Armigerant

By Daniel Louis Wagner

In a world where self survival is the most important one must be always alert and ready to defy the Environment. When the world is such a place that living is a part of death and to come again as a Reborn fighting machine bent on destroying Humanity is the up most in importance, where can one go to. In observance of the right to live is the right to die but to come back as the dead who are alive in a special life support system bent on making soldiers to dismantle humanity there is one choice and that is perseverance and the fight to survive a free life. The Reborn take that away when they kill you and the maniac by the name of Renous is at large excepting bodies to form his own Army of Reborn under his control. The object is to survive again to live and beat back the overwhelming odds of skilled warriors that live even when they are shot at point blank straight for the heart. Technology is the basis of living even God shows an appreciation of a good fight. The scientists are all mad for deploying the unstoppable Reborn who can conquer the world in a tiny place of refuge. They single out human beings. These Reborn units are equipped with weapons to fire into the flesh of human beings and expose them for the vats and rejuvenating tables with a serum of green juice for energy and stamina they sleep not and eat every week. There is no match when it comes to the ones who can not die versus the living and breathing humans. They breathe not and move with strength stealth. Many scientists fight for the control of the reborn only one may have it even if it means to kill the others for control of the entire earth. Many riches can be had when the reborn fight for the contempt with humans. The relatives of the deceased have made it a part of the family to reinvigorate a new existence in the reborn as a molded image of the perfect fighter and death dealer who simply is found unmatched. Until humans learn to fight back. The lead is to detonate the power source to get rid of the reborn with a timer before the reborn explode. Run for your life it is coming near you they will get you through your own closed doors. Thrill seeker this is the end of a serial of death and lots of blood all over some of it is yours.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Daniel Louis Wagner
• Release date: May 16, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310617881

Daniel Louis Wagner

I was born in Berwyn Illinois in April of 65'. I started writing poems in the third grade my first one received an A+ for my labor. I was amazed the teacher loved what I wrote. Sometimes I wished that I still had that poem it was lost when my mother died. I can try to reintroduce it but my memory loses that thought. Any way, I also believe my work will be recognized by people and widely read. I enjoy writing Science Fiction Fantasy novels and short stories of varying genres. I know there is something you will like in my novel. I write for the sake of Love and kindness. Yet, I foresaw the fact the voice and acts of violence is found in my books I have to include the other side of madness and hate as well as the soothing good of naturally loving peoples. Like I said I enjoy writing for me is an art and all art has its beginning and end. I included the devil and God in the same book. Both god and evil have powers but God and his kind exceed the abilities of the devils from hell. The very demons that possess people in stations of high endeavors where someone who believes not in God but wealth, is fighting against the only true God and will never live with God and God's heaven of eight levels. The eighth reserved for the lord God himself. Well space travel is necessary to achieve the vastness of heaven but the spaceship must be left behind and the walk to the golden gate is achieved. Enter heaven on God's whim and will whatever he desires from you. But first, discover some of the other planets that have life and in abundance. Handle Satan lost at first until saved by God in the burning depths of hell itself. Fight Stan in outer space and achieve good. Discover those planets mentioned earlier in the template. God is wall to wall with thirty three dimensional heaven. To reach God the portals must be utilized to achieve what god has in store for each person being good is not enough, one must breach the heaven to reach God. I can talk about the magnificence of God forever but lets end because he is only mentioned in three chapters that he really dwells in. Most of the other chapters dwell with space travel on space ships. Later bodily through space to enter the unknown to wait in the outer era of planets to enter sometimes the cover is hiding the true source of power dominating the planet which the character including me, must fight against. For even the devil uses the portals to fight against the powers of good. The coverage of planets is that they each possesses resources vital to the existence of humanity and the colonization of each, reach God. Wild meat eating creatures already living on the planets but technology keeps them at bay until the breech is reached. I should not mention to much more other than the entire book is about capturing the limits of space and exploring it thoroughly and discovering new life on the planets inhabited now by humans who live healthy lives on a healthy clean planet full of clean water, land, and air.

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ARMIGERANT

by

DANIEL LOUIS WAGNER

Dedication:

To my wonderful Angela for all the contribution, and loving care she attributed.

To the infamous Danny Poo who is always there beside me helping in his way.

To all who read and recognize my debilitated state of mind, I use my disability to

promote my natural aspiration to paint with words.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Prologue

Chapter One Renous

Chapter Two Renicious

Chapter Three Byron

Chapter Four Humanity

Chapter Five Armado

Chapter Six Hemicious

Chapter Seven Hemicious

Chapter Eight Hemicious

Chapter Nine Cephulus

Chapter Ten Palige

Chapter Eleven Al

Chapter Twelve Al

Chapter Thirteen Trioid 1774

Chapter Fourteen Leonard

Chapter Fifteen Krill

Epilogue

Copyright

Acknowledgements

About the Author

Other books by Author

Prologue

I noticed the end of the world so did so many when life on earth began its diminishment lessen it too just less than three million humans on earth. Sure, it made a compelling life because no one knew whom elsewhere or what will happen and fanatics pilled on the semantics. I personally watch as I could to see what would be next, the end of the world or a brand new beginning a completely different planet face where no one knew what would happen again. Death clung of every corner the reborn will get most people unless one knows to stop the killing by completely disconnecting the power source. Nearly an impossibly but a safety switch to those in power to condemn the world of all government even the finest of leaders provoked, the power of fright to fight overwhelming forces that just returned each dead body to rejuvenate in the fluids of life. The family of cousins who lived despite history discovered it all. I lived among them in several different bodies but each recognized at the source of life.

