Iris's POV
It all started a few days ago. It had been a few years after Dub's defeat. Me, Orange, Tsavorite, Pentellow, or as I like to call her, "Lemon Pie," were just hanging out in my house, doing our favorite activity, Family Game Night. "What should we play now?" asked Orange. "How about-" I said, but before I could finish my sentence, we heard the phone ring. "I'll get it," Pentellow said, and went to answer the phone. After a few minutes, she came back. "I have to go," she said, "Someone wants to meet me at the top of one of the mountains. "Did they say why?" I asked. "No," she said. "Did they say we could come?" Orange asked. "No," said Pentellow, "They said to come alone." And with that, she left, leaving the 3 of us worried. Hours went by with no sign of Pentellow, when all of a sudden, we heard loud pounding against the door. "LET ME IN! LET ME-AH!" a voice screamed. I could tell that whoever that was was screaming in pure terror. So, I raced to the door, and opened it to see what the matter was. What I saw left me in shock. There was a shape eating another shape! "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I yelled in anger and shock. The shape turned to look at me, and I was now in more shock. It was Pentellow, but she wasn't herself. Her body was green in some places and looked like it was falling apart, and the triangle on her chest looked like it was decaying. "LEMON PIE?! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" I screamed. She said nothing to me, and instead started to run towards me, roaring as she did so. I ran back to my house and slammed the door closed. "What's going on out there?" asked Orange. "It's Pentellow!" I yelled, "She's some kind of zombie!" "WHAT?!" Orange and Tsavorite yelled. Then, we heard loud pounding against the door again, but this time it was followed by the sound of roaring. We could tell it was Pentellow, wanting to feast on us like she did with that shape I saw earlier. Suddenly, we heard what sounded like gunshots, and the pounding stopped. We then heard footsteps approaching the door. I got my sword ready, expecting it to be another zombie ready to break the door down. But instead, I heard calm knocks on the door, followed by someone saying "It's safe now." I opened the door to see a green flower with a gun in their waistband. "Who are you?" I asked. "I'm John," the flower replied, "I've heard a lot about you." "Like what?" I asked. "I know you're the caretaker of the Orange Hero," said John. "Do you know my name?" I asked. "Iris," John replied. "Okay," I said. Then a thought came to mind. "So... what did you do to Pentellow?" I asked. "I was hoping you didn't ask that," John answered, and looked over to my left. I looked over, and I couldn't help but cry. There, lying on the ground, was my Lemon Pie, fallen cold and dead. "No. No. NO!" I cried, "This can't be real!" "I'm afraid it is," said John. I ran up to Pentellow's body, and hugged her. I could feel John was giving me a "That's weird" look, but I didn't care. I just wanted to show my Lemon Pie how much I cared for her. "Why did you have to go?" I cried. "I had to do it," said John, "She was a zombie, AND she infected so many other pentagons." "WHAT?!" I screamed. "I'll show you what I mean," said John. "Let me get my friends first," I said, going back to my house to get Orange and Tsavorite. "Come on you 2," I said, "Some shapes need our help." "OK," they nervously said. I could tell they were still shaken up by that Pentellow attack. "Don't worry," I said, "I won't let anything bad happen to you." That seemed to make them feel better, so we left. As we did so, I looked back at Pentellow one final time. I hope she's in a better place now.