Chapter 7 - Washed ashore...

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~Isaac pov~

[Time: 21:42 pm]

'Uuuuh...fucking hell this stuff is nauseating...' isaac gagged inside tasting the very drug the doctor injected into his veins slowly being absorbed into his biological as he pretended to be incapacitated.

It wasn't so difficult by any means, being able to control his own biomass came with many perks afterall.

Including being able to numb his entire body and slowing down the functions of his bodily organs to the point of passing as a corpse. All the while he listened to their conversation.

Apparently the lamps shutting off wasn't them being total pricks but actually due to sabotage from within to their electrical systems by Rais's own spies posing as a family of survivors.

The piece of shit actually brain washed a couple with a kid to do his dirty work!? That's all kinds of f*cked up!

While the mother and father were killed in the end by Breckon and his allies, the kid was still somewhere running loose in the upper levels. Isaac honestly didn't want to think what would happen to the brat if he was found. Clearly it was too risky to try and rehabilitate the kid due to his upbringing, something tells him they're still going to try though...

Eventually their conversations shifted to more dire matters. The low stock of antizin. The two boxes he had given were enough to supply those who were infected for at least a two weeks. The fact just those cases alone provided that much time for the tower residence was insane to him.

It made his blood especially boil even more at how that wannabe dictator hoarded so many of those crates that he and his men probably didn't even need that could've been used by those far more worthy than themselves!

The night runs they've committed in the passed few month have only garnered them only a few crates while the dozens of others were taken by Rais's men. It had costed many tower residences to turn over time and resulted in losing both floors and lives to infected.

Just recently three people had turned while their heavy hitters were away causing the newly infected to attack a corridor of civilians. It was only through tactful planning and sacrifice that they managed to trap them in separate rooms for the pros to eliminate them when they returned.

None were killed, but a good chunk of the floors residence were infected.

If Breckon wanted him to become a runner for the tower then he'd gladly accept without hesitation to help these people. None of them deserved what happened to their city nor what they were subjected to by both Rais and the GRE.

Throughout the rest of the night all isaac could do was play around with his viral sonar and mull over what was next to do back in his original world. It would no doubt be morning or even late in the afternoon by the time he returned.

Till then...he would be patient...

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~Nadia pov~

[Time: 9:42 pm]

Staring at herself in the mirror she gleefully secured a necklace of pearls around her neck and admired how they contrasted against her chocolate hued skin as the white spherical material cascaded between her deep cleavage.

Hearing the sounds of the nearby bathroom open she looked to see a man no older than in his early twenties step out with an amused look in his eyes.

"You like 'em pearls sweet heart?" He asked in a thick australian accent, his eyes staring at her nearly nude form like it were a five star meal as he came over to run a hand against her partially exposed backside to which she let out a improvised moan of approval. All she had on at the moment was one of many colored two piece swimsuit belonging to her current targets soon to be wife.

"Oh~ I do. You sure she won't notice them gone?" She asked in the most flirtatious voice she could pull off, her eyes entranced by the majestic shine they gave off in the sun light seeping into the smaller bungalow her new benefactor owned in the pool district.

After running out of Isaac's own bungalow after their heated exchange she wandered the nearby small island to privately calm herself down. It hadn't taken long for this buffoon, Derrick Powell, to approach her and invite, the weeping 'neglected fiance' as she told him, to his quarters. He was perfect, not in terms of looks but in terms of being a privileged brat who's parents were off in the resort, leaving him responsible for their belongings. Truly a target ripe for plunder~

Their time together was actually enjoyable partying with others her own age. They drank, danced and gossiped to their hearts content. Eventually the mood of the party turned to one of drunken mishaps and arousal. Against her reservations she accepted the man's advances and joined him in abode.

Apparently the fool was getting married, how sweet. His fiance, such a precious looking angel, was also off partying with friends and relatives on the other side of the resort, wouldn't be showing herself until their wedding day. A marital tradition apparently. With the much desired need to get away from his clingy soon to be wife he spent the last week gifting a few of her belongings to women he fancied in return for a nightly bout of sex.

