Chapitre 38: Broken
"Wait-!" Ada exclaims before Jacob takes off down the middle isle to the other side of the room, sliding over a table to get past some zombies. He runs through the door and enters a massive room that's twice as big as the one he was just in. Desks with computers and giant test tubes filled with glowing light blue liquids fill the corners of the room. He hurries over to a nearby computer, which is unlocked, a timer in the upper corner displaying a little over twenty minutes. The desktop is covered in folders with various names, but he ignores them all, looking for a map of the place.
He finds it and opens it up. The other side of the room leads to a sub lab, and the other side of that room is connected to a hall leading straight to the power plant.
"Perfect," He mutters to himself before closing the map and hurrying to the other side of the room. He enters another room that looks nearly identical to the first room he had entered with Ada and Derek. A few zombies walk are aimlessly wandering about. He makes his way pass them and reaches the door, entering a thin hallway with white walls lit by lights in the side walls.
"Warning, power plant in critical condition. Twenty minutes until meltdown. All personnel evacuate the facility immediately,"
Jacob hurries down the hall, reaching a set of stairs going up to a rustic metal door. He heads through the door to enter a small room filled with computers, monitors, and gauges that are going crazy displaying the status of the machinery.
"Alright, what the hell did Luther do to you?" Jacob thinks out loud as he walks over to the computers. He presses the space-bar on the keyboard to turn the screen on. It displays needing to scan an ID, a little device connected to it glowing red.
"Fucking great," Jacob grunts as he taps the desk with his fist.
There's gotta be some workers around here, I'm sure he made sure they were all dead or infected.
There's two doors leading out, a large window in the middle showing the massive room that they both lead to. Floodlights are the only source of light in the giant room. He can't see the ceiling because it's either too high up or just too dark, but several walkways up above are just barely visible, along with giant machinery in the far back of the room, tons of pistons and gears moving violently.
Jacob walks through the door on the left and finds himself on a large platform made of thick diamond plates. Guardrails encase the edges of it, with some ladders and stairs, some leading to a floor below, and others connecting to the walkways up above. Despite the loud noises of the machinery, the sound of metal chains swinging about can be heard echoing above. A corpse sits on the far end of the platform, laid up against the railing and having a floodlight aimed at it. Something's wrong about this.
Jacob tightens the grip on his knife as he walks towards the body, keeping an eye out for any movement around him. As he makes it halfway to the body, he hears a loud metal screeching noise, like something being torn apart. He looks up and around, but doesn't see anything, but the lowest walkways above which are empty, everything else is hidden in darkness. He continues his walk to the corpse, a bit more slowly and trying to listen for anything. Nearing the body he sees something in its hands, something reflective and white, it must be the worker's ID card. He goes to reach for it, but hears clanging from above.
He looks up to see a massive shadow come plunging down toward him. He dives to the side, just before the thing comes crashing down where he was. A large person, easily over six feet tall, almost seven feet stands up, the light showing they're hulking body, along with some missing skin showing exposed muscle. It's in nothing but black camo cargo pants and dark brown boots. It turns around to face Jacob, revealing itself to be the thing that had chased him back in the prison.
A black bandanna covers the bottom of his nose and mouth, his skin pale, and most of his light brown hair fallen off. An eye-patch covers his right eye.
"You don't quit do you Jerry?" Jacob asks him, "Though I gotta ask how you recovered getting your fucking torso blown up into million of pieces, and get a change of clothes too,"
"That was a fake," Jerry replies in a deep, disgruntled voice, "Guess it wasn't much of a challenge for you," He cracks his knuckles, his hands almost the size of Jacob's head, "Good for me, cause I've been waiting for months to get my revenge on you,"
Jacob gets into a battle stance, unwavered by Jerry's colossal size.
"Let's get this over with, I'm on a tight schedule," Jacob states coldly, glaring up at him.
The two stare at each other, only a few feet apart. Jerry suddenly comes charging at Jacob, throwing a right punch. Jacob jumps to the side, Jerry stepping forward from the momentum. Jacob slashes at Jerry's back, barely making a cut in it. Unaffected by the hit, Jerry comes turning towards him, swinging his left arm. Jacob gets hit, sent flying back a couple feet and landing on the ground with a hard thud.
"That all you got?" Jerry asks as he starts walking toward him, "I was hoping for more of a challenge,"
"You should have fought me before I spent an entire day dealing with zombies," Jacob replies, still laying on the ground and holding his right arm sore from the blow. Jerry walks up to him, and as he brings a fist up, Jacob lets go of his arm, putting both his hands at his sides and bending his legs. He then thrusts his legs forward as he pushes his lower body up, both his feet hitting Jerry in the crotch. Jerry hunches over, stumbling back from the blow. Jacob grabs his knife and gets up, running to the body.
Seems like Luther forgot about a guy's biggest weakness.
Jacob grabs the ID card, putting it in his back pocket.
"Jacob, you there? Jacob!" Derek's voice exclaims from Jacob's radio.
"You motherfucker!" Jerry exclaims as he finally recovers from the blow. He starts charging at Jacob. Jacob jumps to the side just in time, Jerry pummeling the corpse, breaking the railing and causing it to fall down below.
"Warning, power plant in critical condition. Fifteen minutes until meltdown. All personnel evacuate the facility immediately,"
The automated voice echos through the room. Jacob runs for the door back into the room with all the computers, grabbing his radio.
