Chapter 4: Angels and Agents
Night had fallen upon the city once again bringing forth a weak sliver of a moon with the whine of sirens, as they raced about to combat the zombies. Upon one of the roofs of the skyscrapers Malice finally regained consciousness, albeit if only for a few minutes. Her body was still fatigued by the Angel Awakening; her mind was still being beckoned at every turn to sleep once again. Her limbs were as heavy as rocks as she began to pick herself across the roof, step by step. Malice wasn't sure how long she had been out for since it was night again, but if her hunger and thirst were any indication, probably for more than a day.
She had no idea exactly where she was going other than some sort of small square box that was up on the roof with her. Her hands clawed the concrete as she pushed herself forward cursing the world with every ragged breath. "Idiotic Sprites, Utgard take you." She muttered "I will see the occupants of this pitiful world harvested for Master Hector, if not for his glory than for their decision to build towns without food or water." After a long slog she came upon the door and to her small delight she found there was a door on it that lead inside. Getting up on her knees was hell but Malice managed to endure it long enough to grab the handle and open it. Once inside she found a spiral of stairs leading downward into the living quarters which just infuriated her more, these fool Sprites lived to inconvenience her.
Forced to either climb down the stairs or die isolated via starvation Malice was forced to undergo the humiliation of crawling down the stairs. Her wings scraped against the walls and the banister, while on occasion she'd lose her balance and tumble down one flight of stairs. She continued to climb for what seemed like an eternity, Hell itself had nothing on these Sprite buildings, before coming to rest on one of the landings. She was taking a small break to catch her breath while checking how many stairs were left. A black endless void framed by more stairs met her gaze and she would've swore if she wasn't so damn tired. Fighting off her growing fatigue she prepared to position herself to begin to climb down yet another set of stairs when a door on the landing she was on opened.
A small Sprite child walked out of it, curiosity written on it's face which turned to wonder as she spied the Grim Angel collapsed in front of her. The two stared at each other for awhile before the child turned and ran out the door. Weighing her options Malice decided to see what was on the other side instead of tumbling down more thrice damned stairs. She entered into a well-lit hallway marked with doors that had numbers on them. She hadn't gotten far down the hall when the Sprite child returned bringing an adult woman with her, most likely her mother. "Sweetie, I know your scared but there are no such things as an..an…an…an.." While she had been dragged down the hall by her child the woman hadn't gotten a good glimpse at first of Malice. Once the child stopped, pointing at Malice did the Sprite woman jerk her head up and got a glimpse of the Grim Angel on the ground. "See I told you I wasn't lying." The child crowed triumphantly "I bet it's a guardian angel, Mrs. Rinston told me they exist." The mother didn't answer, she was far too busy trying to decide if this was a dream or not. Once Malice began to move, having grown tired of being a spectacle, the woman's brain finally managed to confirm that yes, this was a real angel.
"Roger! Roger!" she screamed grabbing the child and ran back down the hall creaming the entire time. Sadly Malice had more troubling problems at hand; her vision was starting to go in and out again. "Dammit…" were her last words before she blacked out again leaving her body blocking the hallway. The hall was quiet for only a minute afterward as the woman returned with a posse of men in tow. "See, see, I told you I wasn't crazy." The woman said hysterically grabbing the arm of one of the men "Is it one of those monsters?" The men stared at the angel for a second till on of them piped up "Naw, it doesn't look like one of them zombies." "I still say we should kill it just in case." Another replied cocking his gun "You crazy? That ain't no monster, that's an angel probably one of the heavenly host or something." "Why does she have black wings then? Aren't angels supposed to have wings and a halo and a harp and stuff?" "Oh man Steve, you might be onto something. Maybe it's like that one horror movie with the fallen angel who eats children, you guys remember that one."
"Shut up, all of ya." The leader, an aged gentleman with a fluffy white beard who would not have looked out of place in the woods of Russia "Let's take her to Maria, she knows the most about this kinda stuff." The men shuffled their way around her "She's kinda hot." One of the men remarked earning him a smack on the head "Don't be a teenager Tyler, you don't know what kinda STDs angels have." After some more arguing followed by more smacks to the head via their leader, the men carefully hoisted Malice up and carried her to an apartment far down the hall to the apartment lounge. They placed her on a couch making sure her wings were carefully laid propped up on some upholstered chairs. One of the men went to grab Maria Crinston while the rest crowded around the angel as if she were a television. "Damn Tyler, you're right she is pretty." "See, told ya. I wonder if angels have boyfriends." The leader rolled his eyes "I admit she looked like she fell of the Sistine Chapel's roof but for the love of Brooklyn Tyler stop drooling over her."
Before they could say anything more a Hispanic woman appeared at the doorway and pushed her way through the crowd till she was right in front of the angel. She sad something in Spanish the men couldn't make out and crossed herself several times "Well Mrs. Crinston" the leader asked gently as he strolled up next to her "Good or evil?" the woman started in dazed Spanish but quickly realized her mistake and swapped to an accented English "It is not a devil, I have seen devils before in pictures." She said not taking her eyes off Malice "Where did you find her?" "A bevy of stories erupted out of the mouths of everyone present but it wasn't till the leader had nearly beaten everyone to death before Roger's wife stepped forward. "Isabel found her in the stairwell." This was met by a nod from Maria "These zombies, could it be Revelations?" she thought aloud causing some of the men to whisper among themselves "What's the Revelation?" "You idiot, don'tcha read yer bible. It's the end of the world." "Hey man I didn't know nothing 'bout that, I'm an atheist." He glanced at the angel "Or at least I was."
Maria turned to the elderly leader "Boyd, do can we please take care of her here. I think having her around will keep us safe, perhaps even spare us in the end when the trumpets blow." Boyd kindly patted Maria's shoulder "Don't you worry none Mrs. Crinston, we'll take good care of her though I don't rightly know what angels eat." Maria cautiously placed her hand on the angel's head, just to check to make sure it was corporeal, when she suddenly cried out "Aya! This angel is burning up and as dry as a bone. Fetch water, quickly!" One of the men went scampering off to grab some water as Roger's wife also exited in a hurry. "So, uh, Mrs. Crinton? Do angels have boyfriends or anything?" Tyler asked, triggering a barrage of punches from Maria. He couldn't understand her rapid fire Spanish aside from something called Sodom and Gomorrah and didn't get a chance to defend himself as he was promptly thrown out of the room. Once they managed to calm Maria down they gave the angel some water, at that point Roger's wife returned with some soup she had. "I don't know if she can eat it but I don't really have anything else." After some debate they decided giving the angel some human food wouldn't hurt and while it didn't revive her she accepted it all the same without any side effects.
