noise! He smiled. “Batter Up!” He yelled. He saw all the clown zombie princesses and super heroes and parents all like clowns, even a zombie clown gorilla! He stood in the middle and took shots and swung his bat. He was having a grand ole time this Halloween! “Trick or Treat! Sorry but now Jimmy Treat for you!” He stated as he took the baseball bat to the head of a parent who had been dragging the zombie Thor and a zombie Loki. He didn’t play with the children. He put them out of their undead existence really quickly. Even if he knew the soul and the personality of the child had already been killed at that first bite. He stayed around for a bit until the zombie clowns were few and far between. He moved and took off his go camera and went and shut off the camera he started on the car. He turned out his laptop and sent them to Bobby and Kitty. After all one of the best things about a Clownpocalypse was the fact nobody was around to shut of the internet or power! YAY! No more bills! He moved to the back of his truck and grabbed some clean clothes and then went into a house making sure it was empty then cleaned up. He was on the road again just a couple hours after his baseball practice using zombie clown heads had started. He smirked. He called his brother.
            Bobby’s phone rang just as he loaded up the last load. “Zombie Killer’s R Us.” He answered.
            “Hey cupcake! I sent you a video!”
            “I saw the email, princess. I will play it when I am on the road again.”
            “Great! I just wanted to let you know I am good! No bites! And I will probably drive for a few hours before pulling off and sleeping.
            “Good. Talk to you later.” Bobby hung up. He moved back towards the mall. Just as he did he turned and saw them. Coming from behind the back. Zombie Clown trick or treaters! He ran back to his car. He put on a go camera on his dash. “How many points are the whole ones?” He yelled as he gunned the engine and mowed down the zombie clown trick or treaters. He didn’t play with them like his brother did. But he would be damned if he let them still exist. His luck soon there would be “Clown Zombie Ethical Treatment” groups. CZET! Ha! Sounded like a someone couldn’t spell Chet! He left a trail of blood and looked to the email. He saw Katrina’s email. He smiled, so she was alive. That was wonderful. He picked up his phone and dialed the number. He held his breath until her voice came on the line. “Katrina…” He whispered.

