Dan

What the hell was going on? Everything was fine one minute, and now we had a person laying on a couch with a gunshot wound in his stomach. I didn't even pay any mind to what Shun was doing; my eyes were fixed on the shot wound. I ran over to them and asked, "What the hell happened to him?" They didn't answer my question, and continued to try and stop the bleeding.

Kato was across from me, and told them, "We don't have all the supplies we need to get the bullet out. I don't know what to do." I grabbed one of the panicking staff members and got his attention by shaking his shoulders. "What happened?" He seemed unprepared for me to shake him, and he looked even more confused on what to do next. I shook him again, and he spoke.

"Shun shot him. I don't know where he found a gun, but he shot him." I let go of the staff member, and he ran off back to help with the bloody mess. I turned and saw Shun sitting against the wall, and Alice was kneeling down next to him. Held in his hand was the gun. I stomped over there and reached down and picked him up by the collar of his shirt. "What the hell, Shun!" He was glaring down at me with his amber eyes, and I tried to hold his gaze. But there was just something too intimidating about him.

"It was an accident." An accident? How is shooting somebody an accident? There was a low wheezing coming over from the guy that Shun had apparently shot. The three of us all walked over to him and looked at him. The young staff member said weakly, "Don't blame him for what happened. He didn't mean to." The guy laying before us coughed, and blood sputtered from his mouth and left little crimson dots on his clothes and face.

Kato told us, "He won't make it. He'll die from internal injuries and blood loss. Even if we did have the needed supplies to fix him up, he would still probably die." I saw in the corner of my eye, that Shun walked off into another part of the room.

I heard him ask Kato from across the room, "So there's no chance that he'll make it?" Kato wiped away some of the blood from the guy's face, and said, "Sadly yes." Shun walked back over to us, and he held his sword in his hands. I asked him, "What do you think you're doing?" He stared down at the guy he had shot and told us, "Everyone stand back." Not knowing what Shun was about to do, we did as he said.

Shun

I looked at what my stupidity had done, and hated myself for it. I told them all to stand back, and they didn't protest. Now I had plenty of room. If there were ever a moment that I felt like I was falling into a black pit, it was now. I squeezed the handle of the sword. With the rising tension, it felt much heavier than it really was. The man I shot, turned his head weakly and looked at me. He knew that I was about to play God with his life. He told me, "I don't blame you for this."

Oh how those words stung me like burning embers. I told him back, "But I do." I lifted the sword quicker than anyone could blink, and stuck the blade through the man's chest; right where his heart was. I closed my eyes before the fountain of blood could get into them, and I felt the thick warm liquid spray on and around me. I opened my eyes back up, and saw the only blood coming from his body now, was a thin stream where the sword pierced his heart.

I saw a drop of crimson blood drip from one of my black locks of hair and back onto the body it came from. Nobody around me said a word. My action was much to unexpected. I thought I would of felt sick like I did when I killed Julie, but later on I realized that it didn't matter cause of what she had turned into. This was a human though, not a zombie.

I guessed I had grown so used to taking the heads off of zombies, that killing without a thought was second nature to me now. Is that why don't I feel like a monster? I pulled the sword out of the man's chest. The blade came out smoothly, and dripped with his blood. It was the first time it had ever had the blood of a human on it. I swung the blade to the floor, and a line of blood splattered onto the wall and floor, as if it had been cut open. Everyone was still deathly silent while I remained there and stared down at my work.

I told the others without taking my gaze from the body, "He was dead anyway. No point in letting him suffer." I took one last glance and turned from the corpse, and stalked off to my room. Nobody bothered to stop me.

Alice

It happened so fast, and left us all speechless. Shun didn't even hesitate to kill the guy he had shot. I understood why he did it though. They guy wouldn't have to suffer if it was an instant kill. They started to cover up the body and were going to dispose of it. I started walking towards the hallway and said, "You guys take care of this. I'm going to go check on Shun."

Dan grabbed my wrist and stopped me from walking any further. He stared into my eyes with so much seriousness, that I thought he was Shun for a moment. "Alice, be careful. Something about Shun isn't normal right now." Dan's actually afraid of his best friend. I started to wonder who everyone was more afraid of at the moment; the zombies or Shun. I nodded my head and told him, "I'll be ok, Dan. Thanks for your concern for my safety." He let go of my wrist and walked back over to the others to help with the removal of the body. We didn't need it in the dining area anyway.

I kept trying to tell myself that Shun was just doing that guy a favor, but I couldn't get that look out of my mind. Shun looked feral, and almost like he wanted to kill that guy. And seeing his face covered with that much fresh blood followed by that look in his eyes, it actually scared me. If I didn't know Shun any better, I would of thought he'd snap and take us out. This world was starting to get to him. I remembered being told stories about how people stranded on desert islands would revert back to prime instincts to survive; and that meant killing without second thoughts.

Maybe that's what was happening to Shun. Maybe his prime instinct at the moment was to kill to survive. I was now faced with his room, and feared to knock on the door. I took a deep breath, and turned the knob. "Shun?" I saw him sitting in the corner of the room, just like he was when they brought the young staff member's body downstairs. He had the room almost pitch black, and all I could see was his eyes when he looked up at me.

"Shun? I just came to check on you. Everything ok?" What kind of stupid question was that? Of course he wasn't ok. His amber eyes were fixed me, and burning holes through my body. If there was one thing at the moment that I knew, it was that we needed to hurry and get to that jet before Shun went anymore off the deep end.

