Chapitre 15: Patient Zero
Parking around the corner of a building so it's a safe ways away from Jacob's moped, Derek enters the market to continue his objective. Walking in the crowds makes it easy for him to stay close to Jacob without being caught, though he seems to be aware that someone is following him as he keeps glancing over his shoulder. Reaching the airstrip, Jacob sits by the gate.
"What's he doing?" Luther's voice asks into his ear.
"Standing outside the airstrip,"
"Anything else?"
"No, just standing,"
"Must be expecting company...let me know if anything happens,"
"Roger that," Derek replies. With all the people around, Derek stands there like a stone in a river, no one paying any attention to him or understanding most of what he says since most of the people don't speak english, but they must read it since a lot of signs in the city are in english.
This isn't the kind of stuff Ada does. She works in the shadows of the fires of disaster, meanwhile I'm sitting here in the middle of a dirty, fowl smelling market. If she saw me now...she'd never want me…she'd see me as less than the shadow of the man I was before.
After standing there forever, a plane comes flying in, landing on the airstrip. Stairs are brought up to the door, and it opens. As people start coming out of the plane, Jacob holds up the sign.
"A plane's just arrived, Jacob's holding up a sign now, it just says Page on it," Derek says into his earpiece.
"Page?" Luther's voice asks in bafflement, "When you see the person he's waiting for, tell me wat they look like,"
Closely watching the people exit the plane, someone catches his attention. A woman with a brown duffle bag over her shoulder, reddish-orange hair shining in the sunlight. He watches as she heads down the stairs, looks in Jacob's direction with confusion and than looks away as she makes her way to the market area.
Walking through the gate, she walks up to Jacob, looking at him as if he's a total stranger. The woman must be Page. As they talk Derek remembers he needs to tell Luther.
"The person has come out of the plane, they have long reddish-orange hair, a brown leather vest, red shirt, and dark blue jeans," As he finishes describing them the pair starts to walk in his direction. Derek moves to the side of the street by some stands as he carefully watches them.
"It's time to give someone the first virus, find someone on the edge of the market, that should get things started without Jacob noticing. It's vital we make the airstrip useless,"
"On it," Derek replies as he starts heading for the exit of the market. Glancing in the direction of Jacob and the woman, the woman glances over in his direction. He quickly turns away and continues his way through the crowds. He beats them to the edge of the market, heading to where he parked his bike. Reaching his bike he detaches the briefcase from it, as he opens it and pulls out a syringe, a stranger walks up to him.
"H-hey, do you know where the airstrip is?" The man asks, "I got here on boat but I'm suppose to be flying back home," Derek walks up to the man, making use of the syringe is concealed.
"Oh, um…It's right down there," Derek says as he points in the direction of the market. He quickly puts the needle into the lower part of the man's back, quickly injecting the virus into him.
"Ouch," The man says as he steps away from Derek, "Damn bugs," The man says as he turns to Derek, who hides the syringe, "Did you see what bit me?"
"Sorry, no,"
"Oh...I hope it wasn't poisonous. Thanks for the directions," The man says as he waves goodbye before heading to the market, coughing as he enters the place. As the man walks past a stand, he suddenly feels a bit dizzy, leaning onto a nearby stand and barfing onto some of the food and the merchant, who has a small cut on their hand.
"S-sorry, sorry…" The man says as they continue their trek to the airstrip.
"The virus has been implanted,"
"Good, good," Luther's voice says with some excitement, "Presume your task of following Jacob now,"
"Got it,"
With that Derek puts the empty syringe in the case and gets on his bike, luckily Jacob is just within eyesight far off down the road. He follows them to Jacob's house, rather than staying on the road, Derek heads off the road into the fields, distancing himself so they can't see him. He brings up his rifle, which no one at the market cared that he had with him, and zooms in on the house.
Jacob takes off his beard, and soon Page draws her gun on him.
"She drew her gun on him," Derek says into the earpiece, "Should I take the shot?"
"Not yet, she's not going to shoot, trust me," Luther replies.
Jacob walks up to Page and lowers her gun. He walks inside and she soon follows. Derek sits there, the sound of the grass around him swaying in the soft breeze as he waits for something to happen. As he's sitting there he hears a faint sound off in the direction of the market. Glancing over, he sees a small stream of smoke coming from it.
Guess it's starting.
After some more time, Page exits the house alone with the bag. She opens it and pulls something out. She reads it, than heads back inside. As a lot more nothing happens, the market starts catching on fire, smoke now bellowing from it.
Reminds me of China…
As the memories try to claw their way up him, he shakes them off as he focuses back on Jacob's house. Jacob comes out his arms behind his back, with Page following. They see the giant fire that was once the market and get on the bike, as they drive away, Derek sees Jacob is handcuffed and Page's bag is on his back ,the strap over his shoulder. Putting the rifle onto his back, he drives off after them.
"They're driving back to the market, Jacob is in cuffs,"
"Interesting...keep your distance for now, let me know what happens when they reach the market,"
Following them, he starts to see all the people fleeing from the market, most of them on fire and all of them covered in blood. Derek parks where he did before, peeking over the corner of the building to see what they're doing. Page walks up to a person on the ground, and they lunge at her.
She shoots it several times in the head, but it still crawls after her to her surprise.
Certainly more durable than any J'avos.
Jacob takes his cuffs off, pulling out a shotgun from Page's bag and walks up to the zombie. He shoots it point blank in the face, decapitating it. They talk for a bit, than Page pulls out some masks, they put them on, and head into the market.
"Jacob broke free of the cuffs and has a shotgun, him and Page re-entered the market,"
"Damnit, I was hoping he'd just kill her himself. Get rid of her, she's just going to mess up the results,"
"Alright,"
Derek quickly heads into the market after them.
The smoke in the air gives Derek a heavy cough at first, but he soon gets used to it as he fights his way through all the people running away. He sees Page and Jacob standing in the middle of the street as they stare at the oncoming horde of zombies. Before Derek can even grab his rifle the two run into a nearby building on the right.
Derek looks to the left side of the street and enters the closest one, hurrying up the stairs.
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TIWHimitsu
TIWHimitsu It's time for all of Derek's training to be put to use as he's given execution orders. Wonder how he'll do...
I screwed up saying the order of the character artwork, Derek's is the next chapter, and Jacob is after that. Hope you guys are enjoying the story and as always any comments you guys have are much appreciated along with power stones.
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