Day Thrity-One Monster University: Kitty, Lila, and Ida

Kitty, Lila, and Ida
Monster University
Katherine Rochholz
All Rights Reserved

“The three of us always have been together since we were killed. Lila hardly talks and when she does it is soft. She was the only one to get a chance to fight back that night. The night we were killed. We waited for so long for justice. We were so sure they would catch the killer. Lila was so bitter. So very bitter. She still is most of the time. This man stole her innocence and then killed her. And she has to remember it. We were killed in our sleep. But our friend… when we died we cried with  her. So we stayed with her. We could have moved on, but Lila is as good as our blood. We had to stay. Ida always tries to keep us positive, she was bubbly in life as she is in death. Even as we waited and waited for justice that would never come. And for some reason neither ever blamed me. Though I was the reason they were there that night. A sleep over turned into ghastly murders. I had begged and begged that night for them to stay over. And finally got their parents and mine to say yes. That night we were killed. And when we were denied our justice we made a deal so we could leave the house, the land we haunted being at unrest, and to become ‘living’ ghosts as adults. To keep our bodies and the ability to not be stuck back in that murder house we must kill to keep our humanity. So we comprised and now we kill those who get away with their crimes. After all no person should be damned to remain at unrest, like we have been. With no justice there is not rest for our weary souls.”
Kitty was sitting and going through the local newspapers and the news online. They had to find their yearly victims soon. They always tend to put it off. They don’t like to kill but they do like to see justice served for others. Even if they never got justice themselves. She looked up when Lila came in with her new style. “Lila.”
Lila was looking in the mirror making sure she looked good with her all black clothes, her many, many tattoos, her many piercings, and her dark makeup. “Kitty, find them yet?”
“Found yours. Needed to make sure on Ida’s and mine.” She stated as she pulled away from her research. “You going to Cameron’s party?”
Lila smirked. “Yep.”
Kitty rolled her eyes. “You know you just need to take the bull by the horns and tell that person you are going for that you want to see if a relationship would work out between you two. You are both old enough to be mature if it doesn’t work out. You both exist forever.” Kitty typed a few more things into the computer and waited for the results. “When you going to tell him?”
Lila narrowed her eyes. “None of your business.” She stated. “Now if you excuse me I have a party to get to before Cameron shuts it down.” With that Lila swept out.
Ida came in at that point. “She won’t tell him.”
            “I am sure they will be fine.” Kitty stated. Ida never changed her style much; it was old fashioned and sweet. Which was probably why she was dating that nice ghost that was moving this town next month. “And how is Jared?” She asked.
            “Good. He is getting used to not being tied down to his location. He is moving in next month.” Ida sat down. “Kitty, you really need to get out and do something. I mean Jared is here this weekend and I and he will go do our hunt. You found us the two we needed. Did you verify they were guilty?”
            “Yes, they killed their kids on purpose. Drowned them because they didn’t want their boys to grow up to hurt a woman. Stupid damn people; teach kids right and they won’t grow up to hurt people.” Kitty stated as she looked at the pictures of the boys on her screen.
            Ida nodded. “I and Jared will take care of them Kitty. Why don’t you go out and do something. Anything. Please. You can’t always take care of us. If Lila finally lets go of her bitterness and tells her crush she loves him she will move on. We will always be sisters but we will move on and have separate lives at some time and I don’t want to see you alone.”
            Kitty sighed. “Look I am okay alone. I am just not that person that needs a relationship. And I have my books and everything and one is about to take off which means touring and other things.”
            Ida looked at her. “I and Jared are going out. We will see you tomorrow. Go out Kitty. Even if it is just to a movie. Or to kill your person. Just get out of the house tonight.”
            Kitty signed. “Fine. I will.” Kitty waved to her as her and Jared left.
            Lila was at the party and was standing in a corner. She saw Frank and about gave a blush. But she floated on over. “Hello Frank.”
            Frank looked over and smiled. “Hello Lila! You guys haven’t been around awhile.”
            “We just got back. We were helping a new ghost that took the same deal as us. Ida is dating him now.” Lila stated.
