Non-Humans: Surge - C1 The Storm - S3In the morning, the woman walked down a white-walled hallway. Glass windows shimmered over her head. Pools of light illuminated the hallway from the glass windows above.
The woman wore a black dress shirt, with a tight black dress that hugged around her hips. An upgrade from the outfit she wore the night before. One that made her seem inferior in every way.
Her hand lifted up from her side. She held her hand up ask her eyes glistened at her stunning reflection in the glass door.
A computer screen appeared in front of her face. Scanning her eyes within minutes. A simple clicking sound, told the woman when the computer was done.
She touched her hand on the door, pushing the door opened enough for her to fit. The woman walked up to a glass table. Passing the rest of the leg within second.
Her orders were clear to her. Get the vaccination created and ready by the masses before the day was over.
Non-Humans: Surge - C1 The Storm - S4Fifteen years later.
Blood slithered down the side of the fourteen-year-old boy's face. He rested his head against the trunk of a tree behind him. The coldness of the night washed through his body. His body was numb, like the sound of the world around him.
His eyes gazed over the dark street, wondering where his friend might be. Whipping his hand up to his hand, the boy felt a slight pain from the gash on his face. He clenched his hand tightly on the bark on the tree trunk.
Lifting himself up from the cold ground, the boy let out a soft sigh. He was glad to be alive, but the pounding in his head, made him wish he was dead.
His eyes drifted past the tree trunk, towards the side of the road. Fear shimmered inside the boy's bright blue eyes. He saw the site he caused to happen.
The boy took a deep breath. He saw a figure lying on the ground next to the flipped over car, down the street from