Love Bites ~ Craig of the Dead au ~ Tricia x Karen fan fiction [COMPLETE]

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Right after Karen slams the car door shut, the creature lunges for her.
It's difficult to see what's going on since the creature is so dark that it blends in with the darkness, but we can see limbs flailing, jaws snapping, Kenny's gun firing.

Karen screams as the creature bites a chunk out of her hand. Blood splatters all over her body and drips down her wrist.

"Oh my god!" I sob, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene in front of me, no matter how upsetting it is.

Dissatisfied, the creature snaps its jaws at Karen again, this time close to her face, only just missing her nose.

Reaching my limit, I cover my eyes with my hands and cry into them. I flinch at every snap, scream, gunshot.

"Why isn't he doing anything fucking useful?" Christophe glares at Kenny through the windows as he uselessly shoots at the creature. It doesn't appear to be doing any damage to the creature, only our ammo supply, "Wait, Tricia, you've got to look!"

"I can't..." I whimper.

"Don't be fucking pathetic. Look!" Christophe grabs my hands and yanks them away from my face, forcing me to look out of the window.

Despite the fact that she's missing a thumb, Karen has her weapon in both hands, gripping it tightly as she wedges it between the creature's jaws and pushes forcefully enough for it to fall backwards onto its back and off her body.

As it wriggles back onto all fours, Karen scrambled to her feet and adjusts her grip on the weapon. Screaming in both agony and rage, she swings and her weapon makes contact with the creature's hind leg, not hard enough to cause any real damage but enough to have the creature howling.

Whilst it quickly tends to its wound, Karen swings again in the same place. The creature shrieks loud enough for the car to shake and the windows to rattle.

She pulls the weapon out of the leg and swings again, and again, and again, and keeps going until the leg is off, sending thick black blood everywhere. It's splattered all over Karen, the creature, the car, even the old guy - who is just stood watching his dog get attacked.

Realising Karen is a lot stronger than anticipated, the creature tries to flee. Hobbling along on its three working legs, the creature whines helplessly at its owner, who just gives it a disgusted look.
Interested, the man's eyes flicker up to Karen, who is glaring at him with more rage in her eyes than I have ever seen in a person.
If you think you've seen someone angry, you have not seen Karen in this moment.

LYou. This is because of you," She snarls, tightening her grip on the weapon's handle, "I'm going to kill this fucking dog right in front of you and then kill you."

"Oh please," The man smiles, finally doing something other than staring, "Be my guest. It will be interesting."

Not taking her eyes off the man, Karen slices right through the creature's throat. Pathetically, the head slides off the neck and onto the floor into a pool of its own chunky blood, tongue still lolling out of its oversized jaws. Slowly, the rest of the body slumps to the floor like me after a long day of school. It just looks like a regular old dog now, just a bit oversized.
If I had seen this a while ago, I wouldn't have thought it would be much of a threat to anyone.

"Shame," The old guy sighs, shoulders slumping, "I thought this one would work."

"What do you mean?" Kenny asks, stepping between him and Karen.

The old guy gestures to the dead creature, "I designed this dog to try and remove my last error in the study. This one clearly had some flaws, but the next one will be ready to be released from the lab in a few days."

The lab?

Christophe seems to share the same thought as me and practically dives out of the car. Equally as fast, I leave the vehicle and join the rest of the group outside. The rain is cold and harsh but I soon forget about it.

"You know where the lab is?" Christophe demands, grabbing the man by his blood stained floral shirt, "The one that holds the cure for the plague?"

"Well yes. I did create both the plague and the cure. Why wouldn't I know where my own lab is?" The guy rolls his eyes.

Holy shit! We're going to find the lab and end all of this! Kenny tosses his gun to me, which I manage to catch. Quickly, I cock it and put it to the guy's temple.

"Take us to the lab." Karen orders.