Godead

XLVI (Act Five)

                                                 Act V : The Vectors Rise

Back in Meadowbrook Research Labs, Blair remained chained up in Flood's laboratory, naked as she stood against the northern wall of the facility. The mad scientist had left the room, leaving the policewoman alone near Crenshaw's cell. As the quiet moans of caged zombies echoed through the room, Crenshaw began to stir.

"...Hey. You okay?" Blair asked, looking over to her. Crenshaw sat up, squinting as she warily looked to Blair.

"...Who are you?" the young woman asked, standing up before approaching the bars of her cell.

"My name is Blair Nightingale. I'm a police officer from Florida. I came to Connecticut to find my family, but along the way, Flood captured me and chained me up," Blair explained.

"That bastard. It doesn't surprise me," Crenshaw replied, blushing at Blair's nudity. "At least he didn't kill you like he killed Larson and Reinhart."

"No kidding. He said it was an accident, but after chaining me up, I'm really starting to doubt that."

"Yes. That was no accident. He murdered them in cold blood."

"And now they're zombies?"

"...Zombies, huh?" Crenshaw asked, looking to Larson and Reinhart's adjoining cells. "Yeah. I suppose they are."

"Are you alright? Flood hasn't... tried anything with you, has he?"

"...No. You...?"

"No. At least not to my knowledge, anyway. Though he did take off all my clothes, so who can even be sure," Blair said worriedly. "Are you feeling okay? Flood said you were acting peculiar."

"I don't know. I've felt odd ever since things went crazy, and my skin has gone totally pale. Flood thinks I have the virus, but it's apparently effecting me differently."

"I see. I'm sorry to hear that..."

"...Thank you," Crenshaw said.

Amanda Crenshaw was an attractive young researcher with thick round glasses and snow white hair tied back in a bun. Her skin was pale, her eyes surrounded by dark black circles. Her entire appearance was familiar, and reminded Blair of the way Abby used to look. Just then, Flood entered the room.

"What are you cackling hens bantering about?" he asked wryly.

"Flood... unchain me!" Blair said.

"I don't think so, dear. Bondage is rather kinky, after all, wouldn't you agree?" Flood replied, slowly approaching the chained woman from across the room. He stopped in front of her, smirking before grabbing one of her breasts. Blair cringed.

"...Damn you!" she said angrily. Flood smiled, kneading her left boob with his right hand. Suddenly, he stepped forward, slipping two fingers into her pussy. "Ah...!" Blair said, involuntarily tensing up as she went red. Amanda watched from a distance, slowly shaking her head at Flood in disgust.

"You're a vile little insect, you know that, Flood?" she asked. Flood raised a brow, looking to her from the side.

"Oh, no, Doctor Crenshaw. I'd say that description suits you far more accurately. Especially once your transformation takes place," Flood replied.

"...What? What are you talking about?" Amanda asked. Flood smirked, continuing to finger Blair as the policewoman awkwardly blushed.

"You see, if my research is correct, not long from now, a giant bug will burst from your body," Flood explained. Suddenly, Amanda's eyes went wide.

"What?!" she asked tensely.

"That's right, my dear!" Flood replied wickedly. "As we speak, an insect is slowly growing inside of you! You're merely an incubator for the giant creature maturing inside your body!"

"Bullsh*t!" Amanda said. "You lie!"

"It's no lie!" Flood said, continuing to pleasure Blair as the girl reluctantly cocked her head back with delight. "In mere days, your transformation will take place, and I will be there to witness it! Such a metamorphosis normally only takes place within children, though young women such as yourself also appear to be candidates for the transformation." Amanda listened on in horror.

"You... you can't be serious...!" she said nervously.

"I am!" Flood replied, leaving Blair alone before approaching Amanda's cell. "At first, I thought you were a mere annoyance, but as it turns out, your scientific value is enormous. I'll be watching you closely, child...!"

As Amanda and Blair looked to Flood with trepidation, Abby stood in the middle of the woods. Claude looked to the tree the girl had recently destroyed, astounded by how powerful the young woman had become.

"Neat, huh?" Abby asked with a coy smile. Her old, cute demeanor had all but changed, replaced with a wry, sharp confidence.

"...Yeah. That tree was at least fifty feet tall. That was... unbelievable...!" Claude replied. Abby's smile widened, the girl swiftly appearing behind the boy before hugging him.

"Why thank you, darling!" she said gingerly. Claude stood in tense silence, barely able to breathe as Abby firmly embraced him from behind. Her grasp was tight, like two strong vice clamps slowly squeezing the life out of him.

"Abby...!" Claude said, voice strained and barely audible.

"Tee, hee. Sorry, baby. I forget my own strength, sometimes," Abby replied, easing her grasp before letting him go. Claude stepped back, rubbing his shoulder as he slowly looked over at her.

"Abby...," he said warily. "if it's possible, you've grown even stronger than you were before. Please... I know it's hard, but you've got to resist the urge to destroy things." Abby slowly closed her eyes and smiled.

"Claude...," she replied. "I love you and all that, but no one tells me what to do. I'll kill and destroy whatever I want." As Claude worriedly looked to her, Abby smirked. "Now... I sense something strange lies nearby. Let's see what else hides in this forest... shall we?"

As Abby smiled at Claude, Elsa continued her way through the woods. After several minutes, she reached a small clearing, noticing three campers parked in a semi circle. She perked up, suddenly making her way over to them.