The end of all human existence was a possibility until someone discovered the antidote to life it was rejuvenating fluid. However, it came with a clause one that real human beings must fight. This fluid caused the death of everyone but one can bring back life if only the reborn is the reflection of the maker. I seem to remember that if swallowed in small amounts it just youth and life spurted again. However, this was a one shot thing; it used only once. I chose never to us eit for it caused so much pain at the end of life.

The fight is fierce and many humans died with the handful of reborn the scientists did everything that everyone else found outlawed. However, I found the ingredients for the reborn and used them as I could only the dead were my patients. I never killed anyone despite being in the bodies of several men and the lizard as well. I knew that being reborn was no solution to anything. I tried to overcome the versatile existent where my life meant something and I was not a dead person in the disguise of the living, ‘the reborn.’ I tired the most out of the life I had even living with the reborn but it was difficult to live with the dead they constantly gain suspicion that I was pure human flesh and bone and that I bled red. It was an enduring battle that I thought I was losing because I saw the reborn all around me fight the lost cause.

I only realized the beginning of life to preserve humanity I sat alone without help I sometimes felt I was the only one fighting back. If aliens came what would we do, it is just a matter of when and how, must people did not even have firearms to use against any threat. The government because of the damage they impose outlawed blaster guns. Life is difficult despite the arrangement of having feed thralls through must cities found that it was best just to leave the general population alone. No or very few police officers about mostly volunteer, crime however reached a standstill even though crime was the main revenue for the state and city.

The economy was terrible still indebted by the conservatives the battles that take over and control lay at each dictator’s feet. Life was short the average life cycle of human existence held at thirty years of age. I often did not know where all that would lead me but here is the story I wrote over the years of being alive as I only could with in new bodies even a few as reborn or even android. I am the undead and I made restrictions to the living by keeping the old concept hidden away. The reborn begin to flourish. They are so many that humans at like cattle slaughtered. The reborn never ate of human flesh I know that they felt like that is the same flesh as their own. People had only one life and that was to make do with what they could to fight against these reborn. Some even toppled the tyrants rule, I never wanted to be the one to fight against any and the cause is martyred. My humans went in to hiding and I saw where they were and even lived there with my kin in life and good health. So life goes on we just have to think that a planet out there with people like Kosa can save us from the catastrophic events in life will end they have before.

Chapter One Renous

Renous Marcious is first born of a dying breed also closely related to Dragan Marinus the one who built his own spacecraft to fly through space at a few years before Renous. Renous held his shield high, never recognized of the royal blood that raged within him, an ancestry of the old school philosophy, now gone. Even before the thirteenth century, his family crest is above all others. Now in the present, nearly forgotten, Renous muddles in the old science, understanding the very development of life, in particular human life. He knew of the very origin of life, how to bring life into the body producing a resemblance of forgotten immorality. This is the life science from the very stars, of beings long gone. No one practiced these arts any longer; most in the past, burned at the stake for hedonistic witchcraft. Therefore, progress of humanity stagnated not moving forward, everything is backwards coming to an immediate stop. Only a cosmetic appearance showed, no real science advancement, what so ever. Renous yearned for needed recognition among his fellow men, to note him of his knowledge; he was not educated by any school, certainly not a college or university, for he never went. He learned from his father and his father learned from his and so on. It is tragic, so much loss to science and achievement, all for not having a generally excepted education. Earth, and all of the earth so lost in and on the very premise of life, the edge of existence.

I’m sorry my lord Marcious I can no longer serve you. Everyone else has left; I am the last to remain. No payment of our services attributes this. I love this serene old castle in amid these wonderful woods of our very own countryside. I’m so sorry, I wish to stay but I have unpaid dues to attend to, Laro the head royal servant said already gathered his menial belongings and here to leaves. It’s been so many years, yet I’ve received nothing from you these past three months, fare thee well!

Thanks for your faithful service all these many years Laro, I will truly miss you, Renous said, distancing himself, not wanting any attachment, the emotions of distraught, soon forgetting everything. I will continue my research and scientific discovery maybe soon I will have the one who will never leave me!

