This cabin was warm compared to the thick, chilled, snow showering outside. It hadn't been long since we've escaped the massive creature, Ustanak, back in the caves, that disgusting place. I'm completely done with all this once I get the money from the American. I've seen the corrupt world, and I'm just ready to go find my own cave to live in. Sherry is the only person I've seen around that hadn't tried to kill me and that's nice. She sat by the fire, mesmerized by the warm flames dancing in the hollow stone. Click, I just have this Zippo.
I'm surprised the cabin was surviving this storm. I looked out to the thick, horizontal falling, snow, and I just can't wait for it to stop. It's like those rainy days, but I like them days. This time was just a horrible period to work through. Click. Sherry brought these feelings out that I haven't had since my mother died, when I was young. It's nice to be needed by someone.
A dark shadow crossed, slowly, beyond the window. I don't understand what would roam outside in this blizzard, but it wouldn't hurt to go check it out. It would be nice not to be surprised by another infected creature. Click, I gather my Zippo, into my pocket, and headed over to the door.
"I'm checking something out. Stay here," I told Sherry. She gave me a defiant glare, but it went away quickly. The gusts of wind, that smashed against the cabin, might do that for some people.
I opened the door, and it automatically hit me it the jaw from the force of the wind. It didn't surprise me as much as the sudden drop in temperature. There was a slight struggle to close the door, but I shifted my weight and pulled the door till I could feel the latch click. This shouldn't take long.
The cabin wasn't too lengthy to walk. I reached the back, in a few steps, where a snow morphed body was sitting up against the rock. It must have been well below zero, and this… this girl was wandering around practically naked. The heaviest thing she had on is a fluffy coat that covered down to her waist. What the hell is this?
"Hey come on," I said competing with the blowing wind. She didn't budge an inch.
I wrapped my arms around her stiff body and picked her up. She wasn't heavy at all. When traveling back to the cabin door, it seemed like I wasn't carrying anything more than a small bag of books. The door flung open after I contested with the latch. It surprised Sherry which made her jump up from the fire.
"What..." Sherry paused once she saw what I was carrying, a limp body.
"Close the door," I said as I rushed over to the fire and placed the girl near the yellow flames. "Is there any blankets or clothing around?" I demanded Sherry to look.
I took the ice covered coat and placed it near the fireplace to melt and soon dry off. The girl was, maybe, in her mid twenties with such a small frame for this weather. I rubbed her arms, marked up with simple, varying, line tattoos, and her cold skin stole the heat right out of my hands. She wore a thin cotton medical dress that hugged her body and just met her mid thigh. There must be a facility around here or a dumping ground. I gulped as Sherry rushed back from her search.
"This is all I found. No one has been here for a while," Sherry said as she dragged a quilt behind her.
"Warm it up real quick. This ice covered thing needs to come off," I explained. The ties weren't too difficult to deal with, but I fumbled a little with them.
"Where am I?" The frozen stranger struggled to say as she started to gain consciousness. Her head moved around trying to figure out her surroundings, but it wasn't hard to see that she was dizzy. Hypothermia had set it.
"In a cabin," I whispered to her. It looked like her body vibrated as she shivered to keep warm.
"Damn, what a night, yeah?" She tried to laugh.
"I'm going to take this medical outfit off, okay?" I asked her before I continued. "We have a quilt right there being warmed up by the fire."
Sherry was prepared to wrap her up when ready to. The stranger rotated onto her side and just mumbled something inaudible. I took it as a go ahead. It would suck to stay in anything wet and cold. Pulling the last knot, I concentrated on the fabric as I tossed it off toward the dripping coat. Sherry put the quilt over her.
"You know it helps when there is a fire and body heat," the stranger said. "Attack from all sides."
I looked up to Sherry, she looked as if she didn't want to get involved anymore. It was obvious that I was the next warmest thing in the cabin. I took off my dark jacket and put it on top of the quilt to add an extra layer. Then I took off my shirt and tossed it off to the side before sliding under the quilt and next to the chilled body. It felt like her back was burning my chest.
"Can you lift your head?" I asked quietly.
"Sure," she said drowsily.
She lifted her head, and I put my arm under so that I could lay on my hand instead of the hard floor. Her head didn't feel any better against my skin since it was dripping.
"Does anyone have a phone?" She asked.
"I do," Sherry replied skeptically.
"May I use it?" She chattered through her teeth.
