Lies and Panic

by JenInTheDark

President Witter is notified that he was lied to about the 'flu outbreak' in Tervu, Washington. Now, he must try and pick up the pieces while finding those who are behind it. A side-along story to A Cruel, Undead World featuring main characters and OC's. Recommended to be read with referenced story. Rated T for graphic scenes, violence and language.

3. Chapter 3: 10 Survivors

Lies and Panic

A Side-Along Story to A Cruel, Undead World

~ Chapter 3 ~

Ten Survivors

Tervu Infection Outbreak Active for: 0 Years, 1 Month, 0 Weeks, 1 Day, 19:00:00.

The time has come for the President to destroy the remains of Tervu, Washington. It is seven in the morning, and he hadn't slept in the last 24-hours. He was nervous.

A little less than a week ago, they saved the first two survivors. He was glad to hear that one of them was the daughter of the two parents who he met earlier. The other, a foster child. Sadness overcame Witter when he had the foster boy recount what had happened. It turned out his foster parents betrayed him and his older brother, and then later his brother was bitten. Though, he knew things would look up for the young man as he gave personal permission for the Combs family to adopt the boy as their own.

Four days ago he got word that more people had been found, one of which was an ex-BSAA member and another a pregnant woman. By this time, he was forced to tell the escapees that they had to stay and be checked head to toe for any signs of the infection. As the tests were done, it showed one girl was infected, but like the times before had adapted for her benefit. The president decided not to condemn her for this.

Finally, he also got word minutes ago that someone had found a walkie talkie, and called in rescue. About a minute before the destruction would begin, he was told that three people escaped successfully.

Ten people.

Only ten had survived out of a city that hosted thousands.

The quest to find Neo-Umbrella has begun, for they are the ones behind this. He didn't care who, he didn't care why-he wanted those people to pay for what they did.

With a heavy heart, President Witter looked down at that God forsaken red button that was placed on his desk this morning. This button would destroy up to the very boundaries of the deceased city.

Knowing it was necessary, the president gave one final sigh and prayer for everyone this country had lost, and pushed the button—sending a small missile to Tervu.