Within the deepest depths of the fantastically fortified castle, Renous returns to his labors in the laboratory of his own invention. The laboratory is the mainstream of well-calculated sophistication, so advanced and unique, such a creation of the very sense of creativity, the very works of whole science in the purest of forms. The underground workshop is a secret to the outside world developed exclusively for the study of human life. Renous understood life especially that related to humanity what contributes to this very existence. He practiced on animals to perfect his recipe on matter found to invigorate cells, cells that have died are renewed and brought back from death. No longer is age feared, nor is any disease, he found a way to overcome death and its crippled damaged state producing life from dead cell matter, even the immune system, invigorated entirely with a super natural effect. The living died and brought back, perhaps better vestiges of life than before. Only the brain tissue and response seemed to suffer. The return to life did not seem to work its wonders with the mind as well. Renous did see some good brain patterns but his hopes were to enliven the entire subject from head to toe. It is a significant draw back not to have complete brain activity return to the dead state of any retired member. However, he did successfully bring back dead animals with somewhat but not complete brain activity. It is time to try to bring back the dead, the humans who had a past life among us. Renous traveled to the morgue, the first of his visit into the city he loathed, everyone there seemed to dislike him on sight, or so he thought. He would commerce henceforth for what he sought, the dead, to bring back with him to the laboratory to conduct his scientific achievements on the human dead. Therefore, it is on sight at the green acres of humanity Renous calls upon the dead to come with him, his horse and carriage tied down await the return of the master.

Good sir may I pardon myself, the respect for the deceased is necessary. I hardly know you. What pray tell it is you want? the mortician inquired, seeing the stare Renous gave the dead man who lay silently in the coffin.

I am looking for one, a lost friend; he looked like this one here! Renous replies twisting a smile, glaring at the other living man. The likeness is phenomenal, this could truly be him!

I’m sorry at your loss, the mortician said, seeing Renous’s insane look, a little unsettled. I will leave you alone.

Renous stood staring at the dead man wanting to bring him back, an experiment waiting, one he urgently wanted to begin. Satisfied at his finding Renous leaves, only knowing of his return. That very night Renous broke into the inn of the dead. He found not only the man, but also several others. All of who he carries to his conveyance, five bodies, two female three male. His travel back is of glorious triumph as he begins entry into the laboratory bringing the dead within. Strapping them level on the flat operating tables, he begins administering the life serum, which will begin the renewal process. Life will once again rage in the otherwise dead bodies.

Each dead body had a large bottle of formula above the head. A trickle of the liquid commenced down ward into the opening at the heart and other note worthy points on the body. A nuclear generator composed the vital energy source pumping its radiate reactive power straight into the bodies. It combined with the chemical formula used to cause the stimuli for the beginning of a living rejuvenation process, starting up all the dead cells and fusing the chemicals to in act in cause providing an animation of the once dead human bodies’ systems, including the nervous system. Yet this is more numb than active, feelings are virtually no longer there, but a source of energy transfuses and the dead body cells invigorate. Within the body, there is a power source much more powerful than any energy cell known, lasting as believed an extremely long period, incalculable in measurement, perhaps is longer than a human life span could be, maybe just a few years? Renous did not know exactly how long it would be before problems occur. These bodies have become nearly indestructible.

A major amount of damage sustained with each body can dismantle the now living mutants, the bodies of the former five dead of the morgue. All that is left is the neurotransmitters, which will produce endogenous chemicals that transmit signals directly to the brain cells stimulating the brain to enact as commanded doing any task set forth. Across any area will be long wave radiation of a compound innate substance translucent and portable through telepathic means of a sole proprietor’s brain conception. In other words Renous will have control of his subjects by using his complicated brain waves to issue commands that are of a none resistive nature. He will have total control of the bodies he renews with the formula, nuclear energy, and solar instilled injunction. Solar energy from the sun when used as an alternative energy source can replace the other two former sources of energy if they fail but as a stand by source with limited potential. All is in order, Renous will rule supreme, and his subjects must completely obey him. The persons of renewed life even possess the ability to speak even though it is much simpler than the automation of language the former self-possessed. Therefore, it is with certain awe that Renous now relates to the fellows he is able to endow with brand new life.

Master I’m alive! Master look at me! the big one spoke in an empty monotone voice, eyes provocatively staring, glaring at Renous. What would master like!

To rule this world of discretion with the loudness of a thunder clap striding the many avenues as king of this world to see all in worship of my divine features! Renous replies, eager to begin his conquest. I will be God to all of humanity. First, I must subdue them. Then they will see! They will see me for the first time!

As master says so master will get! the smallest of the women said, her hair a bushy tangled mess, her face pale a shiny white, her eyes green even the iris. I will do as you say!

Good! Good! Good! You are my lovely pets! Renous shrieked froth white glistened down his thin lips and over his chin dripping to the marbled flooring of the laboratory. I will rule the world!

Oh master! Oh, you bring me forth my master! You are great! another of the new life men spoke.

The formula has awakened the dead, a substance to rejuvenate the human inner systems such as the immune systems. It’s started the bodily fluids to move again, (later it will entirely dominate the body with the fluid for better control of the body), the heart to pump, the lungs to breathe, even the bloody green eyes to see, Renous shouted, watching his new servants, seeing his creation of life. You will do for me what all others could never do, defeat humanity, put it on its knees. To beg me for life, only I will give!

