Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 3: The Forgotten Heroes

 

“I still don’t trust you Vampire”, the old man from the future said with anger and revulsion to the Professor.

“I don’t care. The fact is you need to stay in here until we have repaired the vessel.”

The Professor and Lindsey had taken the humans Gyster had kidnapped to the emergency room of the ship. It could only be accessed with a specific spell that the Professor knew.

He felt that it was the only place they would be safe, as there was always the possibility the Zombies could get into Fang’s vessel now that they were both docked.

“You’ll be perfectly safe in here” Lindsey said more softly.

After the two left the former hostages went frantic. The confederate soldier and the old man started to hit on the walls desperately. There were no doors in the room as it could only be accessed by magic.

Kirsteen meanwhile simply sat at the back, absorbed in her thoughts. She stared at the table of drinks ahead of her. Even in these circumstances she didn’t want to undo all of the great work she had done in conquering her addictions.

“I’m still waiting to wake up” she thought to herself. “Vampires, aliens, Zombies, time travel. I could maybe take one, if I was pissed, but all of them. The girl seem’s nice but that guy? God I’ve never wanted a drink more than now” she thought as she flicked her way through the books on a nearby shelf, looking for something to kill what might be her last few hours. “It’d have to be a good book to take my mind off of the fact that I might be eaten by spaces Zombies in a few minutes” she thought.

The young girl who had recognised her from earlier, Jenna, sat beside Kirsteen, eager to strike up a conversation.

“Sorry I was just wondering, are you really Kirsteen Williamson?” she said nervously.

“Yes” Kirsteen said as she flicked through her book, hoping Jenna would go away.

“Unbelievable. I’m sorry to bother you, but I love your music.”

It had been a long while since Kirsteen had heard anything positive about her music.

“Thanks that’s rare to hear someone say that, though not as rare as it is to hear someone play one of my songs.”

“Nonsense. I grew up listening to you non stop. My parents were huge fans of yours. You were my main inspiration. I started my band because of you.”

Kirsteen put her book down.

“Really? Well thank you my dear, you know that’s always the nicest thing to hear. Tell me what year are you from.”

“2023”

Kirsteen could barely contain her joy. She couldn’t believe people would still be listening to, never mind getting inspired by her music 40 years on.

“I’ve been in a band for a couple of years now. Sadly we haven’t really gotten anywhere. I was wondering if you could maybe give me any advice.”

“I’d love to darling, but I’m not sure if even I know how I made it. Also I’d imagine the music scene’s probably changed a bit in the 5 decades between us.”

Kirsteen could see her answer had upset Jenna a little bit.

“Come tell me about yourself.” Kirsteen said.

“Me?”

“Yes, my life’s been rather boring of late” Kirsteen said. “I’d like to know what the future is like, though please don’t let me know what happens to me. If I die horribly I’d rather not know. As long as people still listen to me I’m happy”.

“Oh trust me they do.”

The Professor and Lindsey opened the hatch to Gyster. There was a long seemingly empty corridor ahead. Once they entered it they heard Gyster’s voice booming.

“About damn time” the living ship complained. “What took you so long.”

“Well you know how it is, trying to fix a broken down living spaceship, I just need the right tools.” The Professor said sarcastically.

The Professor had a large staff that ended in a green glow. It was a powerful magical healing device. The Professor hoped it could at least eleviate some of the symptoms as he fixed Gysters core engine with enchantments.

“I just hope we don’t run into any of your friends” Lindsey said. “I’ve always hated Zombies, but if I die don’t you dare turn me into one of of your little pets.”

“You’ve not earned that privilege” Gyster said, which made Lindsey wince in disgust.

“There is one that you should be scared of. My former favourite, Jiazan.” Gyster continued.

“Who?”

“He was once the greatest of all my warriors. He was a beautiful, kind and generous soul. He was killed by Vampires, monsters like you Professor on a mission to save the planet of Amercos.” Gyster said with anger.

“When I brought him back I thought he would be happy to help me again. Instead he tried to kill my latest friends. He ate them. This was years before you crashed into me. I laid him to rest again. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Just before I killed him a second time, he told me that he couldn’t bare the fact that I had replaced him. Now he is killing everyone on board and not just killing them. He crushes them into nothing. He wants to be the only one here forever. If you see him run.”

