Now only Pink was the only one from the newcomers that was left on the staircase, she was fighting side by side with Max, but the two of them slowly had to go back up toward the front entrance of the museum.
There was one thing she was nothing, although Max was impressive with his hand to hand combat skills and was decent using weapons, he was tiring out relatively fast, and it wasn't just him but it was true for the rest of them as well.
'Normal people can only fight for about 5 minutes if they haven't been trained. The initial adrenaline rush they had when the zombies first came out, it has to be starting to fade by now. They aren't like me.' Pink thought, as she dived in front of Max and kicked another Zombie right at the back of the kegs causing its to fall.
Then, with the blade on the top of her foot out, she kicked it in the head, stabbing it and killing it in one go. The strength of the kick had caused the head to bend back, snapping it.
"More zombies are coming up. We should head back to the entrance!" Max shouted, huffing and panting.
Pink looked back down into the group of zombies, even Tod was starting to move back, and he seemed to have more stamina compared to the rest of them, but the only ones she couldn't see were Kun and Zain.
"I'm sorry about your friends, they were brave and a little crazy, but I somewhat think that's why they were able to fight so well in the first place. They knew they weren't going to survive this, so let's not let their sacrifice be in vain." Max stated.
Pink, Tod and Max decided to head back up the stairs, as more zombies followed them, and went to join the wall of people on the top platform.
"By the way, those two, they won't die so easily, don't count them out yet. If I'm still alive and kicking, then they definitely are." Pink said with a smile.
It was absurd to think anyone who went into the middle of the horde could survive, but Brandon, who had seen Kun just charge in, felt like there might just be a reason behind Pink's confidence.
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In the middle of the zombie horde, in the street, it was packed with zombies, not quite so packed that one was unable to move without touching them, but there were slow moving zombies just plodding, their feet with their arms stretched out, heading to the front of the museum.
Kun was moving between these Zombies as he moved closer to a certain someone and he was using the zombies for cover for a good reason.
Just then, a few shots were heard, and Kun rolled on the ground, between the zombies, the bullets had hit them, killing them on the spot, and hiding behind a large male zombie's body, Kun stayed there for a while until the bullets stopped.
"Come on!" Stu shouted from an unknown direction. Kun wasn't going to peek his head out and get shot. "Aren't you meant to be some super talented agent, right? What are you part of the SAS or something?
"Is that why they admired you?"
Pulling out just his hand, Kun fired a few shots with his hand gun, it was blind fire without leaking his head. He just shot in the direction where he heard the voice was coming from.
"Let me guess, you were bit, right?" Kun shouted back. "You got angry, you went out to vent your frustration, and you lost your concentration and got bit. Now you're blaming the whole shelter just because you couldn't control your anger."
Several more shots were heard, and Kun continued to stay behind the large zombie. It did well to take the bullets.
"You think you know everything, look at who is going to live and who is going to die!" Stu shouted back.
Kun then grabbed the zombie, digging his hand into its chest. With his fingers, he had made a wound that allowed him to dig into the skin and the fibre muscle, while at the same time, he held the hand gun firmly in his other hand.
"People like you are all over the world. It's the same all over you're no different. You never take accountability for your own actions and are always trying to blame what happens to you on other people!" Shouting these words Kun, then using his newfound strength, he lifted the zombie off the ground.
With his hand dug into the chest of the zombie he had quite the strength, and the grip to do something like this and was reminded of a conversation he had back with Pink.
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"I think you should take it," Pink said as she handed over the tier 2 crystal.
"Wait, but we dealt with that Titan together. Isn't there a way we can like split this, absorb the energy half and half?" Kun replied.
"It seems like I have, I don't know, I think I evolved after absorbing so many crystals," Pink replied. "I'll be honest, I don't think me absorbing this crystal would do anything right now, it's better in your hands."
Thinking back, Kun and Pink had absorbed the same amount of crystals and although he did feel like he had gotten stronger, he didn't feel this sense of a new person and evolution the same as Pink had done.
"I know what you're thinking." Pink said. "But I wouldn't worry about it too much. You know how Zain thinks of this whole thing like a game. Maybe we should start thinking that way as well, and if this really was a game well.
"It just means you have a higher amount of exp to fill before getting to the next level. Im not sure you understand what I'm saying, but usually those that require more Exp to level up, as Zain would say, are the ones that become incredibly strong in the future."
Taking the crystal, Kun had decided to absorb it while everyone was resting up.
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Lifting the zombie in the air by two inches, Kun, was starting to run forward. He ran and ran and the bullets were being shot again and again toward him. Due to the sound and bullets it allowed Kun to know exactly where Stu was, and when he was finally there, he threw the Zombie body right towards his direction, and rolled to the side.
Stu, had moved out of the way, avoiding the zombie that had been thrown at him, and pulled out his gun trying to aim it toward whoever was behind it, but before he could, Kun had placed his hand on the gun, and pulled it.
In seconds he started to dismantle the hand gun, pulling it apart into pieces and dropping them all on the floor.
"Arghh!" Stu shouted as he went to kick Kun, right on the side. Lifting up his knee, Kun had blocked the hit.
When seeing this, Stu started to smile as a thought ran through his head, and pulling himself closer to Kun he opened his mouth wide and bit down right on his arm, soon after Kun had let go of Stu, allowing him to fall to the floor.
Stu started laughing like a madman.
"HAHAH, well look at that. Now you will be like me!" Stu claimed. "Your little guess form before was right. I was scratched and I can tell slowly that my mind is rotting away. Do you know why I could do all of this, I could fight without caring. Without caring about anybody!
"At first, I thought I might have had a chance, but when the zombies no longer attacked me, I knew, I knew that they saw me as one of them, and now…now that I have bitten you as well. You will turn into one of them.
"Now you can feel the same sense of despair as I have done!" Stu continued to laugh as he looked at Kun, but looking into his eyes, he didn't seem scared at all. This wasn't the reaction he was expecting from someone who had just been bit.
"Look around you," Stu replied. "Do you see any of the zombies attacking me right now? Why do you think that is?"
Stu looked to his left and right, and it was true all of the zombies around were ignoring both of them. Which led him to a realization.
"You…you have been bit as well…they let an infected into the base. That's just great. Still, I get to have the pleasure of knowing that you too will be like me." Stu laughed.
Raising his hand, it looked like Kun was about to finish him off, but instead, his hand reached around for the scarf that was covering his face. Then he had pulled it away, revealing the marking on his face showing part of his teeth.
"No…we are not the same. You see, I'm not turning into a zombie, I was already a zombie."
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