[color=red]Sorcha
It's Midnight

Malik charged the zombies, blood and flesh flying through the air. Why on earth would someone send zombies after the son of the Prince of Darkness? (No, not Jack Osborne...)

Unless...

"Malik, it's a trap!" I yelled, rushing into the fray myself. Then... I hadn't felt the sensation in years. Blood-red and black wings tore themselves from my back; I screamed as I was drenched in blood. It had never been like this... never been painful, or bloody. Never unbidden. I fell to my knees, breathing heavily, tears pooling in my eyes. I felt movement at my back; someone jumped... no, flew over me, taking out a few zombies that hadn't been noticed yet. I looked up, clearing my eyes, to see Zarahlinda literally glowing with power, her eyes an electric blue, face twisted with such battle-rage that it was nearly unrecognisable. I spread my wings, wincing at the pain, and lifted myself from the ground. I called to the powers of fire and air, and a sword appeared in my hand, glowing white and red despite the lack of moonlight. I looked up, and suddenly realized that the moon had dissapeared behind storm clouds... great, dark storm clouds.

Marduk...?

There was no answer, but I felt that magick and knew it. Wherever he was, whatever he was doing... he knew that we needed help. I sent him my thanks; every little bit was going to help.

Malik was kicking serious ass, but the zombies just kept coming. This is more than just mortal magick... I thought. I struggled to get closer to Malik, but the zombies were closing in on all of us. I shot up into the air, and took a deep breath.

"Malik!" I shouted, giving him as much warning as possible. He ducked, and I sent the surrounding zombie's heads rolling. He took his que, and black wings sprouted from his back as he lept into the air. Zarahlinda hissed one last time before rising to join us.

"This... this isn't right. There's a trap here. The zombies are just an agent, they aren't the evil. We need to get out of here, and fast..." I panted, glaring at the undead below us.

Malik nodded. "Follow me, I think it's time to return to our old stomping grounds..."