My Futanari Lover!

16-II

The squad walked into the dark entrance, entering a new area cut off from the outside world. Darkness was prevalent as far as their eyes could see; light couldn't shine through.

"Flashlights on," Hunter commanded. He and the two other human members, Chelsea and Ryder, turned on the lights attached to the end of their rifles, illuminating the pitch-black hallways.

The inhumans didn't require assistance. Their eyes were enhanced, allowing them to see in the darkness. They could switch on night vision naturally.

Silently, the squad traversed the ominous hallways leading deeper into the building. The walls and ceiling were fractured with sickly vines crawling through the cracks. Broken glasses from the windows scattered the floor. Not a single light source was on. Their footsteps echoed through the darkness.

I'm not detecting any activities nearby. Hunter took out his scanner. On it was a black screen that flashed green periodically. It came out empty. He shot Nanashi a glance.

Nanashi heightened his senses and carefully looked around. Nothing nearby. He closed his eyes and drew his chin up. His thermal sensors eventually picked up on faint heat. It sent harmless shivers through his spine. In the distance...? He exchanged glances with the inhumans who returned a nod.

"Stay behind me." Nanashi began leading the way. He ignored all the doors he passed by. None of them interested him. The others followed him shortly after.

It's too quiet. Staricor thought. Everyone kept their mouths shut; alerting their presence to the dangers lurking in the unknown wasn't the best idea. But this silence is deafening. He wanted to strike a conversation with Evelyn regarding the mission. But the Captain might not approve of that.

Evelyn rubbed her hands together. Her arms tensed up. I'm... afraid of the dark. She wouldn't admit that out loud; she had a reputation to uphold as an inhuman, after all! I shouldn't have watched those horror gameplays.

After passing by some corners, the squad stopped in front of a gate. Chains coiled around the handles, keeping them sealed. There were cracks in the black windows. Hunter aimed his rifle left and right to reveal two corridors.

Nanashi scanned the door. His senses tingled sharply. A strong smell lingered in the air which didn't escape the other inhumans. A thick and putrid smell. With his rifle, Hunter traced the edges of the gate. Red liquid was seeping out, glistening under the light. Nanashi crouched down, noticing the puddle of blood coming from under the gate. Fresh blood.

That can't be mistaken. Staricor rubbed his nose. It was a scent he was all too familiar with. The scent of rotting flesh and blood. It was right behind this gate. And where there was flesh and blood, there was...

"INValids..." Nanashi equipped the serrated blade attached to his back.

"How many do you think are there?" Hunter asked, putting on his visor and mask. Ryder and Chelsea followed.

"Too many to count," Nanashi said dryly. "Arm yourselves."

"... There's a lot." Violette clenched her right fist, veins visibly fading into her skin, pumping with blood. "Get ready."

Time to kick some ass! Evelyn was awfully excited. She initiated blood flow into her right arm, preparing for a parasitic transformation. It's been so long since I last transformed!

Staricor was ready to transform his arm since he already engaged his tentacles a while ago. Can't let my guard down. This wasn't going to be a walk in the park. Anything could go wrong.