RIPPERS

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Rippers

The soft buzzing of the manor bells echoed twice before the known voice of their head 'nurse' as she liked to call herself came from the speakers.

"This is code 5. I need everyone to stay in their rooms right now! If you are in a classroom, please no one leave! I would like Dr. Roberts and Dr. Karen Jones to report to lab 10 immediately"

Anybody could hear the worry in her voice and that alerted everyone in the manor. Everyone moved to listen to her orders. Stay in your rooms and classroom until the all clear was given but they couldn't help being concerned.

A code 5 meant something was wrong with a ripper, rather sick or on a rampage. Having dealt with this before, it was best for the higher ups to deal with it.

These would be the teachers or the teams of Revlir. it was always best to stay out of the way and lessen the damage and injuries.

One particular male glanced up at the closest speaker before walking towards his room. His mouth formed a smirk on his face but he kept his relaxed and cool composure as he passed other rippers and the few humans doing the same.

It worked.

"What could've possibly happened?" asked a female ripper ahead of him

"Maybe it's the original" Her friend said

The male opened his door but stopped when he felt a pressure wash over his skin, the cold and dangerous bloodlust only an Original could conjure. A shiver ran down his spine.

The original vamprix serum. The supposed 'most powerful' super soldiers from the batch.

He scoffed as he shut his door.

He'll see about that

****

Rajae

I wiped at the deep scratches roughly in frustration. I was pissed off relaying what just happened through my head. A small part of me was annoyed that another original attacked but the rest completely baffled by everything.

I shouldn't have left her alone. I shouldn't have let her walk back by herself.

I blankly stared as the water turned red with blood mixed with it before going down the drain. Not to mention my nose hurt like a bitch.

At least the bleeding stopped.

I inhaled through my mouth before exhaling to calm down and relax my body. There was a short knock and Aunty Clary came into my bathroom worried.

"Are you ok?"

I wasn't given time to answer. She took my face in her hands and inspected it.

"It's a little swollen but at least it's healing. By tomorrow night it should be fine"

I sighed. It wasn't my first broken nose so I'd manage but just without my sense of smell at its full potential would be annoying. I relied on my hearing and smell more than my other senses.

But when dealing with a generation 03 or with Vonilla herself, I used my sixth sense of feeling presences.

Aunty Clary then focused on my hands. She looked into my cupboard and took out bandages and started wrapping my arms. In a few hours, they would be good. I wanted to tell her not to waste her time with me but I knew better to go against Aunty.

When she finished, we walked out of the bathroom and I looked over to my bed where Vonilla's limp body laid.

Karen was putting a brace around her neck and fixing the pillows to suit. Aunty walked over and gave her another injection.