Slight rustled in the bed. Strapped down to a metallic table he struggled in his binds. Electricity starts to engulf his body and the sound of the static electrocuting him can be heard. Two syringes are stabbed into him, one purple and the other black. Scratching the table with his nails he continues to try to break the binds but the test continues. Waking up from his dream Slight shakes his head. 'What kind of dream was that?'
Looking to the side he sees Zoey who at the moment was wearing nothing but pink panties. Zoey murmured something intelligible in her sleep. Whatever it was Slight could tell it wasn't good, she must have been having a nightmare like he was.
Getting slowly out of the bed he rustles some more until he is out. Getting his pants he puts it on fast, and then gets his socks on. Grabbing his shirt he puts it on equally as fast and then heads over to his shoes to get them on. The sunlight coming out from the windows shows that they got a good eight hours of sleep. Wondering where his hoodie was Slight recalled him steps, 'it's gotta be in the bathroom.'
Making his way over to the bathroom Slight looks in the mirror. His eyes were still white, he wished that his eyes could go back to being blue. Back to being normal. He finds his hoodie on the ground and picks it up, putting it on he puts the hood over his head and heads for downstairs.
The kitchen was vacant but once he entered the living room he was met with Francis and Louis sitting on the couch.
"You got lucky last night Angelo?" Louis asked. "Yeah, sorry for the noise." Slight apologized, Louis laughed in response.
"My man!" Louis affirmed shaking Slight's hand.
"You lucky bastard." Francis mumbled. Slight heard this and smiled to himself. Sitting down Slight figured Bill was probably still sleeping like Zoey was. Turning on the Television to see if there was any single show on. The television tuned to a private station. It appeared to be in some area heavily guarded with tons of military personnel. There were marines walking down the sidewalks in single filed lines. It seems that this place was broadcasting feed to them.
"As of today we have let six survivors enter, the base could always use some more occupants. Right now our primary missions that we assign survivors center on taking out K-two and all its members. If anyone is out there do not approach anyone from K-two because they are extremely violent and have been known to kill anyone without valid reasoning." A lady said sitting in the middle of the street with a chair. The camera was zoomed out pretty far. Behind her appeared to be a small deli but inside were a bunch of people looking at a board with blueprints to a plan on it. At the right of the deli it looked like there was a gym and people were entering it, when the door opened he could see people training inside. To the left of her was a pile of all sorts of ammo for different kinds of guns and weapons lying around the pile.
"Just yesterday two members of the base have successfully transported four survivors over to the nearby safe-rooms." The lady spoke robotic like as if she were reading her lines and wasn't use to this. Slight noticed how she mentioned four survivors instead five, it was going to be a total surprise when he would show up. They were probably going to spot that he was infected almost immediately. 'Even if they do give me a chance it's probably gonna be so that they can stick me with needles all day. Yay me…'
"If any survivors are out there listening to this please come immediately we plan on staging an all-out attack on the infected soon. We will be trying to terminate as many infected as we can by any means." Francis knew darkly that those people wouldn't win, most people who came into contact with the infected were bound to turn. Strangely enough though he and the others have yet to turn infected. Everyone around them was turning infected for no reason to, so if the infection spread randomly wouldn't they have gotten it by now? Francis was trying his best to figure it all out but he sadly couldn't.
"I can't wait to head over, the place is barely populated so that means we're gonna have the place all to ourselves!" Louis cheered happily. He was the only one out of the three looking on the bright side of things.
Slight tried to think of a plan B in case the people found out he was infected and didn't want to work anything out. Would he jump onto one of the roofs, then head for another until he lost their sight? Then wait it out until it was dark to escape. No it would never work, there were too many marines there… He could withstand gunshots but a plethora of bullets would do him in. It would be his stoic resolution.
Francis wanted to know so badly why they weren't turning. No one had luck on their side for this long. He kept thinking about this but he couldn't find a logical answer that made sense. It was seriously eating away at him.
"Hey Louis do you ever wonder why we haven't turned even though we get injured by the infected almost all the time?" Francis asked. Louis got all quiet thinking. He had never thought about that.
"Hmmm. I don't know Francis, that's a really good question. I think we've just been getting really lucky." Louis said. Slight didn't think that was the reason why they were still going but he didn't want to hurt Louis's feelings.
