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Undertakers: Queen of the Dead

Undertakers: Queen of the Dead

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by Ty Drago, Eric Williams (Illustrator)

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Twelve -year old Will Ritter and his rag-tag army of teenage resistance fighters may have triumphed over the Zombies (alien-possessed corpses) last time...but that's the thing about the dead- they keep coming back. A new Corpse leader has crossed the rift and taken command of the invasion: The Queen of the Dead is even more brilliant and ruthless than her


Twelve -year old Will Ritter and his rag-tag army of teenage resistance fighters may have triumphed over the Zombies (alien-possessed corpses) last time...but that's the thing about the dead- they keep coming back. A new Corpse leader has crossed the rift and taken command of the invasion: The Queen of the Dead is even more brilliant and ruthless than her predecessor, and her ambitions are even deadlier. Will and the crew must somehow rescue his mother, prevent an assassination, and show FBI Agent Ramirez the truth about the Corpses-and the danger the world faces.

But how do a bunch of kids prove to a grown-up that monsters are real?

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
"anyone clamoring for some entertaining macabre adventures will want to devour.
" - Booklist

"The action in this book is exciting and engaging and will captivate zombie fans from start to end.
" - /imaginaryreads.blogspot.com

Kirkus Reviews
Will Ritter continues the battle started in Rise of the Corpses (2011) to protect humanity from the corpse-possessing invaders from another dimension. When a surveillance mission provides an opportunity to unearth a Corpse plot still in development, and with the new knowledge of how to use salt to kill the interdimensional invaders, the human Undertakers can take the offensive in their war over the world. To do this, they face the titular queen, sophisticated Lilith Cavanaugh, who has replaced the late Kenny Booth as the leader of the invaders. She blends a higher level of competence with a downright savage monstrosity, posing a much more pragmatic threat than Booth did. Alternating with Will's first-person narration, chapters written in third-person that focus on Lilith reveal more about the world the Corpses come from as well as their purpose. Lilith makes the fight personal for Will and in doing so, raises the stakes. While the first part of the story drags, near the end, a switch is flipped, and the story comes to life with a daring plan. Additional ponderings on corpse theft that go beyond gross-out descriptions, as well as the clear consequences of battle and lack of adult support, give moral and emotional dimensions to the otherwise straightforward story. Uneven, but the quality improves as the story progresses. (Science fiction/horror. 10-15)
School Library Journal
Gr 5�10—Creatures from another dimension are trying to take over the world, and only kids like Will Ritter can see them. These beings inhabit human corpses, projecting a cover image that fools most people, but Will and the rest of the Undertakers see the rotting bodies beneath the glamor. In Rise of the Corpses (Sourcebooks, 2011), the young people foiled the plans of one of the Corpses and discovered a key weakness, but now a woman known to them as the Queen of the Dead has taken on the persona of Lilith Cavanaugh, a city planner, and has two goals: to increase her political power and to eradicate the Undertakers. Will and his friends face greater challenges than ever as they fight this new evil. As in the previous book, this one is full of fast-paced action and gripping suspense, along with a dose of humor. Drago does a good job of including key details from the first book as they are relevant to the plot, making it possible to enjoy this novel on its own. However, readers will get the most out of this book if they are familiar with the first one. Hand this series to readers who are looking for zombie stories and books with a lot of action.—Misti Tidman, Licking County Library, Newark, OH

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Chapter 1

Crossing Over

The Queen crossed the Void between worlds on Halloween, and the dead welcomed her.

She arrived without escort, emerging through the Rift without form-an entity of seething dark energy.

Her minions were already assembled, dozens of them, as many as would fit into this arched, windowless chamber. Being here was, of course, a tremendous honor-and only the most highly ranked had been invited. They stood at patient attention, a vanguard for the Army of the Dead, lit only by the Rift, which resembled a wide, fiery crack in the chamber's rear wall.

This "crack" did not close once the Queen's "Self" had fully entered this human realm.

The Rift never closed.

