"GRAAUUGH!" I immediately open my eyes to see the man trying to rip a charmander off his body. I saw burn, scratch, and bite mark all over him. He cried in pain and charmander bit down on his throat. Blood gushes out of his mouth and he grabbed the charmander and ripped him off. The guard grabbed his neck and started wheezing, trying to breathe. The charmander turned to me, blood dripped out of his mouth and his snarl faded.
I pushed opened the doors and ran for the lab, in my way stood Mark. He snarled and saliva fell from his mouth to the floor. I take a step back, "Mark? This is impossible the transformation takes a couple of months!" He launched off the floor and tackled me to the ground. On the other side of the hall I saw some scientist rushing towards me.
"Stay back!" I demand as Mark was attempting to bite down on my neck.
All of a sudden he stops moving and falls to the right, and lays there not moving. There above me stood glen, holding a bloody knife in her hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks but other than that she showed no emotion what so ever. I crawled backwards until I ran into Sara who was staring at Marks body as blood pooled around it. She was crying to and showed way more emotion than Glen, who was now slowly petting Marks hair.
"Char! Charmander!" I look at the end of the hall to see the charmander running towards us. He jumps into my arms covered in blood, and then he licks me and smiles.
"Ulp," I hold my stomach and drop the charmander. "he smells like organs."
"hehe." Glen started laughing behind me. "You think this is a joke! Mark is dead and you're messing around with that stupid charmander!" the charmander growls at her and steps towards her.
"I'm not messing around glen! I happened to care about Mark very much, and if it wasn't for you we could have saved him!" I clench my fist and yell at her.
She was angry, but tears were streaming from her eyes. I could tell that she has broken down. "My f-family," she stuttered. "we were attacked by infected Pokemon the second of third day of the outbreak. I watched the whole thing unfold from my room. Some houndour jumped over the fence, my mom, dad, and little brother were outside." I stared at her as she fell to the ground and held her face in her hands. "My brother was only five Lance; he could have lived a full life if it wasn't for this disease."
Sara went over and put her hand on Glens shoulder. "I'm sorry." She said as she knelt next to her.
*author note* I know this chapter was...crappy, but I can explain. I have had writers block, like, a lot. every paragraph I typed I got stuck at some point or another. yeah...WELL ANYWAY! leave your comments, questions, ideas, and cameo requests in the comments section, have a great life!