Rain had started to beat the ground as members of the FBI had come and done a full sweep and investigation of the Matthew's residence. After a while, the ambulance had driven off with the dead bodies of the zombie woman and the officer she mauled while the police stayed back and questioned everyone who was in the house at the time of the incident.
Although James was obligated to explain everything that had occurred despite how insane it was he chose the connection to his brother over the vows he promised to uphold so many years ago to his agency. His brother coming back to life and possessing the dead had completely shattered his see it to believe it beliefs of the past as he felt the need to protect his brother who the world seem to literally be out to get. No matter what he would be there to help his brother as long as it didn't harm his wife, three grown kids, and 2 grandkids.
It had taken a few hours for the police to finally leave along with the police officer who killed the zombie woman who was now wearing a bandage over his left arm. James didn't see it as much as he was ignorant of what was to befall the officer along with those around him when he finally turns, unlike Candice who was an avid believer in the supernatural. James could only wonder to why she was holding onto him in a frightened manner while the officer walked away.
After several moments sitting in their living room, both James and Candice sat on couches across from each other with a brown table separating them. They looked at each other while wanting the other to speak about what the hell had just happened in their hallway that had been cleaned in a half-assed manner. With the anticipation of his wife speaking first and raising questions that he knew he wouldn't be able to answer he says abruptly, "Before you ask I absolutely don't know what's going on, nor do I have a clue as to how John could have come back and possessed that woman."
Knowing her husband's ignorance and randomly guessing as to what John has become while remembering his words. She remembered John as someone who was shy and had suffered at the hands of others his whole life. She even remembered when James had come to her confused and asking why John had no plan to release the evidence he had gotten him as a gift. Although she was confused she easily found the answer as she had worked as a psychologist for many years ironically despite her hobby of studying the supernatural. She knew John's perspective was gloomy and depressing as he saw no purpose in trying to prove his innocence especially since the director died before 20 years before James found and collected enough damning evidence on those who conspired to frame him for the murder he was convicted of as a child. Before this night she knew John as someone who wouldn't have hurt a fly worse yet kill, so the questions that were really on her mind was what changed after he died, how did he come back, and what exactly is he now?
Candice looked at James and said, "I know you don't so we'll just have to wait till he comes back like he said he would, but till then I have to do a little bit of studying."
James looked back at Candice with shock as he expected her to be more scared and afraid, but she was almost energetic like she had found a gold ore and expected a large gold vein. Filled with a little confusion as to what she was about to do he asked, "What are you about to study, his psyche eval?"
Candice raised an eyebrow and grabbed the handrail by the stairs and said, "If there was a degree for studying the supernatural I would be a doctor in that field, yet there is none so imma hit my books in my hobby room."
James understanding her plan saw this time as even more of a chance to break the stiff atmosphere in the house and said in a playful tone, "At least it's being used as for something useful."
Feeling a blood vessel somewhere in her skull swelling she because of his comment she scornfully and with venom in her tone say, "You collect rocks in yours."
Her comment dealt a critical strike to his ego that night.
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John was glad as he hoped to contact him in some way or another. He knew his brother would stick by his side through thick and thin no matter what would happen as long as his family would be safe.
John didn't want his only relative to perish with his family so he imbued the faces of James's as he remembered from pictures he would share with him to the minds of every zombie and zombie to be under his control as a way for them to stay alive when all is done. It's the least John could do to pay his brother back for believing in him and taking care of him until he could get on his feet. Although John did have an ulterior motive.
John knew humanity will seek refuge and safety when he releases his army of the dead upon them. There will be many who will offer safety for supplies and labor the military, big communities that lasted long enough to grow big, small groups that believes in having pack mentality will lead them to survival, and lastly but most specifically those that will use religion to guide lost and unfortunate sheep to their doors steps and beg and pray for protection against the hell outside the doors wince they came.
If he was to become a god through his god-given quest than he will make followers and worshipers out of the remnants of those he spares and for that he needs someone who he trusts to begin his religion, someone who has always believed in him despite what others had said about him. He needed his brother to help build his religion although he could do it without him he didn't want the bother of managing a cult as well so he went with the easier option of having his brother a the head of The Church of Death
Just as John was about to check his menu he heard shuffling behind him. He looked behind him to see a completely transformed Dixie standing upright. Her skin had become an Aegean blue, her wings that looked like yellow hornet wings had morphed into beautiful black dragonfly wings. Her blue clothes that were similar to a 2 piece made of a blue shirt and blue mini skirt seemed to have been replaced with a long black dress with tiny dead leaves on them.
"Hey, that hurt you, big meanie. Let do it again!" She said with her head cocked and a smile laid on her face.