Chapter 2: 1. Dead right off the back

It was the smell that awoke me, the stench of rotting flesh, dried blood, and unpleasant bodily waste. I opened my eyes to see I'm on a large pile of dead bodies. "SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" I scramble down to a cleaner area trying to cover my nose with my shirt. 

  But my attempt to hide the smell did little, 'Dead bodies, they look butchered… did it spawn me in hostile water? Shit what to do, what if the guy who made the pile comes back, how the hell do i defend myself?'

   Looking around what appears to be a large kitchen, judging by the pans, sink and the large cabinets, I see and grab a butcher's knife from a block of wood. 'Not much but whatever.'

  Mentally preparing to face whatever it is that massacred those bodies, I put my hand on the knob and get ready to pull.

  Creeking open the door I heard voices at the end of the hall, and they were getting closer.

   "Adventurers are here sir, what's the plan?" A young male said.

   "Same as always, give them decoys, hide in the woods and slaughter a village to use as a hideout. Get me two of the corpses will you?" A dryer voice asked in a demanding tone.

   One of their footsteps became more rapid and louder. search for a place to hide, 'Two, one superior and another student? Dinky knife definitely won't cut it. Would need Medusa's magic but I don't have time to figure that out...' finding a cabinet big enough to hold me I scattered all the trash inside and hopped in, leaving a small crack for seeing reasons.

  The door opens revealing a guy in a red shirt with a spiral pattern with a staff, he walks over to the pile of corpses, throws something into it, raising his staff. "Live again and make my goal yours."

  A blue light washed over them, lifting up two bodies to their feet. 

  "Grab two corpses in relatively good condition and follow" the young necromancer said.

  The zombies janklyly look at each other before grabbing the nearest corpse. Hobbling after their animator.

  "Good good… Live again with my magic, and make our goal and face yours" a strong blue light could be seen through the open door. "You two, leave this fort, stop those adventurers. Avein, gather the research on the second floor and meet me at the tunnel." A dry voice said.

  

  With that four sets of footsteps scattered, an old man with grey hair and the guy with a red shirt passed the door to the left. Red shirt that passed had a bad limp, which he didn't have before. I'm sure that the ones that passed are the zombies that are going to fight the adventurers. I need to follow them!

  

  Getting out of my hiding spot my knees don't scream in pain unbending themselves. 'I think that god said he was going to make the body I was already using 20… I don't think I've grown the extra foot I wanted. Everything feels slightly numb. Is that because it's a different world with magic, or because I'm not used to this body… I'll explore that later, now I need to follow those corpses. Get in touch with those adventurers.' 

  Following them a hallway back this plan went smoothly… till I got to the main hallway, six skeletons blocked the door outside. And two were armed with hammers.

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  'Think you can take them? Ehhh yeah, probably take some minor damage. Don't really like pain. You could hide here and wait till the attackers enter. Nah, don't trust them enough to not shoot or stab me when I'm covered in blood, smell like rotting flesh, and in a dark hallway… or in the open. Maybe there's a second story I can jump off?

 Ah fuck it fighting seems easier than thinking! My knife isn't likely to do much damage to a skeleton, I could try swapping it for one of their hammers mid fight. Could break their ankles if I become overwhelmed.'

With this poor plan in mind I run at the first skeleton with my knife, stabbing and cracking its spine at its neck, it falls apart, clattering to the ground.

 By then two clawed at my left, their bones surprisingly sharp slash my arm and a part of my cheek. I aim for the head, stabbing my knife in the eye socket, cracking it but the head stays on and it doesn't crumble, they continue to claw my free arm.

 Unable to pry my knife out the socket before the hammer skeleton arrives to swing it hits me in the back, I shift to make sure it did not hit my spine but god damn it hurt. I let go of my knife and swept the skins of the ones tearing up the arm I've been sacrificing as a shield.

 Unfortunately the other hammer skeleton was here and aiming for my head, I swiftly leaned back but the first hammer skeleton smashes my thigh.

 Letting out a muffled cry I grab the second HS's hammer and fall backwards into a roll with all my weight. Ripping its arm out the socket.

 The two I swept have gotten back up and the first hammer skeleton seems to have missed a swing when I rolled. 'That was less than ideal, guess that's what I should expect, not fighting for 17 years. Wait, where's the sixth of the lot?' 

 Before I could look to make sure I'm not about to get snuck up on, the skeleton with one arm rushed at me, I kicked its shin and while it fell uppercutted it with the hammer. It's head flew as the rest of it clattered to the ground, unmoving.

   The three skeletons soon charged as well, I did a wide swing catching the skeleton with a knife in its eye eliminating it. But before I could swing again a boney claw reached for my face, I tried to lean back but a hammer hit my thigh again threatening my footing, the claw caught my temple and ear.

 'Fucking! Hammer!' pissed I recklessly swing at the top of the hammer skeleton's head, smashing it inward it crumbles.

 Letting go of the hammer I backfist the one still here, following the momentum I roundhouse kick it in its pelvis in falls, but not defeated. I pick the hammer and smash the upper part of its spine.

  

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