KatTheWriter

 “Curtis!” he hissed, giving a small kick to his companion’s side as he sprung to his feet, “there’s a zombie over there!” Curtis blinked wearily before he realised what Melvin had said and struggled to his feet as well. “Oh no…” he breathed, slinging his machete up from off the floor. The two men slowly crept up behind the man, and Curtis raised the weapon to strike. A firm hand grabbed his wrist and cut short the attack. The arm belonged to the zombie, which stared straight into Curtis’s eyes, unblinking, and let out a low growl as he forcibly lowered the machete. “What do y

“Hey, Satan, I have a little favour to ask you…” The devil looked at the smirking girl with a look of slight disdain. “What do you want…?” *** Ranger held in a squeal as she stopped outside a large house with Satan. He placed a finger on the doorbell and sighed as it opened and a man peered out. “Hello- woah, that’s weird…” He paused as he took in the sight of the two strangers at his door. One was a girl around her twenties, with a bright fringe of darkness, redness and whiteness and sporting a TOBUSCUS hoodie. A fangirl, he presumed. But the man standing next to her –