Chapter 8: Power Plant

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Georgie and Damon continued to chase Mr.P, until he came to a stop.
"I wish to be alone, but you memories continue to torment me," Mr.P said. "You are just as stubborn as I was when I tried to save my wife." He continued. "Now, I'll shall stop you as I should have stopped myself!" He said, reloading his gun.
"Right, this time, there isn't any infected." Damon said.
"I wouldn't be so sure you know," Georgie said, pointing to the infected badger coming towards them.
"So what are you gonna do?" Damon asked.
"What am I supposed to do? I'm a piglet, do you really think he'll be intimidated by me?" Georgie said.
"Now that I think about it, maybe he won't."
"Exactly. Now I might be able to take care of the badger, but I want an apple."
"Ugh, fine."
Damon walked around the plant, looking at how big the place was. So this is the place Mr.P has been staying since the outbreak. It's funny how the creator of the infection gets to live the most luxurious. Speaking of Mr.P, he attempted to shoot Damon. Luckily, he hid behind one of the supply boxes scattered around the plant. He ran into a room, and picked up a green keycard on the table. There was a large door across the plant, that had a machine built on it. But how would he get over there when there's a crazy man trying to kill him. And also, a contagious badger that can't control himself due to the man himself. Mr.P held his gun up to Damon, and he hid behind the supply box. The bullet hit the box, and Damon got up and hid behind another.
"You memories may be in my mind, but I can still end your life again." Mr.P said, walking up to the box Damon was hidden behind. He was a bout to shoot him, but Damon got up and grabbed Mr.P's arm. They fought and tugged, and pushed each other around, until Mr.P managed to push Damon to the floor. He had his gun pointing towards Damon's head, and before he could pull the trigger, Georgie hit him, and he collapsed to the ground.
"You're a detective, but you need a child to help you defend yourself." He said.
"Hey, I had a partner, but because of that man I lost him, I lost everything. That's why I promised to myself that I would end this nightmare.  No matter what happens, I'm willing to save the world from this infection."
"Oh. I had the best family too, but I lost it. I lost my sister too. She ran away from me before she turned, to keep me protected."
Damon got up, and put his hand on Georgie' shoulder.
"Everything's gonna be ok. As long as you're protected by me, Zizzy, Pony, and the others back at the safe house. I promise."
"Ok, thank you Damon!" He exclaimed, pulling him into a hug.
"Ok, ok. I don't want to get all awkward, but there's also an infected badger coming towards us."
"Oh, right. Let's go."

"Right, are you ready?" Damon asked.
"Ready."
Damon placed the dynamite onto the floor, and the two ran off through the entrance.
"Phew, that was close." Damon said.
"Georgie! Damon! We took care of the soldiers, what about you?" Zizzy asked.
"We took care of Mr.P, he's no longer a threat."
"Are you sure about that, cause he's walking straight towards us." Pony said, pointing to him.
Damon turned his head to look behind his back, and he saw Mr.P walking towards him, with his head down.
"It's all coming back to me, I'm sorry." He said.
"I left the hospital with researchers when I thought you were infected, Damon. They helped my protect myself, and now I look like this. Now matter how much they changed me, nothing could protect me from my mistakes."
"Finally, you know we're real! Now tell me what you did to my family." Georgie demanded.
"They wanted to help me with my research.."
"You took them away from me, you hurt them. Now, I'm going to hurt you."
" Georgie, don't do it, if you hurt him, you're no better than him." Zizzy said.
"You'll only turn yourself into what you hate the most of him." Pony told him.
" I.. guess you're right.."
"You need to leave now, it's not safe here."
"He's right, this place is infested!" Zizzy said.
"I'll fight the infected here until I drop, it's time I try to redeem myself."
"Good luck, Mr.P." Pony said.
"Let's meet up with Giraffy and Mimi. Are you coming, Damon?" Zizzy asked.
"I..I.." he stuttered.
"Well, are you coming?"
"One sec.." he said.
Damon ran up to Mr.P.
"I want to tell you my story, but you won't believe me." Mr.P said.
"Say it Mr.P, I need to know what happened."
"Then you must leave after, I'm afraid there isn't much time."
"Ok, just continue."
"I was developing a cure to the sickness my wife, Ms.P, had. I put all my time and money into saving her, I even rushed the doctors to test the supposed cure. The doctors kept telling me the sample was unstable, but I didn't listen and needed volunteers. Then came the kind piggy family, all but Georgie.. they wanted to help. The initial results were significant, they became stronger, so I gave it to Ms.P immediately. She was getting better until we heard news that the piggy family started becoming hostile. I thought it had nothing to do with my cure, but eventually, Ms.P became aggressive, too. The last time I saw her, she had red eyes. I had to stop her but I didn't have the heart to, so I let her go. I tried again to make cures, that's when you came along, we found signs of the infection within you but somehow you were still alive. Before we could do any more research, the hospital was raided, and Bunny was attacked. I gave her one of the potions thinking it would save her, but I realised what I did, and left you two. There you go, that is my selfish, sorrowful story."
"Thanks, Mr.P."
"Good luck, you six."
They all waved him goodbye, and they left the outpost.
"I knew you two could do it!" Zizzy said, as they continued to walk.
"Yeah, you guys are awesome, and now we know that Mr.P is not a bad guy." Pony said.
"Woah, don't say that, don't forget he created the infection. He may have done it on accident, but he still did it." Zizzy said.
"Thanks, I couldn't have done it without you guys though."

The end.
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