- It's okay... - He looked at the deep wounds that did not bleed coming from the arm throb continuously. - I'll be fine... - He wrapped a piece of cloth so that he could not see what would happen next and sat beside Vladimir, did not dare look at him, he did so little.
- It's two hours to Drammen at least... It'll be all right... - The pilot was not sure he believed in his own words. A deep silence followed within hours. Nadja embraced the wound in an attempt to hide her from herself, made a record of his life trying to weigh the pros and cons, you could say he had few regrets in his career, probably not arrive at twenty-six, but had It has been a life full of adventures. I still could not face Nick Frost cornered like an animal in aircraft background.
Drammen
Six days started contamination, two-thirds of the world no longer part of the human race, after the Central America and Mexico, the invasion was initiated in the rest of North America around the same latitudinal line as if to sweep the planet in one way, Southern Europe would be the next point to be reached with the South Asia. Overall, the best estimates indicated that 30% of its land area in the Southern Hemisphere had been assimilated; at least 10% of the population were killed or transformed into ZOMBIES. The land clashes between containment troops and bestial horde of undead still being fought inch by inch, but progress was inevitable and destructive, the civilization that was left behind did not matter to the new inhabitants of the planet and the parasites that still resisted needed to be eliminated to the last survivor.
Nuclear bombs are no longer a taboo in the war against the invading enemy that now was no longer invisible, had shape, smell and did not fear the firepower they faced, for sure there was no discernment so that they could distinguish right from wrong, good and evil, were determined to regain the Earth as a new species. The food chain would change inevitably hands.
But the worst was yet to come, the largest population concentration was in the Northern Hemisphere, in all about five and a half billion people lived by all territories, the final showdown would be epic, but with the advancement of the toxic cloud, the enemy went beyond the human barriers of defense and settled in the rear. It would be an inglorious but epic battle.
The great world leaders had chosen remote parts of the world to install the provisional government, in Asia the Himalayas was for now a shrine, at least until the undead escalate their escarpments, anyway, had the advantage of altitude in their favor and they could retain the advance of ZOMBIES for a while that time did not know estimate. There were scattered news strongholds of resistance in the Andes in South America and the highest points of the Atlas Mountains in Africa, among other less precise locations. How did they escape the certain death was still a mystery, but any spark of hope was a renewal for the humans who survived.
Nick Frost crouched in helicopter funds epitomized all the catastrophe happened over there in the words of Anton Pavlov - "The dead shall inherit the earth..." - That man knew more than all of them together even before the Apocalypse begins, but it was a real incognita that were well founded. I did not remember it was a religious man, however, skeptical to the last strand of hair, so one would assume that the secret was in their profession. Yes Paleontology, natural science that studies the life of the Earth's past and its development over geological time, as well as the biological information integration processes in the geological record...
That was the best definition I could have that science, at some place Anton faced a hiatus, a gap to be filled, the total absence of the missing link that was never found, because there was simply so. The information your dark side conveyed him to the brain, and for which he struggled constantly to keep track, you said that the process of evolution was slow and painful, through endless geological ages in search of being mayor, possibly made in the likeness of his creators.
If that were true, then they were like lab rats that met a stage of the experiment and then immediately were dismissed as side effects. Closed his eyes in order to have better concentration and felt all the power that emanated from the right side of his body, the urge to rush out like other animals and to extinguish those who prevented the mutation process is complete, human, was overwhelming.
Not hated, it was just a biological necessity derived from the first survival policy, exterminate the threat, something else was out of his control, the reason was not fully transformed into a ZOMBIE during the process of infection, probably due to the code genetic carrying, but it could be a combination of random factors. There were more people in the world that would tolerate the cold or heat than others, it was a natural predisposition, some supported highly contagious diseases contracting the virus, with carriers, but not suffering the deadly consequences of infections.
The science books were full of examples and stories, some tremendously fantastic to the point they border on fiction and many of them have become stories in large cinema screens as if they were things of this world, but they were not. He looked askance at Nadja who stood clutching the injured arm wrapped in a dirty cloth, she was not demanding or how his own body and that he has saved an obvious decline, the result could be far worse than the fall itself, which It would have been deadly and immediate.
- Ten minutes to Drammen, Dr. Frost... - Vladimir needed approach to the mutant if wanted to save Nadja did not know how, but he was sure that Frost was hiding something, find out for sure.
- Take a walk on the church and head to the west until you see a house in a clearing surrounded by tall pines... - It was time to know how would his life and the people there loved him forward and his mother was the best person he knew to identify the extent of the problem, did not trust anyone else.
- OK! Notice how we arrive the clearing! - It was great that there was a clearing to land; it would save them time that he was aware that Nadja would not. - Are you okay Nadja? - Asked to know the real condition of the woman who accompanied him, he noticed the color change in your body, an attractive and virginal pale once for the gray tone that had become accustomed to see in the last week. Lost friends, acquaintances and God knows who else that moment did not remember, but he survived, Nadja too.
