5-Point Battle
Author: Yukides
last update2026-10-20 19:39:30

I spent the morning wandering through the 4tg subterranean level, my boots echoing against the cold steel plates. General Victor had officially placed me on a separate training schedule with Commander Rhea Stone, restricted strictly to the late evening hours.

Until then, I had explicit permission to roam free within the residential sectors, though the high-security medical bay where Misa was completing her helper training remained strictly off-limits to recruits like me.

So, I made my way to
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  • Out and Open

    Eric's POVIt was Rhea banging on my door. I opened it in pure panic, thinking the apocalypse was finally coming to an end. I realized that was an irony in the making. "Come with me." She dragged me away, back to the same restricted access corridor from yesterday. We stood together in the steel corridor while the heavy guards stood at attention near the blast door. Rhea had explicitly told them to turn around and not hear a single word she was about to say. The guards faced the wall and watched the blank metal while I watched Rhea. They respected her that much. At least. She paced back and forth across the floor, looking more distressed than I had ever seen in my entire life. Perhaps that was the most distressed she's ever been herself. Beads of sweat formed rapidly on her pale forehead, and I could hear her own heartbeat pounding loudly from her chest.But...she was taking too much time. Why did she need my company if she didn't wanna talk to me?I sat down heavily on the floor an

  • Defeat or Retreat?

    Eric's POV[22:00 hours, Bridge of War, Old New York]The transport aircraft hovered quietly over the dark perimeter of Sector Nine, right above the Bridge of War. I stood near the open loading bay, leaning forward against the safety harness as the cold wind whipped against my face.Down below, the last standing human settlement was being... slaughtered.Through the thick haze of smoke, the floodlights revealed a sight that turned my stomach upside down. Thousands of infected had broken through the steel barricades, swarming the narrow streets like a tide of black oil. But they weren't just biting people. They were displaying a terrifying level of deliberate brutality.I watched in absolute horror as three massive, mutated zombies pinned a screaming man to the concrete. One pulled his arms, another grabbed his legs, and with a sickening SNAP, they split his torso clean in two. Intestines and fresh blood spilled across the asphalt, but the creatures didn't care about the meat yet. They

  • 5-Point Battle

    I spent the morning wandering through the 4tg subterranean level, my boots echoing against the cold steel plates. General Victor had officially placed me on a separate training schedule with Commander Rhea Stone, restricted strictly to the late evening hours. Until then, I had explicit permission to roam free within the residential sectors, though the high-security medical bay where Misa was completing her helper training remained strictly off-limits to recruits like me. So, I made my way to her small, minimalist bunker on the upper residential tier, leaning against the cold doorframe and hoping she might pass by during her shift rotation. My mind roamed over everything that was happening—the secret of my blood, the terrifying evolution of the horde outside, and the strange, unreadable woman who was about to become my combat partner.My internal train of thought broke when I spotted her walking down the hallway. Misa was hurrying toward her bunker, a deep, troubled scowl carved into

  • Ugly-hearted

    The third subdivision was quiet at this hour, illuminated only by the faint, pulsing glow of overhead emergency strips. I was making my way back down the central catwalk when a small figure stepped out from behind a concrete pillar. It was Misa. Her dark hair was pulled back into a practical ponytail, and her eyes immediately dropped down to my right hand."Eric," she whispered, stepping closer and reaching out to touch my fingers. "I saw what happened on the sand stage today. Your knuckles were split completely open. How is your hand?"I uncurled my palm and held it up under the dim lights. The deep gashes that should have taken weeks to close were already fading into thin, faint pink lines. The raw flesh had knit itself back together with unnatural speed, leaving behind only the ghost of an injury.Misa gasped softly, her eyes widening as she gently traced her thumb near the scabbed skin. "That's... that's impossible, Eric. How are they already healing like this?"I pulled my hand

  • A Possible Match

    The silence on the training floor was absolute. Not a single recruit dared to breathe. Not a single boot shifted in the coarse, damp sand. The harsh, metallic echo of broken steel chains slamming against the far stone wall slowly died down, leaving behind a suffocating, heavy quiet that hung over the entire underground arena like thick, toxic smoke.Rhea Stone stood completely frozen beside the raised concrete stage, her mouth slightly open. Her dark eyes darted frantically from the smoking, maxed-out digital power sensor down to my dripping, bloody knuckles. For 3 long seconds, the cold, invincible commander vanished entirely, replaced by a woman who looked utterly bewildered by the sheer display of kinetic force she had just witnessed.She reached up with a slightly trembling hand, pressing her thumb against the comms unit mounted to her tactical collar."Medical bay, this is Commander Stone," Rhea said, her voice dropping into a tense, rapid clip that cut through the eerie silence

  • Aggression

    The next morning at 6 sharp, the heavy neon lights flickered to life over the vast, sandy floor of the 7th subterranean level. My body was still aching from yesterday’s punishment detail, but I kept my posture tall and relaxed as we recruits fled into formation.I casually glanced up toward the dark balcony railing on the 6th floor observation deck. Behind the glare of the heavy industrial floodlights, I caught sight of Misa standing near the edge. She wasn't alone though. Right beside her stood Sarah, holding baby Hope wrapped tightly in a soft thermal blanket.Misa looked down at me through the hazy light and offered a knowing, gentle smile.I smirked softly to myself, stepping into line. Sarah must have told Misa everything about what I did on that rope ladder and how her daughter was brought into the world. It was a strange, grounding feeling knowing there were two people up there rootin' for me in a place built on military coldness.A sharp, deafening blast from a silver whistle

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