There was dead silence in the war room. Sitting around the table were various military generals and men in suits, all of which were tugging at their collars nervously. Projected on the wall was a live graph, being updated with the data as they received it. The room had no lighting aside from the projection, but it was more than enough to see the reactions and looks of all present. Sweat was pouring down their necks and they were quite obviously spooked. Hushed whispers echo throughout the war room chamber, as men talk to each other about pulling their stocks and running away. The attitude of the room was dread.
Except for one man. He sat at the end of the table, hands put together in front of his face. Dressed in a simple light blue suit, he watched the graph numbers rise with no visible emotion. His bald head did not shine with sweat, and his rough hands did not shake. He did not pull at the stray strings of his suit, nor did he tap his leather shoes. He was still, and calm. His emerald eyes scanned the graph, as they have since it was turned on.
"Chungus Death and Infection Numbers", the graph read. So far thousands have fallen either dead or to the chungus turning infection. Thousands that will never walk among us, that is as a human. This man put this graph up here to make a point.
A point that he and his organization were needed. That he was a "necessary expense". His eyes twitched at that sentence, the one hed read over and over again in the finance report. They were considering cutting his foundation out of the budget. Yet he was so lucky that the Infection suddenly spurred. So lucky, some had started suspecting him. However, this was far from what he wanted.
He stands up from his chair, making the only noise in the room. A dozen heads turn to look his direction. The man was not a tall individual, but he commanded the room. "Gentlemen," he spoke," I am Elmer Fudd. I am the Co-Lead of the foundation you were considering cutting from the budget. What you are seeing there is a current update of lives lost to the Chungus Invasion and Infection. We - "
"IMPOSSIBLE!" one of the generals shouts as they stand from their seat."The Chungus were gone extinct over 40 years ago! The Yosemite Family took out the Mother Chungus, there cannot be any more of them!" Elmer Fudd looked over the general who hopped up, with a look that conveyed disgust. "Yet here we are, General. So I suggest you take your seat and listen to how we have these beasts back again, instead of interrupting me and wasting my time and dozens of lives." The General sat back down, a shameful red taking his face over.
"As I was saying," Elmer began again," We have tracked the source of the Infection to Baghdad. It is suspected that this breed of Chungus is lab-grown, as the result of an experiment by one Vladimir Chungus." An incredulous look overtook many of the people present when they heard the name. "Yes, yes it is a humorous name for the given circumstance but we must get back on track. Vladimir Chungus is a former Russian Biological Engineer." Upon saying this, the projection was changed to a picture of Vladimir Chungus. He was a bald, unshaven mess. His beard trailed to his chest and he had crazy brown eyes with heavy bags on them. "He was the lead researcher in Artificial Biological Life. He was playing God, so to speak." A bunch of whispers entered the room once again before Elmer coughed to get the attention." He was presumed dead when his home in Chechnya was bombed in 2006 as part of a Top Secret Operation during the Checnean War, and his body was never found. However, this does not appear to be the case." The projection changes to satellite images zoomed in on a compound in the middle of a small town settled in the mountains. "We believe this to be the home of Vladimir, who was seen entering it on December 19th of 2011. He has not been seen exiting it, but reports of those who live in the town have met him during parties he has thrown. Now, his connection to the Chungus Virus currently infecting the Southern US and Central Middle-East is as follows."
The projection changes again to numerous pictures of trucks and creatures in cages. "These trucks were seen driving into the compound and loading several covered cages, which witness reports note as being 'moving and making snarling noises'. These same trucks were later found in a back alley of Baghdad, with all the cages broken and several men dead." The projection changes to the scene, with many of the suits in the room making gagging noises.
The image shown was 4 men dressed in black private security uniforms, laying on the floor torn to shreds. Their chests were torn open, and one looks like it was thrown against a wall of the alley. Three cages are shown, each I varying degrees of destruction and conditions. One of the three trucks there was on its side, smoke trailing from its engine.
"The cages were 8 feet tall, by a floor area of 12 ft. Evidence covered at the scene was one broken tooth and several shredded grey hairs. Since January 7th of this year, abductions in Baghdad grew exponentially, until 29% of the city's population was unaccounted for. No one knew what was going on until February 12th, when we caught this on video." The projection changes to a video of a man approaching a door that is slightly ajar. There is a tearing and snarling noise coming from the room and a trail of blood leading into it. The man is seen opening the door and then screaming and running, dropping the phone he was recording on int he process. In doing so, the camera was pointing right into the room, were illuminated by the moonlight was a 7 foot tall and large animal holding a goat with its hands. It has two very large ears and bright yellow eyes, and in its mouth were two huge white fangs.
"This is a Chungus. It is very different from the previous Chungus we know about, differing in an extra 3 feet in height and several more pounds of muscle." Elmer straightens his tie, coughing. Seeing that video brought back bad memories, no matter how many times he watched it or tried to suppress those memories. The blood that was poured. "Excuse me. This wave of Chungus is different, but there is one main issue that has made this extremely important." Elmer Fudd reaches under the table and takes out a jar, its contents looking like applesauce. " It can infect humans with spores from an as-yet-unknown source, and once infected, humans insides slowly gooify before reforming in a Chungus. The Chungus then parasitically eats its way out of the host and begins growing before wreaking havoc." Elmer Fudd opens the jar and pours it out on the table. Its contents spill everywhere, the goop seeping onto the floor. The smell envelops the room, smelling of rotten meat. One of the generals vomits. Laying in the middle of the table is a small shriveled version of what was shown on screen.
"This is what we are up against. I await my funding." Elmer Fudd then stands up, straightens his tie, then leaves the room.