“Yes thank you for the warning. I already had a couple of nasty little encounters with your former friend.” The Professor said. “In fact I was barely able to rescue your last hostage from him. Please though whatever you do, don’t ever consider me and Lindsey your friends. It seems they suffer more than your enemies.” The Professor said mockingly.

“If only you could know the great things my crew have done over the years. The worlds we saved. I elevated them to heroes. Heroes whose story will vanish unless you save me.”

Gyster continued to bore The Professor and Lindsey with tales of his former crews heroics and tedious small talk, as they ventured through the large catacomb of tunnels and corridors.

“I”m not normally quite so dark and dank you know” Gyster said.

“Please we have to concentrate. There could be Zombies round any corner.” The Professor snapped.

“I was just trying to make conversation. Anything to avoid thinking about my impending death.”

“Well no offence intended, but being eaten by Zombies, is really not much worse than having a conversation with you” The Professor said.

“You’re a miserable old git aren’t you. I can’t believe my fate rests in the hands of someone so mean!”

“I’m mean” the Professor gasped. “I don’t turn people into monsters.”

Lindsey rolled her eyes. “To be fair” she thought. “The Professor is quite rude at times.”

Suddenly a Zombie came peering round one of the corridors. It was a young woman. She appeared to have died only recently. She was carrying a large blunt instrument and hissing at the two time travellers. The Professor fired his healing ray at the Zombie. It confused and disoriented the monster for a short while and some of its scars began to heal, but the creature was too far gone for the spell to revive it completely.

It tried to attack the Professor in rage, but Lindsey managed to kick the monster’s weapon out of its hand, which she then picked up and used to smash the monsters head in.

She turned to look at the Professor, somewhat annoyed. “What the hell were you doing?”

“I just wanted to know if I could heal a Zombie. Since I first got this little contraption a few months ago, I’ve been wondering if it can actually raise the dead.”

“You know only the most advanced magics can do that. Everything else, even if it patches up the body, always leaves something out.”

Suddenly their discussion was interrupted by several more groaning sounds coming from down the corridor. There were dozens more Zombies, coming their way.

As the two time travellers turned to flee they saw Zombies coming back down the other way too.

They were completely trapped. The Professor might be able to fight through that many Zombies, but there was no way he could protect Lindsey at the same time. She was a highly skilled fighter, but that many Zombies would be too much for any normal human.

“Do something” The Professor said in panic.

“Oh so now you want my help?” Gyster said indignantly.

“Fine we’ll die painfully, and you’ll die painfully.”

Just then a red light appeared, followed by the sound of Gyster gasping in pain.

“Get in, now!” Gyster shouted. Lindsey and the Professor ran through the light, and suddenly found themselves in a large disco.

“Where are we”

“In the disco. The core engine is just right around the corner from here. I teleported you here with my last ounce of strength. I’ve shortened my life however in the process. I have about 10 minutes left. You have to hurry.”

Lindsey and The Professor ran through the large empty Disco, but as they reached the end of the room, they were suddenly distracted by a most peculiar sight.

Two Zombies were dancing with one another near the only door. Their faces were both decaying. The male Zombies face had rotted to the point where it was almost unrecognisable.

Both Lindsey and the Professor stared in amazement at the creatures for a few seconds, before Gyster started to groan in pain. Unfortunately this alerted the two Zombies who suddenly noticed the Professor and Lindsey at the other end of the room.

“Please don’t hurt us” the female Zombie said.

“Don’t hurt you?” Lindsey said in response, completely puzzled.

“Please we don’t know how much longer we have left. We just want to spend it together.”

The male Zombie spoke up.

“We were picked by Gyster thousands of years ago. We first met each other on this very floor at a party Gyster held to welcome his new friends.”

“Prisoners more like” Lindsey said under her breath.

“We were from two different worlds and two different eras, but we fell in love. For years we journeyed the universe together, fighting evil, slaying monsters, saving planets. Unfortunately Gyster never let us have children. He wanted to be the only one who decided who got to live here.

“The more and more I hear about Gyster the more I like him.” The Professor said sarcastically.

