Distant DayZ: The Awakening of the Undead

~ Distant DayZ: The Awakening of the Undead ~
Presented to you by your lovely GM's, B l u E s, Andy, firejay1, and Vaila

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Synopsis: In the Magical and Mysterious world of Fantasia, it was a day like any other. Or at least, it was supposed to be. Good would triumph over evil and Heroes would defeat their rivals to win the hearts of the fairest maidens in the land. But the most ambitious and power hungry of the greatest and darkest villains used powers beyond their control as they sought out revenge. They unleashed a terrible spell across the land: where the undead rose from their resting places and the god of the underworld was cast out of his domain. Only one thing is known for certain in this, the darkest of times, and that is that nothing good can follow.

Not everyone gets a happy ending after all.

After continuous defeats and failures, the forces of Evil have aligned themselves, and are prepared to finally take revenge on those who triumphed in their tales. They call themselves the NAZAR Corporation, and have found a way to strip away those accursed happy endings. Fooling the people into thinking that the corporation was made to save them from the zombies, NAZAR has commandeered all the resources in Fantasia, making their own rules, keeping safehouses on their own terms, and living in luxury while subjecting everyone else to poverty. While the masses suffer under the dictatorship of those claiming to protect them, everyone wonders the same thing: where are the heroes? Little do they know that the heroes have been ripped from their homelands, banished to a magicless corner of Fantasia, with no memory of who they are, and what a Happy Ending means. Their memories erased, and Zombies controlled by a greater Evil, our heroes have reached the darkest of depths..

Will the once victorious heroes rise once more and defeat NAZAR?
Or will they fall under black magic?

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In the beginning, there were only gods, residing in a darkness that stretched on for an eternity. The darkness was cruel and cold, so together the gods decided to create something else, to bring balance to the universe. Life. Thus, the realm of Fantasia was born. Only, each God had a different idea of what the world should look like, so dozens of kingdoms were created. Some were on different planets, some in different dimensions even, but each of them unique. These kingdoms were split into four main dimensions, which could only be crossed through magical means. They go as follows: Enchancia, Neverland, Wonderland, Terra, & Olympia.

Welcome, to Fantasia.
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ENCHANCIA
Misthaven is the largest planet in Enchancia, and is home to thousands of different kinds of places, religions, customs, and people. Most of all, it is the home of all things magical. Most famous for the Enchanted Forest, which incidentally covers most of the planet, it looks much like earth from space, covered in great expanses of blue and green, despite its diverse climates. The world of Misthaven can be separated into a large number of different kingdoms, each with individual rulers who, for the most part, are entirely peaceful with one another: Agrabah, Arendelle, Atlantica, Auradon, The Enchanted Forest, The Isle of Lost, & Maldonia.

Each kingdom is different from the others in a wide variety of ways with their own specialties, and more importantly.... MAGIC! It exists in metaphorical overflowing buckets. It is the only place that embraces both science and magic, though it is still rare to find them in the same place at the same time. Most planets are dominated by one or the other, science or magic, and though it could be said that Misthaven chose magic, it never did completely abandon science.
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Agrabah is a kingdom filled with culture. Located in one of the hottest parts of Misthaven, Agrabah is surrounded by a desert, and the blistering sun shines down relentlessly wherever you go. At its heart is a vibrant city which houses a large marble palace designed to be seen from everywhere in the kingdom. The palace is beautiful, but it could be argued that it is not the most worth seeing in Agrabah. A tall wall of gleaming sandstone surrounds the inner city, its houses made of simple, yellowish-orange stone. Still, far from being plain, vibrant colours are splashed everywhere, from carpets to exotic fruits, and how better to enjoy this city so full of life than to peruse its Bazaar - the largest street market in all of Misthaven.

However, like any kingdom, it does have its poorer parts as well. Starvation and pick-pocketing run rampant outside of the inner wall, where most of the common people live, and although their homes are made of the same material as those within the wall, many of them are small and crumbling, lacking the vitality that seems to characterize the inner city.

