Necrocide

Chapter 50

TWO YEARS BEFORE THE OUTBREAK...

Ares, now proudly going by the self-titled alias Bloodletter, stood in a hallway in the middle of a large pool of blood. One of his infamous arm blades was protruded out of his right arm, which he just used recently to massacre more guards. Now they were scattered all over the floor in pieces, waiting to be devoured by the test subjects.

Bloodletter paused in place as he heard screaming occur from the end of the corridor. A soldier missing his left arm appeared from around the corner, blasting his gun at an unseen enemy. But before his gun could make contact with his target, another feral creature emerged from the shadows and took a large bite out of his neck. The bite was so deep that his head dangled off the rest of his body by a small strip of flesh, and blood sprayed out of his wound like a geyser. He then collapsed to the floor and was left to be ripped apart by the rest of the test subjects.

The feral creature turned toward Bloodletter. Most of its body was hidden in shadow, but Bloodletter noticed it was different from the rest of the undead test subjects. For starters, it was one of a few female test subjects he had ever encountered in the facility, and he could only tell by her long hair and curvier body compared to the other creatures. The most eye-catching detail, however, was the fact her lips and cheeks seemed to be peeled off, revealing a sharp monstrous overbite of fangs sprinkled with blood. Her eyes were devoid of color like the other test subjects, instead filled with a sinister level of sadism and anger that couldn't be found in the other creatures aimlessly wandering the facility.

"What the hell is up with you?" Bloodletter asked.

"Just woke up like this," the creature hissed. Literally. Her abnormal teeth caused her to slur her S's, so the lisp mixed with her raspy voice and ash-colored skin reminded Bloodletter of a snake. "I didn't ask for any of it. Just like your bloody magic tricks, I just discovered it recently and took advantage of it."

"You seem pretty resourceful compared to the others," Bloodletter continued. "Do you remember how it was when you were alive?"

The fanged woman emitted a growl reminiscent of a wolf. "Yes, I do."

"And what would you like to do next?"

"I was gonna pay Hades back for carving off most of my face, but I found him with his skull split in half and most of his brain splattered on the floor next to him. I'm guessing you got to him first."

Bloodletter slid his helmet off and held it beside him. "Guilty as charged."

"Huh," the fanged woman replied. "You don't look half bad for a corpse. And I'm guessing you had a reason to kill Hades so gruesomely?"

"He killed my daughter and broadcasted killing her to the entire facility through the speakers."

The fanged creature raised a brow. "Fucking hell. All I did was bite his heart out of his chest, but after what you just said he did, I'm surprised he even had a heart."

Bloodletter paused. He could feel another heat signature moving in. Multiple actually. They were all clustered together into one hot ball of heat approaching him from above. He then noticed that not only could he hear the rapid pattering of a propeller spinning, he detected two large heat sources identical in size and temperature.

Two helicopters were approaching the facility, ready to pick up Schaefer and anyone who could've possibly survived the horde's attacks.

"You sense that, too?" the fanged woman asked, staring up at the ceiling.

"Yes, I do," Bloodletter replied with a sadistic smirk. "You might want to step back."