Within the hour the lounge became a kind of miniature shrine to the unconscious heavenly occupant with people of many religions beginning to pile holy objects next to her for a speedy recovery. Maria brought in her own statue of the Holy Virgin to join in vigil with six other statues. Several crucifixes were hung about the walls and the roof of the room being hung there by each of the occupants of the apartment hoping their faith would save them from the end. She was daily bathed in the holy water Maria culminated from other Catholic families. Many families brought their children into the room to pray for deliverance or to touch her clothes or hands in an attempt to invoke a blessing upon themselves. The line to see her stretched down the hall with families breathless to see their heavenly guest waiting patiently for hours till the light of a new day broke upon the horizon.
Chun woke up feeling as refreshed as one can be after spending the night in a rundown, old room. While stretching her tired limbs she listened for any signs of life beneath her, there was none. Sighing with a bit of frustration, she put her qipao and jacket back on and cautiously began to descend the stairs. Peeking out of the crack of the door she saw nothing "alive" save for mounds of corpses strewn about the room in a haphazard manner. Had those drunken bikers managed to put up a bit of a fight? Feeling sure that she was safe she stepped out of the door getting a better view of the room. There was skin all over the place, strands of wafer thin strips mixed in with a pile of sawdust like flakes, along with many arms, legs and some heads. The morning breeze stirred the stagnant stench of rotting blood causing Chun's stomach to roll nauseously. "Mornin" a voice greeted behind her. Chun whirled about on reflex launching a kick that stopped just a hair from Logan's nose.
He was sitting on the same stool he was on last night drinking, a glass of beer; it was as if he had never moved during the attack. "How in the word did you survive?" she asked incredulously as she retracted her foot. "Told ya, I know how to swim." He informed her taking a sip from his glass. "That doesn't answer my question." She said a touch crossly. Logan shrugged nonchalantly not replying, his secrets were going to be his secrets. "Do you want breakfast?" he asked causing her eyebrows to rise slightly. "Huh? Breakfast?" she parroted looking around "Here?" Logan pointed one of the shelves behind the bar. "Should be peanuts or something in there. It ain't a continental but you gotta work with what you're given." Walking around, she opened the door and came away with several bags of peanuts and some white bread. Sitting next to Logan she split the meager amount of food between the two of them and dug in.
In the light of the morning Chun could see his features much better, she had been right with the late thirties but possibly leaning more to early forties. He was fairly attractive with rugged looks and carried himself with an attitude that screamed "back off". He seemed like the type to be able to rough up a few zombies but to defeat a horde of them? In any case Chun wanted to get a move on as quickly as she could; hopefully she could locate the zombie source before nightfall. Finishing the rest of her meal she jumped off the stool "You should get to safety." "I can take care of myself girl." He snarked back wolfing down the rest of his meal before following her out. "Where you headed" he asked her. "North" she replied with a shrug "Why do you ask?" "I'm coming with ya." Chun quirked her eyebrow "I can take care of myself." "Never said you couldn't." he replied "But my daughter's missing and another set of eyes would help." Chun noticed the sliver of worry that entered his typically rock voice "What makes you think she's up north?"
He smirked knowingly "She's the kind of gal who winds up in dangerous situations." Chun frowned at the man's apparent mirth at the fact his daughter could be in mortal peril. "And you're not worried at all?" she asked getting another smirk from Logan "She's a big girl. She knows how to take care of herself." Chun wasn't convinced but then again it really wasn't anything she could do about it "I guess she takes after you." He gave a barking belly laugh which startled her with its suddenness "She'd claw your eyes out if she heard you say that." He informed her as he began walking down the street. Conflicted over whether this was a good idea or not Chun followed him to a nearby parking garage. She waited outside till he wheeled out of the garage riding a motorcycle. Grabbing the helmet he offered her she sat behind him. "Nice bike" she commented fastening it then gripping his middle. "It ain't mine" he replied revving the engine loud and blasting down the street. Chun rolled her eyes and said nothing deciding to concentrate on looking out for zombies.
The hordes were out in full strength with shambling corpses covering every inch of the street and sidewalk. With an incredible amount of skill Logan either maneuvered around them or ran them over. There were a few occasions the riders were forced to dismount in order to clear the road or deal with pursuing dog zombies. Chun took care of most of them with kicks while Logan kept the bike upright and ready to go in case a quick escape was necessary. Sometimes a zombie would shamble over in an effort to bite him but he dealt with it easily with a few ferocious punches to the face. By noon they had crossed a huge amount of distance and, if the numbers were any indication, they were getting closer to the epicenter.
Turning his face to the left he yelled back at her "We're not going to be able to drive forward any longer. Get ready to jump." Chun would have asked why he wanted her to jump but the group of zombies dead ahead of them plus the boost of speed Logan gave the motorcycle clued her in. Hunching down she leaped off the motorcycle with a flip landing on the road behind the motorcycle. Logan waited a second longer before jumping off to the side with considerably less grace. The motorcycle crashed into the crowd cutting a swath through them trailing broken bones and rotten blood. Running up to his side Chun got into a stance "Remember, no showboating, Finish them quick" He instructed her. Chun nodded "Watch yourself."
The battle was extremely fierce requiring Chun to draw upon every experience she had with the zombies from the start. She continued the tried and true tactic of using sweeps to knock down a group of them following up with rapid fire Kikoken blasts to finish them off. More than once a zombie managed to grab onto her arm and try to bite her making her more thankful than ever she had it. A third lesson she learned was putting the zombie species in a priority, you could easily get caught up fighting cannon fodder and let a dog or a human zombie sneak up behind you. She always aimed for the dogs first as they could attack from a lower angle than the rest usually aiming for the calves. The human monsters were next as they often wielded weapons mostly knives but a few had stun guns and one or two even had shotguns. Luckily she had managed to spot the gun toting ones early and dispatched them before they could harm anyone.
The frog men were more dangerous than the cannon fodder but only if they got the jump on you though their numbers were a mere drop in the bucket in comparison to the regular zombies. Time had no impact on a fight, something Chun had experienced over her years as an Interpol cop so she wasn't sure how long they had been fighting when Logan tore his way through the crowd until he was next to her "We got problems." He shouted as he fought behind her "Those damn birds are going to be a pain in the ass to fight." With a kick Chun knocked down four zombies, giving herself enough time to peek up at the sky. Several demonic ravens circled the air crying out to their fellow avian allies about the dinner was being prepared below them. "Can you handle the rabble down here?" she asked sending out a shot of Kikoken into two of the zombies she had downed, finishing them off. "I'm fine just get those flying shits before they get us." He barked at her.
