((Hey guys, sorry I haven't been active. I don't really have a solid excuse, so I'll just man up, and say I'm sorry for not posting in a while.
And Misamena, I likey your idea of a LSS picture, I likey it alot. My drawing skills rank a solid "meh", but I'll give it a shot. Other people may wanna go for it too, as mine will likely suck.))
Nick stared in complete horror at Hurok, the last 15 seconds had been a blur in slow-motion.
First, he had ordered everyone back, then some thing had burst out of his skull. It could have been the twin of the thing Nick had pulped a while back. Everyone opened fire, killing it and hurting Hurok, although bullets seemed to be doing next to nil to him at this point. Hurok had then looked up at them all with one eye, the other lying discarded.
Nick couldn't take it. He stumbled over behind some rubble, bent over, and threw up on the ground. It was tinged with blood.
"Oh shit..." Nick muttered before he began to sway.
Zeke came up behind him and grabbed Nick, "Whoa there buddy."
Nick leaned on Zeke, "Thanks. Listen, I'm in no condition to fight. My leg is hurting badly again, and I feel light-headed."
"You've gone pale too." Zeke observed.
"Well that's just swell. Anyway, I think I know what to do about Hurok. Everyone else should head on up to the lab, and I'll keep an eye on him. I'm already infected, what more can happen to me?"
"Death." it wasn't a question.
"Better dead than one of them."
Zeke was silent.
"Look, go up and talk to Joseph about it, see what he thinks. But I'm for me and Hurok staying behind, to protect the rest of the army from infection."