Chapter 14: Epidemic Begins (part 2 out of 4)

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Just letting you guys know, I didn't want to upload the song involving Bleach. I just wanted the song to fit the epidemic situation and couldn't find a better video with lyrics. This song is by Korn: Evolution. Again, I do NOT own this song

Three days later, 2:13 am.
Newington, Connecticut.
Second patient:
Name: Zaira
Age: twenty-sixy
Physical description: Zaira is half Dark-Blood and human, light brown skin color and slim figure. She has hazel eyes, no pupils and blonde hair and always wears a violet hoodie, black jeans and dark brown boots. She also wears has a violet and orange bracelet on her left hand. She is five feet and five inches tall.
Talents: Mentalist, Cunning and great at hacking.

The side effects of the chemical in her case seemed different from Deizria and Phoenix. Instead, she seemed immune to the chemical. But that doesn't mean it didn't affect her at all. For the moment, the chemical gave her more power to the ability to multitasking in camouflage, and more power to the ability of speed. Which gave her the advantage to travel a bit far from New York.
She walked at the Edmund street, seeing a bunch of people. She decided to go to the alleyways and climbed the building. As she went was on top of the building, she sat on the edge of the building, observing and planning what store to go to when no one is noticing. She noticed a gun store and a McDonalds about two streets away. She was starving since two weeks ago because of the constant vomiting. She felt weak and needed energy. She used her advanced eyesight to check the hours of the stores. Next, she glanced to where she can hide. She found a underground subway about twenty meters away from McDonalds.
She saw crowds going in all directions. So maybe, and hopefully, she can escape easily.
Zaira gripped onto the edge of the building and jumped, hanging onto the edge. She cautiously started climbing down and landed. She then headed for the guns store and entered. She ignored several men who whistled at her.
'Oh, shut the --- up.' Zaira grumbled to herself.
She went up to the old man who was behind the desk.
The old man kindly smiled at her. "How may I help you today, miss?"
Zaira quickly glance at all weapons and made her decision. "I would like a SKS rifle and a silencer."
"Alright." The old man set the guns at the table.
Zaira searched in her pockets. Her features showed frustration. "Um... I have no money."
The old man shrugged. "Sorry, I can't give them to you, then."
"Hey," A man wearing a baseball cap, grey blue jacket and blue jeans whispered to his friends. "I'm going to score."
Zaira heard the men chuckle as the man wearing the baseball cap approached her.
"Hey, doll." The man smirked as he put his arm around her waist. Zaira just glared at him. He then whispers as he pushed a few hair strands from her face.
"I'll give you the money you need. If, you give me something in return. I think you can take a hint."
Zaira never felt more disgusted with the man's deal. The old man narrowed his gaze at Zaira and the man as Zaira elbowed the man at the gut.
"Calm down, doll. I'm trying to give your an offer." The man raised his hands in defense, playing the victim.
Zaira scoffed. "Nobody gives anything for free, pig. Now leave me alone."
"If you two are going to fight, take it outside." The old man commented.
"Thanks, but we're dealing just fine." The baseball cap man said. "So, why don't you just tame the offer I'm giving you?"
He asked as he wrapped his arms around her. Zaira felt harassed and tried to struggle out of his grip. She gritted her teeth. "Leave. Me. Alone. I have more important things to do."
No response? Well, he asked for it. Zaira head butted the man at his nose. The man pushed her and gripped his nose, swearing multiple times at her. One of his friends almost head locked her, but he was too slow. Zaira bit the second man's left hand, making him bleed. She then punched the third man who tried to tackle her. The fourth man took the advantage of distraction to punch Zaira in the face.
Zaira just glared at him and bit his upper left arm and threw a shelf of weapons at the man and his friends. The old man and the other men just stared in shock at her strength. Zaira snatched the guns and noticed the police arriving and noticed the phone on the desk in front of the old man. She snarled and sprinted out the door, running towards the McDonalds and entering. Everyone gasped and started to panic when Zaira held a gun in the air.
"Everybody, calm down!" Zaira yelled. "I'm not going to harm anyone, I just want food. Please comprehend my situation. I repeat: I just want food. Please mind your own business."
Everyone somewhat calmed down but only stared at her behavior as she approached the cashier and pointed the silencer gun at his face. "Give me any hamburger, it doesn't matter. I want fries and Dr pepper. Now!"
"O-on the way, ma'am." The cashier stammered as he and other employees made the food. Zaira watched through the windows, observing the police arriving.
She shot near the first police who entered in the McDonalds. The policewoman raised her left hand, gesturing her to stay where she is.
"Ma'am, try to calm down."
Zaira only scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Everyone tells me that. How the f--k am I supposed to calm down when I literally ate NOTHING for two weeks?! Answer me that! I just want food! That's it!" Zaira grabbed the meal out of the cashier and pointed the gun at the policewoman, slowly exiting and dodged all the bullets from the rest of the police and threw a smoke bomb at them.
She escaped with ease, but sloppy. She went to an underground subway and rested at a spot where no one can see her as she gobbled on her food.
After ten minutes, she felt a pain in her abdomen. She groaned in pain as she wrapped her arms around her stomach, hoping the pressure will make it go away. But it didn't. Instead, she got on her knees and started hyperventilating. She then punched a hole at the ground and tried to keep herself in balance from going out of control. She then started coughing blood and then vomited. She shrieked in pain and then went out cold...
Seconds later, she arisen and became monotone. Her eye color became onyx. The iris became a marine blue and a thin line of baby blue between the iris and eye color just like Phoenix. Now, she is never going to be Zaira again...

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