The palace is the home of Sultan Hamed II of Agrabah, and it stands twenty times taller than any other building in Agrabah. It is also the only building made out of marble instead of sandstone, making it shine in the sunlight. It resembles the Taj Mahal, and has been ruled in for dozens of generations. Despite its knack for attracting an unfortunate combination of troublemakers and magical items, Agrabah is one of the longest standing kingdoms in all of Fantasia.

Arendelle is one of the most profitable islands on Misthaven. It is a crescent shaped island, surrounded by water and widely known for its trade with other kingdoms. Sitting nearer to the north of the planet, its winters are often longer and colder than the other kingdoms, and during those times all places, from the forests to the mountains, are covered in ice and snow. Yet, when summer comes the entire kingdom is bustling with wildlife and stubborn green plants. The island itself is covered in all kinds of hills and mountains, making it difficult to turn into farmland, so they rely heavily on a strong lumber and ice industry. Their vast lumber resources combined with the large quantity of water surrounding them has allowed them to have vast fleet of ships, both to defend themselves and provide a means for trade. Their largest city sits right by the water and is currently the home to Queen Elsa of Arendelle and her younger sister Anna.

Atlantica is one of the more unusual kingdoms in Misthaven, as it is completely submerged underwater and is populated solely by merpeople and other aquatic lifeforms. It is ruled over by King Triton, the son of Poseidon, and encompasses almost half of the ocean on the planet. It is the largest kingdom in Misthaven, though that should not come as much of a surprise, considering the merfolk are the only ones who can breathe underwater. The city in the center of Atlantica is a twisting tower that looks like it was grown out of the earth with paths and buildings, surrounded by vivid coral and other plants. It is always teeming with life. All kinds of fish and amphibious creatures live under King Triton's rule, and the only real trouble they often find themselves in is when fishing boats come through their kingdom.

Auradon is one of the kingdoms inside the Enchanted Forest. It is ruled over by Prince Adam (The Beast) although many do not consider it to be a legitimate kingdom as the Forest has many such small domains each with their own castle and land. Like the others, Auradon is surrounded only by a few villages that often get plundered by thieves and ogres. These villages are all farming villages with no more than one hundred people in each. However, Auradon is the official center of the Forest and ever so slowly has been gathering importance as communication between the other Kingdoms begin about banding together.

The Enchanted Forest is a kingdom without a master. It is wild and uncontrollable, and with good reason. The Enchanted Forest is the largest magical area in the realm, but it is also where it is easiest for dark magic to get a foothold. This place is filled with hidden houses and secret passageways that wind through the trees. There are rivers, streams, waterfalls, and even a couple of enchanted cottages made of candy, and towers without doors. The whole place is filled with centaurs, deer, unicorns, wild boar, and an assortment of other animals magical or otherwise. Flowers and bushes grow unkempt, giving the whole place a mystical, wild feel to it.

The Isle of Lost is a prison for villains. It is a lone island in the middle of the ocean that suppresses magical powers using science. No one except the creator knows exactly quite how it works, and the creator’s identity itself is unknown. It is covered in a glorious white sand beach, and the buildings are all made out of a strong and sturdy stone, but this is no paradise. Thousands of miles away from any other kind of land, it is impossible to survive an escape attempt and that is exactly why it is the perfect prison. Or at least it was. Until, after a breach of protocol, the location of the island was no longer lost and thousands of villains were set free.

On the island itself there are four lighthouses that all run almost twenty-four hours a day to try and shine through the fog which settles every morning and evening. Whispers say that it is home to some of the most brilliant criminals that ever existed, but no one is sure exactly how many inmates there are because no one ever comes there and finds their way out again.