This rejuvenating fluid had a somewhat gamma ray in figuration of carbon and the mixture of many different elements. With all the gases combined and a jolt of the nuclear infission, pulsating through each body by way of large tubes and cables to invigorate the body to a renewal of activity once dead.

I can regenerate tissue and bones, the very marrow within, into the rigidness of a fruitful life, I created! Even bring new flesh to grow onto stark nakedly bare bones of the long dead, Renous yells, spitting all the fumes of his hatred of humanity. I have discovered how to transplant limbs even heads, nothing will stop me from dominating the entire globe. I am God!

Seeing that the five new members of the beginning force were cooperative Renous released each, they obeyed his every command. His mind is the key of persuasion, with his kindness the scheme of taking over the world just began to develop. First, he needed more bodies, many more, to start his army, his takeover of the earth. Tomorrow he will visit his neighbors and obtain their bodies as well. He slept well this night of cloudy hemisphere with only spokes of small streaming glints of twilight. Dreaming of a satiny-throned chair in his new kingdom, one he would rule supreme. He awoke the next morning to the pleasantness of cottony-pillowed softness a top the sward of covers and bed sheets centered in the foamy mattress. He stood up, he knew his next project, invade the thrashings of his fellow humans, take them down from the comforts of their own homes. He straddled the horses onto the carriage, hiding the five newly acquired bodies inside the carriage. With the whip, he guided the horses on their way to the first victim’s house. It is a mere five minutes and they were there. Armed with a shotgun and two pistols he descended into the homestead, rapping diligently on the barred oaken door. The five he had taken of yesterday followed him, on his telepathic orders, each carrying a wooden club.

Eh what! an answer from within Charles’s his neighbor exclaimed, not overly indulgent in socialistic endeavors, seeking only to be alone, what!

Open up I’m a coming for you! shouted Renous who is pounding with his free hand. Open this damn door or I’ll smash through it.

With a heavy creak, the door sprung open revealing a short bald extremely fat old man with grizzled mustache with half-wakened eyes, drooping. Renous shot once letting it fly the buck shot opening a nasty bloody hole where the heart had pumped blood to every part of his body.

Master them! Master them! They are up the house they are up there. I hear it…they are up! One of the reborn selves spoke harshly, a spring of mumbled words, like the utterance of a drunkard.

Get them! Beat them! Use the clubs I gave you! Do not let them escape! Renous yells, angry that it is so easy to kill them, hurry you idiots! Go up after them!

Renous watched as the five raced up stairs. He heard the dull thud of clubs crushing with human flesh. Several screams came out, than silence. He waited patiently. He then realized he must tell them telepathically to return and bring the bodies of the succumbed with them. He could hear the return, the shuffle back downstairs. He watched that as they dragged the dead on down toward him, a twisted smile played his lips, finally satisfaction, at last.

Take them to the carriage, put them in the back, and make sure they are all there all eight of them, there must be eight of them, Renous hissed, angry once more at this world and all of the living. Hurry we must not be caught!

The eight bodies barely fit into the rear of the carriage, Renous told the five cahoots to follow him as he went on the return trip to the castle and the laboratory. He is eager to turn these into his new manifestation of renewed invigorated life. He went slowly allowing the slow gait of his loyal followers to gain their footing onward down the dirt-covered road. The trip is longer than expected he grew wary that someone would sight them, he is not ready to expose his scheme yet. They did return to the lair without an episode, no human eye apprehended, his movement however raw succeeded, they reached the operation room.

Lay them down on the bare tables, I’ll attend them shortly, but first I need a swallow of my finest brandy. This is a celebration! Renous infested, seeing his orders carried forth, he sped to his upstairs room, and what greatness I’ve achieved!

After several shots, he returns, seeing the bodies waiting patiently on each table to do. He administered the serum, the kick of the nuclear infission, the transport of the neurotransmitters finally, the generation of the solar energy battery. Therefore, his army began to grow with the fresh eight new bodies. Renous looked down at the bodies each had all ready attained adulthood and is ready for transcription into his new army of friends. The gunshot he patched, growing freshly, covering flesh in the place of the large opened hole. He could fix anybody; mold them into anything he desired. He needed his new army for the quest of taking over the world. He would grow large and powerful.

Master we are hungry! one of the reborn shouted.

Okay you two come with me, the rest remain, and you shall eat, Renous replied, boarding his horse and carriage.

They returned to the house of the newly found ones, obtained a well-fed bull, harnessed it and trekked back to the fortress. Renous watched as he let go of the animal, the five brutes of yesterday tore into the live bull feasting on raw flesh quenching the appetite. As Renous enters the lab, he witnesses one of the brand new bodies not responding as expected. To Renous the man looked ordinary in his baggy light blue trousers and loose covering robe with hair standing up from no rest but a anxious embodiment to finish his work.

What’s this? It’s one of the renewals, no response, only a dead space, really dead, no life at all, Renous stares a fixed glaring, probing, and the stiff outer shell of human skin now like a statue. Wait! I feel something! There is a pulse of a living nuclear engine going through maneuvers! The body is enlivening! It’s alive from the dead!