Chun focused her energy into her feet and crouched down slightly as she prepared her attack. Then with a "Kiai" she shot as the zombie herd at a lightning pace, kicking her way through them until she reached the building on the left side of the street, With a jump she grabbed the fire escape structure bolted to the side of the building and pulled herself up onto it, zombies nipping at her feet the entire time. Climbing the rig up onto the roof she found herself about ten feet or so under the ravens, weighing her options. She could try to hit them with blasts of Kikoken but the projectile was far too inaccurate at long range. Looking about she spotted a brick chimney on the top of the roof, a plan quickly formulated in her mind. With a kick she demolished the roof into chunks of rubble giving her the projectiles she needed to deal with the ravens.
Grabbing one of the chunks with her hands she kicked it at one of the ravens with incredible speed and accuracy. It went down with a squawk alerting the other ones of Chun's tactics. They switched their target to her and began to wheel about her in a tight circle. Not waiting on them to attack Chun shot three more rocks into the air knocking a raven out of the air. It landed a few feet away from her allowing a quick kick to the head to end its pitiful existence. Two ravens broke away from the flock and dive bombed the Interpol agent in perfect synch. Doing a one handed handstand Chun twisted about, braining one with a kick while the other blazed past her side, missing, before returning to the safety of its flock. Not wanting to continue risking her chances at getting broadsided by one of them Chun leapt into the air gathering her inner chakra into a ball. With a "Kiai" she expanded the ball into a giant ball of swirling blue-purple energy that blasted the ravens out of the sky.
They fell back onto the ground stunned making it easy for Chun to finish them off. Once they were dead Chun checked the sunny blue sky for any other birds that might have escaped her attack. Assured she had wiped out all of the ones in her immediate area, Chun took this small lull to regain her breath. As she panted she began to plan out an escape path. She still had plenty of fight in her but if she kept expending chakra at this pace she would be too exhausted to fight. With the motorcycle gone they would have to escape on foot if they wanted to retreat. Most likely they would have to find somewhere to hole up until they regained their strength. Her anxieties were interrupted by a bestial roar from below. 'Is it a new kind of zombie?' she wondered as she ran over to the edge 'Be careful Logan.' But it wasn't a zombie, it was Logan who was roaring and snarling like a crazed animal. From her vantage point she could see her battle partner cutting through the zombies with claws that were coming out of his hands. With what she had seen during her life as an Interpol agent this wasn't what surprised her the most. She had seen tons of crazy contraptions that could work similarly, the mysterious could channel lightning with her punches thanks to a mysterious suit she wore.
What scared her was the way Logan acted; she had never seen anything like it. It was as if Logan had decided to shed his humanity adopting the fighting style of a beast. He kicked, slashed, stabbed and decapitated anything that came close to him accompanied with the noises that came from his mouth, snarls meshed with growls punctuated with more roars of bestial delight from the carnage. Chun hesitated on top of that roof, scared of what she should do. She wanted to drop back down and assist him but…with the way he fought it made her fear that he would turn on her. Even Akuma, a man who called himself a devil fought in a manner that was hardly sporting but at least the movements could be categorized as human.
While she watched, the distant sound of a thin, reedy shriek caught her attention. One of the zombies was cutting through the crowd in front of Logan, she had never seen this one before but it screamed danger. It was huge with a burlap sack over its head wielding a chainsaw that it used to cut through its brethren in order to get closer to Logan. The man was too far into the depths of blood fueled carnage to even register the fact that this horrendous creature was aiming for him. Without a thought, Chun jumped off the roof aiming a kick at the giant zombie. No matter what, she couldn't stand to watch someone in die in a situation where she could've saved them. Her kick blew the head of the monster right off transforming the burlap sack into the head's carrying case. The rest of the body fell forward onto the chainsaw stopping the edge with its density.
She couldn't worry about Logan's leave of humanity at this moment, there were zombies to kill. Once again Chun entered that battle, her only conscious thought was a reminder to not get too close to Logan but other than that it was pure instinct all the way. Eventually she came out of her stupor as the number of enemies thinned rapidly. She couldn't tell how long she was fighting but it must have been a considerable chunk of time. From her initial observations she noted the human zombies retreating from the battle at a hurried pace bringing most of the zombie dogs with them leaving the cannon fodder zombies and a few frog zombies to buy them time to escape.
The rest of the group was effortlessly mopped up by her and Logan leaving them with an amazing amount of corpses about their feet. Carefully stepping around them she turned to look at Logan fearful of what she might find. He was alive, this she was extremely thankful of, but his bestial persona remained. He viewed her through eyes devoid of anything, save instinct, growling at her the entire time like a beast about to pounce. "Logan" she said as gently as she could "please calm down." This only proved to be the spark that set him off as the lunged at her with a wicked grin on his face. She rolled out of the way wheeling about the small circle they were situated in; about them lay a sea of stinking corpses. She was trapped with no quick way of escape by the bodies of those she had slain; there was something disgustingly poetic about that thought.
He turned about on all fours like a monster his body tensed for a second pounce. Chun sighed and got into a stance "Sorry, Logan I hope this won't hurt too much." He lunged again only to receive a kick to the face which sent him sprawling to the side. He picked himself up slowly and for a brief, fleeting second she hoped this had knocked the sense back into him. Instead it just seemed to enrage him more as he got back up on two legs and came slashing away at her with his hand claws. His advance stopped her from attacking him unless she wanted to get cut; instead she backed up keeping out of range as best she could. Once she had some space she ran forward straight into his claws then at the last second dove into slide that made his claws swipe thin air. Kicking the feet out from under him Chun wheeled about from her slide backing up again as Logan picked himself up off the cement.