Sherry looked to me as I just remained there unmoved. I don't think there is much that can happen here. If she were to call anyone, they won't be able to make it to the cabin to get us. A long moment later, Sherry placed her phone next to the girl then leaned up against the rock by the fire.
I felt the girl's cold body move around as she messed around with the phone. It began to make little noises that sounded like a movie starting. Popping my head up over her shoulder, I looked down to see that she had the phone propped up, with her hand, and a child's movie playing. It was something I've seen advertised around Europe before the outbreak made it over. The screen lit up with little speckles that looked like balloons, and an old grumpy man.
The storm continued to pound against the cabin creating a mesmerizing rhythm. My eyes started to droop along with my body. Everything was really heavy since there wasn't anything to do. Sherry wasn't near us so she must have gone to one of the rooms. The girl… she was still a stranger even though we've been laying here for quite some time.
"Hey," I whispered as sleep seeped in.
"What?" She sighed still shaking.
"Who are you?" I cautiously inquired.
"Vivy," she said. "Most people call me Walking Duck."
I paused and wondered about her nickname. It was rather goofy for anyone who doesn't know her personally. It was probably a quirky thing that she does that people caught onto. As my mind wandered, my eyes closed, and I fell asleep.
I jerked myself awake as an eerie feeling washed over me. Vivy was still on my arm, but I was sprawled out on my back with the quilt pushed off. It was too warm for my liking. Outside, a weapon was loaded swiftly, clicking a few times indicating multiple guns. I guess this was my wake up alarm. Bullets started to rip through the wood sending shards everywhere.
"Sherry!" I yelled out to make sure she was up.
I jumped to my feet and headed over to the window to see groups of people exiting large vehicles. There was no distinct logo to put them with, but they were packing some serious heat that we weren't prepared for. More bullets whizzed through the cabin, one point striking me in the shoulder. I thought I could have finished unscathed, but it looked like that wasn't going to happen.
Vivy was up, wrapped in the quilt, and struggling to search for her stuff. She didn't come with anything so she will have to face the snow head on again. I rushed to her side and tried my best to tightly wrap the quilt around her so that she would stay warm.
"We're going to have to rush them," I told her. "You will have to follow up behind."
She looked me in the eyes, still dazed, and agreed. I quickly dressed myself and went to the door waiting for Sherry. She wasn't too far behind with her gun ready to shoot. The window shattered from more bullets being shot into the cabin.
"It looks like we have some party crashers," I said then looked back to Vivy. This was the right time for everything. "But this cabin is invitation only."
A man tried to crawl through the breach, but I wouldn't allow him to get inside. I lifted my foot and smashed it right into the side of his head where a nice crack was heard before he fell, limp, to the ground. Even after he was down, another one was trying to get in. This time, he was mutated to the point where his body split into a glowing mouth. We won't survive inside this cabin for long.
I opened the door and rushed off to the side shooting whoever I locked onto. A few head shots, then I took cover behind a rock. Bullets ate up the opposite side of this rock, with little pebbles landing on my head. A nice, long, hot shower sounds like heaven once we were out of this mess. Sherry continued forward shooting whoever she could. We both took turns as we pushed these guys back.
"That doesn't look good," I pointed to the one guy with a rocket launcher. "That guy is going to make some noise."
"Where is the girl?" Sherry questioned me as if I was Vivy's babysitter.
With a click, then whoosh of a small missile, the cabin exploded behind us. The cabin was busted up and collapsed in on itself under the disfigured structure. A heavy weight pressed down on my chest as I looked back with wide eyes. Damn, I hope she got out.
I turned back and rushed forward beyond the rock as the bullets zipped by my sides. As I slid across the snow, I was able to get a few more shots out before launching myself onto one of men. This guy wasn't too big, but his gear made up the difference. It wasn't too hard to grab ahold of anything him. There was so much loose fabric all over this guy. I pulled back on the collar making his balance compromised to any attack. Quickly wrapping my arm, fully around his head, I tugged to the side and snapped his neck.
There was a loud rumble in the distance that shook everyone up. Sherry paused to look up the mountain as I ran around, a few groups of people, to get to some cover.
"Jake, we need to go! It's an avalanche," Sherry shrieked in fear. She was looking for a way to get away. My concern was with where Vivy could have gone if she got out of the cabin.
"Hey, over here," a faint voice was heard over by a clearing. Vivy was waving her arms around to get our attention.