Seeing the green fluid shot eyes begin to flutter Renous observes the subject begin to awake, all suddenly, she is unable to speak for now. The reborn has a deadening stare, idly at Renous, who attentively tries to read her, searching within her thoughts of the brain waves starting to fluctuate, then steady.

That’s better my pet! Renous ejaculated very proud of his empowered work eagerly watching her stir. When all is ready I shall release you into the world, where we will conquer.

Master please hear me! Master I need you! The big ugly one cried, coming closer to Renous, grasping his robe. Water! Water! Water!" he creaked, his voice dull, his sound deadening.

Of course you fetch it! Renous yelled, giving direction to the feeble-minded group. Taking one of the reborn, he gave it the thought to distinguish where and what to do. The bucket someone grab it! Get the bucket! You fool! Do as I say! Renous screamed as he sent the signal telepathically, authority reaching his conceited mind.

After hours of shouting and observation, Renous resorted to remove the binding that held the next eight of his victims physically liberating them. He saw the other five sucking at the wavy surface of the water pail lapping in mouthfuls.

I need more, thirteen isn’t enough, I need millions to accomplish my strategic plan of conquest and complete obliteration. Renous announced, they all just watched, waiting for the next command. Tomorrow we hit the smith’s. They have a number of people I can use them. I need only the adults who can muster arms for me to embellish the means of take over. It’s all mine! Renous stood up and shouted a coarse line: I___rule___the world!

As night approached, Renous had the women prepare his meal, festering on its details to assure the completion. He for the meanwhile holstered his ambition, but just the same kept immediately ready, just in case. This will be a corybantic battle ensuing all of humanity, there will be many participants all readily available. It is just a bit of time before he Renous will make them all bow to his infinite power. He slept like a rock with sentries that needed no rest; he worried seldomly, knowing that he can reach invincibility. No one is going to stop him. He still slept with a latched door, allowing no one entry, he felt safe now. The morning came with light penetrating the drapery with rays of yellowish orange enlightening his face. Renous ate his meal a steak and two eggs prepared by his female subjects who obeyed his advance, unable to withstand his mental telepathic control over their minds and bodies. After arming each of the thirteen bestial ogres with a shotgun and ample ammunition, he led them. With four in the back of the carriage and the others striding a breast of the horse they proceeding with his wryly plans of eradication.

The Smith’s were a family of over fifty members. His must be a carefully laden plan to have any success. They would attack one house at a time. There were a dozen houses total for them to acclimate. Renous is careful not to arouse any suspicion, it is all stealthily. Arriving at the first house, presenting itself, Renous remained on his bench, still seated on the cushiony chair. He watched his clan begin the assault. There will be a loud commotion for there is no way to muffle the report of a shotgun, especially not many of them.

Watch them, take them, and attack in unison, he commanded eager to be done with it; he had such an enormous plan, oh yes.

The shots echoed in the valley across the ridge of farther mountains, they were heard nearly everywhere. Renous had an alarm go up, one of his creations encountered an aggressive, resistance. One Smith had her own shotgun she apparently slept with. Recorded as such the incident becomes valid.

What the hell! You cannot be still alive! I shot you square in the chest, where green juices slid down; I can look right through you! The old woman voiced, reloading astonished that the man she shot got back up, and his shotgun thrown a side and picked up again, no! She cried shot by the same man she nailed earlier.

Master the one’s you wanted are ready, one of Renous’s own brought forward, already carrying the dead old woman’s stiff body back.

Put them in the wagon! Hurry do not let the others know! This is a total surprise! Renous exalted, still seated on his couch. Come on before they get here!

The five new bodies stashed, into the rear of the carriage in neat rows taken farther down road. With renewed confidence, Renous faced the other houses and made his approach, softly, carefully. He whipped the appaloosa mare between a small hill and the main meadow valley crested approximately near the center of the dozen homesteads. Watching closely he commanded the troop of thirteen shotgun warriors as they descended toward the next house just to the north of the already occupied home. They entered the house at all directions falling in on the occupants dwelt within the extremities per instructions from Renous. As Renous observed he saw his new conquest unfold in front of him. Several of the ones he brought over smashed through windows forging at the sought after. In moments, he heard the echoes of blasting explosive pellet rounds. When in minutes he saw the dead being carried over, nearly a dozen bodies lay bleeding on the wooden flooring of the carriage, some on top of others. He grew anxious and excited, never before did he experience such trills. Having filled the coach he ties off the horse onto a fence post. Walking in the rear of his death posse Renous exploits his position favoring the concept of his kill. With shotgun raised, he enters the third house.

Go upstairs they are most likely there! he brazenly orders several of his squad to the above retainer. Hurry you dolts! He stands at the stairwell glaring upwards.

Yes master! one fellow returns as he lunges into the upstairs bedrooms, shot gun in both clenched fists.

In moments with explosions heard and the thuds of falling bodies, and the dragging of heavy burdens, taken to the carriage driven by Renous who waits for his reborn to appear so he can take the dead by carriage away to the fortress in the woods several miles to the west.