“We both understood. We were not angry with him. Had it not been for Gyster we would never have met and never done all the great things we did. Sadly however our time would come to an end. Slakia was killed defending a group of children from a Marishu beast. Nasty creatures. When she died I did too.” The male Zombie said as he clutched her hand. “I’d spent the rest of my life on Gyster, never bothering to visit another world, and constantly waiting for that wonderful day when we would be reunited again. Now it has finally come. For just a few hours we can be together again. Its a miracle.”

“Miracle? You’re missing half of your face!” The Professor said in shock.

“Leave us alone you heartless bastard” Slakia shrieked. Just then the whole ship began to shriek and a large blue light came bursting through the floor, narrowly missing Lindsey and the Professor. It burned a hole right through the roof. Slakia and the male Zombie huddled together in fear.

The blast was followed by an ear piercing scream from Gyster. “Please I’m dying!” He screamed.

The Professor and Lindsey ran past the two love zombies and down the corridor outside of the disco which ended in a T junction.

“Which corridor Gyster. Gyster!” The Professor shouted, but all he heard were groans of pain. Just then the Professor noticed a large flash of blue light coming from down the left corridor.

“Well I guess we don’t go down that way then” Lindsey said. The Professor however had the opposite reaction.

“No I think its this way” The old man ran down the corridor, much to Lindsey’s annoyance.

The Professor felt that the flash’s of blue light, in reality magic, were the ships blood, and the closer they got to the light, the closer they got to Gysters “heart”.

When they reached the  light however they had to stop. It was burning to the touch and would have incinerated them both within seconds. The Professor however was able to make it disappear by using his magical healing staff to close the “wound” the light was emerging from, allowing he and Lindsey to cross.

Just ahead was a room with a massive oval shaped, metallic, floating object above.

“The core engine that radiates magic throughout the entire ship and gives Gyster life. I reckon I have about 15 minutes before it explodes.” Said the Professor.

The Professor got to work with his staff, trying to ease some of the more unstable areas of the “heart”.

Unfortunately both he and Lindsey were too distracted by the heart to notice the lumbering, Zombie giant, Jiazan slowly sneaking up on Lindsey. The monster had also made its way to Gysters heart, hoping that it could control it and make Gyster its puppet to go exploring the universe with.

Before she could even react, the monster grabbed Lindsey from behind and started to throttle her.

The Professor quickly jumped up and started to grapple with Jiazan. Unfortunately the monsters strength was far too great and it batted the Professor across the room easily.

Sensing that he was the greater threat, the monster tossed Lindsey aside and picked the Professor up. It dragged the Vampire across the room to the unstable “heart” of the ship. Just touching it would be enough to vaporise the Professor.

Fang struggled in the monsters grip, but it was no use. Lindsey also attempted to help by hitting the monster repeatedly, but it quickly knocked her out with one punch.

The Zombie then lifted the Professor up over its head and prepared to throw him into the ships heart.

 

 

 

 

 

Professor Fang: The Living Spaceship: Part 2: The Chosen Few

 

The old man and Kirsteen were trapped in a sea of hideous rotting corpses all reaching out and trying claw at them.

The largest Zombie at the back however to the old man’s surprise started to attack the other creatures. It pulled a short female Zombie up off the ground by her hair and then placed its hand on her shoulder and pushed down hard, effectively tearing her head off.

Two of the other Zombies turned their attention to the giant, but they too were quickly torn to pieces by the larger creature. The other Zombies started to run alongside the Professor and Kirsteen.

The larger Zombie seemed to go to for the other members of its kind, allowing Kirsteen and the old man to escape back down another corridor.

At the end of that corridor was a dead end. “No it can’t be” The old man screamed in frustration.

Kirsteen saw that the larger Zombie was coming their, holding the severed head of one of its victims in one hand. It moved a lot faster than its large size would suggest. Kirsteen prepared to try and run past the monster, but the old man held her back.

“Trust me you wouldn’t make it, get behind me”, he said as he raised his cane in defence.

Just then a blue circle started to appear at the end of the corridor. “Quick get in” the old man shouted as he pulled Kirsteen into the circle.

The larger Zombie suddenly ran at its two intended victims with a look of panic on its face, but before he could reach them, the old man and Kirsteen vanished in a blue light.