He had tried on all fours then on two legs so Chun wasn't terrible caught off guard as the berserk man took to the sky. She was caught off guard by his attack, she had been expecting him to attack with his claws but instead he launched a drop kick. She jumped away to try and avoid him but he knocked her onto her back with a thud. She rolled to the side to avoid a claw swipe getting a close glimpse at the blood stained claw. 'If I get cut once it's over.' She thought picking herself up off the ground 'I need to end this now.' He rushed forward with a yawp his claws cocked to end this with a stab to the chest. Chun threw her torso back dodging both claws while kneeing him in the second. She jerked herself back up taking advantage of Logan staggering back to launch him into the air with a kick. As he fell down she launched into her Spinning Bird Kick slamming her foot into his mid rift sending him into pile of corpses. Gasping for breath she waited to see if her opponent began to rise, hoping to heaven she hadn't seriously harmed him. Logan groaned underneath the corpse pile and picked himself out of it. He stood up allowing Chun to glance at his eyes, they had returned to their normal alert gaze. "Are you ok" Chun asked feeling guilty "I'm sorry about that." Logan said nothing choosing instead to check the state of his clothing, irreparable, then pushed his way past Chun and began to scale his way over the corpses in his journey north.
Sighing at her predicament Chun followed him at a respectable distance confused as hell about Logan's actions but realizing that he was not in a mood to chat. Checking her phone she was surprised to see that the battle had taken about two hours give or take a half hour. She couldn't help but worry about the time constraints they were facing, t could easily take a week to get through the north of the city where the problem was the worst. Chun knew she couldn't weather too many more of those battle royales especially if her ally was given to rampant blood lust. For lengthier amount of time than she would have liked, she considered ditching Logan for her own protection but two factors made that proposition more dangerous than travelling with him.
First and most obvious, Chun wouldn't be able to handle another horde that large by herself. He had easily killed two thirds of the zombies back there completely unaided by her; the man was a weapon unto himself. Second, he knew the area much better than Chun which had a multitude of benefits. He probably had an idea where they could stay for the night as well as roads where they could take to avoid roaming hordes. Understanding now more than ever how high the odds were stacked against her she decided to stick it out for a bit longer.
The battle they had might have been time consuming but it also greatly helped them progress quickly as well. With no vehicle in sight to use they had to hoof it, and with most of the zombies in the immediate area having been wiped out by them, they journeyed forth with no surprises waiting for them behind street corners. Every now and then one of the human zombies would go scurrying away into the alleys once they were spotted by the pair. It was chillingly obvious that these were the ones capable of planning attacks; they were probably observing them in order to catch them in another ambush. Logan said nothing the entire day besides a few feral growls at the human zombies peeking at them.
Nightfall forced them to find accommodations, a lonely grocery store proved to be the perfect hide out. Some opportunistic raiders had broken in stripping the place fairly thoroughly but a sizeable amount of food was still present. After boarding up the room Chun got to work making a small fire while Logan wandered off somewhere. Nestling some tin cans filled with various foodstuffs Chun stretched her sore limbs. Two days of crazy zombie dodging was nothing to the Interpol Agent but the fact that the situation was filled with unknown variables put her on edge. Sighing she wandered about the store a bit, not too far from the fire lest she ruin their meal. Grimacing she wiped her tongue against her teeth, no matter how many missions she went on Chun still hated the feeling of fuzz from not brushing her teeth. Fruitlessly she combed the cleaned out shelves around the cash out lanes looking for some kind of candy, gum preferably, to help ease the grimy feeling plaguing her mouth.
Pivoting about on her foot Chun caught sight of the machines by the shop's door. Brightly colored gum drops lay nestled in a red machine with a goldfish bowl on the top of it allowing passer by a peek at the candy in the hopes of enticing them to drop a quarter into the slot. Chun fished about her pockets bringing up only a handful of fen and some yuan. Typically Interpol used bank cards to allow their agents to pull money from wherever in the world they are invalidating the need for petty cash. Annoyed at how close she was to freshening her breath, Chun picked out a fen that was close enough to a quarter's size and plopped it into the machine's slot curious to see if she could trick it. Despite the fact the machine had been built in China it refused to swallow its motherland's currency, the knob refused to turn. When Chun tried applied more force to the handle the machine gave way a bit but then jammed tightly once it was turned half way.
"What are you doing?" Logan asked irritably from her side causing the agent to turn toward him. In his arms he carried a case of beer as well as a bag of chips. He had changed out of his clothes as well; the set he had been wearing had been stained with all the gore from fighting stinking to high heaven. He must have gotten his new pair from whatever was being sold in the grocery store, Chun reasoned, it must have been slim pickings too. He had discarded his shoes leaving him barefoot, no surprise considering that shoes were not a commodity offered with the small pile clothing a grocery store offers. At least what he wore matched somewhat, black athletic shorts lacking a brand mark along with an "I love NY" tee=shirt that was at least four sizes too small for him. Gifting him with an unwanted mid rift it gave Chun a unobstructed view of most of the man's gut. He was built like a body builder, powerful rippling abs with tree trunk arms. Probably unintentional on his part, but his shorts were slung low enough that Chun could tell he wasn't wearing underwear either, perhaps because there was none being sold at the grocery store's clothing section or perhaps out of habit, which she didn't know what to think of. She felt a bit sheepish at the fact she had suddenly taken an interest in what Logan chose to gird his loins with, if he even girded them at all
"What are you lookin at?" he snapped at her getting a shrug out of her. "Nothing" she said, nonchalantly and turning away, annoyed at the mysterious buzzing that was emanating from her core. "It was the only thing I could find, alright?" he barked at her clearly pissed off by her perceived amusement before putting the beer case down. With a snkit he sliced open the gum machine, the glass plicing into five rings before falling off the top shattering on the floor below. "You're welcome" he groused, re-shouldering his beer and stomping back to the fire. Chun opened her mouth to protest his vandalism but shut it before uttering so much as a breath; she knew Logan didn't give a shit especially since the store was already in shambles. What was the harm in some free gum? Picking out several drops she pocketed the handful of rainbow balls before returning to the fire as well. Logan had already fished the cans out of the fire and summoning his claws again he opened their tops revealing their steaming contents.
Grabbing a disposable spoon Chun dug into a can of canned ravioli; they were cooked perfectly and savored the first hot meal she had eaten since three hours boarding the plane from Beijing. She then chose a can of green beans to give the meal a pale shade of healthy eating then ditched all pretense of trying to eat a balanced meal by cutting herself a generous slice of chocolate cake. Beside her Logan wolfed down very thing else they had gathered from cans to cake to the bag of chips he brought back while swigging down beers. He ate with all the politeness of a starving animal smacking his lips with relish proclaiming his satisfaction on occasion with a belch. 'Behold the pinnacle of American manhood.' Chun thought wryly. Yet despite her logic and the Stone Age manners being displayed in front of her it did nothing to abate the strange buzzing in her veins. Excusing herself from the fire Chun wandered into the bathroom and took off her boots. They were caked with gore as well but unlike Logan's clothes they had been cobbled with Chun's particular needs in mind. Running the cold water in the sink she scrubbed them with a fervor watching as the stains struggled to hold before failing thanks to the brilliance of textile engineering.
