<---(Lycanistan Flag) Anyone who would like the previous volumes of our great history please ask. (Unlikely?)
A brief history of Lycanistan, Old Darkzeusia Volume IX:
Dark-Zeus padded along his palace hallways, grasping a glass of 'red wine' in his hands.
He sipped. Wondering how the soldiers and sailors were doing, he continued down to hallway to his study,placed and turned the key in the keyhole. But to Dark-Zeus' surprise, the whole room was messed up, books on the floor, documents scattered. He thought for a moment, stunned, he realised what they were looking for. He walked across the room, to a safe, and pulled it open. He had left it locked. Dark-Zeus had two things in there, his favoured weapon, a 6 bullet magnum with an ivory carved handle, but all the documents of the secrets of Lycanistan. Including his.
Novfanaion smelt the fresh sea air, the mysterious fires from Redqueenia had quickly gone down, and then he paused, listening to the bird song, but more over, he listened closely, he could hear a scratching noise coming from the deck below. He turned to the navigator, he heard it too, and nodded to show he had realised. Novfanaion unholstered his handgun, stepped down the stairs, and turned the wheel to the door. He opened it slowly, and then stepped inside.
Kyubi, slowly regained consciousness, to find he was being helicoptered out of Timblercrytze, he was glad to be out of the most infected area in Lycanistan, but he was ashamed to have abandoned his people. Not that it was his choice. He sat up, looked around at the soldiers who had rescued him, and said nothing.
Leftenant Lee scrambled to his feet, with a comrade helping him up. He snatched his gun off of the floor and started firing controlled shots into the open, he was sweating from the fire the immolator had set off, and thought he was going to die. 'We have to get out of the labs!' He commanded. They all heard, and responded: 'Roger', but after that they all went quiet as they fired gunshots at rabid zombies coming at them left right and centre.
