Day X =[Editing/Reposting]=

Day II

Eien slowly made his way down the hell, clutching his pistol with both hands. He pressed his back to the wall when he came to an intersection of the hall. He let out a low breath. He hadn't come across any infected on his walk from the lab. He wasn't complaining but he couldn't help but feel anxious about that. They were there before which is why he and Trish took the vents instead of walked the halls. He shuddered. How the hell was he going to break the news to the rest of the group? He was almost certain the majority of them would have preferred him dying to Trish. And with the shit KLIA has pulled so far, he didn't blame them.

He peeked his head around the corner and frowned. The way he was going was clear except one infected that stood in front of his destination. Given the fact this one had clothes on, he knew it was an original and not one birthed. Eien felt the bile rise in his throat, remembering witnessing one giving 'birth' to one of those horrid creatures. Eien snapped his head from around the corner when he heard the thing let out a hiss. It'd spotted him. Eien cursed silently.

KSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Eien jumped at the loud hiss. He took a sharp intake of breath when he saw a blur shoot passed him. Only moments later he heard a thud. He peeked back around the corner to see the infected was missing. Eien pushed away from the wall and cautiously walked down the hall. He frowned and stopped in front of the door. Gazing down the hall one last time, he turned completely to the door and placed his hand on the reader next to the door. A moment later, the doors swished open. He was yanked inside and the door was closed quickly behind him. The room he was yanked into had the look and feel similar to the lab from earlier, though it was much smaller. It was a storage space but was transformed into their rendezvous port.

"Why didn't you use your wrist shit to tell us you were there!" Carl shouted.

Eien blinked as 10 sets of eyes glared at him.

"What?"

"Banging on the door - that shit was not funny, Eien!" Carl screamed.

"But I wasn't-"

"Where is Trish?"

Eien froze. He looked down and bit his lip. "Um..."

"Eien...."

Eien grunted as his head was slammed none too gently into the metal wall beside the door. "Where the fuck is she?" Fiery brown orbs stared into green. Eien clawed at the tight grip around his throat. He couldn't answer even if he wanted to.

"Bryan, let him go! He can't breathe," a woman, the splitting image of Eien, shouted.

"Stay out of this, Sera. This is between me and this little shit," Bryan growled, his grip tightening. "Where the fuck is she? Why didn't she come back with you, huh?"

"Bryan!" Sera screamed, grabbing the man by the shoulder. Bryan's reaction was instantaneous. He threw his arm out, roughly pushing Sera away. Sera squeaked in surprise as she was thrown across the room, landing hard on her arm with a shriek of pain.

"Bryan--" a man twice the size of Bryan stepped behind him but halted before he could say anything further by the gun pointed at his head.

"Take another step, Vicktor, and I swear to fucking god, I will end you," Bryan hissed. "Where the fuck is she?"

"She's...gone..." Eien choked out.

"Why? How the fuck did you live a--" Bryan's eyes narrowed. "You used her, didn't you? I knew I couldn't fucking trust you! I TOLD HER NOT TO GO WITH YOU! YOU'RE GOING TO--" Bryan was abruptly cut off by a resounding WHAM -- as someone's fist collided with the back of his head. The force of the hit made him drop Eien, who fell to his hands and knees, gasping for the precious air he was denied moments ago.