"Oh don't you worry about that baby, by the time we leave I'll have bought her a new set." The man chuckled as he led her to the bed. "For now though, it's time i give you diffrent kind of pearl necklace, shall we~?"

Deep down she couldn't help but roll her eyes at the married man's attempts to sound sexual. Sure, he was somewhat attractive, not to the extent of her boy toy. Still...if this is what it took to stay the night she'd go through with it, she doubted isaac would let her back in tonight.

It's not the first time...

Climbing atop the large soft bed and scooting back to lay on a pile of pillows she proceeded to spread her legs invitingly to her partner to see him follow suit and begun untying the loop of his trunks. With a mere tug they fell to the floor to reveal his hard pale cock before her eyes.

It was rather...underwhelming...

If she had to guess, its was around 5 inches at most, the girth was...okay. Despite these imperfections she continued to appear flirtatious and engaged.

Extending a hand towards the pile of pillows all around her he pushed some aside to reveal a misplaced pile of condoms. Grabbing one and tearing it from its packet he leisurely slipped it on his manhood and approached closer to the young woman.

Catching her off gaurd he proceeded to lie down onto his front and pulled aside the crotch of her bikini to begin lapping and sucking on her lower lips and clit.

*Sluuurp~lick~smack!*

"Aaah~mm~mmm~ Oooh fuck, mm~"

Continuing to let out a series of wanton moans and groans as she couldn't help but squirm as his tongue wormed its way slightly into her inner folds while his fingers sunk in further applying pressure to her most sensitive spots within.

Tossing her head back and forth she basked in the wet pleasurable sensation as she closed her eyes to truly savor it and allowed her imagination to take over.

Instead of picturing the man currently between her legs she instead pictured the being who had plagued her mind for hours. His stern face~ his rippling physique~ his grey pools staring deep into her soul as he continued to please her~

'isaac...Isaac, oh god, ISAAAAC~~!'

"F*ck, uugh~ f*ck~ Aaaaaaah~ Ooooh god~ Oooooh~!♡"

Throwing back her head Nadia pushed the man further into her crotch as she came into the playboy's waiting mouth.

Breathing heavily due to the aftermath of her orgasm Nadia swore she heard the sounds of ruckus occuring beyond their room.

Only once Powell unceremoniously had her on her knees, ass up in the air and then began to fuck her relentlessly into the mattress did she quickly disregarded it all in place of enjoying the sensation of the man's dick roughly grind against her insides, again letting her imagination run wild.

Feeling a sharp sting coarse throughout one of her big quaking cheeks the teen let out a moan and looked behind to see a hand repeatedly belonging to her boytoy slapping a print into her ass, inadvertently making her twerk enticingly against the foreigners waist with every thrust.

Yet...no matter how much he pushed inside his tip was only just barely able to graze the entrance of her womb.

It was so...frustrating...even the way he thrusted into her was uncoordinated, causing her to lose the steady momentum of a building orgasm.

"Ooooh, f*cking hell~ Ooooooh~ Ooooooh~ Oooooh~ i can't hold it in another babe~ i'm going to...t-to..."

Wait...what!? Oh c'mon, its only been a minutes at least! Even that other white bastard lasted longer than this!

"H-hey! Wait a sec, we just started!? At least hold it in until i-" Nadia yelled only to be cut off by the man moaning one final time to witness him pull out his member and proceed to shower her back and ass with thick strings of his warm cum.

*Sigh~* 'Until I cum too...'

Shuffling towards her left side still on his knees 'Derrick' pressed his now flaccid shaft against the lips of the teen still lying on her front, the traces of what was left on it nearly making her gag at the taste.

"Go on sweetie~*huff*~be a dear and clean daddy's cock nice and good~" he said somewhat out of breath yet tried his best to sound deeply sexual.

If not for the room nearly being dark due to the limited light sources inside he would have seen the native girl glaring up at him with hateful disappointing.

'Please shut the f*ck up...'

Reluctantly Nadia ran her tongue along and around the length as she reached a hand down to her crotch to feel the end of the bastard's condom still jammed deep inside.