Kirsteen suddenly found herself in a large, brightly lit room with a massive book case behind her, and a massive 20 inch screen tv and some recliner chairs in front of her. At the very centre of the room hung a massive gold chandelier.

On the left hand side of room were two huge wooden doors, whilst on the right hand side was a large dining area, fit with a huge 20 foot long table, and a small kitchen behind it.  There were several, scared looking people huddled together over the table. There were about 7 people in total. One of them, an old man was constantly downing several shots of whisky.  They all looked as though they had come from different eras. One, the youngest boy at the back looked like a little street urchin, whilst another appeared to be dressed in a confederate uniform from the wars of independence. At the back of the table was a young, attractive woman with long dark hair who appeared to be separate from the others. She looked less confused and disoriented and was holding a strange device. The woman rushed towards the old man as soon as he arrived.

“I’m so sorry Professor. I had to temporarily get rid of the portal when that creature discovered it. He would have used it to come here and.”

“That’s quite alright Lindsey I understand, the important thing is that we got the last survivor, now we can get out of here.”

“Excuse me” Kirsteen shouted. “Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on here? Am I on drugs again? Are you lot hallucinations.”

Lindsey approached Kirsteen. “Relax don’t worry, we’re here to help you. You’ve been abducted by aliens. That ship my friend here, Professor Fang rescued you from, it collided with ours. We’re not sure who created it yet, but it appears to run on magic.”

“Magic!” Kirsteen shrieked in surprise. “Aliens is one thing, but magic?”

One of the people at the back suddenly piped up, a young woman in her 20s named Jenna. “Hang on a minute she looks like Kirsteen Williamson.”

“She could very well be”. Professor Fang said as he tinkered with some device by the wall.

“But that’s impossible, she died about 30 years ago!”

“So?” the Professor said. “I told you I haven’t had time to check what era we’re in, but we could very well be 30 years in your past, or 1000, or we could be in another universe altogether. Most of you are from different times. Still if you’ll give me a few minutes though we can find out where we are.” He said somewhat impatiently.

Kirsteen was deeply disturbed by this conversation and begged Lindsey to let her go. There was something about Lindsey that seemed non malicious. Even in this strange environment, Kirsteen didn’t feel threatened by her. Professor Fang however was a different story. Even though he had saved her life, there was something off putting about Fang. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

“Please we don’t really know what’s going on here either, but we’re doing the best we can. Just trust us, you’re safe in here.” Lindsey assured Kirsteen.

The others started to protest, but Fang quickly shut them down by slamming his stick on the table.

“I don’t like any of you being here either. This is my home, and I’m normally very picky about who I let stay here. Still we all have to stick together for the time being. Not all of you were lucky enough to get this far, or need I remind you.”

A deathly silence fell over the room.

“Exactly, now please give us some peace while we try and get us all out of this situation.”

After Fang and Lindsey left the room, Kirsteen went over to the table. The people almost didn’t pay attention to her they were so wrapped up in their own problems.

“So” Kirsteen said somewhat awkwardly. “Any chance any of you could tell me who, or rather what took us here.”

Only one of them answered Kirsteen, the old man that had been drinking the whisky, who was dressed in somewhat tattered clothes. ”

“None of us do. We’re all from different times it would seem. I’m from the year 3892. There I was, in the middle of the fight of my life with the Vampire scum, Felesca, and his pet Tyrannosaurus when suddenly I was in a tiny little room, with several rotting corpses pounding on my door.

“I’m sorry did you say Vampire?”

“Yes. I can only assume you come from a time before their filth covers our entire world? I’m convinced the man who brought us here is one of them.

“A Vampire?”

“Yes, I know one when I see it. I’ve spent years running away from them to know one when I see it. Still I don’t think he’s behind the ship. Him and that girl, they’ve got something else in mind for us. If they try anything though don’t worry. I’ve killed more than my fair share of those bloodsucking monsters.”

Meanwhile the Professor and Lindsey had made their way to the control room. It had been somewhat damaged in the crash, but fortunately not only could the Professor repair it in no time, but the ship had a sort of magical healing factor that would repair any damage automatically anyway.

“Honestly you’d think they’d be grateful we pulled them out of that nightmare” The Professor said to Lindsey as he adjusted the controls.

