Chapter 2: Zachary

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<We left police station with a mission. Find Michael, and Zach Simmons. But also my old mission, hunt them down and kill them>

We walked through the Carpark looking through the windows of cars. Eve found a wonderful, beautiful car, a Lamborghini. It was a bit over the radar for what I was looking for. I found a yellow Camaro with black racing stripes, that’ll do it.

I took my knife and jabbed it into the key lock and unlocked the door. I stepped into the car and gave David my bag. He opened the boot and put all of our stuff into it. I unlocked the rest of the doors and Eve jumped into the back. David sat in the front with me. I jabbed the knife into the ignition and turned my ‘skeleton key’.

The car purred like a cat.

“I am going to enjoy this,” I said out loud as a whisper. Eve laughed in the back. I revved the engine. We drove out of there. Eve suddenly gasped in the backseat. Her eyes changed to a colour of ice blue. But instead of white in her eyes, it was deep black. She turned back to normal. She just had a vision through her father’s eyes.

I turned to her.

“Where is he Eve?” I questioned her.

“He is on his way to Italy,” she said out of breath.

“We can’t make it that far on one tank,” David said to me.

“Always the optimist David,” I said with sarcasm in my voice. “First of all, we need to find Zach. He is the only one that can find Michael.”

David and Eve looked at each other with upturned eyebrows. I drove to an old house. It was an ancient building. The painting had peeled, the door swung on one hinge and the windows were smashed. I stepped out of the car. I turned to the car.

“Stay in the car with Eve David,” I said and almost forgot, “give us your whip.”

He tossed me the whip and sat back into the car. I swung the whip and it swished around in circles. I ran into the house and saw dozens of lycans. I swung the whip around my head and it slashed their necks. I ran into the next room. There was three lycans. I grabbed out the machine pistol in my right holster and shot each of them. One of the lycans didn’t go down though. The lycan stood back up.

“Zach,” I said plainly.

He transformed back into himself. He walked over to his clothes. I saw his naked ass. He threw on some boxers, jeans, boots, a black belt, black gun holsters and a grey V-neck, long sleeved shirt. He grabbed a really long black coat.

“Hello Selene,” he said to me, “Miss me, bitch”.

When he turned around from fixing up his guns and grenades on the back of his belt, I held a gun to his face.

“Yes, actually, I did miss my target practice. I shot him straight in the head. The bullet popped straight back out and the wound healed.

<Zach, is the only infected I know that can turn to lycan, vampire, elder lycan, elder vampire, vampire dominant-lycan hybrid, lycan dominant-vampire hybrid or an elder hybrid. He can never die. He had his arm cut off once, it re-attached itself. He was with us 12 years ago. Back when we were with Michael. He is the only one that knows where Michael is. Even if we have to go all the way to Italy to find him>

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