Maldonia is a city built over a river. The city itself was originally two rival villages who came together under one banner during a rough winter when they feared they would all perish. Since then, their pointed arched bridges have been a symbol for their kingdom about coming together to fight through difficult times. The buildings are traditionally white due to the hotter climate, but aside from the obvious man-made things in the kingdom, the land itself is very flat and rocky. A little further out from the city is the perfect farmland, which was put to good use to feed not only their kingdom but others as well by trading for things they cannot produce themselves. This kingdom is the hometown of Prince Naveen, and is currently ruled by his mother and father.

Monstropolis is another planet in Enchancia. Unlike the other planets, there are no humans on this planet, only monsters. It is a planet much like Earth, in that there are both rural and urban areas as well as governments and economies, businesses and family groups. Only with monsters instead of people. It is also important to note that this is one of the planets to embrace science rather than magic. The city is powered through the laughter of human children that they collect from the Terra dimension by travelling through doors. The capital city looks very similar to parts of New York, with busy streets and tall narrow buildings the cast long shadows onto the cars below.

Treasure Planet is a mechanical planet created, not by the gods, but by the notorious Pirate Flint, who built it not only to house the loot of a thousand worlds, but also to hold his greatest invention – a door that can take you anywhere you desire, as long as you press the right button. Although it can be considered as just one of many mechanical planets scattered through the cosmos of Enchancia, Treasure Planet rarely comes physically close to any other planet. From a distance it appears to almost glow with a moon-like texture although the surface is almost entirely covered in a thick wild jungle. It has two rings circling it in a crossing pattern that both glow green, giving the planet below a mystic glow no matter the time of day or place. While this is pretty, it is not terribly useful, and as they are the planet's only consistent light source, much of the planet is constantly shrouded in darkness. It was said to have been destroyed when the famous Jim Hawkins & his pirate ''friends'' found and tried to get the treasure from the center of the planet, but there are rumors around Enchancia that it is being rebuilt by creatures unknown and will soon hold a treasure even greater than before.


NEVERLAND
Neverland is the ageless world. It is also known as the land of the fairies, as the only way you can get there is by pixie dust. It is a vibrant island filled with adventure, pirates, Indians, fairies, mermaids... and a tribe of lost boys. In the center of the island is a tall mountain that towers way above the clouds, and the entire island is covered in forest. To the east there is a lagoon where the mermaids spend their time, and to the south is the fairy forest. Pirate ships can always be seen floating just off shore but they never seem to leave. It is a world created for lost children, and if you look very carefully, you will discover secret hideouts and treehouses those children have built over the years – the places they call home.


WONDERLAND

Wonderland is a weird place, to put it simply. It is full of odd creatures, backwards rules, and intentionally enforced confusion. It can be separated into two kingdoms: the white and the red. Each side has a castle in their colours, and they are exceedingly peculiar in nature. Aside from the castles, there are a variety of other areas that don't belong to either side. The Tulgey Wood, for example, is a never-ending forest with signs that are designed to mislead. It is filled with trees of all kinds, and contains the oddest of creatures with even odder names. Down by the shoreline, the water continuously rises and falls instead of washing in and out like a tide. The Mad Hatter's House isn't much better, although with a name like that it's to be expected. His house his tall and slightly crooked, with a long table set up out front with dozens of tea cups and other cutlery. There always seems to be some kind of celebratory event to drink tea to, though good luck to any trying to find out just what it is being celebrated. Indeed, the residents are perhaps the strangest things of all in Wonderland. There are fields of talking flowers and a pack of cards that work for the Queen of Hearts, also known as the red queen. There's only one thing you can be certain of in Wonderland... and that is that you will never get what you expect.


OLYMPIA
Olympia is the final home of the gods. It was separated into two parts, Olympus and the Underworld, and is much as all the legends say. The higher ground is a city made of gold that sits on the clouds and overlooks all that the gods have created. Rumor has it that the sky glitters like diamonds, and the gods lounge in opulence, largely unconcerned with the affairs of their creations. On the other hand, the lower is almost the complete opposite. It is the darkest of worlds, where all living creatures will eventually find themselves when they die. The Underworld is filled with black ash that rises up from the pits of Tartarus at the bottom of the large square hole that seems to stretch on for an eternity. And even that cannot be accessed unless you first avoid the hounds of hell and cross the River Styx, but if you make it that far, you’re probably already dead.