            “Good for her! And what Egyptian costume is this?”
            Lila smirked. “I am death of course. Death can take upon whatever look she wants.”
            Frank laughed. “Hey you  need some help with your  person. I know that is coming up soon?”
            Lila looked shocked. “You would come with me?”
            “Of course. You heard I adopted right?”
            “Yes, little Sophie.” Lila smiled. “I hear she is pretty.”
            “About as pretty as you.” Frank smiled.                     
            Lila blushed. “Would you and Sophie like to go see a movie sometime with me?”
            Frank grinned and threw an arm around her. “How about now. We go take care of your person, we go get something to eat and a movie and then come back to this party. It is very early after all.”
            Lila smiled. “That sounds divine.”
            That found Lila in front of a house. The woman within was a nurse who killed kids just because she couldn’t have kids. They would get sick and she would give them wrong meds and kill them. Nobody ever knew. Lila knocked on the door while Frank and Sophie waited in the car. When there was no answer Lila turned into her ghost form and went through the door to find the woman looking at her trophy case of kills. Lila seeing all those pictures screamed and lunged at her and stuck her hand through the woman’s chest and squeezed the heart and drained the woman’s life force. She then removed her hand and the body dropped to the ground. She sneered and went through the door again. Soon they would find her and justice would be had for all those little kids. She got into the car. She smiled at Frank and turned around and made happy faces at Sophie. That bitterness she held on to for so many years finally creaking and flowing out of her soul.
            Ida and Jared smiled at each other and walked up to the house where they found the couple. They didn’t even knock they just went in and grabbed their hearts and drained their life force. They left without even a thought of what they had just done. They were wrapped up into each other and Ida even put the thoughts of Kitty out of her mind as she finally found a form of peace in her soul; even if she could never move on until the end of days. The fact she hadn’t gotten justice no longer eating at her soul as much as it once did.
            Kitty went for a walk. She wasn’t lying when she said she was fine. She sighed. She didn’t know why but she knew with her sisters happy she would be alone. And she didn’t want to just rush into a relationship just because they wanted her too. She wouldn’t mind a few more friends though. She found herself in front of the house that too many hikers were disappearing at; since the sixties, the most recent being about three days ago. She moved and floated into the house and searched it. She went down to the basement to be shocked. The man had found a way to trap ghosts! There were six of them trying to get out of their traps. She moved and released them and all but two moved on. “You should move on.”
            “No.” They stated. They were a set of twins. In life they were pretty, one boy and one girl. Young. About fifteen.
            “How old were you and when?”
            “Sixteen.” The boy stated.
            “1967.” The girl stated.
            “He can’t trap many of us. Out of the hundred or so he was only able to catch the six of us.” The boy explained.
            “We are Eve and Adam. Our parents were religious we weren’t.” Eve stated.
            “Can we stay with you?”
            “How many of them are there?”
            “Three. Two brothers and a sister.” Adam answered.
            Kitty nodded. She took a deep breath. “Raum.” She whispered.
            The demon appeared. “Kitty!”
            “Same deal for these two, Raven.” She demanded.
            Raven nodded. “Kill one person a year that would go to hell. You get to move about and live a ‘mortal’ immortal life.”
            Both the twins agreed and Kitty moved with them up the stairs. “Now you punch  your fist into their chest and hold on until the heart doesn’t beat any longer then pull out and drop the body.” Kitty explained as she punched the larger one and watched the other two. She smiled when all three bodies fell to the ground. “Well, you can stay with me. I will have Bo set you up in high school to go to school with Caliban. He is a good kid.”
            The twins smiled and bounced about the whole way they followed Kitty home. Maybe adoptive mom is what Kitty needed. She smiled as she picked up the phone. “Adopting two teens, Bo.” She then hung up the phone and smiled at the two kids. “I am going to adopt you.” Both teens smiled and sat down next to her. Kitty didn’t know what the next centuries would bring but they wouldn’t be boring.

