CHAP 8: Section Two

We walked through the corridor leading to the second section, 02 was on my back, i made a makeshift backpack with what i found on the last section. All other akudama were bothered by her presence, but they believed i was enough of a threat not to simply kill her, even if in reality i was not, they probably would end up working alone and i could get atleast some of them before dying. Olivia followed closely behind me, maintaining a cautious eye on the little girl.

As we arrived at section two, i immediately started looking for files to see what what kind of experiment we were dealing with, this section was much more messy than the last one, the researchers were clearly desperate to get out of here as fast as possible, which is not a good sign. I could clearly see the experiment testing room being more reinforced than the last one. After some rummaging from my part, i found basically nothing, just some bits of information about how the subject was dangerous, highly intelligent and had made multiple attempts at escaping. It seems the research was on trying to extract the virus strain from inside the subject and ending it. Considering they made research on how to kill it, it seems it will be harder to deal with it then 02.

"Anyone found anything helpful?"

I asked and was prompted with Doctor's response.

"I'm empty-handed."

I'm doubtful of that considering the situation on last section, but i'm too focused on getting out of here to deal with her. I turned to Hacker.

"Anything on your end?"

"The section lockdown of this one is like the last one, neutralize the experiment, lockdown mode deactivated."

"What little i've found proves this one will not be as easy as the little girl, it seems the experiment is more agressive and less feral than 02."

I explained.

"Will you deal with it again, "communication expert"?"

Doctor said in an teasing tone.

"I believe it won't be as easy as the last one, but direct combat would prove inneficient from what i've found, if an bunch of researchers running controlled experiments could not kill it, what could we do in an much less safe and uncontrolled ambient, it seems the experiment is intelligent, which means negotiation is atleast an option."

"Will you go in alone again?"

Hacker asked and i nodded.

"Could you do us an favor once again, Brawler?"

"Of course i can, brother!"

Brawler smashed through the door that closed the decontamination room and the sterilization gas started pouring out rapidly, not stopping. I walked through the room and pried open the second door, finding myself in an observation room, i looked through the reinforced glass and saw a woman taking notes on a notebook, she had four arms and hands with only three fingers and mostly white skin, her hair resembled an moth in some ways, with two black spots that resembled eyes and an haircut that resembled wings, she had black eyes and red irises, she used a white vertically black-striped long sleeved shirt. Seeing such a creature, i found myself in a state between attracted and freaked out, she was on the line between the uncanny valley and absolutely beautiful. Such an interesting being must be preserved, negotiation it is then.

As i thought about my approach, she seemed to sense me and rapidly turned around and ran towards the glass hitting her body on it, moving back would reveal fear and give her the higher ground on the negotiations, so i held my reflexes back. She backed away from the glass, but i could still see the obssessive glint in her black eyes, i could not understand why though. As she backed away, she prepared to sprint at the window once again, and so she did, this time the glass cracked an bit, and suddenly the woman in front of me became an mist of moths and started battering the glass relentlessly until it cracked, and i found myself rapidly tackled to the ground and kissed. What is it with me and being tackled by women today?

{Host has been infected with the T-Cameron-Mashiro strain}

'The fuck? I played some of the Resident Evil games but do not remember any Cameron, and certainly not any Mashiro.'

{Klaxosaur DNA, T-Virus and the T-Cameron-Mashiro strain are interacting and integrating with the host's body, entering an sleep-like state will be necessary in order for the host not to lose his intelligence and uncontrollably mutate}

'Can you atleast hold the changes back until i am in a safe place?'

{Holding the changes back can be done, but only for 1 hour at most}

'That would be enough'

As i conversed with the system, the moth girl continued to kiss me, i took that chance to use {Observe}.

|Name:Mashiro

HP:500/500

MP:Null

HP Regen: 50 per minute

MP Regen: Null

CON:50

STR:50

DEX:40

INT:70

WIS:30

CHA:50

LUK:25

Perks:

{Light Seeker}

(Metamorphosis}

{Body changing}

{Hive Mind}

{Virologist}

{Possession}

{Increased Regeneration}

Skills:

{Biology Knowledge} LVL 40/100

{Virology Knowledge} LVL 50/100

{Stealth} LVL 20/100

{Medical Knowledge} LVL 30/100|

Now i understand why they couldn't kill her, she is made of multiple bodies, meaning she would not let them take the strain considering it was the thing that kept her alive. And her skills make me think she was once an scientist. I pushed her off of me, and she surprisingly complied. I wiped her saliva from my lips.

"Well, can't say i expected that to happen," i offered her my hand and she shook it "I'm known as Charlatan, what is your name, lady?"

"My name is Mashiro, i'm sorry for my previous actions, i was simply excited to see my light for the first time."

"Your light?"

"Yes, ever since i was infected, i was able to see the light on people, and always knew there would be an person with the most beautiful light of all, my light, you."

God, really? Another crazy woman, i don't know if i should consider myself lucky or cursed, atleast she will be a powerful force to my side.

"Okay, i guess. Want to get out of here?"

"Not only do you have a beautiful light, but a beautiful heart. Of course i want to get out of here!"

As she said that she wrapped her arms and boobs on my arm. I do not trust her, but i'll simply follow along so that she thinks i'm wrapped around her fingers.

"Well then, follow me, my fair lady."

I pried the door open.