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Parasyte: Yuki, Fleur S.

"I've never once thought that zombies would be deadly; Yet here I am deadlier" Yuki Fleur is a first-year college student, studying fine arts and design, in the country of New Zealand. Little did she expect that, by the time she had woken up, the world had turned into ruins from a certain virus-parasitic epidemic. Contagious, deadly, rabid, these characteristics are thoroughly described by none other than Wattson Claire and Turner Andrew, one of the few scientists who played a big part on the experiment produced as bio-weapons for the modern-global war, from a secret organisation called ‘S.P.E.C.T.R.E.’ Bitten by a zombie, right across her hind, she was exiled from her group due to her alarming risk for turning into one of them. Despite her ruptured flesh, she manages to swiftly avoid multiple obstacles, defying death itself, and fortunately survives, and saved from the hands of Grey Turner, the son of Andrew Turner, inside an abandoned house. She then becomes immune from the parasitic fungi/virus inside her cells and overturned her twisted rabid state due to her abnormal cells. Will Fleur and Grey be able to produce a complex vaccine out from her DNA, or fail from the mutated monsters lurking in the shadows? ***Parasyte: Yuki, Fleur S., and Parasyte: Turner, Grey B. are interconnected stories. In this novel, you'll experience the adventure of the little girl who's ridiculously lucky enough to survive the onslaught of the undead. She's more on the funny side than Grey, the main protagonist in his world. Let's unravel the mysteries of the world infested with undead monsters. We'll learn how to love, laugh, smile, cry, which also has a lot of Yuri (GirlxGirl) fantasies- *cough* Please enjoy reading the novel~ -Original Artwork by Cr4sh4rT Facebook link page: https://www.facebook.com/Cr4sh4rt.ngocnam/?ref=page_internal Gmail: cr4sh4rt@gmail.com -Original PHOTOGRAPH

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A Losing Battle (1)

-_-_-_-_-Fleur's Perspective-_-_-_--

My body then immediately jolted out from the ground as I aimed my feet to land accurately on the wall of glass,

But my grip was suddenly ejected from the smooth surface of the wall, making me slip all through the ground. 

I wiped out my sweat dripping from over the strands of my hair. 

No matter how many tries I attempted to reach the height of the fan, I would always slip and plummet on the ground, making everyone present on the scene dejected on my performance.

"It's no use, Fleur!" Venice runs towards my direction and aids me to stand.

"Just a little bit more," I pleaded, wanting to bounce back at the wall, knowing that I'd soon fail again in my futile attempts. 

"Enough is enough!" She finally snaps and starts to pull me closer into her arms. "We will think of another way to reach the fan. Right now, help Grey and the others to fend off the zombies on the door."