OMIGOD the third chapter! I've actually got to the third chapter! Usually I'm the one reading and not writing but hey, we have a saying; there is a first time for everything. Like how I'm typing this while Nyan Cat 10 hours is playing on my Turtle Beaches that I am wearing… Carry on. *takes a bow to the crowd as the lights dim until darkness, hold the screen, and walks off, stage left.*
He looked to the south. "There, they're that way." He took a deep breath as he readied himself for the upcoming fight. He knew it would be big, but he also knew one more thing. Something that he was one hundred percent sure of. Something he had absolutely no doubt of as he leaped off the building towards the group. And that thing was… He would win. Adam crouched and forced the blood to pump to his legs to allow him to leap to the next pair of buildings towards the fight. If he was lucky he was correct with his guess of how many there was, so he tried to check again with his smell and hearing… 2 Boomers, 3 Hunters, 2 Smokers, a Tank, and about 50 Common infected. Just like earlier, but this time he also smelled gasoline and… fire. If it was close to the captors he would have to seriously rethink his plan for possible ways to… dispose of them. But he knew that would be a cinch, these infectees were most likely your run-of-the-mill infected; slow, weak, and unsuspecting. He never had trouble with them, because they went like him. Sure they were the infected but me… I retained some of my humanity, which also usually involves the thing that can make, or break you; your smarts.
As Adam neared the camp he was able to pick out the smells of them nice and clearly. Which means they could too. He had to hide his scent so he stopped and looked around. 'Now how the hell do I hide my scent from those low-grade fuckers?...' Then he spotted a puddle of water just deep enough for him to roll around in. 'Ah and so the solution is discovered…' He leaped over and stopped in front of it. Letting his instincts take over for the rest of the outing, he sniffed the puddle for anything dangerous. Hey, better safe than sorry. 'Nothing wrong here.' He walked into it 'That is, except for the fact that I'm about to soak my favorite pair of clothes in a random puddle on the sidewalk. Oh the things we do for others…' Adam rolled around the in puddle, making sure he was nice and untraceable. 'Oh god, it's so slimy in he- QUIET, WE OWN YOU AND WE DEMAND THAT YOU CEASE THIS BLABBERING IMMEDIATLY!' Adam stopped. "What the fuck was that?" 'WE HAVE DECIDED TO SHOW OURSELVES TO YOU, INSECT. WE ARE THE BEING THAT HARBORS YOUR TRUE DARKNESS AND RAGE. SIMPLY PUT, WE ARE THE INCARNATION OF THE TRUE EVIL THAT LIES INSIDE YOU.' Adam was still surprised at what he was hearing. Well anyone would be. One minute you're hiding your scent, the next a voice inside your head claiming to be the 'true evil' that lives inside you is yelling at you. Some day he's having, huh? 'WE HAVE SEEN YOUR PLIGHT AND DECIDED WE WOULD BE THE ONES TO ENJOY THE THRILL OF THE FIGHT. YOU ARE TOO MUCH OF A 'PANSEY' AS IT IS. ALWAYS TRYING TO AVOID FIGHTS "OHHH, I'M SCARED! LET'S NOT FIGHHHT" OR "OH WAIIIT WE CAN BE FRIEEENDS" PATHETIC! WE WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS ANY LONGER! NOW! RELINQUISH CONTROL TO US!' "Now why the fuck would I do that?! Some 'voice' in my head that claims to be the Incarnation of the 'true evil' that lives in me wants me to give up control of the 'control' to it! I don't even know what control you're talking about!" Adam exclaimed. 'HMPH. WE THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE LIKE THIS, SO WE LOOKED FOR A WAY TO TAKE CONTROL WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT.' 'Consent? I still don't understand any of th-'"AHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHH! OH GO- AHHHHHH! IT HURTS! IT FEELS LIKE I'M GOING TO DI… DI… KILL.