"Can't be, that's impossible." Francis said. "Well if it's possible for a Hunter like Slight to exist then it's possible for us to have been lucky." Louis said with deep commitment. Hearing someone come up they turned around, footsteps were heard from the hall, and then a wild Bill appeared.
"Goodmorning people, where's Zoey?" Bill asked. "She's still asleep, I could wake her if you want." Slight responded.
"No it's fine, let the kid get her sleep. Oh and you need to be more careful next time what if Zoey gets pregnant because of you? I know you're young but unless you have a condom I'm going to tell you to never do that again."
"Understood sir, I hadn't realized what I was doing until you notified me of what was wrong." Slight said broodingly, he was speaking in a formal matter seeing that Bill was a senior citizen and he had to show respect to him because he was an elder.
"It's alright son, just don't do it again unless you have the proper protection."
"Does tin foil count?" Slight joked when Bill walked into the kitchen. Louis and Francis both laughed.
"I heard that!" Bill said from the kitchen.
"I got 99 problems but a Bill aint one." Slight joked.
Meanwhile upstairs Zoey was just getting up. The other side of the bed was empty which meant that Slight had gotten up earlier and left her here alone, typical. Yesterday sure was fun, Zoey wondered how today would be if things went right. Stretching in the bed she can feel the warm sunlight hitting her body. It's so comforting, so persuasive wanting her to stay here all day, but alas she had to get up. There were things that needed to be taken care of, plans that needed fulfilling. Yawning loudly Zoey gets up in search for her clothes.
Once all her clothes were on Zoey slowly walked out. Her body was still tired but she figured maybe they had coffee or something downstairs. Walking down the hall Zoey decided to check on Louis. His room was empty. 'He woke up before me too? That usually never happens, Louis is a good sleeper.' Walking downstairs Zoey was careful not to make any noise in case anyone was still sleeping.
"Good morning Bill." Zoey greeted as she walked up next to Bill who was at the sink. "GAH! God- Zoey don't do that crap!" Bill complained feeling his heart rise.
"What? I didn't do anything?" Zoey had no idea how she scared Bill but she somehow did so she guessed she might as well apologize for it. "Sorry Bill."
"It's alright just don't sneak up on people like that." Bill ordered Zoey. Zoey grabbed a bowl and then headed over to the shelf where she would find a box of fruity pebbles. Pouring the contents of the box into the bowl Zoey wondered if the milk would still be good, that was probably going to be a no. Looking inside the fridge Zoey scanned the fridge until she spotted milk. 'Powdered milk? That stuff can last for years!'
Zoey got a new bowl and used the water from the sink. All this water must have been coming from a personal storage unit or water generator underground. Putting the bowl down Zoey got the powder and poured it into the bowl and then spun it around with a spoon she found from one of the shelves. After a while the liquid started to look like milk, from there she took her original bowl and poured the cereal into the second one.
Walking into the living room with her cereal Zoey sat down on the couch before greeting everyone.
"Howdy everybody." Zoey greeted as she put her spoon into the bowl.
"Howdy Zoey." Louis greeted, Francis and Slight greeted Zoey similarly. Francis saw what Zoey was eating and decided to question her on it.
"Hey Zoey, you're eating cereal? Isn't that milk like expired?" Francis asked unsure if the milk was still good or not.
"it's powdered milk Francine it can last for years." Zoey answered in a silly matter.
"Oh radical, I'm gonna get me some food too then. I'm starving." Francis went over to the kitchen, Louis went in too, Slight remained on the couch however. 'I don't feel hungry, I don't think I've ever been hungry in a long time actually. Do common infected even need to eat humans to survive? No, so that means I wouldn't have to eat humans to survive either, which also means I don't have to eat anything at all.'
"You're not hungry Slight?" Zoey asked concerned for Slight. He needed to eat to maintain his strength.
"Infected don't need to eat, do get a small craving to shed blood from time to time like a hunger sort of but I'm not feeling that right now." Slight answered indignantly. It kind of upset him that he didn't need to carry out basic human tasks. Deep down inside he knew he didn't belong with the rest of these humans, he was infected but something nagging at him told him that they needed him.
"I feel like as soon as they see you they're gonna shoot you on sight and cut you up into little pieces for other people to eat." Bill said politely sitting down next to Slight.
"Well that's nice. Thank you for sharing your fantasies with us Bill. Don't forget to put out your cigarettes on me too while you're at it." Slight said sarcastically.
Francis and Louis came back with bowls of cereal and sat on the couch.