In the midst of the welcoming dead, resting atop a steel hospital gurney, lay the body of a young woman. The cadaver was the freshest available, as suitable a vessel as the legions could find. For the occasion, she had been dressed in tailored clothes and adorned with gold jewelry.

No expense was spared.

Nor was time wasted. No sooner had the Queen emerged from the Void than her dark energy leapt into the waiting body. This is essential, as their kind couldn't exist in this world without a host.

The eyes of the woman on the gurney, which had been respectfully shut, snapped open. She sat up, moving stiffly with muscles that had begun to decay, and gazed down at her hands. In life, they had probably been long and delicate. Now they appeared purple, the fingers stiff with rigor mortis.

Seeing them, the Queen felt disgusted but resigned.

She rarely traversed the Void personally. But the sudden and inexplicable death of her predecessor, the late Kenny Booth-so well respected and accomplished a conqueror-had made it necessary.

Oh, how she wished she could make that overrated fool pay for his failure. Sadly, his destruction made that impossible.

But someone would pay. Oh yes. Someone would most definitely pay.

"How long has this host been deceased?" she demanded, speaking English for the first time, wrapping her unfamiliar tongue around the unfamiliar language.

"Six hours!" came the reply, barked by a dead man in a tailored suit who stepped dutifully forward.

The Queen eyed him. His cadaver, she noted, was nearly as fresh as her own. But while his host was of interest, she also examined his Cover.

They all had Covers, the illusions that allowed them to move unchallenged among the bald monkeys populating this revolting planet. Each Cover, each false persona, had been meticulously crafted to suit the individual. His was of an Earth male in his fifties, his smooth face distinguished and his hair pepper gray. To humans, he would appear as the picture of respectability, of professionalism, of thoroughly human prosperity.

The Malum, after all, were masters of disguise.

The Queen slid herself off the cot and stood, testing her new legs.

They would do.

The man before her smiled. "Welcome, mistress." She noticed with some approval that he spoke English, as was the protocol.

"What is my name?" she asked.

"You're Lilith Cavanaugh," he replied. Then he held up a folder of papers. "Your dossier is here: education, employment history, personal references. You have tax records going back twenty years. It's as perfect an identity as has ever been fabricated. I handled it personally."

The Queen accepted the paperwork and scanned it. Later, when she was alone, she would read it through several times. Embracing a Cover, making it part of yourself, was important. One had to believe the lie. It had been a long time since she'd personally harvested a world, but there could be no forgetting the Old Rule: a successful Cover was as much bluff as illusion.

"Acceptable," she pronounced, dropping the folders casually onto the gurney behind her. "And you are?"

"James Dye, mistress," the man replied. Then he smiled, his Cover showing perfect white teeth, while the ones in the cadaver he inhabited were yellow and visibly loose.

"Dye...an amusing name and one with which I'm familiar. You were Kenny Booth's personal secretary, were you not?"

Did his smile falter slightly? She wasn't sure. It didn't matter either way.

"I had that honor, mistress. Yes."

"And what became of Booth while he was under your care?"

This time, the smile did falter. "Mistress, I wasn't-"

She took a step toward him. His smile vanished completely.

"Wasn't...what?" the Queen asked, closing the distance. "Wasn't in the television studio when your master was poisoned using the candies he so greedily and obsessively consumed? Wasn't on hand when his home was invaded? Weren't you laid low, along with the rest of his staff, while a collection of children...children!...bested you all?"

She was very close to James Dye now, enjoying the fear that shone in his eyes-not his dead eyes or the more expressive eyes of his Cover. No, it was the being within, his Self, that quaked before her-and with good reason.


The Queen reached up with her dead purple fingers and cupped the trembling man's head between them.

"Shhh," she cooed.

"Mercy," the man whimpered. "Mercy."


Then, in a single hard motion, she twisted and pulled, roughly ripping Dye's head from his shoulders.

There was no blood, as the host's heart hadn't been beating. But there were juices, and some of these trickled out as his body fell heavily to the stone floor.