- Yes, a bit tired and sleepy, but well... - It was not a credible response from her that was always willing to fight. Vladimir realized making the curve on the church in the city center and headed West pair as instructed, just over two minutes can see the meadow with pine trees around. It was easy to identify the absence of other larger buildings around Moreover; the place was the face Nick Frost. The helicopter hovered over the house causing a flight below it. There was nothing around that could raise suspicions, would land near the entrance, away enough that he had no problems in a possible launch. That did not seem to be the final destination.
- Landed! I hope to have hit the spot! - Hung rotor buzzing still leaving the aircraft shimmy a bit, it was the ground resonance, but very bland, would not cause damage to the structure of the aircraft. I needed her in good condition. I compared that type of helicopter to a car for beginners, rather the military type, more robust and heavy.
Frost loomed up by Vante windows on the front of the helicopter that had brought them, clutched the diabolical arm using his left hand, not let it dwindle was more touched by death in their hands. The lights of the Main Hall were lit, one at the entrance door to light travelers and the light in the room where he had spent his youth studying and kept your time clock, his experience he liked most, and where he had spent hours studying Earth science. But what most caught his attention was the red light tower on top of the house, under the storks nest, which was a local feature. It had always been the warning that his father had used to call him and in general there was a reprimand involved in that case strangers.
- We cannot go, you are not alone... - I knew it would be almost useless to hide in the grand entrance in front of the house was almost theatrical. But I needed to know the enemy, if there was one, the light might just be forgotten.
- What's it? Something wrong? - Vladimir did not come out of the helicop
ter as well as the other two. - There may be contamination, we are early hours about it... - still had the gun Sig Sauer that was subtracted from the security of the NOMAD. Nadja had not thought to bring the other, had been in strong car. A man appeared in the doorway, I could not distinguish it until they heard his voice.
- Although it is not our NZOMBIE! - Gloat - Do not be shy Dr. Frost! Come in, pretend that the house is yours! - Cackled as if beside himself. And it was.
Vladimir and Nadja were the first to recognize the voice behind that obfuscated silhouetted by the light input was Oliver McQuenn. I had discovered their whereabouts and anticipated their movements. - It McQueen! - Nadja seemed to have taken a shot of adrenaline.
- Oliver McQueen? - Nick Frost did not understand the relationship of the man with his parents. - Why are you here? - She rushed to get off the helicopter and was not prevented, could not and no one would. Physical contact with him was mortal. Nadja followed and Vladimir was at the back with rifle in hand, he would die a lot of people with him.
- Came behind you Nick and the secret that you keep... - Nadja stumbled slightly, but neither man could help her, for obvious reasons, one of them could finish what he started a crazy suddenly, the other could be readily infected only with your breath if the process is already in a very advanced stage.
- I have no secret, I do not even know the reason for still being alive, I have some guesses, but the answer's in there with Martha Frost, my mother... - walked until he entered the front door and headed for the main room. The father was sitting next to the mother and holding her hands in it the loveseat made of buffalo leather, the left one of the personal guards of Oliver McQueen and right other remained in position, both with weapons 9 mm Vladimir recognized as exclusive use. Those men were professionals.
- Good to see you and Nick know you're okay... - The mother tried to hide the horror he saw the beautiful child who had created so dear to the world. - You see, we have visits ... - settled down a little closer to her husband, was not afraid of the child, but what could happen then needed to ensure the safety of the two men she loved.
- Hello mother... I'm not one of my better days... - I forced a smile that left the considered normal even realize that the bestial part of the mutation at some point eventually overlap each other.
- Yes, I see... - She looked at her husband at her side who had not said a word until then.
- It's always good to see you son... - He looked at the other two who accompanied the slender, delicate woman with a skin tone that was unfamiliar, and the burly type and middle-aged who firmly held the gun not hand. That was not good.
- I've had better days father, but not over! - Looked with hatred in his eyes to Oliver McQueen swinging a glass of whiskey in his left hand and holding a pistol with his right resting on one leg, the barrel touched the knee.
- Now that we've killed the missing... - He smiled at the irony of the phrase itself. - Lets go to what matters! Why not tell us your secret and how to survive the virus? - Took another sip before continuing. - Do not you think it strange that you, the man who delivered the plague on the human race, the only one who has not suffered damage as all the others? Is not it ironic? - Rose at once and put the barrel of the gun leaning on the head of Nadja Romanov, pulling her against his own body. He was shocked to realize that she was infected and threw it on the ground without taking the sights. - Time, time, so we have two ZOMBIES now! Sorry NZOMBIE one and a ZOMBIE! - He kicked the woman on the floor to make sure I would not be a threat.
- Why are you doing this Mr. McQueen? - Do not represent danger; we just want to survive like everyone else! - The cloth on the wound imposed by Frost had fallen and the extension was large, the process was irreversible.
- I'm sorry you Nadja Romanov! - Walked away a bit keeping a safe distance from all the paranoia began to affect him by the stress of all the events. - I had plans for both of us, but I see it will be impossible! Will I need to get a new Eve in order to colonize this Infernal Paradise! - He cackled opening his arms and staring at the ceiling as if on top of a mountain. immediately he composed himself then knew that the hours were counted.