"YESSS… WE FINALLY HAVE CONTROL OF THE LAST CARRIER." This wasn't Adam anymore. No. Adam was long gone compared to the thing in his shoes now. But if you wanted to compare it to him, it would be 11 feet 6 inches tall- twice his size. The claws were now three times longer and three times sharper. It's eyes changed too, though nothing like he meant earlier. The black pupils turned to a blood red; while the rest turned pitch black. You could see the red glow of his eyes even in the eternal darkness his hood provided. His skin was pigmented to a very much darker grey; this monster would have no problem blending into the shadows. A cloud of black gas surrounded it and stretched the clothing for it to fit. Such was a perk of being a regal monster of the dark as it was. It stretched its hulking body. Then it pulled its head back into the air, took a deep breath and roared the Call of the Dark. "RRRRROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAARRRRRRRRRR" Such an action from it shook the very city. A single look at this thing and you could tell that you did not want to get on it's bad side. "NOWWWW… IT'S HIGH TIME WE TOOK OVER THIS CITY… HAHAHA *HACK HACK COUGH* WHATS THIS?" The beast tried to move but it could do no such thing at the moment. 'HMPH IT SEEMS AS IF WE WERE OUT OF THE CONTROLS FOR TOO LONG. WE COULDN'T TAKE OVER THE CITY WITH THIS ONE… HE MUST BE… NO, THE LAST ONE DIED YEARS AGO.' "THERE I'SNT A REASONABLE CHANCE THAT THIS ONE WOULD BE HIM. THIS ONE MUST JUST BE DEFECTIVE… SUCH IS A DOWNSIDE OF AN 'INBRED'. UNLUCKY US." It spat out 'inbred' as if it was something that shouldn't have been possible and revolting at the same time. It sighed or… what seemed like it's version of a sigh. "YES… IT SEEMS WE'LL TO USE THIS ONE FOR A WHILE UNTIL WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO CLEANSE HIS 'SYSTEM' OF THIS UNDESIRABLE FILTH" The beast stood up at it's full height, and if you saw it you would know that even a tank wouldn't stand a chance against it. "WE'VE WAITED THIS LONG… WE CAN WAIT A WHILE LONGER, EVEN IF IT MEANS THAT IT HE WOULD HAVE CONTROL." The beast scoffed. "FEEL HONORED CARRIER; YOU HAVE PARTIAL CONTROL OF THE LAST KING OF DARKNESS. FOR NOW THAT IS..."
As Adam woke, he found himself floating in darkness. "Wh… Where am I?" Adam asked groggily "FOR NOW, YOU ARE IN THE VOID." A dark, resonating voice answered. "Who said that!?" Adam asked, slightly scared by the situation. "WE DID. WE ARE ALL AND NONE OF THE DARKNESS WHICH YOU CLING TO SO. WE ARE THE KINGS OF THE DARKNESS." "Bullshit!" Adam exclaimed while looking around for something. Anything. "SILENCE, YOU FOOL! WE ARE THE FINAL KINGS AND SHALL BE GIVEN THE RESPECT WE ARE ENTITTLED TO!" Adam stayed quiet. He was here, in a random void of darkness. When a voice from a dark void tells you to do something, it's usually in your best interest to listen. "NOW LISTEN TO US. WE HAVE DECIDED TO SHOW OURSELVES TO YOU. WE TIRE OF NOT DOING ANYTHING. WE SAW THAT YOU WERE FINALLY GOING TO GET UP AND FIGHT, SO WE CHOSE THAT THIS WAS THE RIGHT TIME. GIVE US CONTROL AND WE WILL SAVE THIS 'FEMALE' WHICH YOU ARE AFTER." Now why the hell would I do that!? You never told me why earlier!" "WE GUESS IT CANNOT BE HELPED… WE WILL SHOW YOU WHAT YOU ARE REALLY UP AGAINST." 'Up against? What is this thing talking about? "HERE, VIEW AND RELINQUISH CONTROL SO THAT WE MAY 'PLAY' WITH THEM." A small portal like window opened in front of Adam. Through it you could see this area in between a few buildings that before the plague would have been an area to put trash out for collection. Now it was turned into a camp for different infected. There were all kinds of them. Hunters, Boomers, Smokers, Tanks, and even common infected. 'So this must be the encampment I was heading to raid. It must be, but something's different. There's THREE times the infected that I originally thought to be. There's no way I could beat them all!' "DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW, CARRIER? THERE ISN'T A CHANCE THAT YOU COULD DEFEAT THEM." Then Adam saw her in the corner of his eye. In the corner there was a makeshift cage and in that cage was a malnourished little girl, and from the two small red glows, presumably it was a little witch. Then out of nowhere a boomer with a blue shirt with a red stripe on the left shoulder walked over to the girl and smiled an evil grin. Then Adam just barely heard him say "…Feeding time…" Then he slowly reared back and his stomach grew until he released his bile all into the cage, not leaving a single spot uncovered. He laughed a little and then walked away, just in time too. As he stepped away from it the common infected noticed the bile and all started to attack the cage. There were many of them. In a minute the entire cage was covered by the infected and the little witch was nowhere to be seen. The entire scene disgusted Adam to no bounds. He felt his blood boil at the sight of an infected doing something to another infected as cruel as this. He gritted his teeth. "Do it." He said "HM?" the voice questioned. "I SAID DO IT! KILL THEM ALL! MAKE THEM SUFFER AS SHE HAS!" Even though Adam couldn't see the face of the creature he could tell that it was grinning a wide, evil, and sharp toothed grin. "GLADLY." The portal slowly closed and the darkness soon enveloped Adam. He could just barely see the portal before it closed and he was left alone. The last thing he saw was a small glow of red from the portal. 'Don't worry little one, I'll save you soon…'