Lilith held the head a moment longer, admiring the way the illusion closed its eyes, as if in sleep. A human witness wouldn't have seen the decapitation. Blinded by the Cover, a typical bald monkey would have thought the well-dressed man had collapsed, perhaps fainted. They might even have come forward to offer aid, never knowing that the only aid available to James Dye now was a new host into which to transfer his trapped Self.

The body he currently occupied-being suddenly and decidedly headless-was no longer usable.

"He doesn't transfer," the Queen announced to the rest of the assemblage. Then, growling with only partially spent anger, she hurled Dye's head into the open fissure between worlds.

Her minions murmured fearfully.

"He doesn't transfer!" And this time, she screamed it. Then, reaching down, she picked up the rest of the decapitated cadaver, and with a tremendous heave, she cast that into the Void too.

The Malum who had called himself James Dye was, like Kenny Booth, forever dead.

More murmuring, and the Queen noticed with irritation that none of their lips moved. They were speaking the Old Tongue.

"English!" she declared, her words reverberating off the arched brick ceiling. "Under my command, no one speaks the Old Tongue. You get one warning! Then you follow this fool! Is that understood?"

The murmurs ceased. Dozens of pairs of dead eyes locked on her, their Selves as well as their Covers looking suitably terrified.


"In time, one of you will attend me," she said. "The way James Dye attended Booth. If that Self fails me as Dye failed his master, he or she shall meet the same fate. As you have no doubt heard, I'm neither patient nor forgiving, and the necessity of my visit to this wretched world has done nothing to improve my mood. But I can be generous...if served with loyalty and competence. Is that understood?"

None spoke. None had to. Silence was assent.

"Good," the Queen said.

She briefly scanned the first page of her dossier. Lilith Cavanaugh was five feet ten inches tall, with shoulder-length blond hair and green eyes. There were, of course, no photographs since, before tonight, Lilith Cavanaugh had never truly existed. But starting tomorrow, her face-or rather, her Cover's face-would begin to appear in local newspapers and on local television. The Malum were expert publicists. Soon the entire city would recognize her on sight.

Time to select the face they will see.

Smiling thoughtfully, the Queen centered herself-

-and donned her Cover.

In moments, a beautiful, blond-haired woman stood in place of the purplish cadaver, wearing the tailored suit and gold jewelry as if she'd been born in them. She touched her face and once again examined her hands, which no longer appeared dead but were smooth and elegant, with alabaster skin and polished fingernails.


Then Lilith Cavanaugh addressed her minions. There was much to do, and she knew exactly where to start.

"One of you will now escort me to my new home," she commanded. "Once there, I will rest and study and ready myself to begin living the new life that has been prepared for me. But before that happens, will someone please explain to me about these...Undertakers?"

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Sensitivemuse More than 1 year ago
It’s recommended you read the first book (Rise of the Corpses) before you jump into this one. You’ll understand things more and there are a lot of references from the previous book in this one as well. (Besides, it was a great book to read! why not try it?) This book was just as good as the first one, there’s a lot of action and moments of close calls. It’s very fast paced and one can easily fly through this novel in a matter of days (or day?). The plot itself was really good. The Queen makes a perfect villain (she’s quite a nasty creature) but the questions you might have had in the previous book are still prevalent in this one. They’re still not answered. Yet. Characters in this book are still good. Will’s character develops well. Dave gets a bigger part and plays a bigger role (which is fine, he turned out to be quite the likable character). You do get a little frustrated with Helene and Will. (There’s a part where Dave says: “just get it over with!” and you just felt like yelling out: “Yeah!” in response to that). The ending of the book was great and I suppose the right word for it would be dramatic. So dramatic it could actually be an ending to a movie. Still, it was good and it’ll leave you wanting to know more. Definitely recommended for younger readers. Zombie lovers (well, they’re not really zombies..sort of zombie body snatchers?) would also love this. Can’t wait for the third one!
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