Once they were clean and she relieved herself in one of the stalls Chun returned to find Logan laying by the fire having finished his meal. He was already out and snoring up a storm. Picking her way over to the other side of the fire Chun took off her denim jacket balling it up into a make shift pillow. She hoped to get at least a decent night's sleep even with Logan sawing away nearby. Luckily she was able to nod off quickly into a dreamless stupor like the one she had gotten the night before. Morning came and went before either of them managed to wake up. By the time noon waxed into early afternoon Chun woke up stiff as a board thanks to the hard linoleum flooring, forcing her to stretch for quite a bit to re-spark any feeling in her limbs.
Logan was still out no longer snoring, from his breathing pattern Chun was fairly sure he was still asleep, perhaps it was an REM cycle or something? Going through her morning ablutions she substituted brushing her teeth for the gum Logan had acquired for her grimacing as the syrupy sweet taste settled uncomfortably with the age of the gum. As she gnashed hard in order to turn the stale piece of candy into paste she wondered irritably why no one ever restocked the machine every now and then. With the taste of pure Americana staining her teeth she wandered back to the burnt out fire where Logan continues to sleep uninterrupted his shirt and pants askew at such an revealing level Chun's buzzing hit a crescendo forcing her to stop an reflect on what it was. Clearly it was happening around Logan and the most likely reason was because she was still wary about him. It frustrated her that even though she was a very tolerant person she still couldn't adapt to working with someone on her mission, albeit someone who had lost it when he was in battle.
Vowing to put her own feelings aside in order to work better with Logan she retreated to the back of the store. Finding a large enough space she began her morning tae kwon do routine in order to relax her mind while shaking the stiffness out of her limbs. With practiced tranquility Chun went through the motions, her mind using the peaceful state to try and reconcile Logan and herself. In true compromising fashion she played with the idea of talking about her concerns with Logan. But while she subscribed to the non-violent approach with her entire being she also understood there were limitations on talk, she wasn't that idealistic. Even though she had known him for about twenty four hours or so Chun was sure Logan would simply rebuff her attempt to dialog with him. Another element of that vaunted American machismo she wasn't crazy about.
That left a few others options including an acquaintance of hers named Ryu. The travelling martial artist had crossed paths with her several times often giving them a chance to spar at the height of their ability, a rarity given the skill both of them had. Currently she shared a record of ten wins to nine loses, she was leading but Chun was also getting the feeling that Ryu's potential out shone her own; she would likely lose next time. It was through sparing with him she had gotten to know his pure spirit as well as his way of negotiation. According to him the best way to talk to a person was by fighting with them, fists couldn't lie. Sadly she doubted that Ryu's methods would work on a person like Logan. The last thing she wanted was to reactivate that blood lust and it seemed like fighting was what triggered it.
She debated with herself until she finished her tae kwon do but was unable to find a way to approach him. By now the sun had risen high enough to send long golden rays through the upper slats of the door or between the slats of the barricades they had erected. Grabbing a nearby grocery bag she filled it with it with some supplies before returning to the fire pit. Logan was getting up with a grumpy huff and scratching himself lazily. "Good morning" Chun greeted politely. "Mornin" he replied sullenly as his hands plunged into the hem of his pants as he gave his balls a good scratch. Chun did her best to ignore the buzzing as she stepped around him to pull down a few of the barricades they had placed about the door.
Tentatively peeking out of the door she checked for zombies on the street. There was not a single undead menace in sight much like it was yesterday. Chun hoped that the police were making progress with this apparent drought of putrid flesh happening. Perhaps they were congregating higher north like hunted animals preparing for their last stand. She sincerely hoped so; the faster this invasion was over the better for everyone. Logan returned from the bathroom looking just as groggy and bedraggled as he had when he had gotten up. They packed up without speaking a word to each other, the small amount of conversation they had last night was not indicative that all had been forgiven. With the afternoon sun on their backs they continued their journey with all senses on high alert for zombies. They walked for about two hours before Chun called in realizing in a panic she had not phoned for twenty four hours. Haggar sounded relieved by when he picked up. "Shit Chun, I thought I had sent ya into a death trap. I didn't get a wink of sleep last night." Chun rubbed the back of her head with one hand "Sorry sir, the zombies have been giving me a hard time."
"Well as long as you ain't dead or undead I'm ecstatic with anything." He replied warmly "Are you making any progress with the source?" "I'm almost to the center of the northern sector but I haven't found anything indicative of a source. Also, there had been no progress on that second thing you've gotten me on either." She wondered if she should mention her bestial companion but decided against it. The man sighed and Chun could practically see in her mind's eye the disheveled mayor running a hand through his greasy hair "Just focus on getting out of their alive. Nothing else matters if you're dead." "Yes sir," Chun said "I'll report later." "Please do" the mayor aid before hanging up.
"Who was that" Logan asked from up ahead. Chun snapped the phone shut "The mayor" she replied nonchalantly "he contacted my agency to help with the zombie problem "And they sent you" Logan muttered but the statement wasn't patronizing, he was merely stating a fact. The conversation died once again as they trudged onward under the uncomfortably hot summer sun. Dinner came and went allowing them to feast upon the food they had brought with them. Neither of them was particularly hungry so they only ate a smidge of the food with them before continuing. Chun wished they could find another vehicle to "borrow" but the zombies had smashed up whatever was on the road leaving nothing for the pair to ride. It might have been a long third day on the job if Logan hadn't stopped. The Interpol agent watched mystified as the man froze and sniffed the air heavily like a blood hound on the scent. He even got down on all fours almost pressing his nostrils on the cement. He shot up, alert and restless "Laura" he said simply before running around the next bend heading to the right.
Chun followed at his heels, preparing herself mentally for what they might find as well as the rage it might trigger in Logan. Weaving around buildings for about half a mile the man finally came to a stop in front of a some kind of community hall his nose sniffing the air heavily. "Shit" he growled before turning to Chun "stay out of this. I'm goin in alone." This was a reasonable request especially considering what had happened last time they had fought together but the Interpol agent had always kept the safety of her friends and allies close to her heart. She would look back on this later with utter contempt but Chun did hesitate, she seriously considered his offer. Taking her silence as an agreement the man charged forward claws unsheathed cutting the door its hinges.