"If they wonder why I'm so pale I'll just tell 'em I don't get out that often." Slight explained while watching the tv. At the moment some guy who was tied up was being brought out in public. The man looked like a body builder.
"Connor Murphy! What are your last words before I read your sentence?" The woman asked as the camera zoomed in on his face.
"All I did was take off my shirt! What did I do?" Connor asked seemingly anxious that his life was about to be taken.
"Because of the crimes that you have wrongfully committed… We are sentencing you to five years in jail. Enjoy losing your butthole virginity." The lady mercilessly said.
"I did nothing wrong!" Connor was then hauled away, out of the view of the camera.
"Wow what a poor guy." Louis said feeling terrible for the man. Francis and Slight were too busy laughing at what the woman said to care. Bill turned off the TV and stood over the rest of the group.
"All right everyone, we're gonna get our guns and storm out." Bill announced.
"Can you wait until we finish our cereal?" Zoey asked she was nowhere near finished eating. Bill sighed deeply and sat down.
"Fine." Bill mumbled with attitude. Once everyone was finished eating the group went over to the table where the medkits were and grabbed guns.
Louis grabbed ahold of a trusty sniper rifle, he wanted to be precise and accurate with his targets. Zoey spotted two M1911's. Knowing that handgun ammo was the most apparent kind of ammunition out there she knew it would be the right decision to take them. Francis picked up a reliable Tactical shotgun these babies always came in handy for any kind of enemy. Bill knows instantly what he's going to take, grabbing his M-16 assault rifle Bill smiles as he injects a fresh magazine into the beauty.
Slight watches as the others all choose their weapons. He knits his brow in indignation. He doesn't recall using a weapon in a long time. Everyone here seems like they wouldn't make it without a proper firearm but Slight didn't need one.
"What's the matter Angelo? Forgot how to use a weapon?" Bill says amused at the face Slight was making.
"Look I am my own weapon. My bare hands and legs could solve any problem if need be." Slight scoffs correcting Bill on what was reality of the situation.
"Really? Not even a pistol?" Zoey questions trying to encourage Slight into getting one.
"It would only slow me down. Let us leave before we waste any more precious time." Slight suggested thinking of how possibly far the place would be.
"How are you going to be of use to the team then?" Bill interrogates furiously. He didn't want a light weight slowing them down.
"I can sense other infected so that's one. And the other infected will refuse to attack me, so I can get you guys out of sticky situations if it ever came to that. I could also transport you guys from roof to roof safely if you wanted but that would waste too much time. In the event of one of you getting injured badly I can pick you up and carry you on my back because I'm strong enough to carry you while disposing infected at the same time." Slight listed helpful things he could think of that could be of use to the team.
"He seems like he can be of great use. Even if he was useless he would still be more useful than any of us because he's a sentient infected he could literally cure everything." Zoey added into the mix. Slight nodded his head at Zoey in appreciation.
"Enough jibber jabber let's get the heck outta here." Francis complained.
"Is everyone ready?" Zoey asked, everyone nodded.
Moving on everyone noticed how extremely misty it was outside. It was hard to see past the haze. They were going to have to rely on Slight to be their eyes and ears. It was sp00ky knowing that their enemies could pop out at any minute, they just hoped they didn't bump into any scary skeletons.
"Anything we should be worried about Angelo?" Bill asked checking his surroundings.
"Not yet, Louis which way do we move?" Slight said also checking his surroundings.
"This way, follow my lead you guys." Louis said jogging down the street. After a good half hour of walking everyone was beginning to lose faith in Louis's lead.
"Are we almost there yet?" Francis asked annoyed at how much they were walking. His body wanted to just give up already.
"Don't worry Francis, we should be there in no time!"
After an eternity of walking they still hadn't made it there. Now everyone was definitely pissed off. Their legs were hurting bad, who knew walking could hurt this much? Time seemed to drag on it just wouldn't end.
"… You fucking liar Louis, we've been at this for hours and we still haven't made it yet. Why I oughta shove my foot up your ass." Francis threatened with a low and tired voice.
"Whoa Francis! Stay away from me man, it's not my fault that it's a long way, and I have no control over that. I have a rifle and I'm not afraid to use it!" Louis explained slowly walking away from Francis in fear that he would attack him. He didn't have the energy to run.