"The snowmobiles!" Sherry howled over the the loud noises. We both pushed toward the vehicles.
The gun fire didn't stop as we jumped onto the snowmobiles. They were only to set up to face the safest exit. Sherry started the engine with no trouble and drove forward. I had a little trouble with this old thing. It took a few angry smacks before it roared to life.
"Vivy get on," I ordered. She was back in the outfit she had on when I found her. It was a smarter choice for agility compared to the large quilt, but she was slowing down, from the cold, again. Vivy sat behind me and wrapped her arms around my wait.
"Who are these people?" I could just barely make out what she said.
"Damn. You need to put this on," I said as I quickly removed my jacket and passed it back to her. We both flinched from the flying bullets. "We need to go before we're buried alive." When I felt her arms wrap around me, again, I drove forward to follow Sherry.
The mountain was rough to navigate as lone trees popped up out of nowhere. It was dark, which didn't help the situation. The snow separated into fissures leading to a drop off that we needed to be avoided. We caught up to Sherry, who was struggling on the moving mountain.
"Jump!" Sherry yelled back to us. She pointed to a huge drop off with a ledge on the far side.
Our snowmobiles flew off the edge into free space. We all pushed off so that we wouldn't miss the other side. With a hard landing, we rolled to a stop and listened to the snow fall into the hole like a cold waterfall. I just laid there in hopes that a little rest would help.
"Don't stop!" Vivy cried out. She pulled on my shirt.
The avalanche continued beyond the deep crack. Large blocks of ice, and loose rocks, started to smash down behind us. That gave a good pound to my heart which made me jump to my feet and drive forward. Sherry and Vivy weren't too far behind when we found a tunnel to jump into. We landed hard on the rock, again. The ice piled up at the entrance blocking anyway of escape backwards.
"Are you all okay?" Sherry asked us as we gathered ourselves.
"Don't worry about me, I'm built like a tank," I told her as Vivy remained quiet. My muscles ached from this long day, and I knew it wasn't going to end any time soon.
"Fine. I won't. Let's go," Sherry said blatantly then moved forward into the mine. She made her rounds and came across a sudden crunch.
Vivy and I weren't far behind when my feet met the ground that moved under each step. The shards were made of glass and echoed throughout the tunnel. Vivy wasn't as convenience with her feet. The crunch wasn't as loud as her scream of pain. I turned back to look at her, the pain was easily read on her face. Her leg gave way, and she collapsed onto the glass.
"Fuck," I growled as I went back. We weren't prepared for anything especially broken glass.
"Don't worry about it," Vivy said. She held her hand up to stop me. She cleared an area of glass so that she could sit on bare rock. The glass, that was lodged in her foot, bled in small streams. One at a time, Vivy plucked the shards out and tossed them off to the side.
"Isn't this a bitch?" I said for no particular reason. I was prepared to carry Vivy across the glass.
"Only for the barefoot," Vivy replied seriously. There was no amusement in her dark eyes. "Anytime now, something bad is going to happen."
I was a bit skeptical about what she said, but there have been swarms of men, who've been trying to kill us. Vivy stood up in the cleared glass and looked around with a great deal of concern on her face.
"Here, I'll carry you. We can't have a crippled person when we get out of this," I told her. She looked at me with pursed lips, but there was no other option.
Vivy held her hands out so she could grasp on. I crouched down and pulled her onto my back as she jumped on. She wrapped her legs around my waist tightly. Sherry's steps were slow and steady as she returned.
"There is a door ahead," she declared. "I'm not sure what is on the other side."
We all walked to the door. Sherry was a good distance ahead with crunching footsteps which told us about long the glass stretched in the tunnel. Vivy was mumbling to herself about how stupid she was to rush into an unfamiliar place where glass ate up her feet..
"Are you going to live?" I asked a little sarcastically.
"Of course," she replied abruptly.
We reached the door where I gently put Vivy back on the ground, avoiding all the glass. Sherry opened the door, and we popped through into a large room. Stopping just before the railing, we looked over to see an Ustanak, a great thing to come across right now.
"Well look who it fucking is," I growled but was hushed by Sherry.
A door opened, on the other side of the room, and a man walked in. He paused to look up at an ugly glowing bug as it flapped around. It turned to a red color indicating something. The Ustanak turned towards the bug and, instantly, rushed the man, and crushed his body before tossing it over the creature's shoulder. We all stood there in shock.
