The Form Virus

3-you screw me over, I kill you

Chapter 3

I started playing it in my head , if it's a corpse then I am screwed . They travel in packs , I could fight off one or two at the same time but a full pack of them is going to get me killed . If it's a survivor , then we shall debate whether to welcome them in our home or not . wait . what if it's a werewolf ? or even worse an army of them ? well if that's the case I am genuinely f*cked . I've never had any contact with any of their kind but my father had . In fact, that scar on this face proves it good . I could never fight off a were by my self , there is so freaking way . I halt , tree more steps and I arrive to my destined location . I close my eyes , breathe deep and repeat in my head this anthem "this is my duty , protect and sacrifice "

this is my duty , protect and sacrifice

this is my duty , protect and sacrifice

this is my duty , protect and sacrifice

I mean shit, this was lame but it kept me going. I have friends and family in there that I have to protect even if it costs my life and made me a sheep or follower.

Approaching the figure hiding behind a stone, I celebrated with the thought that I might not be killed today. It was a wounded person "Who is there?" I asked keeping a safe distance while clutching my sword . "Don't be scared. I mean no harm you could finish me off with your blade in seconds if you wish to " a deep voice replied . Coming closer, the voice reveals itself . what am I looking at? a bloodied fighter ? a scavenger?  He started limping toward the wall trying to steady himself .

Clutching my sword, I ask aggressively "who are you?" he glances at me amused !! "what's so funny ?" I questioned .Narrowing my eyes, I study him . He's is obliviously a warrior , he was built as a fighter, I mean damn those muscles. stop you stupid hormones. Anyway, I would love for muscles just like that but I'm too idle to actually work out more than I have to .

"You can keep gawking but would you mind helping me first? "He spoke again. Taking some steps closer I articulated "I'll help you when you tell me who you are !"

"you honestly need to chill , I'm just a stranger seeking help "

"I cannot provide this help , you need to get out of this territory "

" look I've have been hurt fighting a horde of savages (corpses ), could you find it in your heart to help a lost man through his journey ? " I sighed, I really shouldn't be doing this. "If you screw me over, I will kill you "I threatened while whisking him over my shoulder so I would help him get to the house . "you won't regret this" he promised " I already am " I replied.

I started speculating what was going to happen . Will the clan kick him out ? Will he be the down fall of our clan ? Am I doing the wrong thing ? whatever happens , I couldn't take back the choices I had made . We were already in the sick bay . He practically carried himself over since I played little part steadying him due of this size which was everything but small .

"Lay down " I sternly said making no eye contact . "feisty, I like you already " he smirks while  laying down on one of the beds in the left wing specifically designed for treating battle wounds during attacks.

"well, I don't" I replied avoiding eye contact. He was a really good looking fella, defined jaw, plumb lips, eyes that would mesmerize the crap out of you. the full package but that's the last thing on my mind plus it didn't make me trust him. He too pretty to be just a random human.

thankfully the wing is empty and  no one was here for maintenance or some other business. I retrieved the emergency med kit from under the bed and started operating on his wound . I lifted up his shirt since his injury was located on his well-defined muscular stomach . Of course he has abs, whats missing? oh shit maybe his good figure is compensating for something he lacked and by something I mean his dick. Yes , being straight forward rocks.

He barely winced with I applied the rubbing alcohol . Getting tired of the silence I spoke up "Why were you alone in the desert ? " he opens his eyes , looks at me and says briefly"I wasn't ." what an informative answer.

I arched my eyebrow maintaining the eye contact , demanding an explanation. After staring at him long enough he finally continued "I lost my group when we were scavenging for shelter and food in the lost city. "

"how many survivor do you think are left?" I curiously asked . "A lot , for now . If they are not rescued, there will be none " he answered looking deeply in my eyes . I broke the intense eye contact and finished sewing his wound . "rescued by whom exactly ? no human will succumb to the mercy of the current monarchy"I voiced my opinion .

"many" he briefly replied . He is dangerous . I feel it. I pulled my spare knife and threateningly put it on his neck . "are you one of them? " I menacingly asked . A surprising  smirk  appeared on his face "one of who?" he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. "you know what I am talking about, I was kind enough not to leave you on the wall, the least you can do is be honest about your identity ".  I viciously spat asserting my dominance in this exchange . In mere seconds  I was no longer  in control . This warrior managed to knock the knive out of my hand and  inverses our position so I was restricted by his body.

"I am very thankful for that , but I cannot reveal my identity . at least not now . " his face comes close to mine and he whispered "the only thing I could confirm is, yes I am one of them. " the air got caught in my lungs , my heart started racing and I'm pretty sure sweat was covering my body. My worse nightmare came to life . He was a werewolf and I let him in.

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