"Will you two please cut it out! It's not like the place is just gonna disappear when we get there, it'll be there when we get there." Bill said rather annoyed. He could seriously have another smoke right now but he was running low on cigarettes. Zoey didn't like this anymore than Francis and Louis but threatening to kill each other was too much.
Slight didn't know what these guys were complaining about he could go on for years. Maybe his body really was perfect. Being infected did have its perks from time to time.
"I feel bad for you guys." Slight said walking casually.
"Why?" Francis asks timidly.
"Because you guys aren't infected, if you were you'd be able to move all way." Slight said confidently.
"You cocky son of a bitch. I would come over there and beat the ever living shit outta you but you're lucky I'm too tired to do that." Francis revealed.
"Let's take a break, like Bill said it's not like that place is going anywhere." Louis suggested. Bill thought about it for a moment and decided it would be the right thing to do. They needed to recharge in case they found infected along the way.
"Sounds fine. But only for a minute or two." Bill said sitting down on a worn out car.
Slight to keep himself from being bored decided he should sharpen his claws. Going over to a nearby tree Slight extended his hands out to the tree and started to rip bark off the tree. Slight was amused at how easy it was to rip the thing to shreds.
Zoey secretly watched Slight from afar. A week ago she had hated Hunters but now she had shared a bed with one. She was probably the first human in existence to make love to someone who was full on infected. 'Those claws of his are pretty sharp. Wait a second…'
"Um guys?" Zoey said unsure of what they were going to do.
"What's up Zoe?" Bill asked attending to Zoey.
"How are we going to explain Slight's claws to them? His pale skin and claws are going to get him shot in an instant." It was beginning to look bad for them. Slight started to give out a low growl that was almost unheard by Zoey. Slight stopped growling and folded his arms. His face was hidden by his hood but Zoey could tell he was probably frowning.
"Why don't you guys go in without me." Slight suggested in a quiet voice.
"No way we're gonna leave you behind Angelo." Louis said. "Yeah you're part of the team now." Francis quickly added.
"No. I mean you guys go in. Explain to the schmucks what the deal is and then maybe they'll let me in." Slight explained.
"What if they don't want to let you in? We'll never see each other again." Zoey worried. She cared for Slight and saw herself becoming something more than friends with each other.
"Don't worry Zoe. I'll just find my way into another base, have them cure this thing and then I'll come find you. How hard can it be?" Slight said trying to soothe Zoey's worries.
"I'm pretty damn sure all bases have the same rules and views kid." Bill dismissed thinking on the more logical side. Louis felt bad for Slight being a sentient infected was a gift and a curse. Zoey felt the same. Francis and Bill both knew that the reality of things were cold at times and if you wanted to deal with it you would have to learn to suppress feelings from time to time.
"You know what, I think –" Slight stopped in mid sentence. Something was wrong very wrong. Looking all around him Slight couldn't put his finger on it, something was coming but he didn't know what. It was an unfamiliar presence his senses were tingling so much right now. That usually meant that the approaching infected were coming in numbers.
"Slight you good?" Louis asked. Zoey knew what was happening… What would it be this time a Hunter, Smoker, boomer, Jockey, Spitter, Witch, Charger, Tank? None of those sounded good to her. Special infected always bugged the crap out of her.
"Everyone get your guns ready, something new is coming." Slight announced in a combat stance. The group went back to back. Surveying the mist it would be hard to spot the targets until it was too late. A noise… Out in the distance a howl is heard.
"Ah shit I hate dogs." Francis said. Zoey thought that now wasn't the time for his running gag but she could sure agree with him on that one if they were infected dogs. Slight started to growl again.
Out from the mist a jumping wolf came pinning Francis to the ground. More came and the survivors unloaded a gaggle of bullets into them too occupied to help Francis. Holding the thing back it just kept chomping getting closer and closer with each bite. Francis screams in fear not wanting to get bitten.
The sound of something snapping is heard amongst the sound of gunshots going off. Francis opens his eyes and sees that the things neck was snapped.
"Get up Francis we need you right now." Slight said reaching his hand out to Francis. Francis grabs his cold hand and is immediately pulled up onto his feet.
Zoey sees two dogs coming her way. She aims her left pistol on the first and her right pistol on the second. Letting out as many shots as she can in the shortest amount of time the two dogs fall in mid air dead. Another dog comes jumping on her leg and then two others appear biting both of her hands.
Louis got pinned from behind falling hard onto the ground because Zoey wasn't able to cover him. These things were like vicious/rabid wolves! Bill stops to reload but is pounced on from the side.