What just two cannot be! Renous exclaims, having the others search thoroughly, even the closets up turned. Put them beside the carriage, head for the next house. We must not alert the others.

They attacked houses four through eight even impaling one member of the Smith family. With all for now killed only four houses remained, for the moment they held the position almost to the very rear of the valley. Renous stood atop a house his new electronic hide ruling viewer extended into the valley examining the remaining houses. In the turmoil, a George Smith who recently went into town came upon the dead of his relatives; exclusively his father and mother both in a pool of their own blood. He ran quickly reaching his older brother’s home in the neck of time.

Joe! Ma, pa, are dead, someone killed them. I can feel their presence in the valley. They are still there. What the hell can we do? George exalted, startled, nearly paralyzed with terror, Joe! What the hell...!

Here little brother have this! Joe yells, tossing his .45 caliber pistol into his brother’s hands, grasping his own shotgun, which hung on the wall already, loaded. Let’s get them! Joe led the way toward their parent’s house just to the west of the meadow.

They try to retaliate but the oncoming force already saw them with Renous doing recon in the fields beyond and telling his side where they were. Joe is the first to make it crossing in from the field of wheat, his brother just two paces to the posterior of him. He comes across the first opponent, firing both muzzles into the brute.

I got that bastard! Joe exclaims continuing forward. What the hell…he’s getting up!"

With two gaping holes in his chest, the fallen one gets straight up still clutching his rifle.

Holy shit they are everywhere! George ejaculates, pumping several rounds into those coming toward him. No! No! No! George screams as the assailants drop his brother with two shots directly to the head.

George is next as the craven leap toward him hitting his abdomen with several clean impressions of explosive pellets. With the two brothers out of action, Renous orders his forces toward the next objective, two adjacent houses.

I know those are kids! They must be brought down, no witnesses! Renous yells in answer to several questioning thoughts, still atop the central house scanning everything, on its, roofed three stories. Hurry it is almost finished. I’ll have all of them!

Yes master! They all voiced marching into the next home.

With little resistance the most they receive in return is one of them got a butcher knife in the heart just after he had a double play finishing a couple, both husband and wife in one round.

Damn it! Go down! The young fourteen-year-old boy exclaimed, feeling the knife go hilt deep into the man’s chest piercing the heart, he feels the blood run out green over his trembling hands. No! No! No! he screams that as the one he thought would die turns and fires the other muzzle straight center mast of the youth’s chest.

That’s it! Great! Renous yells with joy, seeing both houses over run with his killers. Yeah at last it’s done! he hollers pointing his binoculars toward the last two houses, searching for more, spotting several through a clear window, get them!

Renous observed his dastardly pusillanimous throng begin to penetrate the final two homes, all guns blazing they stalked human beings. Suddenly Renous heard an assault rifle jump into action. Still watching from his vantage point the scene has one of which the first five of his cohort fell to the earth streaming green blood upon the dry now moist ground, Renous drew his hunting rifle, it gleamed sending scintillations of the sun’s rays in every direction. Yet he is unheeded. Quickly he scoped in on the disobedient individual, firing a single shot to the forehead exposing the brain, leaving a small incursion into the head. The body dropped in the center of a small vegetable garden to the side of the last home, small trickles of blood spread in every direction. The plants gulped each drop and they drank the liquid food.

Search every spot for any one left! Don’t leave anything unturned! Renous exploded wanting total domination of the entire valley. Hurry we must finish before any note our excursion, said Renous a foamy white fume flowing down his cursing lips screaming farther off the peak of his lower chin, droplets formed at the position he stood, still atop the centered roof amid the valley of the Smith’s.

Master what to do? Screeched a vermin of a former life, standing atop the blood streaked floors of the twelfth home. No room! Carriage is full! He stood staring up at Renous who did not move.

Latch them to the sides! We brought rope, use it! Renous screamed insanely gesticulating, boney fingers pointing every direction. Put them on the roof of the carriage. Strap them down!

The fifty-three bodies were crammed onto the carriage. Blood dripped onto the thirsty ground forming red puddles beneath the coach now straining to carry the massive load, even the wheels buckled a bit under the stress. Renous sat at the lead comfortable on his satin couch. Slowly he headed back to the castle, his lair, where he is the king. The trip took nearly a full hour, but finally they approached the walls of the den. Automatically the gates flung open allowing the bleeding torsos, and Renous’s craven to enter within. Creeping into the elevator the carriage went, soon below, in the laboratory they went.

Unfasten them, quickly! I have only little time! He screamed, eyes red, voice husky, hair a mop, face faintly pallid, shabby clothes dirty muddied incrusted slippers sodden with blood and other liquids, hands feeble trembling with anxious embodiment. The first twelve come on! Place the first twelve on the tables! I must complete my work! He announces clapping both hands in front, stomping his right foot, relishing his conquering equity.

