A strange grating sound could be heard in a certain room, and it was coming from a certain individual who had his head held back, staring up at a particular screen. It was the doctor, grinding his teeth back and forth as he looked at what he was witnessing.
"All of my creations, they are being taken down just like that!" The doctor said. "Why, where did the zombies even come from? How did they enter the building?"
At the time, the doctor was paying attention to multiple things. Mainly focusing and watching those that had come in and were fighting his creations, rather than the red-haired student.
Even though the confidence in both Kelly and Brandon grew since they had seen this person, of course, the doctor wouldn't think much of the student, but he did soon realise that one of the reports he had matched up. The description of one of those at the other base.
"These people have come into my hospital, without my permission, causing chaos!" The doctor shouted at the top of his lungs and was heavily breathing in and out. If the others thought he had a screw loose before, it was safe to say they definitely thought he had one now.
"I don't know what he did, but it had to have been that Red head, everything changed whe4n he came, it was almost as if he knew the place was going to be overrun by zombies."
Brandon couldn't help but smile seeing the doctor this way. Even through watching the video, honestly Bradon wasn't so sure how they would deal with the strange creations the doctor created.
If a bullet through the head wouldn't work, then what would, but it was Zain, the person who seemingly had a solution for everything, and he had done so now.
"Doctor, we can still try and sort out something together!" Brandon shouted out. "Zain is coming to save us to help us, but if the zombies are inside the hospital, there is no telling what their numbers will be.
"There is a good chance that this place could be overrun soon, but if you let us help you, maybe we can defend and protect this place." Brandon pleaded.
Of course, Brandon had no intention of helping out the doctor after what had happened, at least not as an equal partner, but right now both him and Kelly were strapped down to chairs, and they needed to get out of them, before they could even attempt to do anything.
"You think your in control of the situation, I'm in control of the situation!" The doctor shouted as he pulled out a gun from his waist and without a second thought, pulled the trigger.
A loud bang was heard and Brandon bit his lip, as he felt the bullet go right through his foot.
"You are not in a position to negotiate, I hold all the cards here, and I always will. There are ten people on this floor with assault rifles and guns. Do you really think they can reach me!"
The doctor took a deep breath after saying those words and put the gun away under his belt as he calmed himself down slightly.
"You're right. Things have taken a turn for the worse, which means it is time that I get out of this place." The doctor stated. "If the zombies reach the top floor and there are too many of them, then I would have just been a fool and trapped myself.
"I thank you, for your great insight, which is why I have to make the big decision and leave this place."
After saying those words, the doctor headed towards the door, ready to leave
"Wait!" Brandon called out. "You're just going to abandon everyone just like that."
Brandon was starting to realise that the doctor was perhaps more selfish than he first thought. Not only that, but a confident person who felt like they could just rebuild everything that they built up here back up again.
"If you are going to leave, then at least tell us what the sickness was? What medicine do we need to help people!" Brandon asked. "I know we might not survive, but on the off chance we can, then it will save a lot of people. You're a doctor right, which means at some point and time, you decided to get this job because you wanted to help people, and this way, you still can."
"Help people?" the doctor repeated back. "If you really think every doctor becomes one to help people, then you really didn't even understand the way the world worked before it went to crap.
"I like this world that we are in now, because it's a lot more honest, and right now. I like the fact that what you need is in here." The doctor tapped the side of his head. "You should have spent more time studying you piece of sh*t."
Exiting the room, there were several people in the hallway standing there with guns just like the doctor had said. He looked to the staircase. Based on the video, if they were taking the escalator then they would have to run superficially down the front hallway to reach the office.
Which was why the doctor decided that he would take the side staircases to get out of the building. Then head out the emergency exit, on the third floor and get out from the outside staircase on the side of the building that were for emergencies.
"Sir is everything okay, there were quite a few gunshots heard earlier, should we head down and see what is going on?" One of the men asked.
"No need to, it's best if you stay up here. The most important thing is to keep the prisoners here." The doctor replied. "Anyway, all of you, after today, you will no longer have any debt, and I will grant you all permission to apply debt onto others as much as you like.
"You will practically have the same authority as me." The doctor smiled.
His words, he could see how much strength they had because in an instant, there were beaming smiles on the other faces. They were already imagining what they could do with this power, how they could control the others underneath them.
'I would have liked to have experimented on those superhumans, in all honesty, but due to the zombies being here, it might be difficult to survive this one, but at least it looks like one experiment was a success.' The doctor thought,
"Thank you, thank you so much, doctor!" Several shots were heard down the hallway as he went and exited the room.
'Yes, all of you are happy with the power I have given you. At least you will be pleased in your last moments before your death. Even if you survive the zombie attack, from those words, I know that you will fight with your life on the line for that position.'
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Two young men who were unfamiliar with each other were currently travelling together. This was Dave and Cody. They were carefully heading up the staircase, They weren't moving fast for fear that they would make noise that would attract others.
"I have your back, so we can move a bit quicker if you want," Dave said as he held the gun firmly in his hand.
Cody looked at the university student who was technically older than him.
"I'm sorry..I just don't know you that well, so I need to cover my own back as well."
The words had hurt Dave quite a bit because the one job he had been given by Branodn he didn;t do well, but he felt like since he was the older of the two in this situation, he would be able to step up to the plate when needed.
"I wish I was like Zain," Dave mumbled.
Cody took a glance and realised now his words might have deterred the other.
"You know, I had to jump out of a window and leave both Pink and Kun because I was unable to do anything, and when I landed safely and was okay, I felt the same thing, I said the same words in my head. I wish I were Zain.
"But, I realised that's not quite true,. Wedon't even really know much about Zain, what he has been through to be able to act the way he is. We just see certain traits that he has that we wish we had as well.
"So take what you want about Zain; is it confidence? Isn't that something that we can have as well then? Let's get through this together and save the people we care about." Cody said with a smile.
At that moment, their conversation was interrupted as they heard the sound of a door opening. A few seconds later, walking down the stairs, they had met each other. Cody and Dave were looking right at the doctor.
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Thank you for all the support so far on LUZ. LUZ will be continuing on, and I hope I can do more chapters for all my series as time free's up in the future.