Prologue: Awakening
Hello everyone. Yet another idea came up to me. This allowed me to create this story. I do not own anything from any media.
There was a white room with hospital equipment. The equipment had a unique insignia of a red-white octagon. On the hospital bed, a teenage boy was lying on the table. The only article of clothing he had was a hospital gown. He was shown unconscious. His hair was a spiky black color. The boy began to awaken.
"What the...? Where am ?I" The boy questioned.
He then felt heavy discomfort on his back. At first, it felt like a cramp. However, the pain on his back became so severe, it felt as though his flesh was being torn apart.
"Ugh...! AAAAAAHHHHHH!"
With a loud shout, two wings suddenly appeared. They were a pure black color. The boy was breathing heavily from the pain. He notice what was coming out of back.
"The hell...? There are wings coming out of my back...! What am I...? Am I...human?" the boy asked to himself.
He began to look around the area, trying to find out what he is.
"Just...who am I…?" He questioned to himself with barely any sanity left on him.
His questioning was interrupted by a human, who appeared to be strangely ill.
"What the...? Hey, are you alright?" The boy asked.
The human didn't respond. It was making groaning noises. The boy took notice of an open wound that appeared infected. Immediately, he moved back, noticing the human was about to bite him.
"What the hell!? Damnit!" He said.
The boy managed to grab the nearest weapon he could get: a scalpel. He made the scalpel pierce the infected head. The body then collapsed.
"What is that thing...? A walking body…?" The boy said in question.
Feeling stressed out, he quickly left the hospital room. Upon leaving the room, he took notice of a label.
"PROJECT ICARUS? Is that what I am called...? Icarus?" The boy asked to himself
Having many questions, the boy decided to flee the hospital, not awaiting the chaos that was about to show itself.
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Icarus was searching his way out of the complex. He realized that it was not an ordinary hospital.
"What is with this place...? It's as though I'm underground." He commented.
He explored the complex, finding any way to head outside.
"This place is not a hospital it seems... It looks like some kind of...research facility." Icarus said.
He took notice of several bodies on the floor. Some were horribly mangled beyond recognition while some were mutilated.
"Ugh...! That's nasty…" He said in nausea.
Icarus slowly tread around the facility, finding supplies to keep himself prepared.
'Better than going out unarmed.' He said to himself.
Icarus noticed an armory nearby. Having no choice, he decided to head there.
'I noticed some of the bodies had weapons. They are firearms so they should be useful in killing those walking corpses.' He thought.
Icarus found the armory to be partially empty. The only weapons he found was a 9mm pistol with a laser pointer and a katana.
"Better than nothing I suppose... Alright, I need to find a way out of this facility. Whatever happened here, it may have broken out." He said to himself.
He found a scabbard for the katana he acquired earlier and a holster for the 9mm pistol he found. He then noticed the amount of clothing he was wearing.
'I may need to acquire some clothes while I'm at it... This hospital gown is not going to provide protection for me.' Icarus thought.
He noticed a locker which had casual clothes. It was a black T-shirt with a long black coat. A pair of black jeans was shown with white and black sneakers. He decided to change into the newly acquired clothes he found. Strangely enough, they were his size.
'That's better... Now that I'm all dressed up, I need to find a way out of here.' He thought.
He began to look for directions, finding a map that can lead his way outside. He managed to find several routes that can help him lead his way outside.
'Hmmm... The map is showing some directions leading to a lift... This lift is the only way for me to head outside. I just hope there isn't an issue.' Icarus thought.
Icarus followed the directions to the lift. He then noticed a couple of walking corpses heading to him.
"Geez... I hate these things…!" He said.
Icarus began to fight the walking corpses. Using his 9mm, he slowly aimed at their bodies. The corpses took the bullets but it had minimal effect.
'Okay... Shooting them on the body didn't work. Might as well target the head instead.' He thought.
He then aimed on the head and fired. The bullet pierced the corpse's head, killing it. More were coming to him.
'Damn... They seem to rely on hearing to find their way... They're dead so the only way they can track is through sound.' Icarus thought.
He began to move away from the corpses, not wanting to get their attention. Out of luck, a small fire extinguisher was near him. He tossed it at a distance to divert their attention to the noise it made.
'Guess that proves they rely on sound... Better find that lift…' Icarus thought.
He was slowly making his way to the lift. On the way, he noticed a case, which provided him with some space to hold his supplies.
'I'm lucky enough to find this case... My pockets are too small to store supplies.' He thought.
He eventually arrived at the lift and was on his way to the surface. With each passing moment, Icarus felt his legs getting heavy. He realized it was a feeling of dread.
'I don't like this feeling at all... If those corpses were found in that facility, then they might be outside.' He thought with dread.
The lift was at the surface. It looked like a warehouse on the inside. Icarus found a door and opened it. What he saw was a horrifying sight.