"Jesus Christ. What does it take to kill that thing?" I said a little surprised that the Ustanak was still alive. This creature needed to be taken down for good.
Sherry peered around and watched the bug flap along their merry way. She observed the colors and locations.
"I think he's using those bugs to sniff us out. Be careful," Sherry said before taking off. I watched the bug's movements and calculated the best time to proceed.
I wandered along a path down to the left where a couple bugs flew about. They were lazy and sticking to a small area. Vivy was following right behind me with a good enough distance for a combat area. She was very good at awareness.
"Do you think you can kill these bugs without making a noise?" I asked her when I paused right by a wall. She walked up on me and looked me up and down like I was someone to compete with.
She went ahead and attacked some bugs. It looked like she wasn't completely useless since she found a way to take the flying shits out. We crawled up some ledges and came across a bridge type clearing where one of the bugs hovered. We both crept up on it, but it rotated around and pinged our location. A loud growl echoed through the caves and then a drilling sound accompanied it. The Ustanak was on his way.
"Shit. We need to hide," I whispered to Vivy, who was already pulling me back the way we came from. She tried to jump up and grab the ledge, but she was off by a few inches. I gave her a boost when the thumping of the Ustanak's feet came at my heels. I wasn't far enough up when he grabbed my leg, digging his drill into my flesh, and pulled me back to his level. My leg burned and was beginning to soak itself with my blood. It looked like these clothes are finished with.
"Jake!" Vivy shrieked loudly. She was on her knees leaning over the edge of the stone.
The Ustanak heard the noise and looked in the direction it came from which gave me an opportunity to move away. I needed to get back up to where Vivy was, but the monster blocked that direction.
"I'll meet you on the other side," I yelled up to her. It really was just a hope more than anything. This Ustanak was going to be right on my ass in a matter of seconds if I didn't put a rush order on getting out of here.
These tunnels were a big maze as I limped my way through them. The Ustanak's angered growls could be heard throughout these dense channels. My leg was shredded up. It was bright red with fresh blood oozing out with each step. I hope that all the bugs were killed off so there is just a straight shot out of here. There was a sudden scooting sound that stopped abruptly before beginning again. I stopped for a moment to check out the wound on my leg when a sudden crack rang out through the tunnel followed by the Ustanak's thundering pace.
"Shit, this guy doesn't miss a beat," I whispered to myself. He had to be after Sherry or Vivy.
I got myself back up to pace and wandered towards where the Ustanak was last heard. He pounded something up against the wall and drilled it violently. Sherry ran out from the corner and straight into me.
"Woah, where is Vivy?" I asked her once I steadied her to her feet.
"The creature was on our tail. She must has split off in a different direction," Sherry replied out of breath. "There is a door back there that leads to another place. We need to get here."
"We need to find Vivy, right now," I expressed statically. Sherry wasn't the one to fight with me. She just mumbled a little bit, and we headed back back.
With a hard thud of his foot, the Ustanak walked right by us. We held our breath to remain as quiet as we could. He dragged his drill along the side of the tunnel, chipping rock shards off the wall. We didn't pause for very long since our goal was to get the fuck out. I limped in the wake of Sherry's maneuvering. She lead us to the room she told me about that had a door at the far end, and to our surprise, Vivy was right there, sitting up against it.
Sherry and I rushed over to the door to check up on how Vivy was holding up. She looked drained of all energy and labored with her breathing. I held my hand out to help her up, but it was like she couldn't focus on any one thing. Her eyes darted from me to Sherry to the ground and then back.
"Are you okay?" I wondered while I searched for possible heavy bleeding wounds.
"Passing right by," she slurred. Vivy wasn't making any sense, and when I got her to her feet, she couldn't hold up well. Her equilibrium was far off balance.
"Hey," I gently grabbed the side of her head and looked right into her eyes. They continued to dart around, and she didn't want to keep her head still.
"What's wrong with her?" Sherry inquired to a numb skull. I didn't know Vivy and what could possibly be wrong. I've never seen this type of response in a person.
Vivy curled over holding her sides making me adjust with her. This wasn't going to be good if we don't get out of here. She probably was dehydrated from all the exertion we were put through. I pulled her up on my back and held onto to her the nest I could. Her arms wrapped around my neck with her hands falling down to my chest where her fingers dug into my chest. She was trying to hold back her cries of pain, but I could feel her whimper against my neck.
