Infinity by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Laughing as the He-Man chant went through his head, Nick opened his eyes.

 

 

 

 

And everything looked different. There was a haze around the people and a dul glow over the zombies.

 

More than that, he could actual y hear the zombies in his head. No, not zombies. What he heard were the evil souls that the mortents had summoned to take over the dead bodies and reanimate them.

 

The body was only a vessel. And it was time to empty it and send them home. All of them.

 

To make the zombies fall and vanish.

 

A simple spell and touch you must brandish.

 

Nick shook his head to clear that gibberish. “Real y, book, your rhymes seriously suck.”

 

Fine then, Malachai, you try rhyming in a language not your own. You’re lucky I’m even helping you. Not like I care whether or not you live or die. You know I can get a whole new master who’d be glad to have me . . . human. It spat that last word at him like it was the lowest insult imaginable.

 

Yeah, his book had some serious attitude problems. But at least it whispered the words he needed.

 

Ashes to ashes.

 

Zombie head gashes.

 

Dust to dust.

 

Return to your graves you must.

 

But the words sounded so much better in the book’s native tongue, which were:

 

Tirre Tirre.

 

Grauz sa ton.

 

 

 

Dhani Dhani

 

Madabauhn.

 

Thank goodness he only had to say the latter to kil them.

 

Along with one more bit.

 

He had to touch them too. Gross, but effective, and the moment he said the words and put a hand on them, they fel to the ground like a bunch of bad actors.

 

Bubba and the others stood back as Nick made his way through them until the only ones left were the three demons who hadn’t been banished.

 

The mortents glared at him.

 

“This isn’t over, Malachai,” the woman spat at him, her eyes glowing deep in the dim light.

 

Nick scoffed. “Oh yes it is. I banish your smel y arses back to the holes they crawled out of. You do not command me and you never wil .”

 

Evil laughter rang in his ears. “You say that today, but come tomorrow … it’s so much easier to go wrong than it ever is to go right. We wil win this. You’l see. Before al is said and done, you wil be on our side. This I promise you.” Nick didn’t believe it for a second. “You should never underestimate the stubbornness of a Cajun guttersnipe. We wrote the book on cutting our noses off to spite our faces.” Glaring at them, he used his newfound powers to banish them.

 

Tabitha wiped the blood off her sais onto her pant legs.

 

“That’s right. Get thee behind me, bitches. I don’t got no time for you. Ha!”

 

Nick shook his head. “Good thing there’s only one of you, right?”

 

Eric snorted. “You do know she has a twin sister?” Nick didn’t even want to contemplate that gene pool. Right now, he was merely glad to have the demons gone and his life not threatened.

 

At least hopeful y not for the next hour or so.

 

Kody came running up to him. “Are you al right?” Before he could stop himself, Nick pul ed her into his arms and held her. He just needed to feel someone close to him who wasn’t trying to eat his brains or kil him.

 

And God, she felt great.

 

“Yeah, I’m al right. How did you get here?” She pul ed back to gesture toward Mark. “I was surrounded by zombies when he showed up with his monster truck and ran them down. He told me to get in and I didn’t argue.” Nick laughed. “I think that’s how I got sucked into al of this.” But it didn’t explain everything.

 

He went over to Bubba, who was packing up his crossbow and bolts into Mark’s truck. It was so good to see him alive, even if he did have a gash and bruise on his forehead. Nick would have hugged him in relief too, but knowing Bubba he might shoot him for it. “I saw the truck blow up. I thought you were dead.”

 

Bubba pointed to Alex. “I told you about those shapeshifters and their wicked powers.”

 

Alex held his hands up. “You’re lucky they worked. At my age, it’s a rare thing that they do what I want them to, and they’re what caused the truck to explode when I used them to get us out.”

 

He turned to Caleb, who had his arms crossed over his chest as he cocked one arrogant brow. “Oh, they kicked my ass hard. I’l be limping for a few weeks, no doubt. But I’m a lot tougher than I look, and while they might have had me on the ground for a few, they weren’t demon enough to keep me there.”

 

 

 

Nick jumped as he heard something shattering behind him.

 

Turning around, he saw Madaug at the gaming console, where he was smashing it with a pipe he must have found on the ground. He beat on it until both the machine and the disc were busted beyond repair.

 

Then he stomped both and ended up by jumping up and down on them.

 

Once he finished his tantrum, he went to his mom and hugged her close. “I’m so sorry for everything I did.” He looked down at Ian and grabbed him too. “I’m so glad you’re both al right. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you. I love you guys so much.”