'HMPH… WITH THE CARRIER NOW ASLEEP IT WILL BE LEAGUES EASIER TO CONTROL THIS BODY. NOW IT IS TIME FOR US TO GET BACK INTO THE REINS. HAHAHA…' The monster approached the camp from the rooftop it had moved to, surprisingly silent for it's size. All of the infected were now asleep, save the girl and common infected. The monster took a deep breath and look down at his opponents. 'THIS IS GOING TO BE SO EASY, IT'S ALMOST PITIFUL. NO MATTER, A FIGHT IS STILL A FIGHT, NO… THIS WON'T BE A FIGHT… IT WILL BE A SLAUGHTER.' The monster grinned and picked out his first target, a lone smoker on a fire escape. There seemed to something wrong with it, that or it was stupid, as its tongue was hanging out of its mouth. 'HAHAHA… FEEL HONORED CRETIN; YOU SHALL BE THE FIRST THING WE'VE KILLED IN OVER 10,000 YEARS.' The monster leaped over beside the level on the fire escape the smoker was on and grabbed its tongue as he flew past. The smoker jolted awake as its tongue was abruptly yanked through the fire escape it was napping on. As it was pulled through the bars, it wasn't let through gently. From the position the smoker had been laying in, it collided head first with such force against one of the side bars that its face was severely split down the middle. There would be no stopping it though. The bar ripped in half and impaled the poor smoker through the chest, only to be ripped out of place as it continued to be pulled by the monster, giving the beast a weapon that was composed of a smoker with a completely distorted face (even by smoker standards.) that was followed by an entire side of a fire escape. Essentially it could have been considered a make-shift ball and chain flail. Luckily for the smoker, it was dead by the time it had hit the bar. The noise woke up part of the camp. The rest of the camp was woken when the flail connected with an awakened tank that was in turn, split into three pieces that consisted of his right arm, torso and lower body. This mutilated body was sent flying into an old adjacent fire escape that was on its last legs. The mess had enough force to break the fire escape off of its spot on the wall, only to fall onto two unlucky Hunters, horribly disfiguring them as a result. After the shock of seeing four of their friends killed, the infected regained their composure and tried to attack the monster. Tried. There were 5 Smokers left. There were two on its left the three on the right. They shot their tongues at his arms and legs in a futile attempt to restrain it. They didn't know how bad of an idea it was at the time until they too, like their friend, were pulled towards each other into a single ball of dead Smokers. The Boomer from earlier could only stare in horror as his friends were smacked into a bone crunching ball of undead flesh. The beast then dipped the ball into a nearby barrel of gasoline and lit the ball of dead Smokers afire by one of the many barrels with fire in them in an attempt to warm the creatures. When the monster had his new weapon lit, he brought it down on a tank, only to miss and use the single use of the ball. It released the tongues, only to have 3 Hunters jump onto it and Tank to punch it in the face. It looked at the Tank in the eyes and the aura around the tank to change, its eyes too. They went from white to green. Something obviously changed in the Tank and it ran over to the other still living Tank. The other tank was still staring at the fight between the Hunters and the monster, only to see the remaining four Hunters join it the fight, minus one, who was ripped in half and blind another two Hunters with its black blood. The green eyed tank punched the one staring at the fight straight in the face, only to have its nose broken and remaining teeth shoved down his throat. While the Tank was writhing in pain, the controlled Tank punched it in the face one, two, three more times, causing it to fall to the ground. While it was down, the other controlled Tank repeatedly tried to rip off its arm, only to fail until the fifth try, successfully gaining a new weapon and incapacitating his newfound enemy. The Tank waved the arm around and yelled a roar of victory, then proceeded to beat the Tank on the ground to a bloody pulp with the arm until it was barely recognizable, and then it released the arm, fell to its knees and looked into the sky. Black blood then proceeded to pour out of its tear ducts. Then as if seemingly out of nowhere, its head exploded in a mess of flesh, bone, and blood. Looking back over to the monster, there were mutilated Hunter corpses strewn all over the place, hold for one, single Hunter. It was being held in the air by the head. It was clawing at the monsters hand in a futile attempt to free itself from the death grip. It started screaming as the monster tightened its grip. The sounds of the Hunter screaming were replaced with a sudden, wet *Crack* as the Hunters head was crushed like a soft fruit. The monster looked towards a Boomer that was trying to run. It didn't get very far as the recently deceased Hunters spine was thrown through the escaping Boomer. Interested in the fresher bile, the horde of common infected swarmed the new pile, revealing a battered cage with a small girl. 'NOT TIME FOR HER YET' the creature thought to itself. Out of the corner of the creature's eye, it saw a pit with old corpses and skeletons in it. 