"HELP! GET THIS THING OFF OF ME!" Louis cried. Francis shot the thing point blank. Slight dropped onto the dogs back breaking its spine, then he slashed the one on the left off her hand and did the same with the right one. Zoey has no time to thank him pointing her guns at the dog on Bill she blasts it off of him. Bill was always grateful to be saved. Louis couldn't be anymore happy knowing he was fine. And Francis was realizing that Slight had just saved him. He was starting to warm up to him. Zoey was just as grateful as Bill.
More dogs could be heard howling in the distance. The sound of pattering dog feet could be heard from afar. They were coming, and they were very hungry.
Slight soared in the air in the direction of the infected he was sensing. He lands kicking a dog , and then spinning 360 to back slash another dog with his left hand. A dog tries going past him but he upper cut slashes the beast effectively dispatching it. He kills more and more growling as time goes on. His claws makes light work of the infected coming his way.
He knows they're all dead but his endless thirst for violence and supremacy isn't quenched yet. He continues to claw at a dead dog ripping open its stomach revealing its intestines. He proceeds to cut until the things vital organs are completely ruined.
"Angelo enough it's dead already." Bill said appearing from the mist. Slight stands still, continuous growls are heard. His hands are dripping blood. The others caught up with them. Zoey saw the body laying dead next to Slight. She remembered him saying he had urges to shed blood but she would have never guessed he was this violent.
"Are you okay Slight?" Zoey asked looking at Slight shyly. Slight relaxed into a normal stance.
"Yeah… I'm good." Slight said. "I think that's the last of them. C'mon let's keep moving." Slight finished.
"I hate to say it Slight but with that blood all over your hands and clothes it's gonna be hard to convince the military to let you in." Francis said morosely. Zoey's brow knit she didn't know what she was going to do if Slight wasn't allowed to enter. Every time she laid eyes on him her heart beat felt different. She would really miss him if he were gone. Finding the right guy was hard but Zoey was sure that Slight was that right someone. It was hurting her dearly every time someone mentioned something about Slight not being able to get in the base.
Slight didn't really care that he wouldn't be accepted. He knew he was different and that was something he needed to learn to live with. The only thing that bothered him was that he would never see Zoey again. This was actually pretty scary to him. He already lost one girl in this world he didn't need to lose another.
The group ventured further down the road for another eternity until they could see the base. The front walls were in view, Zoey thought the walls were huge. Bill stopped walking and the others threw him quizzical expressions.
"This is it. Any thoughts of turning back Russo?" Bill questioned. Slight took off his hoodie being that he didn't want to be picked off immediately. Zoey shyly admired his muscles in front of the others. It was going to suck so hard if they couldn't bring him over.
"If I wanted to turn back I would have done it hours ago." Slight said indifferently. Zoey was glad to see that Slight wasn't having second thoughts.
"I'll wait here, come back for me if they'll let me in." Slight said indifferently. Zoey didn't like the idea. He would probably wait out all night in the cold before leaving if he wasn't allowed in. And spending time away from him was going to be hell. Ever since they got close and intimate she felt this need to always be near him. She didn't know how to explain it but the need was there.
"If they don't let ya in Slight don't try hopping over the walls you'll get yourself killed." Francis warned seeing that he had a tough persona he would know what a tough person would try to do.
"That idea already crossed my mind. I would be dead in seconds." Slight revealed.
"Never forget about me Slight." Zoey said hugging Slight as fast as she could. Slight was shocked at first but then returned the hug with a warm smile on his face that Zoey similarly had.
"It was a pleasure meeting you Angelo." Louis said while viewing the base with a cold face. He also didn't like the idea of Slight staying back alone by himself. Francis and Bill said their goodbyes and then went on leaving Zoey and Louis behind. Louis shook Slight's hand, and left. Zoey stared into Slight's eyes and went close to him, kissing him on the cheek she was ready to go now.
"Alright the moment of truth is here you guys let's see if they'll let us in." Zoey said walking up to the front walls. At the the top there were two snipers stationed staring at them. The men seemed to be signaling down to the people below.
It took a while but soon the doors were opened. Walking past the security one of the detectors went off.
"What? Damn things busted, they don't even look infected and the things going off. This is the second time this happened." The marine said aggravated. "Second time? When was the first time?" Francis asked.
