I continued to run down the dirt street as the zombies and the mutations swung and attacked me. I was going to get there in time. I was going to be there before anything happened to him. I winced as one of the plants vines cut my arm. It just grazed it but it bleed and it hurt. I fired behind me not sure if I hit anything but I probably did due to the number of zombies and mutations. I heard a muffled scream of pain to my right. I ran in that direction. What were they doing to him? Did they inject him with that virus?

"Lance hang on!" I called to him.

I ran down the street that had another spot with the green liquid soaking into the dirt road. How was he getting it to bleed? Was he biting it? Yuck. ~~I bit down on it's vine again. It must've been getting pissed at me for biting it because after it wrapped it's vine around my mouth it stabbed my side. I let out a yell that was muffled. Fuck. I struggled to look back. Where were these things taking me? Back to the mansion? No I can't go back there. Not again. Why should I have to go through this?! How did I even get caught up in any of this in the first place where I'd be getting dragged by zombies and plant things to who knows where? If this was a fucking joke it was a pretty dang cruel one. Come on Leon hurry. Please hurry. I heard more gunshots being fired. They were so close now.

"Lance!" I heard him shout almost panicked.

Need another sign for direction? Sorry but I can't at the moment. I struggled to open my mouth for a minute to bite it's vine once again. The liquid slipping into my mouth before I even bit it as it oozed from the wounds that I had inflicted not long ago. I bite down hard on the vine and spat out the disgusting liquid as it once again gushed into my mouth from the new wound. It pulled back for a few seconds. Just long enough for me to call out his name.

"Leon!" I yelled out once again. ~~

I fired at the zombies that blocked my path. A plant creature fell after a few shots. The zombies fell much quicker but there were just so many. At least I had gotten rid of the moths. Stupid things were slowing me down. I called out his name again. Silence. No way. I can't be too late. I just can't be. He had to live. He was the only actual human I had met here. Was I saving him for my personal gain as well as just saving his life? Screw thinking about it. Just run.

"Leon!"

Yes. I ran down the next street. More of the green liquid. I turned the corner. They were taking him back to the mansion. I saw him and the little group that were dragging him. The plants were tag teaming in keeping him bound and the zombies that walked along side I assumed were there to take shots and give the plants time. One of the plants had a vine wrapped around his mouth and it had several bite wounds in it. Lance was bleeding from a wound on his side. His arms were pinned tightly to his sides. His constant struggling was of no use. He hadn't been bitten from what I could see which was good. I fired my gun as the zombies stopped and started toward me. Lance seemed to be trying to say something that sort of sounded like behind you. I turned just in time to see a dog creature lunge at me. I pressed against the wall to evade the dog. I shot it a few times before it went down. I continued to fire at the zombies that continued toward me. The plants were now dragging Lance back up the hill and back to the mansion. No way was this happening. The zombies dropped quickly. I ran to the foot of the hill. I took aim and fired. The bullets struck the plants in the back of their flower bud heads. It took several shots before they fell releasing Lance. I ran up the hill and helped removed the vines that had loosened around him.

"Thanks." He said honestly as he removed the vine from his mouth.

"Are you okay?" I asked him as I stared at the wound.

"I'm fine. I was just a little worried there." He responded looking back down the path.

Lance aimed his gun behind me and fired. I heard the drop of a body behind me. I looked back. Sure enough zombies were coming up behind me. I stood and turned aiming down the path. I fired along with Lance. Mowing down the zombies that came up the path. Dogs dashed up the path and the plants seemed to almost slither up along the path. Why did it have to take so many shots to take down those dogs and plants? I continued to fire. A dog jumped at me. Uh oh. Bang! The dogs attack in mid air and fell to the side at the bullet entered it's mouth and came out the back of it's skull. Nice shot Lance. We stayed there for a few minutes observing our surroundings. Just waiting for more zombies to come out. We lowered our guns. I looked back to Lance who was still on the ground. His breathing kind of labored. He noticed my concerned look. I opened my mouth to say something but he spoke before I could.

"I'm fine."

He forced himself up and started back down the hill a hand over the wound. I followed. He seemed a little unsteady.

"Hey. Just hang on." I stated as I hurried down to him.

He looked at me and stopped. A confused look on his face saying something like 'what' or 'why are we stopping?'

"Here let me help."

He sighed and started back down.

"I'm fine." He repeated.

I was about to say no you're not and argue but I could tell that he had a very stubborn nature and I wouldn't win anyway so I kept my mouth shut. But that didn't mean that I wasn't going to try and help him. I gripped his arm to his surprise and slung it around my neck and kept him walking. He gave me a weird look.

"Persistent bastard." He muttered.

I smiled.

"Yeah that's me." I agreed.

I walked him back down and into the village.

"Ok we're off the hill now. You can let my arm go."

I ignored the comment and walked him to a house that I inspected first before we entered. The place was actually pretty neat besides the flipped over dinner table and the knocked down chairs. I led him over to a bed and set him down on it. I helped him pull off the jacket and the shirt though he didn't want my help like usual. He winced as the shirt brushed against the wound. He let me inspect the wound which I couldn't believe that he did. I went and got some water so I could clean it and anything that I could find to cover it. I sat back looking out the window as the moonlight streamed in. He looked at me.

"What about your cut?" He asked me.

"Huh?" I said looking at it. "Oh right."

He laughed at me.

"How do you forget that?"

He stood. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back down. He shook his head catching what I was getting at even though I said nothing. He pulled my arm off and stood.

"Do you want to get sick?" He asked.

"No I just don't want you to pass out." I answered.

He walked out and I followed him.

"Go push that dresser in front of the door and find something to block the windows. I'll go get something to clean the cut."

I obeyed but called his name a couple of times to make sure that he didn't pass out. He answered sounding kind of annoyed when nothing was wrong. I watched him as he quickly and professionally cleaned the cut. About three times faster than I had cleaned his. He must've been frustrated by how slow I cleaned his even if he didn't let on to that. I stood and walked to the door.

"Night." I yawned.

"Night." He said back laying down.

I walked to the next room over. I lay on the bed. I tried to sleep but couldn't something was bothering me. They were taking him back to the mansion. The zombies hadn't even tried to take a bite out of him. What was so special about him? Why did that lizard woman want to inject him with that virus so badly? Was he hiding something from me? Was he really working for them? No he wasn't. He had been afraid back in the lab when he was on that metal table. I could practically hear how scared he was when he called out my name earlier. He had been scared enough to ask for my assistance though I knew he didn't want to. Did he care if I was to get hurt because he told me something or did he just not want to tell me because I worked for the government? What was he hiding? I had to ask him something. I pulled myself out of the bed and opened the door to the room he was in. Sleeping. I sighed and closed the door. I walked through the single leveled house checking to make sure every opening was blocked completely. Making sure that there were to weak points to it. I walked to the cupboards and checked the fridge. Well we had food to eat and to take with us tomorrow morning or afternoon. Depends on how long we slept and what happened during that time. I went back to bed.