Chun paused yet again her thoughts plaguing her; surely Logan could take care of any undead menace within that hall. A roar ripped through the air, the same kind that he had cried during their fight, then another and another. One particularly fearsome one was cut the silence reinstating itself in a heavy handed manner. Impulsively Chun dashed forward not caring if Logan was in the grips of the queen mother of all berserk fits; she had to see what was going on. She rushed inside only to be accosted by two zombies, a dog and a frog man. "Get out of the way" she shouted bringing her foot down on the dog's head killing it one blow before pivoting around to parry a punch from the frog man by diverting it with a tap from her foot.
As the frog man overextended Chun blew its head off with Kikoken running off further into the hall before the head even hit the floor. She rounded about the hallway to the left where a titanic crash could be heard a few feet away. A pair of mahogany wood double doors rose up before her blocked by about five human like zombies, she didn't even blink. With a leap she landed with one hand on the floor her legs whirling above her head in her signature attack. The Spinning Bird Kick sent the zombies sprawling about like bowling pins. She pushed open the double doors entering a large ballroom; this community was obvious filled with millionaires if they had a community center like this. The ceiling was easily twenty feet with columns surrounding the sides of the room with a beautiful hardwood floor.
But instead of snuffed up rich stiffs the room was filled floor to ceiling with zombies, in particular two giant zombies that just managed to avoid grazing the roof of the ceiling. The grand crystal chandelier which had once hung from the roof with a breathtaking glory lay smashed on the floor while several large dents had been placed in the floor. Logan was being swung around by one of the giant zombies impacting the floor several times before being thrown against the wall. Chun gasped as she watched his limp body slide down onto the floor where he was beset upon by a gaggle of zombies. "Dammit" she whispered painfully realizing how stupid she had been to let him go in alone.
She watched the zombies bunch around trying to get a bite swelling larger and larger with each passing second. She wanted to destroy them but her common sense stopped her, she couldn't afford to get emotional. Digging deep into that core of restraint she hadn't accessed since tracking down her father's killer Chun steeled her mind until her all that was left was her mind and a metallic frost in her soul that prevented her from making snap decisions. The best option was to escape in order to report this find to Haggar. As the mayor he could organize a platoon that could root out this cache with exponentially higher chances of success than if she chose to take the horde on her lonesome. Batting away some of the regulars with a half-hearted kick she turned about ready to make a hasty exit.
A muted guttural roar made Chun stop in her tracks 'Impossible' she thought surveying the throbbing zombie group with wide eyes. "Get…the …hell…offa me!" Logan yelled bursting through the swarm of bodies slashing about wildly. It was truly unbelievable and Chun had seen some very unbelievable things in her life as an agent but this took the cake. Instead of stomping out with a broken, battered body Logan surged forth looking fairly good for a guy whose bones should have been splintered into a million pieces. The only hint that he had undergone severe body trauma was one of his legs and both of his arms looked crooked. Every time he managed to clear away enough space with his wild swings he pushed his broken limbs into place with little more than a small snarl. "Girl, behind you" he shouted breaking her out of the stupor she had been in. With a blind cart wheel she dodged the knife blow of a human zombie who was leading a pack of dogs and frog men toward her.
She entered that mental mind frame again as the fray began around her. Fighting in the enclosed ballroom was much more difficult than the streets. Mobility was restricted thanks to the size of the room and its many occupants. Consciously the pair had to be sure not to get drawn into the center of the room; the zombies could use their numbers to outflank them. Thus both battlers crossed towards each other keeping close to the wall of the ballroom. As she approached Logan, Chun kept her eye on two variables that could turn the battle from manageable to deadly in a split second. The first was Logan himself, and the possibility he might regress back into that blood lusting berserker behavior. Thankfully it seemed like he was managing to keep his cool even though the stream of growls blooming from his lips with every swipe of his claws certainly made her check up on him often. The second problem was the two huge zombies skulking about in the center of the room. While they stayed rooted in their spot their thick bluish skin looked impenetrable while their crude clubs gripped in their meaty mitts could flatten them effortlessly. If either of them joined the battle it would get hairy real fast.
After kicking tons of zombie butt Chun and Logan managed to meet up for some quick conversation, regaining her consciousness Chun fought over the din of the battle to hear what Logan was saying to her. "My daughter is in that tube behind those two ugly bastards!" he yelled at her before pausing to deal with a platoon of regular zombies. Slicing them into ribbons he backtracked to his position at Chun's back "I'll deal with the giant walking pimples, get my daughter out of there." He paused uncomfortably "Please." Chun snorted "I'm on it, duck down." He hunched on all fours allowing Chun to launch a quick Spinning Bird Kick that knocked the zombies surrounding them down. Flipping off him the Interpol agent darted into the crowd using her Lightning Legs technique to blaze a path ahead entrusting her back to a rampaging Logan.
Somnolently, the giant zombies watched the pair forge towards them, seemingly nonchalant at the prospect of a potential meal rushing their way. Once Chun got about five feet away from them the haze in their eyes seemed to shift subtly, bringing forth a sudden predatory gleam. With a ragged scream the pair rose their clubs up above their heads smashing the ceiling above sending shards of concrete and wood raining down amongst the crowd. Chun paused completely caught off guard by the sudden aggression but Logan had seen this coming a mile away. Grabbing the woman by the collar he slung her between then before placing his arms up above his head. The columns smashed down breaking both his arms while sending his legs through the floor causing a crater. Grimacing, Logan pushed the clubs away, giving him a moment to reset his arms before his advanced healing factor screwed him over. His grimace turned into a smile as the initial pain wore off "This is gonna be fun."
While Logan dealt with the duo Chun made her way through the crowd using sweeping Spinning Bird Kicks to progress quickly. The tube ahead was a sickly shade of green, still translucent to see through, while also being bolted into the floor with humungous screws. It was roughly ten feet high more than enough to contain the single girl inside. Logan's daughter was curled up inside it unaware of the battle raging in front of her. Rushing up to the container Chun tapped it "Hey! Are you ok?" The girl made no effort to stand up or even look at Chun choosing to continue to huddle within the glass chamber. She banged on the glass some more before turning around to deal with a dog pack. Rushed for time Chun used the momentum of her the finishing blow she used on the last dog to try and shatter the glass tube. Her kicks could shatter stone so Chun was caught completely off guard when her foot rebounded off without so much as creating a crack.