"A month ago when these two guys named Brad and Desmond came." The marine said pissed as ever. How were they suppose to maintain a healthy population when the detectors couldn't find the real people infected. "Just go… When I find that little fucker who made these things I'm gonna grab 'em by the balls and squeeze 'em until they're jelly." The marine said practically growling the words through gritted teeth. 'Damn. I'd hate to get on his bad side.' Zoey thought laughing to herself. She would have to warn who ever made those detectors if she ever met him or her.
Francis has a sudden realization. The machine wasn't broken… They really were infected! So why weren't they turning then? This made absolutely no sense. At least he thought it did until he thought more about it. They must have been immune to the virus. All four of them were. 'Wow! What are the chances of that!'
A man wearing a vest with a dress shirt under that walked up to them. He had combed hair groomed to the side.
"Welcome, I will be your navigator. I will be showing you where all the stuff is at. Oh how typical of me I forgot to mention my name. It's Daniel. We've been expecting you, I knew you guys would make it. Desmond told me all about your group." Daniel finished introducing himself. Zoey decided she should do the same.
"My name's Zoey but you can call me Zoe. That loser over there is Francis, just kidding. His name is Louis he's really nice, and this is Bill." Zoey introduced all of them to make things quick. Daniel looked at Bill and could immediately tell he was the leader of the group. Going over to shake his hand he smiled friendly like.
"I believe you're the leader of the group because of your militaristic attire. Glad to meet you all. Any questions before we start?" Daniel asked wondering if there were any questions to be answered.
"Actually we do have one question. Is there anyway we can speak to your leader?" Bill asked worrying that the answer would be no. Daniel's brow knit.
"That can only happen if you complete a mission for us but I can schedule a meeting on one condition."
"What would that be?" Zoey asked. "That you all give us your word to do missions that no other person is willing to do after the meeting is done."
"We can handle anything." Francis smugly said. Daniel smiled.
"I'll give you the tour after you meet our leader. I don't think they're busy right now."
Meanwhile in the Base conference room. Everyone is wearing the usual attire. A standard dress shirt with a black tie. There are few marines standing guard with M-16 assault rifles ready for battle. Only three men stand out. One of those men starts to speak while pointing to a chart.
"We need to do something about this infection that's been spreading throughout the base. Because the detectors aren't working I believe some infected individuals have gotten through undetected." Said the first man wearing a black suit, with a white dress shirt ,with a black tie. One of the other three had white hair, an eye patch, and black combat armor. The third man who stood out was wearing similar attire to the first man.
"Perhaps the testers aren't invalid. What if the ones who were said to be infected are infected?" The third man said with his hand on his chin. The first man shook his head.
"That makes no sense they would have turned already if that were the case." The first man said.
"I think not, it is possible that they could very well be immune. I fathom that their presence causes others to fall sick to the virus. We should look further into this matter. I don't like how open ended all of this seems." The third man said coldly. Just then the door swung open and everyone looked over to see that it was Daniel.
"These new members are willing to go on that suicide mission sir. Oh and the detectors went off again saying they were infected meanwhile they don't even show signs of being infected." Daniel said standing aside so that the others could enter. Zoey noticed how there were guards in the room ready to shoot at any passing second.
"Daniel what have I told your insolent hide about interrupting our meetings." The first man said grimly. "Oh… Sorry Jack" Is all that Daniel could say.
"Have some forbearance Jack. For this is good news to our foundation." The third man said darkly.
"You said the detectors went off." The third man asked.
"Yes they went off Mark, just now." Daniel said.
"Yeah, I think it's because we're immune to the virus. We could be major help out there in the field." Francis said revealing the third man's theory to be candid. That was the first time any of them in the group had heard that, it would really explain a lot.
"Then that settles it. We should separate those to be immune from the regular population and have a few selected to be tested. This is sublime news, this means that we can finally get our research division to get some work done. This makes the idea of the virus being irrevocable seem invalid." Mark said.
"As for that mission we will be letting General Constantine to be your mission handler. He will explain the mission in further details to you tomorrow. Is this all that you needed to inform us of?" Mark asked intrigued.
"Actually no, we wanted to let you know that we found a Hunter that is sentient. He is human like and we were wondering if he could enter so you guys could study him to try and find a cure." Bill said talking slowly trying to find the right words. Jack stood up from his chair and signaled the marines to point their firearms at them.
"Bring an infected inside the base? Treacherous hogwash!" Jack yelled as Marines held up their guns.