He pointed the gun at Nick Frost's mother looking at him in the eye, perceived as the creature was powerful and bestial, if only he could control the animal side, might have a chance to dominate the rest. He turned the gun and pointed again to Nadja still on the ground.
- He does not know... - Martha Frost stood quietly and hugged his son, was still his son, laid her head on his chest and remained there for a few seconds to be removed and thrown back on the sofa by the security that was his guard. The gun pointed straight to the head of Nick Frost, who doubted that a shot could cause you more damage than it already had, and indeed a part of it was already dead, at least when it came to science he knew.
- And why not tell us the secret that her beloved son carries before I put an end to life of both? - Oliver McQueen sat back in his chair, bothered him that Vladimir wield still a weapon that defied his authority. Made a move for him to throw on the ground, Timochenco took a step back and cocked his Kalashnikov, the senses of everyone was alert.
- Or I die, or we all die, you choose... - It was cold and calculating, was not afraid to die, never had, and had seen death in the face countless times. Oliver McQueen and his henchmen not even scared a little.
- Very well! I see that is a determined man and I recognize when I am challenged, but in this case I will open an exception! - Vladimir looked at again as she hit with the gun barrel in the knee then that reminded him he was still alive in spite of all the influence of alcohol. - Do not have to know Vladimir? - Defiantly asked the Russian pilot who once was their services and the Corporation commanding.
- Let the lady talk... Frost - Timochenco had more than curiosity, desperately needed to know how to save Nadja Romanov.
- I had a wonderful life here... - Martha begins his speech to all those who wanted to hear. - I married a wonderful man who stood at my side in good days and bad days like this we are going through now. I got success in career and all related titles and recognitions you could wish for, besides all this, I had a wonderful child as you can see and now facing some adversity... - She squeezed her husband's hand matched.
- But my son is not an ordinary man, it has never been and will never be is one of the possible forty human beings who have the blood RH-zero, also known as Golden Blood, to be a universal donor, on the other hand, does not receive blood none but the same kind he... - I was sure that his son knew that detail, it would be no surprise. - For this reason we choose to live our lives in isolation and away from the big centers, any accident that could have would be deadly for sure and we save this misfortune until he became a man and won freedom for the world! - Smiled at her son.
- So it's clear! We just need to spoon a little of his blood and inject ourselves, since it is a universal donor! - McQueen was delighted that the solution was so simple.
- Not this alone will not solve the problem... - Martha turned to the man who threatened his family with hatred in his eyes - There are other details that he himself is not aware of all truth and that I will now reveal... - He paused to take a deep breath. - When he was about six years old, had a malfunction during an examination of X-rays, a dark mass was compressing his heart between the lungs and the rest of the chest. The solution was to know what would be an operation and fine ran a biopsy later. She looked at her husband smiling knowing that he had been at his side all the time, difficult days. - The preparation took at least ten days, there was a suspicion that it was a tumor with ramifications that could compromise your health and even he could die on the operating table, but we could never live in the shadow of a doubt that sooner or later end up prove. We chose to anticipate the fatal outcome. - Oliver McQueen paid attention to every detail of what the woman said.
The surgery went well, without many surprises and despite the recovery be painful, with the use of drains and other apparatuses of post-surgical recovery, we have the magnifi
cent result that can see standing in front of us! - He pointed to one of the outstretched hands to the child. - The result of the biopsy of the mass removed from within, revealed bone formation, hair, nails and teeth... The final conclusion was that I fathered two children in early pregnancy, but for some reason unknown the next few months after embryonic gestation, it was absorbed by Nick body and remained there wrapped safely to be discovered. - I was tired of having to explain to strangers something so intimate and even more in those circumstances, but needed to complete. - So I had a gestation of twins who gave only one child... - there ended their participation in that episode aware that at least the scientists present there would know the answer to the riddle, but Oliver McQueen did not have this perception.
- But what does it all mean? Tell logo woman before I blow your brains out! - I was impatient and the clock ran against time if needed to make a transfusion would have to be immediately and time was running out.
- I marvel much Mr. McQueen that a man in his position has not understood the conversation! - Nadja intervened comprising why Nick Frost had suggested to him the name Chimaera. - He sat up with some difficulty and sore ribs received the man kicks with gun in hand. - Nick Frost has two distinct types of DNA within, so one party remains human and the other not... - still tried to accommodate comfortably.
It was clarified in the final mystery was that freak of nature a being completely different from the others and destined to survive in the body of a living dead but conscious. It was the flaw found by nature to preserve some specimens gives them a second chance, not in the same condition as above, but it was an opportunity they could not miss.
- I do not believe you, woman! - Oliver stood, angry menacingly. - I'll take every drop of blood that it has to create a New Order in this miserable planet that is now forgotten by God and that very soon will also be forgotten by men! - He pointed the gun at his chest Martha Frost and cocked the pistol. - You choose Nick Frost... or whatever you are now! - Prepared for the worst. Vladimir stiffened, were the decisive minutes.
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