They all caught their breath after the near-death experience and got on their feet to try and find a way down.
Lev: My ears are ringing.
Abby: If that's the worst of it, we got lucky.
Lev isn't one to believe in luck, given the type of place she grew up in.
Lev: Maybe it wasn't luck.
Abby: Maybe it was.
Lev: Some Wolves believe in God. I've heard them pray.
Abby was about to say something but Deathstroke gave her a gentle nudge and shook his head side to side, silently asking her to drop it.
Eventually the three got to a section of the abandoned building that was surrounded by spores.
Y/N: Put on the mask, kid.
Lev put on the modified gas mask, and Y/N braced against the door. With a powerful push he busted it open.
The three entered the next section of the building, weapons ready. It appeared that they were in the clear.
It was strangely quiet for a place like this, eventually they saw an elevator shaft that they could use to climb down.
Lev tripped over a loose brick causing a bit of noise, and sure enough there was a loud roar. The hulking behemoth approached from around the corner.
Y/N: Of course it had to be a fucking Bloater.
The three started shooting at the monster, barely denting it's fungal armor. The sound of gunfire drew in four Clickers.
Abby and Lev were able to gun down two of them, but they got grabbed by the last two, their weapons flying out of their hands making it so they could only struggle to hold them off.
Y/N, not noticing the situation, ran out of ammo and engaged the bloater in combat.
He broke the Bloater's leg with his hammer, but it had little effect. The Bloater went for a punch, but Deathstroke caught it. Using both hands it became a kill struggle in which he was barely holding his own.
Y/N looked over his shoulder and saw what was happening to his companions. He screamed and rage. Using the adrenaline and every ounce of his strength he miraculously overpowered the monstrosity of nature. He crushed the Bloater's hands and sent two punches to its face with such force that the armor around it's skull shattered.
The Bloater stumbled back, allowing Y/N to pick up his hammer and run over to his companions and kill the Clickers.
After they were dealt with, Deathstroke turned around and threw his hammer into the bloaters head. The bloaters skull broke apart and it fell to its knees before falling on its side and dying.
Abby:. . . Damn, Zack. . . I knew you were strong, but that was crazy.
Y/N walked over to the dead monster and picked up his hammer, and his SMG.
Y/N: When we get back to base, I'll have to ask for adrenaline shots.
Y/N and Abby hugged and shared a brief, gentle kiss.
Abby: Thanks for the save.
Y/N: Anytime, babe.
Abby and Y/N looked over at Lev who was shaken up. Y/N rubbed her bald head as a way of comfort.
Y/N: It'll be okay, kid. We got your back. Let's get moving.
Lev nodded, a small smile on her face.
The three descended the building through the elevator shaft. Eventually moving outside of the building, and seeing the hospital not too far away.
Crossing through the street, there was an entire horde of infected, unfortunately one noticed them and started screaming, alerting the horde.
Y/N: To many of them!
The three started running, but it became apparent that these infected were to quick to outrun for Abby and Lev.
Y/N: Abby, Lev! Find a place to hide, I will outrun them and regroup with you at the hospital!
Abby and Lev had complete faith in him so they hid in a building while he drew attention. The infected are a lot of things but intelligent is not one of them.
Y/N sprinted as fast as he could, using obstacles and running through a couple of buildings, eventually losing the infected.
He took a moment to relax. Walking through an old building, he began to became weary. Something wasn't right. But before he could pick up on the noise that he heard behind him, he was knocked out.
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Y/N woke up laying on the ground of what appeared to be a theater, his arms and legs bound by chains.
He tried to break free, but no matter how much he strained, he couldn't break through the cold metal.
An older man walked into the auditorium and approached Deathstroke.
???: Can't break free? It's an alloy. Don't really know what it's made of, but he insisted that this would be enough to hold you. Looks like he was right.
Y/N look up at the man, his vision clearing up.
Y/N: Been a while, Barry. How's Moira and Polly doing?
Barry: They're good. Thanks for asking, asshole.
Y/N wiggled into a seated position and spoke again, this time his voice laced with venom.
Y/N: I know you couldn't have snuck up on me like that. How the hell did you even know where to find me?
Barry: I didn't.
The sound of footsteps could be heard approaching.
Barry: He did.
Barry walked off and a masked figure approached.
Y/N: Of course it's you.
The man took off his mask and sat down in front of Y/N.
Jack: You know. . . up until recently, I've been using your name as my own. I found it fitting considering I don't even remember my real name.
Y/N: Jack wasn't good enough, traitor?
Jack sighed.
Jack: Look. As far as I'm concerned we are even. I basically killed you, and you killed the only man I've ever considered to be my dad. But you're not even with her.
Y/N spit on the ground in defiance.
Y/N: Ellie? I don't give a damn. I'd have killed her if I knew she was going to be this much trouble. Was she really worth betraying us?
Jack smacked Y/N.
Jack:. . . You won't lay a finger on her because I love her. What Mel did to me-
Y/N: Is fucked up. But you could have came to me about it, I could have went with you, but you left without a word. And when I see your face again, I get a bullet in my gut.
Jack: I am sorry for what I did. . . but I'd do it again for her, Dina, and my unborn kid.
Y/N laughed.
Y/N: Oh that's hilarious! You knocked up your precious Ellie! All that talk about not having kids. . .
Jack: She's not the mother.
Y/N stopped laughing, he's disgusted.
Y/N: Dina? You got another girl pregnant. What? You got yourself a little harem? You're sick.
Jack smacked Y/N again.
Jack: It's a bit more compilation than that.
Jack stood up and began to walk off.
Y/N: Jack. . . when I break free, I'm going to take your head.
Jack simply kept walking.