We all walked through the door and entered another large space where the ground glowed with more glass. Why was there so much glass around this place? We slowly continued and began to step on the shards when the Ustanak busted out of the wall.
"Aw shit… run," I yelled as I just took off ahead. A new burst of adrenaline filled my system to help me get beyond my exhaustion.
We ran up a hill to where a small slit separated us from safety. I pulled Vivy off my back and went through the claustrophobic area.
"Get Vivy through, Sherry," I directed them. "I'll catch her."
I could hear Sherry struggle with Vivy as they both popped out from the hole in the wall. Vivy fell into my arms, and Sherry right off to my side where she landed straight on her feet. The Ustanak shoved his drill through the pocket tearing up the stone around it. We didn't stay long enough to see if he could have made it through. Repositioning Vivy on my back, I took to the ladders, immediately climbing them to the next safe spot.
"You have to be kidding me," I growled with such deep anger.
We were in another room with a hole in the ceiling where the stars sparkled in mockery. I've felt like a mole the whole time we've ran around this place. And there he was again, the Ustanak, standing on more glass. One of his bug friends flapped around his shoulder right shoulder. Then this place dug into me. We went in a fucking circle.
"We can't go anywhere without a key," Sherry declared as she pointed to the only exit we haven't taken. The door had an electronic lock that was illuminated red.
I looked over to the monstrous creature and saw the man's body lying static on the glass. The key, in his hand, was just barely noticeable. Vivy whimpered some more into my neck as she dug her fingers along my chest. Her thighs also clenched harder around my waist. I walked to a secluded corner and put Vivy down to where she couldn't be seen.
"You'll need to stay as silent as you possibly can, Vivy," I whispered to her.
My jacket was loose on her due to our frame difference. She pulled at the sleeve every time she whimpered. It was still obvious that she was trying her best to keep the cries back. With a low growl, she leaned over and puked up bile.
"Holy shit," I placed my hand up on the stone wall and used my other one to bring her back up right. "We need to get you out, now."
Sherry stood back away from us and evaluated the Ustanak. I stepped up to her side with more worry coursing through my system. We need to execute this as soon as possible and get lifted to the nearest hospital. I don't know what was happening to Vivy at all, and it wasn't sitting well with me.
"Do you see that ladder?" Sherry pointed over to a long rusted metal ladder. "I'm going over there while you distract him."
"Sure thing," I said flatly. I can see this going horribly wrong in too many ways.
We split up to get the best tactical advantage. I ran to the opposite side of the room and found some explosives. These should come in handy. Sherry was setting up off the side to where she can easily run in to grab the key. Slowly venturing around the glass plot, I had found a great place to put this small bomb. Once put in place, I hurried over to where Vivy was and stood in front of her. I don't know what this would do, but it was a nice intention.
Sherry was ready, and I was far enough to not get caught up in any mess. I lit the bomb and watched as the Ustanak had grown exceptionally angry and charged in the direction of the noise. Sherry swooped in and snagged the key before running back to the ladder to climb her way back to where Vivy and I were.
I had gone straight to Vivy to retrieve her from the darkness. She wasn't looking any better. She didn't even look like she could move herself at all.
"Hey, Vivy, we are almost there," I reassured her with the softest tone I could muster.
I picked Vivy up the best I could, and we met Sherry at the door. We were almost out of this mess. Vivy wasn't holding up well on my back so I had to hold her in my arms. Sherry slid the keycard through the slit, and the lock chimed a couple times alerting the Ustanak of our whereabouts. A loud roar bellowed out of the creature and then the glass started to sing as he charged in our direction. Sherry and I didn't hesitate to jump through the door and close it behind us. The Ustanak slammed hard agasint the thick metal and dented it to the point where I thought he was about to bust through.
"This has to be over now," I clenched my jaw out of irritation when I saw that the tunnel continued on before us. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Sherry went ahead and came across a door where she struggled to turn the wheel an inch. This made the whole situation harder. I couldn't hold Vivy and open the door at the same time. A loud thud and crash echoed through the channel we were in.
"Hang on to her," I told Sherry. She was hesitant about this motion. "We don't have time."
I passed Vivy over to Sherry where she had tried her best to hold Vivy up. I went straight at the door wheel, turning it as fast as I could. It creaked open enough to where I grabbed Vivy and rushed through.
"Close the door behind us," I demanded Sherry to do.
