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[INDENT][INDENT]In a town like Marville, one walking corpse would be enough to cause panic. But, when its entire graveyard started to rise, the entire town quickly descended into a state that can only be described as complete pandemonium. While Thor was in the midst of battle with the Gentleman Ghost and the Shadow Thief, it was Marville’s Sheriff’s department who were coming to the rescue of the town’s citizens. 

Gunfire echoed down Marville’s main street as the abandoned vehicles littered about it provided an ample impromptu barricade for Marville’s finest as they laid down cover fire for other deputies who were rescuing those trapped by the zombie horde and ghostly chorus that now flooded the town’s streets and storefronts. 

[color=#c0c0c0]“I don’t want to find out what happens if one of those undead bitches bites someone, so make it sure it don’t happen!”[/color] Sheriff Lamb yelled over the din of gunfire as Barbara ducked behind their makeshift barricade, reloading her weapon.

The town hall was the largest building within a five block radius and by Sheriff Lamb’s estimate, a far more strategic point to defend compared to being caught out in the open as they currently were. Their goal was to get as many people barricaded inside and then make a stand while they waited for back up. Whether it be another county’s Sheriff’s department, Thor or one of his super friends. 

Gunshot after gunshot continued to ring out as the deputies took down zombie after zombie while retreating towards town hall. Ducking as a ghost flew overhead, Barbara cocked her shotgun, taking aim only to hesitate before pulling the trigger. The zombie continued to lumber towards her, the skin on its face not near as decayed as some of the others she had put down. A bright blue eye swiveled around in its socket as a mass of grey hair clung to the side of its face. But even with all that, Barbara recognized the undead man as Lamb’s predecessor, Sheriff Mars, who had passed away a month ago. 

[color=#c0c0c0]“Norris!”[/color] Barbara shook her head at the sound of her name, realizing how close she had allowed the zombie to get as she frantically pulled the trigger. She nearly vomited as its head exploded, splashing her with a dark, thick, sickly ooze. Regaining her composure, Barbara fired again, and again, all the while damning the man who had caused the town’s dead to reject their rest. 

[color=#c0c0c0]“I need deputies to secure the rear!”[/color] Lamb’s voice rang out as Barbara’s radio crackled to life. Reaching to her vest to respond, Barbara pressed her cheek against the button, returning her hand to her weapon as quickly stepped backwards, firing at a rushing zombie. 

[color=#4682b4]“I can take point on that Sheriff.”[/color] She responded, swinging the butt of her weapon into another undead skull before spinning around and firing again as a zombie came up behind her..

[color=#c0c0c0]“‘Preciate that Norris!”[/color] The Sheriff replied as Barbara began to change her position, skirting the outside of town hall, emerging into the rear parking lot as she was quickly flanked by several other deputies. Taking a brief moment to reload, Barbara raised her weapon in time to open fire again.

[color=#4682b4]“Come on you bastards!”[/color] She screamed. [color=#4682b4]“Come get some!”[/color] The horde advanced faster as Barbara fired her last round. Dropping the shotgun as she drew her sidearm, quickly emptying the clip as her eyes widened in horror as the weapon failed to fire. Beside her another deputy fell into the same trap, scrambling to their vest for another clip only for a zombie to tackle them from the side. Screams filled the parking lot as officer after officer ran out of ammo and were set upon by the zombies. 

Rolling out of the way, Barbara picked her shotgun up again, brandishing the empty weapon as a baton as she cracked the nearest zombie’s skull open before flattening it with another blow as she raised the weapon about her head with both hands before bringing it down hard. Nearby screams caught her attention as she turned to see an officer with a zombie desperately trying to crack open his skull. Springing into action, Barbara ran forward, tackling the zombie off of the other officer. The creature squealed and struggled as Barbara slammed the butt of the gun down on its skull repeatedly until finally, it ceased to move.

Signing in momentary relief, Barbara stood again as she pillaged some ammunition off of a fallen officer, turning around to extend a hand to the deputy she had just saved. He gratefully accepted her hand as he began to stand. Suddenly his eyes widened as he fell backwards, Barbara spun around at the last second to duck as a ghost dove towards the pair. 

As the deputy opened his mouth to scream again, the ghost entered into his body, its ethereal essence disappearing as the ghoul took possession of deputy’s body. Barbara watched in horror as he suddenly floated to his feet, his head turning directly around to look behind him as his eyes made contact with hers before he snapping his own neck, the sound of the bone breaking echoed across the parking lot. 

Cocking her shotgun again, Barbara spit blood from her mouth on the ground as she addressed the possessed body.

[color=#4682b4]“Well let’s go then,”[/color] She yelled, firing a round into the body’s chest.  [color=#4682b4]“I ain’t afraid of no ghost.”[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT]   
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[INDENT][INDENT]Decaying flesh and bones cracked and split under the force of Thor’s fists as he fought back each member of the walking dead. The hungry horde had fallen upon the town faster than Thor could react and he was now faced with an overwhelming amount of foes. Storefronts were trashed as doors were broken open and windows smashed as the undead struggled and fought to get at those inside. Moving as fast as his mighty legs would carry him, Thor rushed from foe to foe, felling each with a single blow as he crushed their skulls between his powerful hands.

Static electricity hung heavily in the air as lightning blast after lightning blast assaulted the ethereal hosts swarming the skies above the small midwestern town. Their wails and cries creating a haunting, melancholy melody that echoed through the air. James Craddock, the Gentleman Ghost, cackled with delight as he watched the chaos swallow the town while Thor was too distracted to take notice of his attack. From within the tattered, billowing coat, he produced an antique flintlock pistol. Drawing back the hammer, Craddock took aim at Thor, pulling the trigger as a spectral bullet was let loose, piercing Thor’s shoulder as he cried out in pain, his head turning in time for him to avoid a second shot as Craddock swapped the first pistol for a second taking fire again.

Moving to attack, Thor found himself restrained as black tendrils wrapped themselves around his wrists, moving up his arms as his head spun to find the source of the attack. The woman, who had appeared alongside the Gentleman Ghost, was manipulating the shadows, creating a tangible threat out of the absence of light. Pain erupted in his abdomen as Craddock landed another shot, the tendrils wrapping their way around Thor’s neck as he continued to struggle. 

[b][color=#faebd7]“Not so terrible now are you, lad?” [/color][/b]Craddock cackled, as he drew closer, smashing his cane against Thor’s skull as the Shadow Thief tightened her tendrils further around his neck. 

[b][color=#faebd7]“The chromedome said the price of freedom was your head on a platter as silver as his alien visage.”[/color][/b] Craddock continued. [b][color=#faebd7]“I just didn’t think it would be so easy.”[/color][/b] He chortled victoriously as Thor snarled towards him.

[b][color=#daa520]“Then why-”[/color][/b] Thor managed to say, [b][color=#daa520]“Did it take two of you?”[/color][/b] 

The upturned corners of Craddock suddenly went flat as he moved to strike Thor again only to be thrown backwards as a bolt of lightning struck him square on. Wrapping his hands around the tendrils, Thor managed to take ahold of them as he spun around, dragging the Shadow Thief along with him as he struggled in vain to break her hold. 

Suddenly she screamed as a sword sliced through the shadows, breaking her hold on Thor as a large man pulled the blade back, spinning around as he found himself back to back with Thor, Craddock on one side of the pair, while the Shadow Thief regained her stance, standing on the opposite side of the pair.

[b][color=#ff4500]“Why am I always having to save your ass?”[/color][/b][/INDENT][/INDENT]