March 17th, 2047 A.D.
The day the world had started a dramatic change, one that would destroy everything that anyone had ever known. It was the day that Russian scientist Stephen Timur Tarasov had created a Type B Influenza Virus as a new form of chemical warfare, simply named I.V. H3K4. Or, that's what they thought they had created, anyway. at first, the symptoms were mostly rashes, fever, dehydration; severe, but mosty treatable, if you had the right medication, and acted within twenty-six hours. Of course, the treatment wasn't a common thing, the scientist who had the virus were the only ones who had access to it. The virus, at first, could only be spread through direct injection into the bloodstream, it was used in certain interrogations, and being developed into a sort of bomb, a small glass vile to be planted in enemy territory, which, What happened next though, was what turned everything around. In trying to create a vaccination to protect home soldiers, allies, and civialians when the virus was used, Doctor Ludvig Maksim Mihailov created an airborne strain of the virus. In doing so, he had altered parts of it. The symptoms changed, retaining the original ones, but now, new ones emerged, but for most, it was fatal. On April 29th, the first of the Aeris cases emerged. In Stockholm, a young woman was found murdered, the lower half of her body, aside from her bones gone. Her husband had devoured them. He was found in the next room, and taken in for testing. His blood contained the mutated Flu virus. He was experimented on for a few weeks, and it that time, managed to infect 4 lab workers, all of which had to be killed, as there was no way to undo the effects of the sickness.
By may 12th, there were nearly a million reports of people gaining the same cannibalistic traits world wide, and nearly a billion and a half people had passed away, not counting the third world countires where count couldn't be kept.
In this short time, it was discovered that certain people had an immunity to thee disease, which had been renamed The Tarasov-Mihailov disease, and been declared a pandemic, the worst to ever hit. In a desperate act, the worlds leaders came together, setting up a plan to survive the ordeal. Millions of main cities throughout the world were set up as military bases where people were tested for the virus, those not infected, or immune were taken to controlled, locked down safe zones. Others were quarantined, and the advanced infected were disposed of.
By November 18th, the uninfected would population, aside from tose who had chosen to flee the military, was at only 24 million, split into 148 cities, all in what was formerly Australia, and the islands near it, the only easily defend able continent. The infected population, which roamed and hid, with near human intelligence, was estimated to be at about 2 million, and ever slowly falling.
Currently, it was October 19th, 2062 A.D., and precisely 10:17 pm. In one of the northernmost cites, New Arein, along with the rest of the world, government agents were preparing to switch shifts. Soon after the collonies had been made, certain people had been assigned to gaurd the borders of the cities at all times in 8 hour shifts. Every single one of them had been tested, and confirmed to be immune to the virus.
Adarin Madeline Lesarrae was one of those people, and was currently on a staircase, heading up to clock in for work. Once she had done so, she headed to a large meeting room, as was everyone else. Meetings were only held if a threat was found. As she entered the room, Rin glanced around at the rest of the people, there were 27 of them at the moment. Taking a seat next to her group, which consisted of 2 other girls, and 3 boys, she waited for the rest of the shift to arrive. In a few minutes, there were 47 people in the room, separated in 7 groups of six, and Five people standing at the front of the room. Someone cleared their throat in a microphone, and the room silenced. "Evening ladies and gentlemen." Said a dark skin man with a thick British accent. "We've received reports of possible infected persons in sectors 11 and 12, within a mile of the wall. Helicopters have confirmed it's a fairly small group, consisting of about 9, but none the less, they need to be disposed of. Group 7 will go, and half of group two will be covering their post until they return, agents Hawkeye, Laverine, and Berliner of group two, you will remain at your post, and agents Miller, Caiden, and Lawrence of the same will be going to post 7. Agents Memorin, Desevaux, Lesarrae, Smith, Brueske, and Lestath, you will report to the weapons room for furthur insruction. Any question?" The speaker hesitated for a moment, glancing around the room. "Then you may all go." Climbing out of her chair, Adarin sighed slightly, following her group from the room.
A few minutes later, she was sitting in the passengers seat of a jeep, along with two other members of her group, following another vehicle with the rest of them. Each member was heavily armed, as always. The drive lasted only about 10 minutes before both of the cars stopped in front of heavy gates, which were opened just long enough for them to exit through. The next 20 minutes were spent driving outside the wall to the other side of the city. Soon enough, the cars had stopped, and the agents had climbed out. "Whoever gets the least kills pays for lunch?" Said a blonde woman, who received a few laughs and agreements from the group. "I'm in." Said Adarin, adjusting the radio on her belt. "Well, shall we head out?" Adarin and the others agreed with a nod, and started on their way.
"Guys, there's more than nine of them." Said the redheaded female in the group, halting in her place. She was facing east, where a group of at least twenty infected were approaching from. In only a second, the entire group had readied their weapons, and was facing the group. Adarin frowned slightly, something felt wrong. Turning, she discovered that another group was approaching from the west, at least the same size as the first. "********." She murmured, "There's more." In a second, a male spoke, the lead of the group. "Adarin, Sarah, Roy, take the new group, Luka, Mike, and myself with take the original. Go." As the group split, each of them started to fire upon the infected. They weren't going down easily, though. And then, a scream broke the silence. Adarin spun, just as Sarah was knocked to the ground. Lifting her gun, she blew the head of the former human, then darted over to pull the shaking girl up off the ground. "Back to the Jeep!" She heard the leader, Avery, yell. And immediately, the group was running. Of course, when the got to the jeeps, they discovered the worst of situations, they had been destroyed. "Use them, form a circle around the vehicles, keep your backs to them. It only took half a minute for the group to do so, but it wasn't enough. "Immediate back up requested, we're highly outnumbered, vehicles have be-" Roy, who had been contacting the main organization over the radio, suddenly cut off, and a scream was heard in place of his voice. The next few moments were complete chaos, all but a few of the infected had been taken out, along with everyone except Luka and Adarin who were standing back to back on top of the jeep, both entirely out of ammo. "We gotta try to get back.." Murmured the brunette, though seconds later, she was yanked off the jeep, without even time to scream. Panicked, Adarin, glanced over the back of the jeep, jumping off, and breaking into a run. For now, the creatures would be distracted with the fresh meal.
She made it nearly half a mile before exhaustion took over, and she had to stop running. Not long after, 4 infected appeared only about 30 yards from her. Exhausted or not, she had to start running again. She didn't make it far before something sharp buried itself in the back of her leg, and she collapsed with a shriek. One of them had actually taken one of Luka's knives, and had been smart enough to throw it. Rolling over, she yanked it from her leg, just managing to decapitate the one that was nearly ontop of her, not before he slashed the skin just below her ribs wide open. Swearing, she collapsed to the ground, instantly, another was ontop of her, his hands gripping her throat.