As she slammed the hatch, I went to the next one in line. I put Vivy down and attacked the metal device, again. The Ustanak slammed up against the previous one, and caved the center in. I pushed through the next hatch a little faster than the last one, and Sherry popped through to then shut it. This seemed to have been going well till this rusted mechanism had some sort of snag on it. The wheel had gotten stuck. I pulled it down with all of my weight in hopes to make it slip up. The Ustanak continued to slam till the door flew off the hinges.
With all of my might, I yanked on the wheel. It slowly creaked then the snag popped, and I met the ground with full force. Sherry pushed through the door and held it open. I crawled to Vivy and picker her up then rushed on through the door where Sherry slammed it shut. The Ustanak was quick to the hatch. It knocked right into it before Sherry could get far enough away. The force had hit Sherry hard enough to where she lost her breath.
"God bless us all," I gawked at the large drill in front of me.
I put Vivy where she could fit then crawled up into one of the seats. Sherry fumbled over to where I pulled her up to coach. I looked around feverishly searching for the start up. Sherry had gotten to it first, and the engine roared to life. The Ustanak punched through the whole stone wall meeting his drill to our machine.
"Son of a bitch," I said under my breath. My anger had been simmering for quite some time now with little slip ups.
We pushed the drill forward, impeding on the Ustanak's will to destroy us. Sparks were flying everywhere around the two competing drills like a large sparkler during festivals. At some points, the machine would sputter, and we thought that it was about to be over for us. The Ustanak was forced back up against the hard stone wall where the machine had won. The Ustanak's drill gave out from the force leaving an opening to his gut. Our drill met his mutated flesh and dug deep into him. He grumbled in anger then had fallen limp.
"Jeez this better be it," I said relaxing back onto the seat. I looked to Vivy, who was still with us but just barely.
"This should have done it," Sherry declared and hopped off the machine.
I picked Vivy up in my arms and followed Sherry beyond the drill. There was a light on the far end of the never ending hole we've been stuck in. I had to squint a little to let my eyes adjust from the darkness to the overbearing radiance of the sun.
"I'll call for help once we get out of here," Sherry said letting out a sigh of relief. She sure did look glad to be have been done with this long trial.
We stepped out into the bright light that was right above the mountains in the distance. It bounced off all the snow surrounding us making it a little hard to see where we needed to go. Sherry smiled and pointed off in the distance to a town.
"That's the rendezvous," Sherry said happily.
"About damn time," I sighed and smirked. Vivy was struggling in my arms with labored breathing and some type of pain. It was a sad sight to see a petite woman dying in the arms of a stranger with the season of death upon us.
Men jumped out from the trees before us. They were shooting in our direction, but we were lucky that they missed. I dropped to a knee to avoid them while placing Vivy on the snow. Sherry locked and loaded her gun, and I followed suit so we could get rid of these obnoxious disturbances. I had a few kills when I heard a thud that came from my side. As I looked over to see, the large drill arm, of the Ustanak, bashed right into the side of my head which sent me straight down into the snow. That blow shook up my head and made my vision blurry. Sherry laid perfectly still in the snow across the way.
"Uhn, come on, super girl," I whispered to myself in hopes that she would get up. My exhaustion started to set in when I struggled to push myself up. I was a little dizzy.
The Ustanak slammed his heavy foot on my back, knocking my breath out of me, and pressed me deeper into the snow. As he rested his foot, I just laid there knowing there wasn't an easy way to escape when the lady, in dark blue, who gave out those energy shots, walked up.
"You know, those shots of yours, pack one hell of a punch, lady," I said as I tried to glance up. There was a little pause between us.
"So, you're Wesker junior," she said when she crouched down closer to me.
"Wesker? You lost me," I replied accompanied with a confused hand motion. The Ustanak foot was still firmly pressed on my back which wasn't comfortable.
"Albert Wesker was a colossal imbecile, a fool who tried to destroy the world," she explained to me. "He was also your father."
"What?" I cringed. This lady knew my father?
"Which makes you the heir to a very special blood type," she continued with a slight uplift in her voice. She looked off to my side. "I see that you're missing more than just one link to the main chain."
In the silence of her rise and exit, I couldn't wrap my head around the whole situation. My father was apart of something much larger than anything I would have ever guessed. He wasn't a deadbeat man who rummaged the streets. The weight on my back was lifted right before the world went darker than the world I've put myself in.
- This chapter will be updated with extra descriptions I blew over.