Summary?
In the midst of the world's largest homicide rates, a single virus got out.. and spread all around the north Americas. This sudden spread caused the world to literally ban access to this part of the world; the only access to this side of the world was for people with this virus to be excommunicated from the rest of the world. Most of the contaminated were elderly or adults.. though it wasn't shocking when corpse became living and a few teenagers also developed this. Out of all the hospitals treating this.. Block Twelve was the only to be in the center of this outbreak. It was the first to open, and the first to be destroyed. It's walls crumbled from the Contaminated's attacks.
Somehow, this didn't effect patients on the top floors, and in fact only slightly exposed them to it's harsh chemicals. The first to get out of her cell was a short-brown haired girl with bright blue eyes. She looked like a raccoon and could move like one too. Her infectious DNA finally sparred when she got some of the air to hit the sensitive strands. Convulsing in a puddle of humidity dripping from the walls, she arose a different being. Patient #34 was now staring at herself for the first time. Around her eyes were dark black lining... and now.. she named herself Mallory Mirror. With her new name, she lingered upon this floor harmlessly.
Upon the next few floors another creature stirred, this male was jumpy and emotional, laying near dead in his cell until the thick fog rolled upon the ground. The infectious fumes filled his nostrils and he evolved; nails lengthened into claws, thick turquoise bangs turned snow white, he went blind in one eye.. just to realize his heightened ability to see. Underneath his odd eyes a strange black inking of a unknown symbol splashed his cheek. His will to live returned, and he was once again living and breathing as something worth being. But yet he remember nothing of whom or what he was... so he came up with a name for himself. The boy was now Nexus Hem. This was to be his new life, and for some reason, he absolutely loved this. Life had new meaning.
On the very top floor of Block Twelve, a single room containing the most contaminated of the area was left without guard. With no fear for what lurked ahead, Mallory and Nexus finally met up and trudged up the stairways to this room. Once the enormous door was opened, they saw the body on the table, it's head... was horrifying. Where it's eyes should be.. only dried blood was left, and where his ears should be... were nothing but metal stubs. Nexus woke the creature, it flickered with color and jerked against it's restraints. "Who are you?" they both watched as the male jerked himself free. I am... Derrik Angle... the most infectious of the creatures. Gasping, and awestruck, the two kids gave the male a pair of tattered jeans that were patched with duct tape and various materials. This, a rugged band tee and a grey hoodie were his only possessions.. Then came the paper bag...
This is their story.
Somehow, this didn't effect patients on the top floors, and in fact only slightly exposed them to it's harsh chemicals. The first to get out of her cell was a short-brown haired girl with bright blue eyes. She looked like a raccoon and could move like one too. Her infectious DNA finally sparred when she got some of the air to hit the sensitive strands. Convulsing in a puddle of humidity dripping from the walls, she arose a different being. Patient #34 was now staring at herself for the first time. Around her eyes were dark black lining... and now.. she named herself Mallory Mirror. With her new name, she lingered upon this floor harmlessly.
Upon the next few floors another creature stirred, this male was jumpy and emotional, laying near dead in his cell until the thick fog rolled upon the ground. The infectious fumes filled his nostrils and he evolved; nails lengthened into claws, thick turquoise bangs turned snow white, he went blind in one eye.. just to realize his heightened ability to see. Underneath his odd eyes a strange black inking of a unknown symbol splashed his cheek. His will to live returned, and he was once again living and breathing as something worth being. But yet he remember nothing of whom or what he was... so he came up with a name for himself. The boy was now Nexus Hem. This was to be his new life, and for some reason, he absolutely loved this. Life had new meaning.
On the very top floor of Block Twelve, a single room containing the most contaminated of the area was left without guard. With no fear for what lurked ahead, Mallory and Nexus finally met up and trudged up the stairways to this room. Once the enormous door was opened, they saw the body on the table, it's head... was horrifying. Where it's eyes should be.. only dried blood was left, and where his ears should be... were nothing but metal stubs. Nexus woke the creature, it flickered with color and jerked against it's restraints. "Who are you?" they both watched as the male jerked himself free. I am... Derrik Angle... the most infectious of the creatures. Gasping, and awestruck, the two kids gave the male a pair of tattered jeans that were patched with duct tape and various materials. This, a rugged band tee and a grey hoodie were his only possessions.. Then came the paper bag...
This is their story.