Natalia Dodds and her partner, Milo Ventimilga walked down the eerily empty halls cautiously, just waiting for something to jump out at them. The lights were flickering and emitted a strange buzzing noise. They began to slow their fast-walking pace to a normal walking pace as they neared a door. They stopped and braced themselves.

"Ready?" Natalia asked.

"Yeah," Milo said. Natalia pulled the handle of the door down then in one swift movement kicked it open the rest of the way. They rushed in, guns readied to shoot. The room appeared to be a lab. Tables covered with chemicals and vials that were tipped over, their contents spilling over sheets of paper with research on them. Sitting upon another table was a computer on standby, stacks of papers piled up next to it.

"Empty," Milo sighed, he seemed somewhat disappointed.

"Not completely," Natalia muttered, looking a little green.

She was right; lying not too far away on the floor was the mutilated body of a female scientist. Blood was still seeping out of the seemingly fresh wounds that covered her body. Chunks of her arms were torn out, the bone exposed and glistening. Her mouth was opened in shock, blood running down into it from a gaping head wound.

"Ouch, I bet it was a zombie," Milo said shaking his head in disgust. Natalia sighed and walked over to the computer and flipped it on, the monitor glowing to life. Password? The screen asked.

"Damn," Natalia muttered under her breath.

"Here, I'll try," Milo volunteered, stepping forward and taking Natalia's place in front of the computer.

"Ha! Good luck," She laughed.

He froze for a moment before typing something in the box.

Access denied.

He stopped again, thought for a long moment then typed in a bunch of gibberish into another box he brought up but putting in some code.

"Bingo," He said proudly once he got inside the computer's files. "Data, security footage, etcetera."

"Nice," Natalia complimented him walking back over.

The understood little in the data base, everything was encrypted so heavily not even Milo could hack in. And half the security cameras were down. One camera showed a man walking through one of the halls however. The fuzzy black and white footage didn't give away too much except he seemed to be wearing a lab coat. He looked up at the camera, his face seemed young, and he pulled a gun out of his coat, aimed and fired, the screen went fuzzy.

"Who the hell was that?" Milo asked.

"I don't kn-"Natalia began but she was cut off by a low moan. The female scientist had risen to her feet, her movements awkward and clumsy; she emitted another moan and rushed toward them. Milo fired first, the bullet took off the left side of her face but she kept coming. Natalia narrowed her eyes and shot one bullet that found its way into the women's right eye. She fell immediately.

"I guess we are dealing with a zombie virus," Natalia mused, watching as a puddle of blood formed around the infected women. Then they heard it, someone crying for help.

"Let's go," Milo said rushing out the door.

"Milo! Wait up!" Natalia cried running after him.


"Who's that one?" Eliza asked the man to her right, pointing to the footage from only a few moments ago. The boy appeared to be not much younger then herself, he had jet black hair and tan colored skin. How familiar…

"I believe his name is Milo Ventimilga. He is also a member of the B.H.P.T, assigned to be Natalia Dodds's partner. He's only sixteen." He answered.

"Interesting," She muttered her voice distant and fixed. "I hope they don't die too quickly." Her voice took an amused turn.

"I do too, it would be fun to watch them suffer, maybe if they make it to the end we can even use them as test subjects, or see how they hold against the new B., he grinned.

"My point exactly, Drake. I just knew we were related somehow." Eliza smirked.

Drake Ter Borcht shot his cousin a smile, "My thoughts exactly."


"It came from in here," Natalia said, pointing at a door labeled "Employees only".

On the floor lay a file that was probably dropped in the chaos, long since forgotten. Milo bent over and picked it up.

"Brandon Zucini, test subject seventy-two. Scheduled for injections on the first of November. The guy's lucky, it's not November yet." Milo said, shivering. He wondered how horrible that fate would be, being experimented on like you weren't a human being, truly horrible.

"I'm going to bet he's in there," Natalia guessed.

"Okay then," Milo said and he kicked the door open before Natalia had suggested that they even do so. "What the-," He began.

"Oh thank God! You guys have to help me!" A man exclaimed rushing at them, he seemed horribly worried.

"What?" Natalia asked. "What's wrong?"

"There are terrible demons here" He exclaimed loudly and frightened. "Oh I'm Brandon by the way."

"I'm Natalia and that's Milo," Natalia introduced but Brandon didn't seem to hear her.

"There it is!"

It slowly slunk forward, claws clicking against the tile floor. Its pink flesh tightened over its impossible form, the brain visible under the mask of pink skin. The unnaturally long claws reached out every time it took a step. Tap, tap, tap, tap… Its open mouth was full of razor blade teeth, each one a crystal whit dagger dipped in saliva. Then the most horrid feature; from inside the dangerous, dagger lined mouth came the tongue, too long to be normal. The pink tongue tasted the air, sensing where everything was, making up for the slits on its head where the eyes would be, but it had no need for eyes. Its tongue swept out and it knew where they were, and it was hungry.

"Oh shit," Natalia and Milo said in union.


A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys. I've been busy reading Warrior Cats (Pretty Awesome series) and doing school work :/ But since school's out i'll update. Did you know I have the entire story written out? I just have to type it all XP But I have to babysit and I only have so many hours to spare.

Eliza: You're just lazy

Me: Hahahahahaha I know XP

Milo: But I just don't understand why you can't put that damn book down and start typing out the rest.

Eliza: Or stop listening to all the MCR when you could be typing.

Milo: Hey I love MCR

Eliza: Me too

Milo & Eliza: -Blush-

Me: Muhahahahahahaha ;)