She tried two more kicks hitting the same spot with perfect precision only to confirm that physical blows weren't going to work at all. She paused to deal with more zombies watching out of the corner of her eye as Logan was thrown about by the giant only to pick himself back up and rush right back in with a nasty little grin plastering his face. 'He's getting close to going berserk.' Chun realized her stomach knotting at the very thought of that scenario occurring 'I need to work quickly.' Running back over to the tube she shot ut a barrage of Kikoken following it up with a Kikosho for good measure. The barrier absorbed the blow effortlessly without as much as a rattle; it even failed to attract the attention of the girl inside. Growling with frustration she pivoted to see if Logan could possibly help her but with just a glance she knew that would be impossible.
Logan had just sidestepped a blow from one of them allowing him to scramble up its giant arm creating huge lacerations as he used his claws as climbing hooks. With a triumphant cry he plunged his way into the beast's chest, carving out chunks of flesh that were quickly snapped up by the zombies around the giant's feet. With a scream it shook the man off then bent down grabbing a handful of zombies with its mitt. As its twin chased off Logan with its weapon the giant downed several of it kin without even stopping to chew. Its ragged flesh stopped bleeding then a scarred epidermis snaked its way up the wound covering it like a bandage. Seeing his opponent shrug his attack so easily drove Logan into a rage returning his mind into that bestial mind set Chun was trying so hard to avoid. Soon the man wasn't even trying to gain an advantage choosing instead to continuously charge the giants not phased in the slightest if they knocked him for a loop. One good thing that did come out of the fight was the massive amount of zombies Logan was clearing out with each counter charge had thinned out the herd by a considerable margin, giving Chun plenty of space to try to find a solution. Looking about she spotted a computer in the room behind the tube, perhaps it could be used to unseal the tube.
She managed to boot it up without problem but once she got to the menu she found that the only thing on the computer was a bunch of locked files. Clicking on one brought up a prompt to input a password with each file requiring one in order to access its contents. Banging her fist down on the panel, Chun returned back to the tube. She tried a flurry of blows that did nothing save make her foot sore. Chun sighed as she scrambled her brain to trying to think of something in her repertoire that could help her out. Unbidden the face of a familiar opponent materialized in her mind, the infamous operative . Chun had chased her down to get info about S.I.N's activity, the pair had fought each other a couple of times whenever Chun had caught up with her. The woman had used a special tech suit her company had made in conjunction with her formidable fighting prowess to overcome any attempt by Chun to bring her in.
Out of unsportsmanlike spite Chun had tried to call her out on using tech to bolster her attacks rather than sticking to pure martial arts. The other woman had merely laughed at her before leaving using her thunder knuckles to bust out of the room Chun had cornered her in. She had griped about this to Ryu in their last sparring match that earned her a frown from him. "Chun, you can't rely on such robotics if you want to bring out your full potential. A kick motivated by the right feeling can demolish any obstacle, you merely have to steel your heart" he had said in complete earnest. While Chun liked the guy and admired his skills the fortune cookie mumbo-jumbo got on her nerves really quickly at times. Still…Chun rolled her eyes 'C'mon girl, you're not really going to buy into super cheesy eighties era knowledge dispensed by a disgustingly stereotyped old Asian man, are you?' From behind her she heard the sickening crack of Logan being slammed into the ground taking a barrage of blows from both giants keeping him stunlocked on the ground.
'No, no I'm not' she thought resolutely before returning to the computer console not really sure exactly what it was she wanted to try. Aimlessly she tried to get around the passwords trying to recall that article she had read about the most popular passwords people use. "If you keep doing that the computer will lock up" a voice suddenly commented from out of nowhere "You're not the owner of this computer are you, user?" Looking around wildly Chun didn't see anyone else in the room with her "Where are you? Who are you?" she asked ready and willing to strike. "My name is Zero, user, and I must ask why you are attempting to log on to this computer. I have been transferred here by a mysterious user with orders to protect this console from hacking attempts" The voice patiently explained to her "However it has recently come to my attention that certain elements of this situation are not what they seem and as such I wish to dialogue with you about your aims." "Um…well…I'm just trying to see if there's a way to free this girl who's stuck in some weird tube thing a few yards away from us."
"Ah, yes, I am familiar with the imprisoned user. My installer has built a release command into the script in this computer" the voice replied "I shall open it for you but I require knowledge of the situation going on outside in the organic world." After she summarized the events of the past few days for it Chun crossed her arms neutrally "Can't you find out what's going on if you're in a computer?" "Unfortunately while I am sentient data my code is that of a Maverick Hunter thus I am gifted mainly with virus elimination over information gathering and processing" the voice responded "My limited access to the Internet has provided me with a modicum of the situation which I find quite fascinating but I wished to hear it from the lips of a user directly." Pulling up one of the password encrypted files the A.I sliced through it cleanly giving it access to whatever was on the inside of it.
"Powering down the force field" it announced scrolling through mounds and mounds of script "This was surprisingly simple; the code is primitive at best. User, may I share a theory that I have been concocting over this past week?" "Um…sure but can this wait a moment? I need to go back and make sure that girl gets to safety" she replied ushering to the ballroom behind her. "Fear not, the time it will take for the force field to dispel entirely will take no more than ten minutes and thirteen seconds in which I have ample time to discuss my theory with you." Not even waiting for Chun to reply it continued on "I come from a different world, user, one that is devoid of users such as yourself. Naturally data is capable of flowing from one system to another to the point where transferring into a world still containing users is possible. However under no circumstances did I request transfer from my home world which leads me to believe some sort of virulent malware has managed to maneuver me unwillingly into crossing cyberspaces and then blocking my attempts to return home."
"I see, is there any particular reason you're telling me this" Chun asked scratching her head. "Simply that I would like to request that you please upload the most powerful antivirus code you are capable of finding" the voice instructed her "By downloading this I hope to use your Neanderthal technology to clear away the data for a mere fraction of a millisecond so I can return home. In return for your cooperation I am willing to give you anything you would like that is within my abilities to produce." "Well I guess it would be helpful to know who did this" Chun replied "Why are the zombies congregating here and why is that girl trapped inside that tube?" "Unfortunately I do not know the identity of the user who employed my services; he only contacted me once, offering to return me home if I guarded this information for him. However underneath this facility is the lab where the initial force of zombies came from, I believe you may find some answers down there." Chun bowed at the computer monitor "Thank you for the help but I'm not too sure how to upload this antivirus you're looking for. I'm not terribly competent with computers." "Not to worry user, I merely need you to access a Mr. Stark's personal computer, his security network is at a level above the rest of your kind so I cannot simply break in. Once you log on simply insert this memory stick and I will be able to access the antivirus."