TERRA
Terra is the only universe where magic isn't widely used or known about. Also known as earth, it is a single planet with varying amounts of technology. There are cities that are extremely technologically advanced, like San Fransokyo, a major center for robot development, and cities that still seem stuck in the past, like St. James’ Town in the New World. The one exception to the “no-magic” rule would be the city of Atlantis, which rose from the sea not so long ago, under the light of a magical crystal. Terra is a rather mundane world, but no less thriving and exciting for many of its residents.

And so our story begins with one particular villain, who simply had the misfortune of picking the wrong pair of frogs to pick on. Or so he’d say, if anyone cared to ask.



The sound of splintering wood shattered all of Witch Doctor Facilier’s dreams of taking control of New Orleans, becoming rich beyond his wildest dreams, and most importantly, keeping the shadows from collecting on their debt. “NOOO! How am I ever gonna repay my debt!” He cried, as he fell to his knees, desperately grabbing the wood chips in his hands, but as the sound of low voices singing ominously to a heavy beat, he knew he was already doomed. Little shoots of patterned light began swirling around him, and he turned around to see the masks coming out of the stone graves, singing louder and louder as they came nearer. “Friends!” He said, trying to keep his tone light, and only really managing to sound squeaky and nervous. They chanted at him unforgivingly.

“Are you ready?”

Frantically, he shook his head, withdrawing as he spoke, sheer panic in his eyes. “No! I’m not ready at all. In fact, I got lots more plans.” He pasted on his best salesman smile, but they were clearly unaffected, the strange patterns swirling around him more ferociously than ever as he waved his arms as if to protect himself from them.

“Are you ready?”

He stared around himself wildly, and spoke as quickly as he could, trying to convince them, “This is just a minor setback in a major operation!” He wheedled. A hand popped out of the ground and he yelped, continuing to speak quickly even as voodoo dolls crawled out from the stone ground and advanced. “Soon as I whip up another spell, we’ll be back in business! I still got that froggy prince locked away. I just need a little more time!” His shadow placed its hands on his shoulders to back him up as his back pressed against one of the headstones, but he jumped away from it and gave a scream of surprise again as the biggest mask of all became that very headstone, teeth bared ominously, eyes glowing an unforgiving green. “No please!” He yelled, more frantic than ever, still backing away, but it was too late. A shadowy hand grabbed his shadow by the foot and began dragging him towards the mouth of the mask even as his fingers scrabbled at the ground. “Just a little more time!!” He pleaded, but the voodoo dolls beat their drums furiously, and the other masks lined up in a direct avenue as he continued to be pulled towards the big mask. “I promise I’ll pay y’all back!! I promise!!!” He yelled one last time, but he turned back to look just as the giant mask opened its hideous green mouth and only had time to scream before he was sucked into it.

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He was not simply allowed to go to the regular Underworld. No, the shadows had their own special place for the souls in their debt. A dark place, where no one came and no one went. There was neither light nor sound nor food, just an eternity of nothingness. It was the kind of place where you could feel your soul being drained away bit by bit, day by day, consumed slowly, each bit torn away in eternal, torturous agony. A minute was an hour, and hour was a year, a year was an eternity, and if that didn’t drive you mad, it was only because you had something you were fixated on. Something you couldn’t let go of.

Facilier had that. There was just one thing he couldn’t let go. It wasn’t the money, or the power. No, the one thought that made Facilier determined to come back was REVENGE. If it hadn’t been for that stuck up prince and his little side-kick Ms. I-Wanna-Restaurant Tiana, he would have had everything. He wouldn’t be stuck here. He would get out. And he would DESTROY them. HE WOULD DESTROY THEM BOTH. “CURSE YOU.” He roared suddenly into the silence.