'Seriously...couldn't even bother to pull it out yourself...' Groaning in discomfort she managed to pull it free and toss it away.

Slurping up the last of the mixture of lubricant and cum the native teen flinched in surprise as her companion abruptly shoved his now hardened dick deep down her throat to the base causing the girl to nearly puke as the shaft was repeatedly smothering her uvula as he fucked her throat.

"Gulk- Uulp!- Gulgk- Ulp!- Kkkkglk!"

Audibly gagging every time he thrust deeper down her throat she felt tears well up in her eyes from the discomfort.

It took all of her willpower not to bite down on the prick's manhood as he pulled it free and flipped her onto her back only to shove it back in again, deeper than before.

What made it even more unbearable was his sweaty sack slapping and smothering her nostrils, making it impossible not to smell the sour stench of his crotch. Worse than that...she felt loose bits of pubic hair get caught between her lips!

'Uuuuh!!! Get off!'

"Oooh~ fuck, these are the best natural tits I've felt this whole trip! Shame I can't take you home, you'd make a perfect side piece." Groaned the man as he roughly groped the two masses of flesh, even pinching and pulling her nipples earning a groan of irritation underneath.

With every movement he made Nadia could feel his dick twitching and swelling more and more slamming repeatedly against the back of her throat, signaling that he was close.

"Ooooh~ it's too much- I can't- Ooooh~ Ooooooooh~! Here it comes! Fuuuuuuck, fuuuck~Oooooh!" Instantaneously the rush of thick fluid coat her throat and tongue only for him to pull away and shower the native teens face and chest in strings and globs of his cum.

'How..*aack*..did this guy get a woman..*ulp*..to marry him with..*hhuk*..stamina this bad!' Nadia thought stupefied.

*Hhuff~* See hun~" *cough!* "I told you..I'd give you...another pearl necklace~" *wheeze~* "Oh jesus..I think I overdid it this time..." Trying not to puke Nadia watched the man gasp for breath as he got up to rummage through one of the nearby drawers and retrieved...

'Asthma...seriously...'

Slowly rising up off the bed she tucked a few strands of her dreaded hair behind her ear and dismissively stepped out of the room and into the bathroom next door without a word. Bending down over the sink she pursed her lips and spat out what was left of the man's spunk into the ceramic.

Closing the bathroom door she had enough time to see the man lay back down on the bed, look her way and gave the teen a phantom kiss before the door shut. It was obvious the man needed time to recover...niether did she care how long it would take. Her time here had been...disappointing.

And disgusting...

Meanwhile her benefactor, having noticed her change in demeanor, came to the door to check up on his companion who turned on the shower and got in to begin washing off the gunk still clinging to her dark skin.

"Uuuh...hey, you alright baby? Is this because of the facial? Sorry, i just got lost in the heat of the moment and all that, you know~haha..." He laughed awkwardly while Nadia simply continued to scrub with a combination of body wash and soap.

"..."

"So...haha~um, why don't you stay here, clean up, and I'll fetch a towel. Then how about you and I head to the beach, heard Sam 'B' is singing there right now. That guy is a legend! I'm telling you, a few hours of dancing and drinks will definitely liven things up! Now...pretty sure i saw a few in the living room...or outside maybe?" he asked himself, the rest of what he said not making it to Nadia's ears due to the loud running shower head as made his way out of the room.

"I should've stayed with 'him'...sex would've been more pleasant at least..." Nadia sighed, shutting off the water she flinched in surprise at the sounds of commotion in the next room. Did the fiance come back?

Quickly drying herself off and putting on her swimsuit she slowly opened the door and looked out to see-

"Oh god...is that...blood?" With trembling hands she covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming as the sight of blood coating the wall caused the girl's fight or flight instincts to flair. Closing the door once more she looked around the room for a weapon of some kind. Managing to only find a toolbox under the sink containing parts and a small array of simple wrenchs.

Although the one she inevitably chose was heavy it gave the young adult a sense of security as she crept along the short hall and into the living area that led outside where she saw William over the body of a mutilated corpse of a woman. Yet she couldn't identify who it was, considering their face was reduced to a pulp by the older fellow who kept repeatedly bashing it with an oar.