Renous had prepared the culture of human body tissue to transfuse into the damaged positions of the human body taken from Smith Valley. He even had brain matter available in the untimely possibility one of the new recruits lost a head or most of it any way. The tubes of rendering serum or rejuvenating fluid, and nuclear infission focused on the still bodies underneath. Already Renous had the neurotransmitters in all the skulls of the reborn, positioned between the eye and the skull and beneath the forehead with eight clamping legs that attach to the skull. The new tissue Renous administered began its growth, phenomenally, infusing itself, quickly, succumbing the misshapen massive holes which intruded each of the bodies Renous now possessed to do with as he wished. Even the exposed brains that came blasted apart now patched with new brain matter and hardened tissue reinforced with synthetic liquid expanding metal. It would be days for the completion of the terribly damaged heads to mold completely the others took less time.

Magnificent! Renous exalted relishing his scientific experiments, watching as each is forming to his crafty hands. At last they are complete!

Renous fastened each body according to the need portrayed. After each is finished, he had them placed neatly upon the ground a blanket underneath. The bodies healed with the help of a growth enhancer, which administered with the serum, the rejuvenating fluid. This liquid substance reawakes the human inner systems effectively. Renous saw his entire creation listen to his voice command. In time, he had sixty-six working bodies, which obeyed him perfectly. He is ready for his next raid. Seeing all is ready, he rallied them within the castle one large group. He only realized that he needed more weapons, only eight shotguns and thirteen pistols taken from the Smith’s home grounds. Renous is dissatisfied with the final countdown. He needed an arsenal of weaponry. Not only guns and ammunition, he needed planes, tanks, overall vehicles and equipment. His expansion thoughts brought feelings of expectation and a desire to make himself the supreme sovereign over all the earth. In addition, who knows perhaps the universe? Facing his challenge to rule he looks at his resources and found he is extremely short handed.

I need more helpers for the cause! Renous spoke, raspy, deep toned yet articulate for even the lamest brained individual. Let us go to the cemetery I know bodies are laid there! With that, he rode the carriage on into town. The idea is to increase in numbers. Since inner breeding is no longer possible, nor feasible, due to sterilization. Renous had not slept the entire week it took to revive the dead bodies.

Therefore, the horde descended into the crevice of the burial grounds going due north of the city of Farefax, which happened to have just three hundred and thirty three persons living in its centrally located domicile. The house of dead loomed outwardly across a barren hilltop.

Renous glared at his obstacle leery of the next coming events. He brought the shovels he could obtain from his site as well from the Smiths. A full forty-two in number the spades, picks, and shovels shined brightly in the early morning sunlight. Over the course of several centuries, the area number of deceased ones laid in the cemetery amounts to a number of nine hundred ninety eight.

This one right here exonerate get him up! Quickly make haste! Dig you bums! Renous shouted, gnarling at the small lump in the ground, someone had recently buried this fellow. After this you eat! So dig! Dig!" Renous proclaimed having staked several of the Smith’s taken animals, now secure within the castle he had made certain of that, taking them with him as he had carried the dead, all of the Smith’s back to the laboratory.

Master we have…! one of the older, reborn spoke desperately uncovering the wooden coffin from beneath the earth, fingers scrapping, reveals the hefty box.

I see! I see! Renous gnawed sharply, eager to observe the dead within, handing over the crowbar to the spoken one. Open! Come on! Open! He peered down; eyes wide, mouth open, breathing hard.

The coffin pried open, the pungent smell hit Renous’s sensitive nostrils and he reeled backward into the arms of a very recent reawakened former Smith clan member.

Master! it shouted, holding him like a newborn babe.

Enough! Let me go! he shrieked, scrambling for his feet. Take him out; put him in back of the carriage, he watched as they carefully carried out his ignominious plan.

For a while, he studied each tombstone noting who lay where and the extent of time elapsed. He would only point and they would begin each excavation. Nine dozen-funeral boxes lay open each body delicately placed into the waiting carriage. Again, they began strapping dead bodies, even whole skeletons onto the horse driven coach. Fully loaded Renous began the trek back to the castle and its fully equipped laboratory. He made sure each burial site, carefully dug, and all the ground implemented to show the way it looked before, he surely did not want anyone discovering his attempt to gain more soldiers for his band. The caskets he simply had replanted back into the earth as they found them, it looked natural even without the bodies. As all is finished, most of it looked untouched. How intricately he laid his work out that every last blade of grass is placed in its former spot without much disruption to the grounds there in a cemetery for the sleeping laid to rest bodies of the beloved of the exterior city, a giant tarp cast over the top of the carriage. In essence, they hid the whole scene from prying eyes of the stealthy ones who prowl any township, especially this one of three hundred and thirty three citizens. No one is going to ruin Renous’s carefully laden plans.

Let us return, you all shall be fed, Renous implied, speaking to the reborn, taking a little used road, rough and only of dirt, it wound about but gave a direct method to arrive at the castle entirely unseen, which he is more than happy to do. I’m hungry also I might have a fresh steak, all shall eat well this night we have done quite well. Renous uttered, licking his dry chapped lips in anticipation of the feast. That lay just ahead.

