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Cleaning up she came down "WAKE UP! TIME TO GO!" the men scrambled together their stuff and headed out. "You remember how to take them down?" "Yes Ma'am!" Nodding they headed out with light packs to keep all their ammo but nothing more. Quietly they walked through the now gray ghetto area. Everything was concrete and fences, bars lining the windows and doors. It didn't look like Colorado anymore, it looked like something from Los Angeles or something but not Colorado. They all pulled up the cloth masks as the putrid smell of rotting flesh was like a thick blanket of smog hovering through the streets.

Motioning one to come up she had him lead to direct her where the survivors were. It was a nightmare as their cover of silence was compromised from a lone z-head. "b*****d." more moaning could be heard from all around "Time to move bastards." They picked up the pace to a nice run, picking off z-heads easily as they ran. She made a startling realization "They sleep..." as she saw many 'wake' to join the fray. "Not good...think later run now." to herself. From the air they looked like a train of mice running through the maze of snakes and lizards that want to eat them trying to get to the cheese first. It wasn't cute or analytical, unfortunately they didn't know that they were doing exactly what someone was wanting as he watched with a greasy smile that would have given even Adara chills.

"PAN RIGHT...NO RIGHT PAN RIGHT!" A few other orders were barked out by others that seemed to confuse them all. "ORDER!" Adara watched as her team panicked horrible. Looking back she saw the younger and more green they were the quicker they were picked off. The veterines like her formed up a team of 15 and moved on. There was nothing more they could do as they shot their team members in the head for a quick and painless death. Grunting Adara ran off with the team, she maybe harder then a marine, but she still had some feelings and hated that with all her might.

"Run...run my little pets, run to where they are and bring them back to your little hole. Run till you can't run again." Pushing some buttons the male's voice let out a small laugh. His own men bringing in a knocked out older brother ready for experiments and new programming if you could call it that. Strapped to the table the unmentionable was pumped full of different liquids. "You will be the first of your kind combined with something OH so special." He was completely mad as he giggled horribly. Walking up to a convulsing Shu Yin he watched his hair went from black abyssal like his sister's to snow white like the peaks of the mountains. Where the bite mark was, was is a good word as where ever there was a wound, it was healed completely without a scar. "beautiful."

Getting in the building they found a small pocket of people "This isn't good..." Adara whispered to one of her faithful men. "Why?" "This many people, our rations..." he stopped "Pop them all?" "No not yet, lets just get them out of here and let me think." "Yes ma'am." and so the team and civilians moved back towards base where they will be safe. Everything was okay till an Asian woman quietly, thankfully, freaked out and grabbed Adara from behind "What the?" "I'm sorry I'm just so scared!" she looked as if she was a business woman, at least at one time. "Just don't hinder me or I'll cut your Achilles heels then leave you for dinner." The woman balked but kept up perfectly.

Adara looked to her right and saw an alcove, it was lower then the street and saw that it was once a basketball court. Not a full size one, but good enough. It had a fence on top of a small concrete wall protecting those walking by so they didn't fall or get hit. Or gave them a place to watch the game. There was graffiti all over the walls and the fence was now bent out of shape, obviously someone or several someones died against it. It was all so sad.

However, a z-head came out and towards them. The Asian woman crouched down behind Adara letting her have full motion. Bringing up her glock .45 she shot it between the eyes with enough force to send it against the fence. However it curled its legs up, feet against the fence "UNMENTIONABLES!" dropping the glock "catch" quietly which the woman obeyed, Adara very grateful as she smoothly brought up her pump action shot gun. In one easy move it was flying back at her "CLOSE HOLES" it all seemed in slow motion as she blew it's upper half off and spun holding the Asian's head blood covering her back.

"You okay?" feeling a nod in her stomach she asked again and got the same response. "Okay I'm getting up. Look between my legs as I am tell me clear or coming" As she stood "Clear." It made Adara's heart sink. That mean they were being hunted, but the civilians didn't know that. "Okay Go back with Sgt. Wittercall. He'll protect you know." Turning "CLEAR!" taking the glock from the woman, she started getting ammo and guns from the other "Sgt. Wittercall, she's now your responsibility" Whispering in his ear "Major." advancing his rank and he knew she might not come back from this. Moving on, Adara watched the team disappear unaware that they never made it home.