"DO NOT POINT YOUR WEAPONS WITHIN THE DAMN CONFERENCE ROOM YOU INSIGNIFICANT PIECES OF SHIT." Mark roared from his seat slamming the table. The marines looked puzzled as if they didn't know who to take orders from.
"No! Get them out of here! They're willing to compromise base integrity." Jack screamed. "You're a fool Jack, this Hunter could prove useful to our research division." Constantine added to Mark's speech from before.
"… Tell me. Does this Hunter have a name?" Mark asked. "Yes, we named him Slight but his real name is Angelo Russo." Zoey answered.
"Is this Hunter able to communicate?" Mark asked another question this one being important.
"Yes, he can talk very intelligible." Bill said fixing his beret.
"Very well then. I shall see to it that annexing him in is feasible." Mark said getting up to the intercom. Pressing the button Mark spoke into the device so that his voice could be heard all throughout the base.
"Attention base militants and occupants. A special inhabitant will be arriving shortly. You are to not dispose of this new member. If anyone is caught doing so severe reprimands will be placed on those who did so. I hope I have made my simple words clear enough for you to understand the levity of these orders." Mark said ending it off darkly. Jack didn't like this, he was staring at Mark with a cold frown on his face.
"What are YOU staring at Jack. Do I have to repeat what happened last Wednesday?" Mark threatened harshly. Just then Jack reached into his suit, Mark did the same and both were staring at the ends of each other's suppressed M1911's. The marines in the room aimed their guns at both Mark and Jack not knowing which to aim at.
"Put down the weapons!" A marine screamed ordering them to stop. Zoey was shocked by how much civil war was going on in here. She was just glad that one of the sides was on her side.
"I didn't like you since day one Mark, don't force me to show my dark side." Jack said broodingly.
"As for me I don't waste my time not liking people. I have higher jurisdiction than you. You think you have the balls to do me in then do it. Pull the fucking trigger!" Mark requested. He was getting sick of playing these games with Jack. If he died under Jack's hands, Jack would be in serious trouble. Jack screamed before firing off a shot, the bullet whizzed past Mark and hit a picture frame behind him.
"You're lucky that missed me Jack. Or else I would have put you in excruciating pain." Mark threatened.
After things calmed down Mark escorted the group downstairs where a Humvee was waiting to pick them up.
"You two can stay with me so that we can discuss more about this miraculous Hunter." Mark said to Bill and Zoey seeing that there were only four seats where one of them was already taken by a marine, two other ones would be seated by Louis and Francis and the last one would be occupied by Slight.
Louis and Francis got in the Humvee and the marine drove off to the front gates.
"I don't like how conflicted these guys are." Louis said looking out the window. "I don't like it either. We better be careful with that slippery cunt named Jack. He doesn't seem right to me." Francis said.
"Executives Mark and Jack have been like this for ages. General Constantine is his own man. I think it's good to have a split because no one man should have all that power. Which way is he?" The driver asked.
"Over there." Louis pointed. Driving down the road a small dot in the distance soon got bigger and was revealed to be Slight who was stretching various muscles in his body at the moment. His hood was wrapped around his pants buckle by the sleeves. The car pulled up and Slight stopped stretching.
"Yo Angelo get in before we decide to leave ya out here!" Louis joked.
Slight got in the Humvee and the vehicle proceeded to drive off back to the base.
"Grazie." Slight thanked in Italian. Francis's eyebrows were raised. 'Grazie? Was that Italian?'
"Listen you guinea, speak English so we can understand you." Francis said harshly. Slight laughed in his seat.
"You're lucky you've been on the team longer than me Francis otherwise I'd have to kill you for that." Slight said while punching Francis on the shoulder.
"Ow!" Francis yelled.
Back at base Zoey and Bill were discussing with Mark about Slight.
"We're not lying when we tell you he knows how to speak." Bill repeated smugly.
"I don't have any reason to believe that you're not being truthful. I would love to meet this Angelo Russo he sounds interesting. Tell me, how are his combat abilities?" Mark asked enjoying the nice weather it was finally warming up and the mist was gone.
"He's able to take on many opponents at once. I'm sure if he takes his time he can take people out one by one. I once got cornered by him in an alleyway and he scared the heck out of me. Other infected don't seem to react to him. He's strong enough to lift people up and put them on his back so he can jump far distances. Oh and he doesn't like to use guns. That's all I can say about that." Zoey answered knowing first hand how stealthy Slight could be and how strong he was.