Sunday, October 30, 2016

Day Thirty Monster Univesrity: Naome

Monster University
Katherine Rochholz
All Rights Reserved

            “I was the ruler of the world at one point. Of course there were always questions about rather I ruled and when I ruled. I had many, many names when I was mortal. But my most famous was Nefertiti. Of course people now a days get me confused with that slut Cleopatra. Oh Goddess did I hate her. I am so glad she never actually figured out the secret to immortality. I think I would have preferred death than her being around forever. She so got what she deserved when she died by those Asps. Such lovely creatures snakes, especially Asps, they are the symbol of my company now. Yes my company, I am a ruler a different way now a days. I own my business; which of course has fingers in every other business, money and gold and power are needed after all in this life and any other life. We have gotten people addicted to cell phones, to computers, we control them. Most wouldn’t be able to function without technology. Nefertiti International. I may go by Naome now but I am still the queen I was. After all my past is still in mystery to the mortals who found my daughter’s and my mother’s tomb. Kill my son. I killed them. Then used every forbidden magic possible and brought my son back to life. Cursing myself and him into immortality. But it could be worse. After all I am rich, hot, and very much in charge. So what if our organs are in jars and we have to protect them and feed them blood of mortals to sustain us? I don’t see a problem, a bit amoral of me yes, but I don’t see the problem when I did what any mother would do for her baby.”
            Naome looked up as her personal assistant came in.  He would make a good sacrifice.  She would have to set it up as a retreat for her team soon. There would be a tragic accident on the way back where she was the only survivor. Beth would falsify some medical records and she would have a day of mourning at her company. It happened every so often. Thankfully it was only seven years that this had to happen and nobody ever figured it out. Except that little human that was spying on them. They were going to have to do something about her soon. It was just that everybody was split on what to do. Kill her or turn her. She shook her head to clear her thoughts and looked up and smiled. “Hello Leonard.” She greeted and took the papers for her to sign.
            “Hey boss!” Leonard smiled. “I have the cabins out at Lake Goose booked! The retreat for your executive personal is all set!”
            Naome smiled. “Thank you Leonard. Make sure that everybody knows what time to be here and we will leave here on the bus together.”
            “You aren’t like other CEOs, boss! You are awesome!”
            Naome laughed. “You can’t be a ruler through brute force and punishment alone. Sometimes you need to release the honey.”
            Leonard laughed. “There is a reason it works for you, boss!” He took the papers back after she signed them and left to file them.
            Naome almost felt it was a pity the kid would die. But then again, she couldn’t spare him and take an extra. That would be unfair to the others that were likable in the past and present. She shook her head. Sometimes she wondered if it was worth it to continue or she should lay in her sarcophagus for a while and just sleep. Cameron can always wake her after a bit of time with a ritual of blood. But then again Gus was close to allowing monsters to give birth and though she loved her baby boy, she missed the baby boy times. She sighed and stood up and looked out the window. This trip thankfully was only needed once every seven years. She looked out the window and wondered what it would have been like in the afterlife. She knew the beliefs of her people, but with so many things she has seen in her existence, from the fall of the Egyptian empires, to the birth of a newborn king, to his murder by those who feared what it meant to have the messiah in their ranks, to people denying the existence of a being more powerful than themselves. She snorted. There could be no true atheists.  Because atheism is denying the existence of God, to deny him you have to acknowledge that he exists. She tries not to think about what will happen at the end of this. She knew of the Angel that Jo just finally got to join the team. When asked what would happen to her when time ended she stated forever in purgatory. When asked what that was Alyssa shuddered. A Warrior of Heaven shuddered at the thought of that place and then called it worse than Hell. Naome sighed. Now was not the time to think about this. In fact if she could stop she would. But every so often, every seven years about, she would think about what was waiting for her when the powers that be ended the world. She turned back to her desk and took a deep drink of her coffee and sat back down and went to work on her paperwork.
            The weekend came fast and Naome was dressed for camping. She smiled at each employee as she checked off the seven names that were coming with her. It was her executive staff. She smiled, even though on the inside she was numb, always so numb to this ritual. She did paperwork while her team sang and did road games as they went a few hours out of the way. When they got there they all helped set up came and assigned the cabins. She would let them have their fun and then the night before they went back she would have them each old a jar as she drained their blood and life force from them. She shook her head to rid her of those unwanted thoughts. First let’s enjoy Friday and Saturday before she had to think about what she was going to do on Sunday night.
            They had a grand time fishing, canoeing, telling ghost stories and making s’mores around the fire. They had fun. Many of them doing these items for the first time ever as they grew up in a technological society that stopped doing these type of activities. Sunday soon came and Naome stood their holding her box of jars. She swallowed. She moved out to the fire. She smiled. “Alright everybody! I want you to all hold on to a jar, don’t open it, while I tell you a ghost story before we go to bed for our last night here!” She tried to sound excited and nobody could tell, well nobody but Cameron, Frank and Lucas who were hiding in her cabin to help her move the bodies into the bus before it’s fiery accident. She started her story about a group of campers who skipped school and were killed. As she told the story they held the jars and they drained their blood. They felt no pain and no shock. They just thought it was the fire that made Naome glow as she gained their life forces. Soon the story and the deed was done and her son and his friends came out to help clean up. Naome put her jaws back in her miniature sarcophagus and then sat down to cry.
            Cameron knew this hurt his mother. “I swear mother I will find a way to change this. I promise. Why don’t you take her home Lucas? Frank and I got this.”
            Lucas nodded. “Come on Queen Naome.” Lucas took the sarcophagus and went to the car. Naome just let them help her into the car and sat and stared out the window as Lucas drove them home. She hoped Cameron was right and there was a way around this ritual that had to happen every seven years. She really hated taking the lives of people she had known for at least one year if not seven. She was helped into her home and when Lucas left she cried herself to sleep. For a monster she was a gentle soul that only ruled with an iron fist when needed. She closed her eyes and hoped that Cameron kept his promise… But she would always do as she must to protect her son,

even if it killed her soul.