I whipped my head around so fast that I was sure that I would have gotten whiplash. (I didn't, by the way.)
It was one of the infected!
The infection was spread through biting and that particular one was about to sink its (I couldn't tell if it was a guy or girl anymore...) fangs into my arm!
I had no choice.
I didn't like it, but it was kill or be killed when it came to the infected. It still bothered me that whoever or whatever I was about to kill was loved by other people out there.
Shoving away my inner turmoil, without any further delay, I whipped out a hidden dagger from my jacket sleeve and stabbed it in the neck, hitting the jugular, giving it a quick and painless death.
I wiped off the black, oil-like blood on my dagger and slid it back into my jacket sleeve before turning to the others.
"C'mon, let's go."
They're faces were pale, but they nodded.
And so, we made our way to HQ with two new potential members for the group.
This chapter has been co-written by irisaviolette, shout out to her!
Also,
THANKS FOR 101 READS!
~Aqua
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Race for Survival
Science FictionThis story takes place in an apocalyptic world where the few humans left are fighting for survival. They are looking for a way to bring back the world, but first they have to find resources and avoid animals and...other things....