“You want to make a wish?” An irritatingly bright and cheerful voice rang through the darkness.

“Who’s there?” Facilier started, unused to hearing any voice for so long. Extremely startled, he swung his head madly back and forth, trying to find the source of the unexpected words.

A pair of round, yellow eyes appeared, sans well, anything else that belongs with eyes, really. “You know...” it said, continuing to speak in its irritating tone of voice. “I may have something for that. If you ask nicely.” A blue cat with tufty ears and purple wings joined the eyes, and its appearance rather seemed to match its voice, as it had a weird sort of skinny body, and an irritating expression of self-satisfaction. “It won’t cost you anything.”



“Who are you?” The witch doctor repeated in a threatening tone of voice, staring down the eyes with his fists balled, paranoid hatred still full-throttle.

“Sitting here day after day. Doesn’t it get… boring?” It asked impertinently. Facilier fell silent. Anger had exploded in his mind at the cruel comment, but he could sense an opportunity, so he just watched the cat warily. “Why don’t we mix it up a bit?” It went on blithely. A crystal ball appeared in front of the two of them, as the creature floated in the air comfortably. “Look at that. A happy family.” Inside the ball was indeed the image of a happy family, a mother, father, two daughters. They were sitting around a dining table talking and laughing animatedly under the warm yellow glow of the lamp hanging from the ceiling. “So… boring.” The word echoed around the room with a sort of dangerous disdain. It was almost as if the cat were angry. ”We can’t have that, now can we?”

In a flash of red light, an old, old man appeared. The younger girl jumped up, exclaiming “Grandpa!!” happily. But it didn't seem to be a happy occasion for everyone. The woman stood up abruptly, and held her daughter back as the two parents stared at the figure for a bit, in stunned silence. Falling to her knees and clapping her hands to her mouth, tears formed in the mother’s eyes, and she whispered, “D- Dad?” The father said the only logical thing he could bring his mind to say, “But you're- you're dead!” As if to confirm that statement, the old man pounced, sinking his teeth into the man's neck.

“Surprise!” The cat said, pleased, from where they were watching through the crystal ball.

The shadow man's jaw dropped open. “How did you-” The cat just shushed him gleefully. “Oh, it's not done yet, just watch.” Rather than eating his son-in-law, the older man turned his attention to the three females. As each one was bitten, they sunk to the ground, only to rise up again, arms hanging limply by their sides, their eyes vacant. Paying no more attention to each other, they stalked out into the streets, biting people as they went. “Now, wouldn't you like that?” The powerful cat asked, nonchalantly, as the picture in the ball vanished.

“You see, I don't like order much, and all these heroes always winning, so boring. I’d do something about it, really, but me causing chaos, everyone would expect. A dead guy causing chaos? Now that's unexpected. So what do you say, we play a little game? I'll give you this ball, and once you've prepared properly, you can make ten dead people in ONE city, just one, to become like that. They call them zombies, you know. So exciting. They can cross the dimensions and travel through all the universes and go around biting everyone, even animals and other dead people. Oh the bitten people will still be alive, they'll just be... mindless. Under your control. You can make them do anything you want, go anywhere you like, and destroy anything, or anyone, you want. They can be killed the same as any human is killed, but not changed back. Wouldn't it be so predictable if there was a way to save the victims?” He gave a low chuckle. “Their bodies will last as long as you like. Who knows, some of them might even be stronger after they get bitten. Inhumanly strong, even. Or maybe they'll be faster, or maybe their sense of smell will be stronger. Then again, maybe not, who can predict? Even how long it will take after their bitten for them to become your slaves. That will be a surprise, too. Don't you just love surprises? I suppose the one thing I can't have them do is talk. I know what you would do with it, making them pretend to be normal, the same strategy over and over again. So... predictable. Let's see... what else? Ah yes, I'll have to make them dull to pain, too. It would be so inconvenient if one caught a cold, don't you think?