Upon noticing the girl's entry Powell looked to the corpse and towards his improvised weapon, realizing how incriminating the sight was.

"You...y-you killed her...oh god..." She spoke with a trembling voice, her tone on the brink of turning to one of sobs.

"No! L-Listen to me, this chick, she wasn't right! She attacked me when I came in here! You gotta belie-!" Before the man could utter another word Nadia struck, nailing the him in the side of the head with the end of the wrench in her grip, grabbed her purse and ran out the wide open doors with all her strength.

"Help me!!! Somebody help!!" Tears welled up in her eyes, lungs already feeling as though they were on fire, but she didn't stop, she couldn't, wouldn't, even if she got the authorities would they even listen? No...they would likely listen to that bastard and believe in whatever fabrication he cooked up to save his own ass. Nadia very much doubted he'd let that go...

Isaac, she had to find isaac! He'd listen to her, right? Vouch for her? Deep down she was certain he was a kind soul despite appearances saying otherwise. Would have knocked her up without a care in the store facilities if he hadn't been or straight up beat her into a near comatose state and just destroyed the phone in response to the blackmail. Wasn't the first time, still had scars to prove it.

Pushing through the crowds of people enjoying their evening, all so oblivious of their surroundings, if they had been more cognitive they would have notice the girl lugging a bloodied wrench in her hands.

Eventually she came upon the beach at the edge of the resort grounds, noticing there were little to no people present other than children and people her own age playing in the shallows she slowly looked to the pearls still hung around her neck. With a measure of hesitation she ripped them free from her neck and tossed the necklace into the sea, knowing it would drift out due to the current.

'Fuck this place...' sniffling she sat down onto the soft sandy shore, Tucking her knees close to herself as she tried her best to calm herself.

However the thought of being framed for a murder she had not commit relentlessly racked her mind with dread, the possibility she had killed that man with the blow she inflicted with the very tool in a death grip even more so.

All she could think of doing was hide, go back to isaac and hunker down until he left the resort. Maybe... maybe he could even take her with him...she didn't care where he was heading but it was better than being on this part of the island right now...

"Eeeeeeeek~!" Gasping upon hearing the bloody crys of a little girl farther out in the water she got to her feet and jogged to the shallows, yet due to the lack of light farther beyond she couldn't find them. Nadia wanted to berate herself for acting in such a way, she was a survivalist, she should be looking out for only herself! And yet...

*Splash!*

Whipping her head to the direction of the sounds of someone coming to shore her heart nearly stopped at seeing a little young girl no older that 8 years old crawling to the shore covered in blood. As though her feet had a mind of their own she bolted to the child's side to assist.

Horrified she saw the space between the girl's neck and shoulder looked as though it were torn away by an animal. Looking around desperately for anything to use to stem the bleeding she could only watch with teary eyes at the girl who's head laid on her lap, trying her best to comfort the girl as she kept bleeding profusely from her wound. Little by little the child's whimpers and gags ceased, going completely limp in the native woman's arms.

"I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry...i...*sniffle* I couldn't help you!" Like a flood gate tears ran down her cheeks as she cried. Scooting away from the corpse Nadia curled up in on herself traumatized by the event.

*Splash!*

Snapping her head to the sea once more the sight of another body, a grown man, made its way ashore. However this one was different.

The man's eyes were as though they belonged to a long dead cadaver, their skin covered in dark noticeable veins. The worst of all was what escaped their lips. It was...animalistic, like it was exuded by a rabid beast.

Slowly and steadily Nadia got to her feet, retrieved the wrench and backed further away in horror as she witnessed the strangers clumsily stand and awkwardly take one step at a time towards her. But what came next nearly made her want to blind herself to everything.

Instead of continuing closer to her it kneeled over the little girl's body and to buried its teeth into her face, tearing away the flesh to reveal muscle and bone underneath, only to then slurp down what it had between its teeth and stripped away more moments later wothout pause.

Covering her mouth she ran, ran as though her life depended on it. In all possibilities it did.

"Isaac!!"

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