"Derek, you there?!" Jacob exclaims into it.
"Jacob, everything alright?" Derek asks, Jacob glances behind him at the sound of metal breaking. Jerry's tearing off a piece of the railing.
"Everything's fine-!"Jacob ducks as a metal rod is thrown at him, flying over his head and plunging into the wall in front of him, "What's wrong?"
"...Were you planning on injecting Page with the virus that's in me?" Derek asks as Jerry comes charging at him. Jacob puts the radio back on his belt before taking off the duffel bag. He holds it like a battering ram at his side. As Jerry nears him he steps to the side, swinging the duffel bag up, letting go as it hits Jerry in the face, the force knocking off his eye patch and bandanna.
"I doubt that's how Luther brought you back," Jacob replies as he runs to the other side of the platform for more space, "He must have made something new. Check all the files, there must be something about reviving dead people somewhere in the place,"
Enraged, Jerry grabs the duffel bag, chucking it towards Jacob but missing, causing it to go falling down to the depths below.
"Get back here!" Jerry roars, Jacob seeing that he's missing his right eye and part of the skin around his mouth has torn off, showing muscle and some bone.
"Who's that? What's going on Jacob?" Ada suddenly asks.
"Nothing, everything's fine! Just focus on finding that revive!"
"Jacob? Jacob?!" Derek exclaims before Jacob turns off the radio and puts it back on his belt. Jerry pulls the rod out of the wall with ease then chucks it at Jacob. Jacob ducks once more, the rod flying into the machinery behind him. This causes an explosion that pushes Jacob forward, causing him to fall down. As he's getting up he hears loud stomping quickly approaching. Jacob rolls to the side, but Jerry still manages to grab him, picking him up by the throat.
"It's about time I thanked you for throwing me in jail to rot," Jerry says angrily as he glares at Jacob. Jacob tries to break open his grip, but it's too strong.
"Warning, power plant in critical condition. Ten minutes until meltdown. All personnel evacuate the facility immediately,"
"Even when you're about to die, you don't show anything," Jerry states irritably, "Show me what you're really feeling!" He grabs the knife off Jacob's belt, and plunges it into his side, sending a wave of pain through his body. Jacob winces in pain, but continues to glare at Jerry.
"You don't, want me, to do that," Jacob replies with winded breath.
"Oh, I do," Jerry pulls the knife out, and stabs it into his side again, "I want to see you suffer," Jerry starts to grin maniacally as he sees Jacob starting to break. He takes the knife out and plunges it once more into Jacob's side, which is now getting drenched in blood.
Jacob finally lets out a scream of pain as he continues to try and break free of Jerry's grip. Jerry lets out a laugh at seeing Jacob's suffering.
Jacob grabs the knife from his side, pulling it out and plunging it into Jerry's wrist. The sudden pain causes Jerry to lose his grip on Jacob, dropping him to the floor. As Jerry starts to pull the knife out from his wrist, Jacob comes at him, kicking him in the torso, causing him to stumble back a bit. Jacob grabs the knife from Jerry's wrist and slashes him across the face. He then plunges the knife into Jerry's other hand before going behind him.
Jacob kicks in both of Jerry's legs, forcing him onto his knees with a hard thud. He then puts one arm around the top of Jerry's head and the other on his left shoulder. Jerry's caught in complete shock when Jacob suddenly bites down into his exposed neck. He rips off part of his neck, spitting it out and biting down once more, ripping off more until Jerry's esophagus is exposed, blood quickly filling it. Jacob lets go of Jerry's shoulder, rubbing his left hand along his blood-covered side, and then placing his blood soaked hand onto Jerry's throat, causing it to sizzle and sear. Jerry starts to shake and twitch as Jacob's blood starts burning the inside of his throat like acid. Jerry soon goes limp, Jacob letting go and his body falling back onto the ground.
"Warning, power plant in critical condition. Five minutes until meltdown. All personnel evacuate the facility immediately,"
Jacob pulls the knife out from Jerry's hand, cutting off some of the fabric of the cargo pants and using it to wipe the blood off his mouth and teeth. Jacob coldly stares down at Jerry's body, looking at the look of terror and agony frozen on his face. The taste of blood starts creeping up on Jacob's mind, awakening his true instincts. He hasn't tasted blood since the mental hospital.
Even the therapist knew I was right in calling myself a monster that day…
Jacob wipes the blood off his knife before putting it in its sheath and heads for the computer room, the wounds in his side already healing. Entering inside the computer room, he walks up to the computer, putting the ID card on the scanner. He gets access to the computer and starts trying to cancel the meltdown.
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
TIWHimitsu
TIWHimitsu Seems like Jacob's true colors are starting to show, man, he's one crazy mother fucker! Just to let you all, since Jacob has the containment system thing in him, his blood is lethal to B.O.W's and zombies if injected or put in an open wound. It's obviously not a great method to use for killing B.O.W's and zombies, but he didn't really seem to care at the time. Hope your jaws all dropped and let me know just how completely shocking this chapter was. :)
Little side note: Let's keep the reviews at one per person please, I'm grateful for them but don't need people going in with negative attitudes because other people really like this story, thanks in advance and I'm sorry for deleting some reviews but I won't forget the supporting words I've been given. And also, thank you all so much for all the collections and power stones, it means a lot to me. :)
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