“Now then, as long as you have this ball, you'll control them. Here will be my little game. For one week after you activate the ball, I'll take all the heroes through all the dimensions, and hide them for their own protection. After that time, they'll wake up, and if you and your zombies, or anyone else you decide to let tag along, kills them or turns them into zombies, I will let you become a god and you'll be powerful and live forever. If they come and defeat you, however, you won't just come back here. You'll be gone, erased from existence for all eternity, along with anyone who sided with you, and everything will return to how it was before you activated the crystal ball. How about that? A nice deal, isn't it? I'm not asking for anything, really, just a little, entertainment. It's not like you've got much to lose.” He could see the hesitation on the good (well, more like bad, actually) doctor’s face, so, after a short pause added, “Why don't we make this even sweeter? The non-human heroes will all become humans, and I'll take away their memories and any magic they might have. I'll even start them in the same place. Didn't expect that generosity now did you? So. Do we have a deal?” The cat grinned and held out its paw.

Facilier hesitated for barely a moment, before shaking the cat's paw and saying, “We have a deal.” In his low, sinister tones. “Excellent!” Came the cheerful response, “The ball is all yours.” Sure enough, it popped into his hands “What you decide to do with it, well, that's up to you, but if you let it be boring, I may just decide to switch it up for you a bit as well.” It laughed, and then the cat disappeared again, leaving only a sparkling trace in the air and a big arrow drawn on the floor for where Facilier was to go if he wanted to leave.

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Dr.Facilier followed that arrow still in shock from the sudden presence of that flying cat. He wondered what type of creature it was, but rather focused his attention on the crystal ball. Zombies... What an interesting strategy. I wonder how that fur ball found this... he couldn't possibly have created it. He thought as he entered his familiar old store. He sat on his seat and propped his long legs on his desk as he stared at it.

When he’d been taken away, his “friends” had first ransacked his home, collecting all the magic and spells they’d give him over the years. He still remembered watching them destroy all of his things, only barely leaving the building standing. The ugly state of it, with broken wood scattered everywhere, was a testament to this. He’d gotten temporary reprieve, but the minute they found him gone, they would chase him again. He needed to repay his debt first. He needed a plan. The shadow man wracked his brains, and suddenly remembered something he’d seen as he’d spiraled down to his one personal hell: Hell. Actual Hell, and a god with burning blue hair. That could only be Hades, god of the underworld, whom he’d heard a great deal of from the shadows, grumbling that he was taking all the souls away. A plan began forming in his brain. He didn’t need to just pay the shadows back. He could pay them back and exact his revenge at the same time. A dark grin spread over his lips, as he worked out every little detail. This plan, it couldn’t possibly fail. He couldn’t risk it failing. He was going to need some help.

So when the shadows came a-calling, he had already prepared what to say. As they closed in with beats of doom, he spoke, his voice cracking unexpectedly, much to his disappointment. “M- My frieennddss!” He cleared his throat slightly, and tried to speak in his old unctuous salesman tones, “I know I owe you a lot of payment for before, a- and I know I failed in this last attempt.” A growl of discontent came from the main mask, but ceremony halted as he hastily spat out his next words. “B- b- but.... I have come up with a brilliant plan to not only pay you back but to give you what you desire most of all! I will offer you the underworld!” The music stopped abruptly, and there was a riveted silence, as the great mask stared down at him imposingly, his execution paused for just a moment. Then, it gave him a nod, and an expression that gave him permission to continue.

The doctor chuckled to himself nervously, rubbing his hands together before taking a deep breath. With a flourishing wave of his hands, a small conjuration of all of Fantasia appeared hanging in the air, “This world is ripe for the taking and it offers up not only a chance for revenge but the chance for you, my friends, to relish in all the souls of all the universes! I only ask that you give me an ally. I need someone that can help me bring this world to its knees! My friends, if you help me here, I will rid you of the foolish god Hades and give you the power and status that all of you so rightly deserve!” His voice grew more confident as he spoke, until he reached the inspiring end of his speech. The demons all looked around at each other as they contemplated the foolish man’s offer. Before long, large wicked grins grew across their faces and they howled in approval, convinced by the conviction in his own voice.