'MUST BE WHERE THEY PUT THEIR OLD OR ROTTEN FOOD. HOW LOATHSOME…' It looked over to the five Boomers cowering in a corner. They were hiding behind barrels of… "HOW DELIGHTFUL…" it walked over to the Boomers and placed each of them in the pit. Roughly, but just gently enough that they wouldn't explode. Then it picked up the barrels and carried a few over beside the pit and laid them down. It then took its claw and opened each as if the monster was just a household can opener. It then poured the contents of the barrels into the pit and all over the Boomers while laughing an evil chuckle. It finally laughed loudly and picked up one more barrel and slowly walked over to the pit. It stared the Boomer with the red stripe in the eyes and slowly turned the barrel and dumped the flames into the small well of gasoline and watched with glee as the Boomers screamed in pain as the boils on their bodies popped and finally they all exploded, covering the walls and floors that were already on fire, with their bile. The common infected took noticed as they all sprinted to jump to their deaths. The creature stared down the pit with a grin until all of them had died in the flames. It then stepped back towards the cage and the girl. It finally fell to its hands and knees with its right side facing the cage. Then it started to change back to Adam. Its skin turned completely black and it started roaring in pain as it transformed back. "RRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR- AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH" What replaced the bloody beast was once again, the true Adam. He was still bloody, bloodier even. He just kneeled there and gasped for breath as he was given control again. When he finally looked back up he saw the fight. The Smokers, Hunters, Tanks, and he could smell where the common infected and Boomers were. In any other case he would be throwing up his meals, but this was a special case. They deserved no mercy and he had no remorse for what he allowed. Adam stood up and stumbled but regained his balance. He looked at the scene for a second more then remembered the poor little girl. He swirled around and saw a battered cage with a frightened little girl in it. She looked a lot like Kimby. Adam wondered if she was okay right about now… but right now the well-being of this little one came first. Adam stumbled over to the cage and as he neared, the girl scooted away. He didn't blame her for that, considering the things she must have gone through and the slaughter she just witnessed. He got down on his knees when he got beside the cage and tried to comfort her. "Hey its okay, the monsters are gone now. I promise. Cross my heart and hope to… die again." Adam took his index finger and made a circle around his heart and made an X on it. "It must have been lonely, you being the only witch here and all." Adam said. "If you come with me, there's this really nice and beautiful witch back at my home. You'd really like her." Adam said with a softer voice. "…and I promise I'll protect you. " Adam gave her a warm, reassuring smile. At this the witch's expression of fear softened up as apparently she made up her mind. She crawled closer to the side of the cage that he was on. "There we go." He said with a smile. Adam then grabbed two bars with a bar still in the middle and pulled them to the left or right, depending on which direction they were. Then he pulled the bar in the middle out and down for the lower bar, and up for the higher one, creating a hole for the witch to crawl out. He put his hand in for witch to take it and she had a moment of hesitation. She quickly shook it away and took his hand and crawled out. Adam looked at her thin frame then to her face. She was almost as beautiful as Kimby, right under the bar in fact. Though it saddened him on the inside when he saw her but he didn't let her see it. 'She'll freeze at this rate' He thought to himself. Adam did the same he did for Kimber and took off his hoodie. The rain from earlier was still coming down, even harder after the fight, and had almost cleaned his hoodie of the blood and the Boomer bile that was on her from earlier was cleaned off and at her feet. He handed her his hoodie and she took it, and stared at it as it was in her hands. "Go ahead, Put it on. You'll get sick if you don't" Adam said with a reassuring smile. She looked up to him with a questioning face and stared. Adam motioned for her to put it on. She continued to stare at him. Adam sighed. She must have never worn a hoodie before. "Hold your arms straight up and take a deep breath." She raised her arms and Adam pulled the hoodie down over her head. He pulled her arms through the sleeves and got her head out of the top, then straightened the hoodie out on her. She continued to look up at him with a blank face. Then she put her arms up to her small chest and smelled. "Sweet…" She said it with a small, almost unnoticeable blush. But you know Hunters; they look like they have no eyes, but actually have pretty good eyesight. And with that, Adam picked her up in a piggy back ride and went into a crawl. 'Time to blow this place… I hope I never have to see it again as long as I live…' "Wrap your arms around my neck and don't let go." It took her a moment, but she complied and snuggled up close to him and smelled again. "Warm and sweet…" She hugged tighter. Adam then silently leaped up the side of the buildings towards home. 'Don't worry little one, I'll protect you, I'll protect you with my life… forever…'
FIN
Geez! Over 3,800 for this chapter! More than I meant to on my 2,000 at least quota! I hope you enjoyed it though. And a note: I'll most likely take a break from writing on and after Christmas, so you'll have to bear with me little ones! Have a nice day!
Ciao!