The computer spat out a memory stick from a small compartment which Chun pocketed "Do you know of the man of whom I speak?" "I'm aware of Mr. Tony Stark" Chun replied "I'll try my best to honor your request." The A.I voice did not say anything else save choosing instead to slice open the rest of the protection on the computer monitor. Suddenly a script appeared running a myriad of codes in a flash which clicked in acceptance. The glass tube to her right wavered a bit like a mirage before vanishing completely letting the girl slumped inside to fall backwards into the ground.
"Hey, are you ok?" she asked shaking the girls arm hoping for some kind of response from the comatose teen. The girl staggered uneasily for a second before steadying herself, looking around quizzically. "Where the hell am I…?" she asked dumbfounded by the area she was in. A brutal roar caused both of them to jump; Logan's body was bright red from the beating he was taking without cease looking pained for the first time. "Dad" the girl shrieked wriggling out of Chun's grip racing straight for the giants. "Shit, no, don't!" Chun warned trying to catch the girl before she could attract the beasts' attention. Unfortunately for her one of the giants did take notice switching from pounding on Logan to taking a swing at the girls. Logan's daughter ignored the club about to smash her increasing her speed to just barely dodge the club. Jerking to her left Chun did a side flip to avoid becoming street pizza, sacrificing any attempt to stop the teen from drawing close to the zombie pounding on her father.
With a feral shriek the girl bounded her way onto the beast's head positioning herself near its eye. Summoning her own set of claws with a snikt she proceeded to pierce the left eyeball in a flurry of scratches accompanied by more growling. "I guess she takes after you" "She'd claw your eyes out if she heard you say that" Chun took a small breath of relief along with a wry grin realizing that Logan had been right, his daughter could take care of herself. Resolutely she turned her gaze towards the second giant who was advancing slowly on her; this was the far more pressing issue right now. With a snarl it tried to bat her away with a horizontal strike which she jumped over launching a kick into its face. It reeled back with a scream swatting the air with its free hand allowing Chun to circle around looking for some kind of weak spot.
The thick hide deflected her blows easily enough stopping any kind of attack short of an arsenal of missiles. Deciding to concentrate on its legs in an effort to at least cripple it Chun shot a Kikoken at its knee cap to see if it had any effect. Aside from making it wobble the blast had no real effect on the epidermis making Chun realize that there was no way for her to beat it by herself. Dodging a few of its blows she dashed underneath its legs heading for Logan who was still lying in the crater the giants had created attempting to smash the guts out of him like a bug. "Logan!" she called shaking him gently "We need your help, get up...please!" To her right the teen had managed to position herself on the beast's chest digging her claws deeply into the chest. Like her father before her she burrowed into its chest cavity like a demented mole sending meaty chunks everywhere. Even with the tough epidermis her claws worked unhindered and before the beast could react the girl was already completely submerged in chest cavity.
A moment passed before she emerged from its back, having burrowed a hole large enough that Chun could see straight through it unobstructed. The beast felt about for a zombie snack but came up wanting, the fact its eye was destroyed threw off its depth perception preventing it from grabbing any of the fallen undead scattered about it. After a second of struggling it let out a giant howl before falling to the side like a mighty oak causing everyone to jump when it impacted the floor. Logan's daughter gave a victory cry just before being batted by the surviving twin. Somehow, parental instinct perhaps, Logan snapped out of his comatose state with a yowl. Pushing past a stunned Chun he used a mighty swing of his claws to dig deeply into the knee cap causing it to fall down. From its side the hand swung out looking for food only to have its finger cut off by the teen daughter seeking revenge.
"Dad!" she cried out launching herself at her old man her claws drawn. Logan grabbed his daughter by foot and slung her up into the air till her feet slammed against the ceiling. Like a shaft of lightning the girl stabbed herself into the zombie's head cutting it in half. Falling down on the floor filthy from the rotten blood Chun still couldn't miss the crazy little grin on the teen's face, like father like daughter indeed. Walking up to his daughter, as every bit as filthy as she was, he awkwardly shuffled his feet "You ok, kid?" he asked gruffly causing her to shrug nonchalantly "Yeah, been better though." A pregnant pause enveloped the two before Logan tried to break it with a one armed hug that Laura shrugged off, "No offense dad…"she muttered stepping away from him "But you stink." Logan growled "Ain't you grateful. I've been busting my ass to find ya and this is the thanks I get." "I could have saved myself" she shot back crossing her arms.
Logan growled at his daughter who chose to ignore his hurt feelings opting instead to sulk in the corner of the room poking at one of the zombie corpses with her claws. "Uh…is everything ok?" Chun asked awkwardly "Peachy" Logan bitched at her "Let's get outta this stinkin hell hole." More than ready to return to city hall for a decent meal plus a hot shower Chun strolled out the door with the family following her. As they headed back down the street the teen sidled up to her "So who the hell are you?" 'Yep she's her father's daughter alright' Chun thought wryly but smiled politely nonetheless. "My name is Chun Li, I'm an Interpol agent." She offered her hand which the girl limply grasped "Laura Kiney-Logan" she replied dully. There was a small silence between them before Laura whispered to Chun "So, what'dt ya do ta piss him off?"
Chun's eyebrow quirked "Piss off who?" Laura rolled her eyes "Who else? My old man, you must have really hit a sore spot." Chun frowned, thinking back on their journey trying to ascertain exactly what she was talking about. Logan was a prickly individual in the first place so she might not have noticed what she did at all. She glanced back at the man but he didn't look particularly angry, he was scraping the crap off of his skin. Not really sure if she should apologize or something Chun slowed her pace down until she was next to him, ahead Laura was staring back at them. "What do you want?" he barked at her trying to scrub out a particularly stubborn stain. "Um…sorry" Chun muttered rubbing the back of her head before picking up her pace ready to give the volatile man some space. "Slow your ass down, waddya mean sorry? Why the hell are you sorry?" Chun shrugged her shoulders. "You seem on edge, I wasn't sure if it was something I did." She hadn't known Logan for long but she didn't want their brief partnership to end on an angry note.
"What the hell are you blabbing on about kid" he asked glaring at her "I ain't angry at ya." He paused for a second before muttering "I'm…sorry about attacking ya during that zombie attack." Chun was greatly surprised by his apology "It's was nothing. Sorry for kicking you around a bit." He smirked "Those love taps? You're a tough broad but ya ain't that tough." She smirked in return before stretching her arms lazily "I'm glad we found your daughter." He gave a small laugh "Me too kid, me too."
