Infected
"Mitch come on!"
"I can't I'm low on hunger!"
ASFJerome and BajanCandian ran from a creepy science guy. Original their plan was to throw rocks at an abandoned house, and don't get caught. That's as far as they planned, until the science guy showed his face at the door.
"Mitch, I told you to eat before we left!" Jerome said, grabbing Bajan by the arm to pull him.
"I know, but my hunger was scarcely down," said Bajan. The science guy caught up more. The two gasped. Jerome accidentally let go of Bajan, and climbed a tree. Jerome's eyes widen as he looked down at Bajan.
"Mitch find a tree to climb!" he called down. Bajan searched around, starring at broken trees. Dense fog made it hard to see any, except for the science guy who was coming closer. Bajan yelled and ran, looking back at Jerome, who had beady dog eyes.
"I'm sorry Mitch! I'll find help!" called Jerome. He began hopping from tree to tree. Bajan stared ahead. He kept running, slowing down into a jog. He looked around, and breathed heavily. Crows stared at him and cawed. Bajan then spun around and became face to face with the science guy. Blood stained his lab coat and potions were crowded in his pocket. In another pocket bloody tools were lined. He grabbed Bajan by the arm.
"Going somewhere?" he asked.
"Hey man, we are sorry about the whole "throwing rocks at your house" thing. We didn't know you lived there," said Bajan. The scientist checked his pulse.
"Hmmm, how about you do something for me and I let you off the hook?" asked the scientist. Bajan nodded, but had a terrible feeling about it.
The scientist smirked and said, "Let's got back to the house, I need a few things from there"
Bajan shuddered and nodded unsteadily.
When they got there Bajan eyes widen as he saw blood paint the walls. What was this place used for? The scientist let go of Bajan.
"I'll have to get a few things ready, wait, then I'll call for you," said the scientist. He ran upstairs. Bajan looked around wide-eyed still. Besides blood, potion ingredients were splattered everywhere. He saw papers lying on a desk. Bajan slowly walked over to them and saw a human body drawn on it. Scribblings were all over it, then little notes on the sides that said, "Infect threw right arm" and "Must use poison". He looked at big broad words. They ran across the top, and said "ZV-67". Bajan thought it over a few times, but didn't know what it meant. Then he heard he scientist calling. Bajan sighed and slowly walked upstairs. The spruce wood creaked. Once he got upstairs he saw a hallway with doors. He looked in one and saw blood with a skeleton, painting "help me" on the window. Bajan shuddered and kept walking. He came to the end and opened the iron door. A bloody iron table with bloody tools coming from it and pointed at the table was in there. A few chests with bloody handles were scattered and a brewing set lay in the corner. Cabinets lined the walls. The scientist was waiting.
"Yes, now come to my table, and I'll begin," said the scientist. Bajan shuddered and walked to it.
"Get up on it and I'll strap you down," said the scientist. Bajan nodded and got on it. It was sticky from blood. He laid back on it and felt leather straps cross over his body. Bajan looked up and saw the scientist do doctor stuff, like check his heartbeat and pulse. He even checked his blood pressure.
"Prefect, now I need to do one thing," said the scientist, looking around. He then walked over to a brewing stand and took a green shot off of it. He turned and walked back to Bajan, carefully. He took out Bajan's right arm.
"Are you ready?" asked the scientist.
"For what?!" asked Bajan frantic, trying to pulls his arm away.
"To change your life forever," said the scientist. Bajan's eyes widen more as the scientist injected the green liquid into him.
"What the heck is that?!" asked Bajan. The scientist looked at him.
"ZV-67," he said. Bajan fought furiously to escape the leather. He bunched his body together and broke a few straps. He slipped threw the leather. He ran for the door but the scientist stopped him.
"I can't let you escape…with the virus now inside of you," said the scientist insanely. Bajan kicked him to the side, but screamed as his right arm began to hurt. The scientist smiled.
"It's starting," he said with glee. Bajan looked at his right arm and saw his blood veins turn purple and blue. He gasped and ran out of the house. Or it wasn't a house; it was the demon's lair. He ran further, finding a small path. He looked at his right arm, and saw his blood gushing threw it. His whole body began to hurt. Bajan screamed, hugging his body. His vision became blurry and he fell to the ground, but before he passed out he wrote in the ground "help me"
A/N First Happy Halloween if I don't post a chapter by that time. Second, this is da SN BajanCandian story you guys requested, so yay.
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OH YAY! Guys, I will still work on Son of A Nightmare, so don't think I abandoned it. Same thing with Normaline, im having writers block for one part. So that's for the peeps who wanted to know, plus im having writers block for son of a nightmare, so yay, Ill be updating this so you peeps can have two SN Sky Army stories. In the next chap im already writing im having so much fun writing it since Im alittle dark and I make chars suffer it fun. *makes evil werewolf face. So yay. Remember to eat butter and kill squids.