The trip took just a while longer since the heavily laden wagon carried over a hundred freshly harvested bodies, twice the last number, it is amazing the wagon could manage it, but then again the bodies weigh about the same since they half decomposed. On arriving, he had them take and lay each body delicately upon the ground; the first dozen already lay on the operating tables and without a word from Renous, telepathically done, tubes extended and placed in proper position. Renous supervised every intricate detail even down to covering each body from exposure so that the tissues and organs could heal properly.

Now the feast will begin! Since I ate very little the last few days of this productive week, I will slice my piece first, that lamb cut from my very own hands, Renous said striking the young mutton he surgically butchered, what a tender slice! he grilled his, eating the soft fillet.

He releases several animals of variety to quench the thirst and hunger of his acquired group of late persons. The banquet of raw flesh continued until each is well fed and taken care of, He so desired to keep them happy, thus he could use them with his own purpose in mind, after all one must eat and drink, sleep they needed not. They all listened to him as puppies listen to a master who took careful handling to an equal measure. It is rest for him in mind when he finally did retire to a full twelve hours. Remember he slept only eyewinks the entire week through.

You five look like leaders. I shall mark you in recognition, a red sash about the right bicep will do, Renous cited, fastening the cloth on each, yawning profusely, stepping aside, and giving lasting orders, knowing none of them needed any rest due to the miniature nuclear reactor fastened on their backs. He is ushered into his bedding chambers; at last! he laid an endeavoring impression and slumped into his feathery pillow, soon dreamy. The very scheme of conquests in his mind, over ruling all of earth, and of course the universe in due time all in his visions the sights of his fanaticism.

Renous is a master deluxe gardener of free embodiment into humanity---live again bodies. The reborn are numb of feelings and emotions but fully controllable and imminently unstoppable. He will return to the burial grounds, eight times, retrieving his buried treasure. However, he first wants to witness the growth again of bodily tissues, tendons, blood vessels, and the reintroduction of the cerebral brain and its component workings. Having rested with ample reinvigoration, Renous felt nearly born again, stifling toward his condemnable works of scientific resonance. Nine hundred ninety eight specimens are lying on all the grounds as well as above one of the floors adjacent to the immediate laboratory. Renous had many in various forms of decomposition, which he himself caused an enormous change over reversing the effects of death and the destruction of all the living systems in a human body. Every room is nearly full of his experiments with more use of the rejuvenating fluid and the nuclear fission than ever before.

They yet sleep! Renous instates, proclaiming the dead to be stagnate, not fully dead but in rest as asleep.

Master there is three new soldiers up! the red sash member announced, making a note of progress.

Good put the others in their place, Renous instructed writing in his diary, taking scientific notes of the sessions, (An electronic book of endless computations). By the end of next month all this will be finished, my walk with greatness, my kingdom come. Renous gibbered on incessantly, for hours he made more summations recording every detail to its very finest point.

After weeks of healing the new bodies, soldiers, were ready. The brand new flesh, most importantly the skin, looked fresh, youthful, and firm. They truly were born again. These soldiers looked like twenty year olds so the very skin of them appeared as well as the inner complexity.

Astronomical! Renous breathed; even he could not believe his eyes, astonished at his significant completion of bringing back the dead, an advanced appeal into the masterpiece of human sculpturing. They are what they are; even their own kin will not recognize the wrought of molding this fresh distinction of human flesh and bones. Renous happy sung a tune one he made up, Alive! They all dance with new bodies! Alive!

Renous sent carefully planned expeditions into the hills in search of fresh meat, usually cattle, but, dogs, cats, would be just as well. In the exploration through the land, Renous’s monsters stumbled upon a military cache hidden inside a post of perhaps three hundred marines; a secret place the government did not want known. Happy as a newborn kitten with its suckling he pounced on the treasure trove. With whatever Renous could find on the castle grounds, he made weapons for his new life in beings. Sharpened pieces of metal even wooden planks he trusts into each hand. In the middle of a night, he encroached on the marines’ camp. They easily took the guards, the others asleep knew it not but they will die and become a force that even humanity will have great difficulty to comprehend. At his disposal, Renous had several tanks, over a dozen jets, three dozen attack helicopters, vehicles used for military personnel, and equipment, machine guns and many explosives including ammunition. The bodies of all the marines he quickly fastened onto rejuvenation and fission tubes incorporated to instill a lasting existence among all living things. The brains shrunk and control emulated but they still knew how to pilot or drive the military vehicle and use the ballistics.

Ready the blue Hurst Lincoln limousine I wish to go to town. Renous expressed an eagerness to reconnoiter the township of over three hundred living people. We shall go to town! Renous accompanied by an armed guard and several adjoining escort vehicles with armed personnel as well, entered the town in the last part of the third hour of the afternoon.

Master we are in downtown, one of the death squad reported, guiding the small convoy.

So we are! Renous appealed, greatly relieved to see so few on duty, police officers. This is going to be a cake walk! Renous showed extreme jubilation even jumping up with exclamation.

They drove about with Renous thoroughly examining every aspect of the town and its defenses. Soon they were cradling the countryside on the return trip homeward. Renous waited for the convergence of the military personnel. He even will make it so they wear their original battle dress uniforms and