VIRUS SURGE: Chapter 4 and 5

Chapter 4: Confrontation and consumption.

March 27h, 2016 9:43 pm

She reached over and grabbed the bottle containing the liquid which could amplify her power. Only once had she taken a sip from it, the results of that once ounce of liquid caused her power to grow to a stronger level of control. That thing just outside her door made her decide that downing the entire glass was more then necessary.

Suddenly the door to her quarters rang out as something slammed against it once, twice then a third time. There were no impact marks on her side which could mean that it was the dead bodies of the guards being thrown against her door. Her pulse sped up as panic over came her mind. Whatever it was that stood beyond her door it was strong. All she could hear now was the beating of her hearts. She thought about backing away and hiding, but then a fear greater than her own safety flooded her mind. Karen was out there, out with the others in danger of being attacked by that thing. Her eyes narrowed at the door, her anger raising her desire to kill that which threatened the one thing she loved in this isolated world. Ripping out the cork she placed the bottle’s open top to her lips and drank the liquid within.

Pain surged through her body forcing her to the ground clutching her body in agony. She cried out as her body changed in rapid succession from the pale white skin to an eerie black, which grew hard and scaled. Spikes shot out from her shoulders, spine, elbows and knees. Her long black hair once straight now curled around her head moulding itself into a helmet and hardening. When the pain finally ended Leola was able to stand and look over the changes of her body. She was shocked to see what she had become; no longer did she look human she resembled a demon from one of mankind’s religious texts. Was this the true form of her species or was this the result of combining multiple genetic tissues and fusing them with every known virus on earth that led to her birth?

Fuelled by an unknown force Leola left her room and began her hunt for the creature that was terrorizing the people of the facility. With each passing moment she felt stronger and faster, she realized that her senses seemed heightened. But there was something else new to her she felt something, it was feint, but it was there this odd feeling that guided her.

Rounding the next corner, she came face to face with a horrible scene, the corridor was bathed in blood and a dozen bodies littered the floor. Limbs were torn off; heads were crushed and some bodied were ripped to shreds. Anger rose from deep within her, already fuelling the fire which told her to kill this rogue experiment and end this slaughter.

Following the screams and the gunfire Leola found herself entering the training grounds. As she walked on to the grounds a couple frightened soldiers unloaded one full clip each at Leola. Not only did the rounds not harm her body, if it were not for the sound of the gunfire, she would have never known that she had been shot at. Turning her head slightly she saw the two young soldiers and shook her head. Moving away from the entrance she pointed to the exit and motioned with her head for them to leave. Slowly the pair stood and moved toward the entrance. Before they left one turned around and looked at her for a moment. “Leola…?”

She gave a slight nod before taking off down the path to the obstacle course. “Damn it if I don’t hurry more people will die… what else can I do with this form?!” As if in response to her question her body changed once more. Her bones, muscles and tendons shifted, making her frame smaller; more agile and lighter. Put simply her skeletal structure resembled that of a feline’s.

With this new augmented form, she ran through the compound searching for the source of the chaos. Every hall was littered with corpses, most were ripped apart, others smashed into paste. The ones she could identify were all male, which was quite odd. She had known that the facility was operated a mostly female staff. The military were the only male personal in the facility save for the few male researchers.

Along the way to the higher levels, she encountered dozens of mutated personal. Most of which were only partly mutated, but the others had morphed into strange and grotesque creatures. Out of fear that they would kill any humans that strayed into their path Leola chose to kill every single one she encountered. With each kill, her new form shot out tendril like appendages that quickly devoured the corpses. After clearing six levels and taking down a rather large and powerful mutation her body released an omni directional pulse of dark ethereal matter. Feeling suddenly drained of her strength and stamina she crawled her way to the elevator, what would have been a mere twenty steps felt like crawling across three football fields. Exhausted she barely managed to hit the button for the next floor before passing out.

Either as a defensive action or preparation for another evolution, tendrils shot out from her body and pulled her up to the ceiling. The free tendrils then began to spray a thick tar like ichor around Leola, creating a tough cocoon. Emerging from it were several large tendrils, the ends having the appearance of serpentine creatures. When the doors opened two people ran in, one a Labtech the other a soldier who was firing his weapon. The creature he was shooting managed to enter the elevator before falling to the floor.