Gods vs. Zombies
A long time ago, in a lost chapter in history, zombies took over the earth. Mount Olympus stood as tall as ever, but for once, it housed gods in fear of an oncoming threat. Against zombies, gods were powerless.
“Cerebri deorum delectamentum sunt. Me delectant cerbera,” said Rufus. Longingly, him and his other zombie friends stare up at Mount Olympus. Though his brain was slowly decaying along with the rest of his body, he had been using all it’s power to figure out a way up there for him and his friends. Suddenly, he had it; they could all call their winged horses to fly them up there. The only problem was that in order to get them, someone had to go visit Hades in the Underworld. Rufus called his friends Brutus and Lucius and off they went.
“No me delectate Hades,” Lucius said on their way down. Since zombies were already half dead, they got to take an elevator down to the Underworld and avoid Cerberus and the River Styx.
Zeus, watching down from Mount Olympus, saw the zombies make their way down to the Underworld and called his brother, Poseidon, over. “He’s created an alliance with them. We must gather the gods to discuss what we must do next,” said Zeus. Poseidon stared down at his cherished ocean, the one he loved so much, and could only imagine the damage that would be done if the zombies took over everything.
After Hermes, the messenger of Mount Olympus collected all the gods, they gathered in Zeus’ home and began to discuss ways of avoiding an attack by zombies.
Unfortunately, by that time, the zombies had already gathered and were listening to Rufus’ instructions. He said, “Necesitamus oppugnare Monte Olympo.” Many of the zombies said, “Ego non volo,” but realized that they were hungry and in order to survive, they needed the brains of the gods.
As the winged horses arrived, as promised from Hades, the zombies began mounting them and getting ready to attack the gods of Mount Olympus. Before they left, they began turning to each other, saying, “Bonam fortunam! Illud possumus!” and off they went to Mount Olympus.
As Ares, the god of war, was preparing the gods for battle, he felt something hit him in the head. It
was an arm, a bony and decayed arm, and it was now lying on the ground with fingers moving, trying to get back to the body it belongs to. Aphrodite began to shriek with horror, causing all the other gods to stare at her in confusion. Whilst in confusion, they heard the landing of winged horses on the top of their mountain and turned around in horror; the zombies had arrived.
Rufus screamed, “Oppugnate!” and the battle ensued. Ares grabbed his sword after he heard Rufus say, “Adepto gladiis vestris!” to his soldiers and was prepared to fight until the very last swing of his sword. As Ares was fighting yet another zombie, he cut at it’s head and realized that once you destroyed their brain, all the other parts of their body couldn’t function. As Ares grabbed his god walkie-talkie and reported the newfound information to all the other immortals, Rufus heard what he had said and froze in horror. The gods now knew their weakness and could easily defeat them. As loud as he could, Rufus shouted, “Equos conscendunt et relinquere,” and could only hope for the best as he bolted for his winged horse to get back to earth.
He flew above Mount Olympus, watching down on everyone, and realized how much their numbers had dwindled. Lucius, on his winged horse, flew up to him and said, “Brutus mortus est,” with a pained expression on his face and a tear making it’s way out of his eye.
Rufus then looked down and realized something that truly made him feel emotion; he realized that him and Brutus were the only ones left. He said, “Eamus!” to Lucius and steered his horse back to Mount Olympus.
Lucius and Rufus landed back on Mount Olympus, this time surrounded by about a hundred gods, furious for the damage caused by the zombies before they all died. Lucius and Rufus said, “Aegre fero,” over and over, but it meant nothing to them. The gods called Zeus so he could be the one to do it. In one swing of his ax, he decapitated them both and finally expelled the last zombies of the land. Olympus was safe once more and the gods could continue living happily and without fear of another zombie attack ever again.