"Sounds exceptional. Ah here they are now." Mark alerted with excitement. The Humvee pulled up and everyone got out including the Marine.
"Good work Montana." Mark said to the Marine. "You must be Angelo Russo. I would shake your hands but I notice you've been to work." Mark laughed noticing the blood on Slight's hands. Zoey wouldn't shake hands either if someone had just shed blood and guts with their bare hands.
"Yeah sorry about that." Slight apologized.
"Tomorrow you will be participating in a suicide mission." Mark notified Slight.
"Sounds fun." Slight remarked with a smug smile.
"Then once you return we will have you under study so that we can potentially expand our knowledge of the virus." Mark added. Slight felt indifferent about all of this but this was reminding him a lot of something. Something that was biting at him.
"I can't wait." Slight said. Daniel came from out of the blue with a smile on his face.
"You guys ready for that tour now?" Daniel asked. Zoey was excited to get around this place. It was going to be fun getting to finally be able to call a place home.
"I believe they are." Mark said. Daniel escorted them away.
Daniel showed them all around. The place was huge. There was a gym, a guns cache, A library, multiple stores that contained food, a farm, multiple apartment buildings, A strip club, A car storage, and then the research division. The last stop was at another apartment building. By the time they made it there it was on the brink of night.
"Because I've received special orders I've been instructed to bring you to a vacant building. Try not to make contact with other survivors unless they're named Desmond or Brad. Because you're immune you have the possibility of infecting other civilians." Daniel gave them a key to the building and walked off.
Entering the building the group walked up stairs until they got to the second floor. Using the key on the other doors they opened without a problem. Louis walked into his apartment. Francis entered his. Bill did the same. Next Zoey went to go inside hers but Slight came in with her.
"Slight what are you doing?" Zoey asked.
"What, you're not gonna let me in now Zoe. That's pretty cold." Slight said exaggerated making it seem as if he were hurt.
"No you idiot it's because they're gonna think we're doing something." Zoey explained. Slight smirked and stepped further inside.
"Let them think what they want to think Zoey." Slight said. Zoey rolled her eyes and closed the door behind them. Zoey took off her shoes, Socks, and jacket. Then she went over to the mattress practically jumping on it. Slight washed his hands in the bathroom and came back. Slight got on the bed and couldn't stop staring at Zoey she was just too captivating.
"When things go back to normal what's the first thing you're gonna do Zoe?" Slight asked. Zoey already thought of this countless times already. She would get her film career back on track.
"Start my movie career." Zoey revealed looking up into the ceiling. Slight thought that making movies was hard but most film makers were probably dead so she'd have a good shot. Even if she struggled he would be there for her.
"What kind of movies would you make?" Slight asked interested in her.
"A horror movie about me and you. About how this young girl use to hate Hunters until one day one magical Hunter finds her and it starts the beginning of a beautiful relationship." Zoey said while smiling. Slight wrapped his arms around Zoey and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"You're mine. All mine. And I'm yours." Slight said cuddling with Zoey. Zoey started to laugh while rolling her eyes. It was silly but charming.
"You're some Romeo." Zoey joked. Slight nibbled on her ear just then. "Ow! Don't do that Slight." Zoey demanded. Slight continued to nibble on her ear but this time more gentle.
"If you don't stop I'm going to hurt you Slight." Zoey said. Slight slapped Zoey on the ass and sat up in the bed.
"Hurt me how?" Slight asked. "Oh my god you're such an idiot." Zoey laughed.
"You know you still owe me right?" Slight said. Zoey knit her brow in confusion.
"How?" Zoey asked.
"You got to finish last time meanwhile Bill had to interrupt me so I never got to finish" Slight responded. Zoey laughed to herself and stretched in bed.
"I'll repay the favor tomorrow right now I want some shut eye."
"I could catch some Z's too." Slight yawned. Sleep took over their bodies. They had come a long way but it was worth it. Zoey slept soundly. Slight rustled in his sleep. Tomorrow was a big day ahead of them, would they be ready?
Author's note: I featured Connor Murphy in this story who is a real life person. Some people say he's cocky but he does what he does for entertainment, to inpire and motivate, and for his career. Even though he got screwed in this story I still like him. I look forward to cameoing more real life people. This chapter is not as long as the last chapter but I hope it suffices.