Tearing open a portal to the underworld, the demons unceremoniously threw Doctor Facilier through the portal. Down, down, down he spun, a dizzying journey that left him battered, though miraculously alive and unharmed. Grumbling a bit to himself the doctor slowly climbed to his feet and dusted himself off before taking a look around. For all the hype about the underworld, it was a rather unimpressive place. All he saw were large red stalagmites and stalactites and fire. Lots and lots of fire. It was nowhere near as scary and imposing as he thought it would be, nor decorated with the bones of the dead. The only truly horrifying thing about it was the screams of the damned that echoed throughout the cave, almost making Facilier clench his own teeth in pain. However his gaze was soon drawn to a lone figure.

There, chained to a single stone slab not only a few feet away from him, was the dreaded sorcerer known as Jafar. The man looked beaten and broken, but, shining from his eyes, there was power and a hunger for revenge that could be seen for miles. It radiated off the man like heat from a flame and Facilier knew that this was the man he was looking for. One of the demons whispered the name of the man to him and what powers he possessed before slithering away. Facilier chuckled to himself and walked towards Jafar like a proper business man with a wicked grin on his face.

“Jafar! Sorcerer supreme and the rightful Sultan of Agribah! Look how low you have fallen! Defeated and banished to the underworld.”

Jafar looked up at the doctor and narrowed his eyes with hatred. “I might be chained to these walls and have no chance of escape but I am still the most powerful sorcerer in the world. I will be free one day, and I will get my revenge on that blasted little street rat! Then he’ll be the one chained to these rocks and tortured for eternity. I’ll see to it.” The once smooth voice of the sorcerer was rough and low with pure, unadulterated rage, but Facilier's grin simply grew a little wider.

Stepping back, he held his arms out to the side “That is why I am here Jafar. To offer you a chance at revenge.”

Jafar was taken aback by the strange man’s words. Narrowing his eyes at him, he scoffed and shook his head, thinking the other man was trying to make a fool of him “You have no power to free me, and one day you will pay for your taunts.”

“That is where you are wrong my friend.” Facilier now easily slipped into his smooth, oily tones, cajoling with great pleasure. “I have powers given to me by the very creatures that act as your prison wardens. It is they who brought me here to you. To give you a chance at freedom. For a higher purpose. If you join me not only will you rule Agrabah and get your revenge, but I offer you the chance to rule the entire world! You only need to take my offer and you will be free.” One dark palm spread out in front of him, a gesture of offering. “We will work together as equals to bring revenge and destruction down on those that deserve it and take back what belongs to us. How about it?”

Jafar fell silent at the doctor's offer. If what he said was true then he could finally get his revenge on that blasted street rat Aladdin and reclaim the throne of sultan! “Fine.” He spat, already regaining some of his old pride as he commanded in a booming voice, “Release me, and I will help you in any way I can.” As soon as the words were spoken the shadows screamed forward and destroyed the chains that bound Jafar's soul to the underworld. Jafar looked around in amazement before he laughed to himself and stood up “I do not yet know who you are, my new partner, but I know that we will not fail.” His tone was a snarling promise of dark plans already being concocted.



“No.” Facilier agreed. “No, we shall not fail. Now come Jafar. I am Doctor Facilier and we have a new destiny that awaits us.” With that, the demons reopened the portal and the new partners stepped through to the mortal world, the god of the underworld unaware of his charge’s escape, and the misfortune that would soon befall him because of it. The Fates cackled as their one eye saw the darkness of the impending future, and perhaps, for once, Fate and Chaos were one and the same.