“To be fair Professor, we may have been the ones who got them into this awful mess.”

“Nonsense my dear. You heard them. They were prisoners on board that ship before I eh crashed into it. Its strange that we didn’t find any pilots when we were searching for the survivors.”

“Apart from those horrors. God do I hate Zombies. I’ve never met one I liked you know. Even Vampires and Demons can be pleasant, but Zombies? They’re always bad company.”

“I quite agree my dear, but still there is no way those brutes could build a craft like that. No this is something else. Once we’ve gotten those people back to their own time, then I intend to investigate.”

The Professor attempted to start the ship, but nothing happened. He heard a strange whirring sound for a few seconds afterwards, before trying the controls again. This time however there was a crashing sound and the whole ship began to shake violently for a few minutes.

“I don’t understand, it should have repaired itself by now” The Professor said as he opened up the controls.

“No everything is in place, I don’t know why it won’t take us out of here.”

Just then a strange noise, like someone groaning in pain began to echo through the ship.

“I don’t like the sound of this” Lindsey said as she began to check the communication device. “According to this there’s nothing coming through.”

“Of course not. This noise is poking its way into our very minds Lindsey.” The Professor said in a worried tone.

The voice began to speak.

“Please help me, you, you are the only ones who can. I was too weak to contact you again.”

“Who are you?” The Professor said defiantly.

“I am Gyster, I am the vessel you clumsily crashed into with that bat shaped excuse for a vehicle.”

“Gyster? Of course I should have known. I’d heard stories about you. A lot of people dismissed you as a legend, but I have a slightly more open minded than most.” The Professor said which made Lindsey roll her eyes somewhat.

“Who is Gyster” Lindsey asked trying to get the conversation back on track.

“Gyster is a time and space ship made from magic. It was constructed by the Frexeia civilisation. They built it to explore all of time and space. The magic used to build it however caused the ship to develop sentience as you can see for yourself.

The ship loved its crew however. They were its friends, they all enjoyed travelling through time and space together. When the crew died, according to the legends Gyster would begin abducting other beings from all of time and space to be his new crew. ” The Professor said.

Lindsey had sudden realisation. “Oh my god. Those Zombies, they were his previous crew members.”

“I didn’t kill them!” The voice protested.

“They died themselves of old age. Most of them were not happy at being taken at first, but in time most of them came to appreciate the lives I gave them. When they died I kept their corpses preserved in magic as a sign of respect.”

“There’s a huge but isn’t there”. Lindsey said.

“If my ship was ever breached by an outside menace, then I would bring them back as Zombies to protect my current crew.”

Both Lindsey and the Professor felt sick at the revelation.

“I was honouring them!” The voice protested. “I was giving them a chance to be heroes again after their passing. I was allowing them to save the next generation.”

“The ones I met didn’t seem to see it that way Gyster” The Professor said with disdain. “Why were they trying to kill your current crew?”

“That is on your head Vampire. When our vessels collided in the vortex, you ruptured my engine. The magic from my core seeped out and revived the Zombies. They’re crazed, feral, but they are the least of my problems. In a few hours the rupture will become so great that I will explode.”

Lindsey could see that the vessel’s words had affected Fang. “Well you could have looked where you were going too.” She snapped.

“Neither of you are leaving until you repair my core. Your vessel is caught in a trap of my creation. Its draining the energy from your core. It’ll put off my death by a couple of more hours. After that, I’ll die, but your vessel will be trapped here, powerless unable to move, and you’ll be caught in the blast.”

“I don’t intend to help you carry on taking people and defile their corpses. You’re a monster” Lindsey protested.

“Sadly we don’t have a choice I’m afraid. He holds all the cards for now. We need to fix that engine, for those people out there. We’ll talk about his poor lifestyle choices later” The Professor said in a grim tone.

“You will not take my new friends” The voice boomed! “This is the best collection I’ve ever assembled. Heroes, artists. They’re mine!”

“Like I said we’ll discuss that later. First let us teleport back to your ship.”

“I’m afraid not. If I let you have enough power to teleport then you would have enough power to break free. I docked my vessel beside yours.

“If you think that I’m going to make my way through those Zombies.” The Professor protested.

“Like you said. I hold all the cards.”