Of blood, hope and happy ever after-ish

Chapter 2

       Parallel to the rescuing and containing the chosen population, the Alliance gave gravity to the exterminating aspect of the infected, as they researched for a way to kill the infected human population. The infected were at first human-like, but with the passage of bare months they began to mutate into something closer to humanoid lizards or "werewolves" than just human. As they ripped through the animal masses they changed, the virus had in a way manipulate their DNA and the consumed animal DNA and started deconstructing and rebuilding their own DNA, making it more befitting for hunting. They were selectively absorbing specific genetic pieces from different animals giving them claws, fangs, they gained size and became as large as a truck. Alas, that was not the most worrisome point of the apprehension of the infected. It was the beehive effect, which meant that not only that they infected could multiply, by absorbing the genetic code for reproduction, but they cloud work as a well reserved and well-functioned unit, well many animals had those kinds of instincts including humans but the most preserved were the bees and ants as they function around the existence of a queen. The only good news of this outcome was that for some reason the virus could not absorb the genetic code of the flying capabilities of animals. A fact that deemed the protection walls of the cities as enough protection measures against the threat of the mutated diseased.

The continuous research for any effective weapon against the diseased was fruitless and any kind of experiment was unsuccessful.

(In an Alliance's laboratory)

The Russians and Americans scientists collaborated in the making of a more advanced nuclear weapon, which was tested on a hard captured diseased.

'Sir, the room is secured and ready for nuclear testament', and so they hit the violent creature the result though was negative. While in the begging the creature trashed and suffered, after an hour or so it was recovering very fast, therefore any nuclear attempt would be deemed useless due to the immunity to them by the diseased. Never the less the Alliance never stop trying. It was of course by accident that the "weapons" were found. When different groups of children and teenagers were surviving AND succeeding in the killing of the creatures the Alliance Council could not fell more guilty as they wrote off those kids.The fighting groups differ in many aspects, such as numbers, ages and genders and of course locations. The largest group was the only one that was made of very different teenagers, this group was composed of eight individuals. A very tall handsome 22 year old looking man who was dressed in black and had a fedora on his head with short black hair and onyx colored eyes, another tall young man looking the same age but with red Chinese robes long black hair braided and black eyes, a blond-haired young man with blue eyes that seem to wear a famous military's academy's clothes, a rebellious looking 20 old with purple hair and ear-piercings that was wearing a mechanic's jumpsuit, a short girl/boy with weird tattoos on her chicks wearing a knee-length coat with a hood, a tall woman with blue hair that was wearing the ex-USA special military force uniform, a glasses-wearing young man that was wearing a lab coat and looked like he was pulled out of a mad scientist's movie and last a young woman with short blue hair that looked nothing like the survivor she was, this group was found in the former US.

*Former USA – evening patrol – time 1830*

The evening air-patrol was playing out as usual, with the surveillance of the happenings outside of the Cities walls. Suddenly there was a very large heat signature on the heat-radar of the patrolling aircraft 'This is Eagle 1 reporting nothing out of t- Woah holy shit, Sir the heat sensor shows a very large heat signature, permission for a closer look Sir, over', 'This is the military manager of City 99, you have my go-ahead dive in and report, over' 'Yes Sir, over'. As the pilot swept closer to the ground he saw something extraordinary. The side that greeted him was a group of teenagers emitting something colourful that reminded him of a rainbow but what truly shocked him was that they were fighting the diseased and actually killing them! 'Sir Eagle 1 for report, there's a group of teenagers fighting the creatures and killing them Sir, over'. The news left everyone in the room stunt and so the poor person in charge said 'Son if you're fu** with me you're gonna lose your right to fight' 'What no Sir I'm telling you that this is no jock these teenagers are really doing it, please Sir I'm serious Sir!!', the manager said 'Very well then, keep an eye on them and when things cool down report so we can rescue them' 'Yes Sir!'. That was the most eventful patrol and rescue in all the years of the City 99, the teenagers were brought in the City after a very long debate the Alliance did after all abandoned them to die. "Why should we listen and follow after someone that let us to rot out here" said the tall teenager with the fedora "I mean we are fine on our own" while wearing a very cold look on he's face making the detest in his manner more threating that what the rescuers could take, leaving the poor men trembling in their shoes. "That's right, maggots, we don't need any-ones help!" "Yeah, the Great Skull doesn't need you lot to survive! Muahaha" said the punk looking teen while taking a showy pose. "Shut up pashiri, everyone knows that if it weren't for us you'll be long dead" said the fedora wearing teen and the blond while simultaneously attacking that poor punkish teen. "Ouch, Luche HELP ME!!" "Now, now don't be so mean I mean we can always use him as bait therefor it will be best if he was alive, right?" said the robe wearing teen with him eyes closed and a very friendly smile as if he didn't say anything mean as well. "Whaaaaa why are you people so mean!!" said the punk teen while bursting in tears. "Fumu I would preferred if we could exchange him for money or supplies we're out" said a hooded boy...girl(?). "Would you idiots stop picking on the poor baby, Skull don't you dare came onto me with that snot I'll slap you" said the blue haired girl. "Mo everyone easy on the teasing he might actually think you don't like him" said giggling the short blue haired girl. "WE DON'T" "Whaaaa Luche" "There there Skull" while petting the punkish teen. "We have to move, according to my calculations there's going to be another group reaching here in 3 hours" said out of nowhere a green haired teen with glasses and a lab-coat(?), scaring the rescue team members shitless. "Very well, everyone I think it'll be best if we go with this old people, I mean we have nothing to lose besides earning a stable roof", every teen was thoughtful for a while and then they said in union "If you say so Luche".