A/N: I don't own it….we all know that.
Chapter 3
Okinawa Military Base One year ago…..
"Mr. Argiano, these tests are very unstable. I don't think it's wise to release this data to the military.." George said, looking at the clipboard of the subject's progress in the last month.
"Don't be so negative, Mr. Holtz," Argiano said, looking intently at the subject in the protective cubicle. "Every great discovery has it's risks, we need to increase za subject's aggravation levels."
George Holtz looked at his superior with fear, the subject's rage was already extremely evident. The sounds of the creature's pounding, snarling, and banging. The creature looked at Argiano with dilated eyes, it's need glowering out at them.
"But sir.." George protested but was cut short.
"No questioning, now please increase za levels." Van looked on with interest as George pushed a button, a piercing sound began inside the cubicle--a loud constant beeping. The creature's leathered skin began to twitch, and he yelled louder, grasped and pounded harder. Banging and banging until the protective glass began to shear. The soldiers guarding the cubicle backed away in fear, the shearing began to spread…..
"It's too late to go out now, Namie." Kai scolded, he was putting away can goods he had gotten from the scavenge before. And now, Namie was complaining about no canned fruits to eat. Kai knew the girls were barely scraping by without their transfusions, they needed constant sustenance from the canned goods they brought. But to venture out at night was too risky.
"I understand, but Riku and I can make it." She said. "We know where all the major scavenge places are, we'll take guns, we'll be careful…"
"NO! That is out of the question!" Kai bellowed, since it was just three women, a baby, and himself; Kai had to make sure everyone was well protected. Whether they could defend themselves or not wasn't his concern, it was keeping them safe and sound.
"But Uncle Kai! All you have to do is let us try! We are going crazy just staying here!" Namie protested.
"Staying here is what keeps us alive! We don't know how far the virus has spread, for all we know the entire country of Japan is deserted!" Kai yelled back.
"We won't know that unless we try! Please uncle, if we can just….." But she was cut off by Kai's defiant glare. He could be stubborn, but he did it for the good of everyone.
"Fine, just forget it." And with that Namie walked back to her room in the safehouse.
Kai watched her go with dismay, he didn't mean to be so harsh. But with creatures like that out on the loose he wasn't going to take the chance of one of them getting infected. He suddenly felt arms wrap around his neck from behind and head gently placed on his shoulder.
"You know they mean well." Reiko's voice whispered. "They aren't used to this kind of lifestyle, which they shouldn't."
"What do you want me to do? Let them go out there in an infested world?" Kai asked his wife.
"You just need to realize that they are old enough to take care of themselves, you won't be around forever…..and they…." Kai nodded at his wife's words, he wouldn't be around forever but his nieces would.
"I just worry." he sighed.
"As you should," Reiko then turned her husband around to face her and gave him a tender kiss on the lips, "but sometimes holding too tightly, will make them want to let go harder."
Okinawa Military Hospital…
Her eyes opened, this time easily from the lack of sunlight. She was still lying on the ground with her wounds all but disappearing. The process of her healing was slowed without blood to quicken it. Whoever or whatever it was that helped her was gone now. She touched her face, wiping away the liquid stains of red that were there before. She was loosing it without eating, the vision of her chevalier was so vivid--it was like he was standing right there before she fainted.
She picked herself up and looked around at the military field, no sign of anymore fiends as it were. The Hospital loomed in the distance, beckoning her. She limped her way toward it.
Whatever that thing that attacked her was, it wasn't human. Infact, it hadn't been human for some time. But what she did know, was that it once was. Remembering the newspaper she had found before, the claim that some virus was causing a pandemic for the country….
Night had fallen, she made it to the hospital with no help from her limping side. The hospital's automatic doors were permanently opened which was convenient for her--no need to break in. She walked past the waiting rooms, the doctors offices--all littered with paper, overturned tables, chairs knocked over, and blood stains. Down the hallway she looked up and saw that the Laboratory was on the third floor.
"Just great." She said aloud. It didn't take a genius to know that the elevators weren't going to work, she would have to take the stairs--much to her weak health.
"cling" the tell tale of metal hitting a floor, a sound that she did not make.
She halted her footing on the first step of the stairwell.
"clang" another metallic collision--this time closer.
She nearly flew up the steps, bad hip disregarded. Whatever it was, she couldn't fight it in her condition and sweet nectar was only two floors away. Racing up the flights of stairs her heart pounded in her chest, the large door below--the one that connected the stairs to the first floor--was thrown open. She could hear the echo snarling, the same sounds the fiend from before made. The second floor flew by her eye sight as she raced up for the third, the screeching leathered man eater just steps behind her.
The third floor was sanctuary, she lunged into the door and quickly closed it behind her. Holding her back against it, the fiend pounding it's way in, she spotted an axe in casing above her. She had to time it perfectly, as the fiend would step back in effort to slam the door--she would have to jump up and grab the axe. One..two..three….and she jumped.
She broke the glass with quick reflexes, her hand bloodied by the cuts. The axe grabbed firmly in hand she slammed back into the door as the fiend pushed it open, earning a loud 'uh' from the exertion.
The axe blade was shoved right in between the door's opening. This earned her time to find the blood deposits. Her eyes darted up to look at the signs on the doors….radiology..laboratory.
"AHA!" she cried out. Slamming all her body weight into the door. She inspected the broken beakers, test tubes, and chemicals spilled everywhere. There underneath the desk was a small cooler, labeled "specimen 23 blood samples". 'Goldmine" she thought. But as she lifted the lid, she paused.
"haa…" It was like a hiss just outside the door, and it didn't sound like one--but dozens. The figures of them silhouetted the door's glass window. She emptied the cooler of it's contents--about three dozen blood packets and ripped off the end of one. It slid down her parched lips like velvet, her senses heightened ten-fold, and her eyes took on their primitive scarlet glow…she felt rage, more rage then she normally felt.
As the crowd of undead scraped at the lab door, She could feel herself being pulled into a sense of yearning--a yearning to kill. The door flew off it's hinges without effort, and she took her stance and beckoned them all…..her smile growing bigger with hunger, but not for blood, for the adrenaline.