(AN: This is in Piers' p.o.v as he fights the virus within him.) His eyes fill with horror as he watches everything play out before him. He watches his own body move against his will as he raises his gun and aims for it's heart. His instincts take over knowing just what to do after years of training. His actions are flawless as he takes a breath to carefully steady himself, ready to pull the trigger. His mind blocks out all the chaos that surrounds him so it's just him, his weapon and the monster before him. Nothing else matters. His finger moves, slowly squeezing the trigger, but something makes him stop. He freezes. His eyes catch a familiar form staring him down within the creature. He hesitates. A glimmer of hope sparks within him and he unwillingly lowers his weapon. He straightens up then takes a step forward. His hand hanging down at his side, pistol dangling uselessly. The figure gives a warm welcoming smile and his movements become more confident as he approaches it. With every step the smile quickly spreads to be a wicked grin that spans from ear to ear. He looks past it though, continuing forward with out a care as if hypnotized. The figure extends it's claw-like appendages to clasp around him, locking him in place. Standing face to face with this monstrosity, he stares into the dark depths of it's eyes. Those black pits held no emotion. No regret or remorse for anything it had done. For the lives it took and the destruction it caused and all the chaos it created. The trance fixed upon him began to wear off as he regained his will and with it his sanity. The creature's grip grew tighter and tighter, crushing him. He released an agonizing howl as he felt his ribs cracking then one by one, they broke. His shoulders rolled back, his back was forced into an arch and his screams fed it. It released a snarl of satisfaction as it toyed with him. It would squeeze then release then squeeze repeatedly until he had not the energy left to even whimper. The creature raised his limp body above it's head, opening it's mouth wide, ready for an easy meal. He looked down into that black pit with a feeling of disgust. He wasn't going to let it end like this. He can't give up. He had to stop this monster before it took the life of another innocent person. With the last of his strength, he wrapped his fingers around a small round device on his belt then plucked it off. He heard the sound of the pin catching and being pulled out. The creature heard the sound too and shook him causing him to drop his gun before it's feet but he held tight to that little device. When the creature repositioned him over it's mouth once again, he dropped the device inside it. The creature swallowed it without a thought. He counted the seconds in his mind. '5...4...3...2...1..' The creature roared with pain and anger as half of it's body exploded, raining black blood and body parts all over. It dropped his body and writhed in pain, squirming and screeching. He looked over to where his pistol laid. With a painful breath, he reached as far as he could, just able to grasp it when the monster grabbed his leg and flung him across the room. He hit the wall then crumpled to the ground, shreds of dry wall rained down around him, his body rested on cement, shards of glass and rubble. It slowly slithered towards him. He leaned to the side to get a good shot and squeezed the trigger, releasing the bullet where it made it's way into the creature turning it's heart into it's new residence. The creature quaked, giving one final roar before collapsing to the ground in a pool of the thick inky blackness that spewed from it's chest. He laid there in the silence, his body throbbing with immense pain. He listens and in the quiet he hears the sounds of multiple footsteps making there way through the ruins of the building. He had no more energy. He can't even speak. He hears a radio and familiar voices approach then someone yell "He's over here!" A soldier kneels beside him and yells over his shoulder "Medic!" More soldiers move into the opening and approach him, all staring at the creature's dead body as they pass. The soldier looks at him "Just hang in there. Help's on the way. Just hang on." He looks up and sees the concerned looks on the faces of his squad. His team. His family. All whom he'll die to protect.