Shun

The blood on my face was starting to dry from where I never washed it away. Alice was standing in the doorway; enough to be inside the room, but enough to make a break for it if she needed to. She was afraid of me. She wasn't the one that needed to be intimidated. Nobody downstairs needed to be. The only ones who did, were those stumbling monsters outside. What little brain they had left, needed to see me and run away.

That was what I was aiming for, but things got taken too far. My plan was failing, considering it would of even worked from the start. I wouldn't trust me either after I just put somebody out of their misery as brutally as I had. "Leave." Alice seemed shocked that I had spoken to her. "Leave? But why? I just came up here to check on you."

I narrowed my eyes at her and said, "That may be the case, but you don't want to be up here. I can see it in your eyes. You're scared. So leave." She stood there a few minutes before closing leaving the room and closing the door. Now the room was pitch black, but I could see just fine. All those years of ninja training in the dark had paid off. I didn't belong here anymore. If I knew the others could take care of their selves, I'd leave. Vanish just like in the old days.

Maybe I had spent all I was good for, and was now burning out. All of the facts were pointing to that; I had lost control and it ended up with the death of an innocent person. But thousands of innocent died. So what's it to anyone if one more does? Living, or dead. I knew what was best for the others. I got up and found my way in the dark. My sword and whip chain were both in the room, and I stuffed the chain into a bag with some supplies.

I hooked the sword to my belt loops and opened the locked window to the room. The room was four stories above the street, and I had a clear view of the ground. Every zombie in the city was surrounding the building. It was quite obvious we had been drawing way too much attention to this place; running the lights, yelling, and so on.

I stepped out of the window and onto the brick ledge. It was just wide enough for me to stand on. I reached back into my bag and pulled out a grappling hook, and threw it to the building next to the one we were in. I tested the strength of where I was hooked to, and jumped from the ledge. I swung right above the heads of hundreds on zombies, and not a one even noticed me.

I had almost swung over to the building I was aiming for, when I heard something tearing. I looked further up the rope, and saw the braided fibers breaking apart. I gasped, and the rope snapped. It sent me falling a good twenty feet right onto the street. I was unconscious for a second or two, but when I came to, the hoard that was surrounding Murucho's place was stumbling my way.

I tried to get up and run, but my body was still stunned from the impact of my fall. Anytime I got up, I'd fall back down. I was about to give up as they were closing in on me, when I felt something sharp stab my arm. I turned and saw a syringe stuck into my arm, and one of the people in white jumpsuits was injecting something into my arm. Once he pulled it out, I felt incredibly tired, and fell to the ground.

I was still able to see the hoard getting closer and closer, and I wanted to at least try and fight. I wasn't even concerned with what they just put into my body though. I heard the white suited man yell out, "Hey! We have a survivor! Hurry up!" No. I'm not a survivor to you. I'm just a lab rat. I felt one of them pick my limp body up and heard the buffering of helicopter blades. They had loaded me into a helicopter and were now flying me back to their lab. Where I was sure I'd be thrown into the pit of dead bodies. I closed my eyes, and passed out.

Dan

We could hear the sounds of the zombies running from in front of the building, but we didn't know why. We decided it was for the best to not question it. Odds are some poor soul had made it this far and was getting chased. Alice walked back into the dining room, and seemed sad. "What did he say?" She sat at the table with me and said, "He could tell I was scared of him, and told me to leave." Shun was seriously mixed up lately. I was sure it was the stress of the virus that had wiped out all of humanity, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something like this had been lurking around in him for as long as we had known each other.

Everyone froze at the sound of something cutting the air outside. One of the female maids ran up to a window and said, "It's a helicopter! And it's filled with some people in white jump suit looking things." White jump suits? It couldn't be. Alice and I ran over to the window and saw the people that we saw when we were in the tunnels, and that Shun told us about. I yelled at the others, "If they make their way in here and tell you they are rescuing survivors, don't go with them! They're the ones who caused all of this!"

Every face was just as shocked as when we were told about this by Shun. Shun. We needed him in case those people got in here. He could hold them off better than we could. I told Alice, "I'm going to get Shun! Keep the others safe till I get back." She nodded her head and moved them into another room. I ran through the halls and found Shun's door. The knob was locked, and I rammed the door with my shoulder. "Shun! Open up!" I finally broke the lock, and saw the room was empty.

All of his belongings were gone, and the window wide open to the outside. I ran over to it and looked out. The helicopter was taking off back towards the lab. I was angry. Shun had probably used his ninja skills and jumped to another building and was long gone. I stormed back to the others and saw Alice had them all huddled into the sitting room. "Dan! Where's Shun?"

I slammed my fist into the wall and made a hole in the sheetrock. "The son of a bitch left us here to die!" Everyone turned to one another, mumbling words to each other. Alice asked me, "Wh-what about the helicopter?" I growled and told her, "They took off. They're long gone. Just like Shun." None of us could fight off those zombies above us without Shun.

Hell, nobody told me, but I knew he did most of the killing up there. Only cause he was covered with more blood than the others. I yelled out of anger. "That bastard! How could he do this to us!" Alice was about to start tearing up, when the banging against the door resumed. That door isn't going to hold much longer. More zombies were probably out there now thanks to the helicopter. I clenched my teeth and fists. Dammit.

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