{ Chapter One: Waking Up }

Location: Parthenon, Athens, Greece
Date and Time: Sunrise, on precisely the 7th day since the beginning of the apocalypse

About a week ago, in the city of San Fransokyo, ten dead people came popping out of the ground and began a zombie epidemic that spread at an alarming rate. Within days, every realm in Fantasia was infected. Those surviving cowered in fear until the NAZAR Corporation came. They offered hope. Safehouses were set up seemingly out of nowhere, that, for some reason, the zombies avoided. The safehouses offered safety, but if anyone upset the wardens in any way, they were immediately thrown out. Even those who stayed where they were peacefully were living with barely enough food or water, all of them crammed in without much regard for hygiene, or anything else nice. NAZAR's base, where Facilier rules with other elite villains, even some once thought dead, is located in a secret facility in the New World, having been carefully set up and prepared by Facilier to repel the heroes, should they actually make it there.

As for our heroes, just as the cat decreed, they have not been seen for this entire week. They are waking up now, finding themselves in the Parthenon of Athens, Greece, part of Terra. The area is completely deserted, with neither people nor zombies in sight, and for the moment it is peaceful, but something is most definitely, terribly wrong. Any heroes that were not human are now human, none of them have magic or especially advanced technology with them, and their trusty companions are gone. Most importantly, however, their memories are gone. They do not remember anything except for their names, the name of their most beloved person, and that there are zombies on the loose. Oh yes, and one more thing: that NAZAR is the enemy. Piled on one corner of the Parthenon are weapons of all kinds, more than enough for everyone, and some packs with some little food and water in them.

So It Begins​

 

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James Hawkins. That was his name.

The boy sat up and groaned, rubbing his forehead. His head hurt, and before he could even begin to wonder why, he felt irritated with every cell in his body.

Sarah Hawkins. His mother's name.

He cracked open his eyes and ran a hand through his hair, looking around him. Where was he? Who were all these other people?

Zombies are mindless people or animals or corpses who walk around and if you get bitten, you turn into one. You can kill a zombie by doing anything that would normally kill people. Makes sense.

He looked up at the sky, horribly missing the stars. He wished he could see them, but he got the oddest feeling that they wouldn't look the same as he was used to. Why did he think that? Well, cause he wasn't on Montressor, was he? What was Montressor? Not being able to figure that out was pissing him off even more. "Pissed off" seemed to be the phrase of the day.

A corporation. A corporation called NAZAR. If they didn't defeat them, they were all probably going to die.

All of this was good to know, the problem was that he didn't appear to know anything else. Something... a vague memory of a planet, rising in the distance, glowing slightly. Some blobby... pink thing. A ship. Ships. He liked ships. He understood ships. They were what it meant to be free. All of that just seemed to make him feel more and more annoyed. So, he stood up languidly with a frown on his face, and shoved his hands in his pockets, looking around to see if there was anything useful in the vicinity. A couple other people were already up, as well, and something felt wrong about the proportion of normal people there was, like there should be people who... weren't people? His headache got worse with that thought and he pressed his fingers against his forehead again, closing his eyes tightly for a bit. What seemed a bit more promising was a huge pile of weapons in one corner, along with some backpacks. Avoiding stepping on anyone, and giving the others no more than a suspicious, sideways glance, he walked over to the pile.

The weapon that felt most comfortable to him was a simple pistol, but he honestly didn't feel comfortable with any weapon, so he just shoved a couple of the pistols into a pack and snatched it up. Then, he looked to the group of people. Should he go to them? He shrugged to himself. It wasn't like he had anything better to do. Slinging the backpack over one shoulder, he walked over to them coolly. A lot of people seemed to be panicking, yelling names. He eyed them distrustfully, and decided to approach the people like him, who didn't seem to have anyone's name to frantically call, or at least were level-headed enough not to do it. He moved closer to a couple of girls. One was younger, with dark skin and a red Hawaiian shirt. She was asking about an older woman with a green jacket. The other had long, black hair and a sort of gloomy look, seeming more confused than the rest. "Hey, uh, you guys know what's going on?"

Interacted with:
Lilo Pelekai - @Wonderful Thing
Violet Parr - @CookieMonster