Turning back to the area she was now visibly shaking like her brother that was still strapped on the table, his finger tips elongating slightly to points, now the tips themselves were harden claw like tips. "Okay..." she took a deep slow breath in and let it out slowly, her cheeks puffing lightly "I can do this..." His eyes flew open, now solid red, lighter where the whites were. which made the proustite part look darker, more sinister "Do not go little one..." he randomly called out, now having his voice back as he was not an undead anymore. Biting her lip a bit as she walked down the stairs she thought it was odd that they were attached to the wall but nothing was on the other side. It was like concrete planks jetting out from the side. She, however, didn't realize that there was no back to them until it was too late and 'hands' had grabbed her ankles, sending her down the stairs.

Getting up, her face all scratched up, Adara didn't have time to raise her gun as an arm hitting her across her chest sent her flying, only to crash into a concrete wall. "UHG!" as she impacted, then a light "oof" as she fell on her hands and knees. Looking up she saw a claw slashing at her face "s**t." she cried out as she jerked to the left with fresh claw marks on her right cheek. Blood was everywhere, they all were going to be called to her now wanting dinner.

Looking up it was a Licker style beast. It had the basic shape of a human that was on hands and feet, knees slightly off the ground. It's flesh was gone, just muscles could be seen, it's eyes were disturbingly human on the side of it's head and a mouthful of shark-like teeth and long a** prehensile tongue was more then enough to let everyone know this was not human and wanted to eat you. Its claws were another indication that this thing came from whoever thought it would be cool to have a world of monsters. "I'm going to ******** kill whoever started this s**t." Standing up the tongue went right through her midsection. It went through a few more places then backed up.

"Why...don't...you...eat...me?" she fell to her knees and watched as it had a seizure and died. "not.....good...." falling over unconscious." Just then a team pulled up and shot her with something quickly. "She looks like she'll pull through, sir." "Good" "Do we leave her here for 'him' or take her along?" Before they could answer the unmentionables swarmed and killed all while 'he' picked up his mate and disappeared with her, there were no ifs ands or buts. He watched everything that had gone on and was having his prize.

"w...w...wha....?" Adara slowly woke seeing that she was in a room with a somewhat comfortable bed of pillows. "No..." as all her weapons were gone, along with her wounds. "Okay what just happened and why am I..." Movement stopped her words. It was 'Trowa' he was watching her sleep and wanted to sit by his wife. He was definitely undead but one of the 'lucky' ones if you could call it that, as he had all memories, consciousness, and thought. However, he just wasn't human anymore. He had all the human traits only ungodly strength and being of an undead. He was almost perfect. Quietly moving over her, she was stripped down and he laid with his wife again, claiming her even as his own.

She was bound tightly to him nude as he was not able to turn her, as she couldn't kill him, he couldn't harm her anymore then he had already done. She was his young bride, his heart even though it didn't beat anymore. For months she ruled by her side, never knowing the horrors her brother was going through or why Trowa seemed a bit more edgy with everyone. He couldn't talk to her only pet her face gently as a sign of love or endearment. Quietly she did look around for Heero as he seemed to never show up. However, when she asked about him, Trowa would always pet her scars, which she wondered why or if he was trying to communicate something. "This is not good" quietly to herself but soon lost her thoughts as her husband laid down on her again.

One day after laying with her several times, enough to make her sore and not to move, her lover got up and walked out. It was his way of tying her up, make her too sore to move so she had to stay like a good girl. "This is so wrong" but she never disobeyed him. However, when he returned for her, she was missing and there was blood everywhere. He dropped the wild flowers that he had hunted for her, they were crushed, or mashed but he had found them for her. Dropping them he came in making little sad calling noises for her as if he was calling her name over and over. His face twisted in pain as he saw her tiny little hand print on a wall the bloody skid marks out of the room. Moving from pain to anger he came out and roared long and hard sending his race out to find his beloved queen. Panting angrily he never even saw the dart coming from behind that sent him to the ground when all of his comrades were dispatched.

"There....The last piece is down and now we can make the perfect one." Trowa's upper half was picked up and he was dragged off to a waiting van as he was going to be the next genetic anomaly.