The zombies carried me through the forest for what felt like ten minutes, trodging past numerous oak and birch trees, until jungle trees started appearing.
We have entered a jungle biome, the air is moist even during this time of the night.
Wonder where we are going...
As to answer my question, in the distance, I was able to make out what seemed to have been a structure of some kind. Made of... cobblestone and... mossy cobblestone?
It was a temple, a very old looking temple. This must be where this group of zombies congregate.
As we neared the temple, our pace began to decline until we came to a complete stop. My zombie escorts lowered me down until I was back on the ground again.
The zombies that were wearing armor gestured for me to follow them while the other three scattered into the brush of the jungle.
The outside of the temple was fairly unrecognizable without the aid of the few Redstone torches that littered it's walls. The same came also be said for the inside of the temple, as the entrance had only two Redstone torches to indicate its location with a staircase leading downwards into the temple.
As we made it to the bottom, the sound of many groans and moans from countless zombies echoed throughout the halls of the temple.
I forgot to mention how elaborate this temple really is: from reaching the bottom, you are immediately greated to a large room with similar design to the outside but with obvious wear and tear to the floor from continuous use as well as makeshift chests and broken tools lining the walls; many tunnels are stationed at each wall, each one having the sounds of zombies residing in them.
Before I had a chance to look down one of these tunnels, the zombie wearing the chainmail stepped forward and released a blood curdling screech, causing me to cover my ears to muffle the sound a bit.
After stopping his howl, with the ringing in my ear dying down, the zombie moans from before began to amplify and footsteps followed along with them.
Now let me tell you, I am not that scared of zombies. Yeah they want to devour my flesh and use my bones as tooth picks but they are pretty easy to deal with if you know what you are doing and have the right equipment.
But what I saw... I could NEVER... EVER be prepared to see.
It first started with a hand, a single disembodied hand grasping its way out of one of the tunnels to the right then a zombie huddled out after the hand, lurching downwards to reach for it until another two zomebies came out of that same tunnel and accidentally bumped into him, falling over in the process.
Two more zombies come out of one of the left tunnels, then four more from the tunnel next to that one.
I was able to see into the tunnels in front of me, with some zombies huddling towards us and even some crawling. Their empty, dead eyes seeming to be locked onto me.
They all funneled into the room, like need returning to their hive, stopping only about two blocks away from the chainmail zombie from all directions.
This went on until what I presume to be about thirty zombies in this one room, not even including the ones that couldn't get into the room since there wasn't any room. It was like looking at a massacre in reverse.
When it seemed that the room was completely filled, the chainmail zombie turned and walked towards me, standing to my left with the zombie in leather armor to my right.
All of the zombies, in the deathly state, just stood there. Waiting.
Are they waiting for me to say something?
What exactly do I say?
"Um... hi?"
A wave of loud groans filled the room, it was almost like a slow riot. I assume that they are preparing to jump and dine ob me if I don't show them whose boss.
Focusing on my thoughts and searching through my mind, I try again to harness the power of BS. A sudden wave of power envelopes me and I can feel my blood begin to boil.
"SILENCE!"
With a single command not only filling the room but also reverbrating into the long tunnels for any other zombies to hear, an order for them to cease their moans. Which they did. Surprisingly.
Although, I think it was too effective as I noticed that a few of them had fallen over and stopped moving.
Might want to hold back a bit, don't want to make them any deader than they already are.
Clearing my throat to buy some time to think of something to say, I began dwadling on my thoughts.
"To all of you that stand before me, I am here to announce that you all have been indoctrinated into my newly blossoming colony." I continued, "A colony that's... going to take over this land! From... anyone that opposes us! If anyone of you have an issue with this... You can forfeit your life... er, un-life right now."
Complete silence.
I guess they have taken me as their leader now.
"Well then, now that we have made things clear: I command you all to kneel before your ruler!"
In a simultaneous motion, every single zombie that knelt. Those that couldn't just bowed along with loud howls following along, in what I can only assume to be a cheer.
I don't exactly know how I feel about commanding an army of zombies, but it beats getting eaten alive.
I turned around to my armored zombie escorts, who were also kneeling.
"You two will be my subordinates, assisting me in way to improve our glory."
They both stood back up and groaned in I assume as an agreement.
After all of that was said and done, the zombies headed back into the tunnels. Probably to continue whatever they were doing before.
I decided to go investigate one of these tunnels to see what exactly that are doing with my subordinates lugging beside me.
As it was before, the tunnel was filled with groans and moans from the other zombies but other than that, there wasn't any other sound whatsoever. I decided to try and strike up a conversation with the leather and chainmail zombie.
"So uh, if we are going to be working together, might help if I knew what your names were."
I got two groans as a response from my zombie companions.
"Ok, so you guys have names?"
Another dry set of groans.
"That won't do. It would probably be way more efficient to call you by something instead of leather and chainmail zombie."
I began pondering on names I could give these two that would fit them. Looking them up and down, there are some noticeable features about the two besides the different armor.
The leather zombie has a large scar running across its face and it's right eye is missing, it's also a few inches shorter than me and seems to wield an iron shovel.
The chainmail zombie has both of its eyes but they seem to be bloodshot, it's shorter than both me and the leather zombie by about a foot and wields a wooden sword.
After giving it some more thought, I finally came down for two names.
"Alrighty, so to start..." I point towards the leather zombie' "From this day forward, you shall be named "Scar"."
I then turn my attention towards the chainmail zombie.
"And you shall be named "Ruby"."
Both zombies seemed to have perked up a bit and froze in place.
They just stood there, staring at me.
"Are you two alright?"
After asking that question, their bodies began to shake uncontrollably and some sort of dark fleshy substance began wrapping around them both until the were covered head to toe in this substance.
What the nether?!
I backed away a bit and immediately ducked into a connected tunnel. Good thing I did too, as a sudden explosion went off in that spot.
Slowly inching my way into view of the blast, I was immediately tackled by someone. Sending both of us to the ground with a few tumbles back into the stray tunnel.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Soooooooo much, captain!" A new feminine voice I didn't recognize repeated, as I felt my abdomen being crushed and the air in my lungs seeping out.
As my dizziness slowly faded, I focused my attention on the perso in top of me.
I was immediately faced with a large mass of dark, red hair. The owner of said hair, was cuddled tightly around me with their face buried into my chest.
"Come now, Scarlet." Another feminine voice spoke up, "I know you are happy to be named but our captain is still alive and needs to breathe."
"Oh my Notch! I'm sorry!" The pressure around me had suddenly disappeared and I could finally breathe again.
Catching my breath after a moment, I look up at the two new individuals: The one that had jumped me was a girl wearing some tattered leather armor, she also had a scar running across her face and an eye patch over her right eye.
The other one was a girl with black, straight hair, wearing some rusted chainmail armor but the most notable of her features were her piercing red eyes.
Both of their skin were deathly pale.
"Who... who are you two?"
They both looked at me dumbfounded.
"Do you not remember us captain?" The one named Scarlet asked, "You did just name us."
"You must've damaged his brain when you charged you him. Why must you be so irrational?" The red eyed girl stated in an annoyed tone.
"When have I ever bee rational, Ruby?" Retorted Scarlet.
"That is a fair point." Responded Ruby.
What the nether is going on?!