Some Things Are Forever

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Bill was recently telling them that if they thought this place was great they'd love the military base by the end. But most people wouldn't come back.

Louis and Francis hadn't dropped back from their shifts. The rain was decadent. It gave some everything, fresh water for example. But at the eve of one's privilege was the rain and its fog. Nero went out to search for them to relieve them of their duties until Nero found two bodies, full of bullet holes, that let blood mix with rain water.

Nero tried healing them but they were down for the count. He saw someone ahead, he needed to put an end to this. He chased off the shooter.

Running through rain Nero was almost out of breath which meant there was almost a large distance behind him and the base he had been.

All of a sudden he was grabbed by a demonically engineered robot almost like Tony. A fist blind sided him, chunks of teeth colliding with rain to the ground. He got up and was hit with fear toxin, a man with a burlap sack hit him. His name tag said 'Jonathan Crane.' He could barely breathe now, and was having a panic attack. Soon almost tree like tendrils wrapped themselves to his neck, he sucked whatever air he could but was shot by Obadiah in his new demonic machinery. Tree roots exploded through his right leg, exploding into flying human debris from the inside to the outside. Some time passed and he had bullets holes in almost all vital organs. That and the lack of air and his lungs choking on blood made him wish he were human and dead. Chunks of his most essential pieces of tissue were blown to bits in a mere minute. Pieces of his liver hung loose hitting the ground. He was thrown through some glass. His arm twisting around to a catastrophic degree.  As he stood he rose his pistol at them but then a man and two swords, black and red, punched Nero in the jaw sending it flying to the side in a fracture. His ribs sliced open. His only arm had tremors and he rose it but Magneto slapped Nero with his own gun, making the body roll in the dirt, then shot him in the head. It didn't kill him but as small as the bullet was a tiny piece of skull now to cracks.

"We've seen where you've come from." A man said emerging from the crowd of villains. 

Nero had nothing to say.

"I think you've provided us with enough entertainment. But what we're going to do will make this look like a joke." Makarov shooting him with a demonic pistol.

The survivors saw the two bodies. They said their prayers, their good byes. Nero was gone and they all figured he gave chase. Logan said he'd track down the body with his scent and so did Iron Man. Thirty minutes passed and they all sat in the dining room. For a minute everyone spoke and conversed typically. As far as one could during a zombie apocalypse which they'd be joking around with each other or talking with calm or expressive language. Instead they hung over the dead men.  Jason was the only one not to speak.

Jason came back into the kitchen. Zoey couldn't let it happen, another death of a friend, she ran straight to his aid.

"What happened to you!?!" Zoey hollered.

He had been dumped here by the enemy as a sign that even their strongest soldier would fall. And he did onto the table, his twitchy fingers grabbed the wood and left scrapes behind. He dropped down to the floor. His whole body was grizzly like, as nature gave to him what it does, the option of death and survival. But he was stuck in between. They gave him a green orb and he was still on the accord of dying. Zoey brought him a cup of water, he wrapped his hand around it, the cup jittered in his shaky hand leaving water to spill, he tried to bring the water over his lip but he instantly spit blood out and water. He could barely swallow, and as he tried again a tiny little drop was gone and the cup fell and blood was coughed out.

Nero's jaw hung open as tears mixed with the blood down his nose and mouth. They all brought him to a prison cell with a bed in the middle. They plopped him down on it and decided they'd scavenge for green orbs. Logan never came back.

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