"Shit! How much longer!?", shouted Jack back while shooting like there was no tomorrow together with the mercs and his friends.
There were already more and more of the undead collecting around their location as if they were riled up finding a source of food and shooting them only stopped them for a brief moment until they stand back up and start running at them again.
"I can't get through! This door to the hangers is jammed! It's like there is someone blocking my hacking attempts!", shouted Pyr and started to panic himself.
Jack let loose a few more rifle bolts and gritted his teeth.
"Then we need to find another way! Let's find a way to outer space and reach the hanger that way. We can't stay here any longer!"
Just when he yelled that order the undead breached a reinforced door to the far right.
What came into view was a massive figure full of hair on its body. The perpetual grin that was placed on its face through the missing underjaw that had rotted away lied about the real intentions it had in its mind.
Ben seeing that was shocked. "Uhm...Is that a Wookie I see?"
Behind the undead wookie that ripped a hole through reinforced steel was another large army of undead waiting with their bloody salivating mouths.
"RUN!!" Jack immediately gave the order to run again.
They had to get out of this ship before they really ended up becoming one of those guys. They were actually already lucky enough that the sickness this virus was originating from was not the airborne string or it would not even matter fighting for another day.
This sickness was vicious. Granting inhuman feats of strength and resilience towards its infected hosts. The only real way to destroy them is to incinerate them. Unlucky as he was Jack did not get a rifle that was capable of such a feat and finding one was like the needle in a haystack since they are prohibited by law everywhere.
Go figure. If you can just wield around normal blasters and don't need to worry about the law with that, then humanity starts to not care about such rifles even though they are more powerful.
Running away the merc called Kyle got shot in the back.
"Arg!" He screamed and the scorching energy spread through his back. He was not immediately dead but falling down as he did was basically a death sentence.
The even more horrifying ability that the sickness had was that it absorbed not only the flesh and body it took under its control but also that it stole all the knowledge that you had - slowly adapting.
Some of those undead fucks actually already held blasters and rifles in their hands and fired at them.
"Kyle", shouted Billy and stopped for a second to turn back and help.
"We can't help him! You will only get dragged into that horde." Jack tried to reason with him and also stopped just a second before continuing to run.
Billy looked at his comrade and gritted his teeth. Then he also started to run as well.
"Wait! Help me! Don't let me die here! HEEEEELP!! AAAAAAAHHHH!!!" Only screams of pain were heard after a certain amount of his pleas echoed behind their backs. Soon those fell to silence as well and only the growls and screeches of the undead were remaining.
The group got at least a little bit of time and ran into another corridor with a reinforced door that BD-8 linked up with and closed shut behind them.
"Thanks, BD-8", said David to the little droid and looked over to the two people that were actually supposed to do that being out of it. "Stick to the fucking roles you were given.", he told them.
"Fuck that. Did you not see that monster ripping through the door? What use is it to close it up? I ain't risking my life for that!", rebuked Pyr now.
The fear got a clear grasp over his mind. His lover was even worse for wear as she was looking around as if to spot the smallest movement of anything dangerous.
"Are you even still thinking straight? If we don't stick together, we die. Calm down already." It was easier said than done.
Jack felt rather calm while his adrenalin was still running through his body. But maybe it was not yet dire enough of a situation for him to feel fear and despair. It also could be that his body did not know fear any longer.
"Billy, do you have some explosives? We could make a hole to get out.", asked Ben while looking at the walls.
"No, nothing strong enough to breach a hull if you mean to do that.", answered Billy.
"So, how are we going to get outside then? This whole ship is probably infested by those damn bastards.", asked Ben again.
Well, that is another problem to be solved on the run...", said Jack and started moving.
The others looked at the door that was now giving off scratching sounds. They started to follow him while David looked at possible ways to navigate out.
Jack could feel the coldness of the zombies behind the door. His sense was getting stronger and stronger.
The sharp pain and headache he had previously, transformed into emotions of chill that brought a coldness to his spine that he rarely felt even as a human. Maybe he really should rethink if he truly did not feel fear.
He could also feel the hunger from those zombies. But it was not a normal hunger. It was unsatiable.
And the more he came closer to understanding these feelings the more he came to notice a voice around them that was trying to influence him as well. It was different than the Force but also alike.
'Terra, does this sickness have a hive mind?'
[It does have one. But it is the most primitive one that has no other desires but to eat and devour whatever it comes across. That is until it develops a true sense of being alive and devours for a purpose other than the current one.]
'Has it a connection to the Force?'
[If it devoured a force sensitive, definitely. But even from its birth alone, it should have a high connection to it because of the ingredients it was made out off.]
'No wonder I start to hear the voice that is commanding them...Those screeches. I can slowly understand them.'
"Master, can you hear it?" Kelana brought him out of his thoughts.
"You hear it as well? Don't listen to it and concentrate on the task."
"But...I think we have no way out..." Now she cast her face to the floor and Jack raised both brows underneath his helmet.
He kneeled in front of her and placed both hands on her shoulders.
"We are going to make it. Don't worry so much..."
###Loud Screeching###
Jack his eyes opened sharply and his pupils dilated into small dots as time felt like it came close to a standstill. He was back at the moment of the present.
The small shoulders that he held not too long ago were now gone. Even if he remembered that small moment from before.
In front of him, he still saw Kelana, but her helmet was now bashed in and her eyes that gimpsed through the cracks had already lost their glimmer.
That was because the carnage unfolding around him was not how it was supposed to happen.
Her eyes lost their luster because her body was ripped apart in two by the monstrous strength of the undead Wookie holding her up. The time flowed so slowly that he could see the blood form little droplets that still floated over the monster inbetween her body.
Slowly Jack came back to his senses and looked to his side where a zombie tried to bite through his left armguard.
'Right...I failed...How could this just happen...?' He also looked to his right hand that held a cyan-colored lightsaber that was penetrating the body of another zombie through the chest.
'I am sorry I failed...I did not want this to happen. Nothing of this.' A pained sad expression decorated his face as he looked at the faces of the two zombies close to him trying to rip him apart.
The faces of two individuals that he knew too well. It was Ben and David. Both were now under the control of the virus while the others of the group were already long gone and dead as well.
'I hope you can forgive me...and that we meet again in another life...'
[Jack, get a hold of yourself!! Are you really going to let this go? Think about it! The sickness is influencing you!]
Just then he heard Terra's voice and a rush of emotions flushed through his body like a tidel wave.
His anger welled up to extreme levels and his pained expression soon became a ferocious one.
The energy that welled up inside his body slowly collected like a dam. The Force itself stagnated and obeyed to his will as if serving uts master.
The floor and all the other metal around him bent and deformed into hideous shapes. The lights broke and the only lightsource became his cyan blade and the terrifying yellow gleam in his eyes.
His glare was concentrated at the monsters in front of him that consisted of hundreds of zombies.
'Right, they have to pay....I WILL KILL THEM ALL!!!!'
With all the Force collected around him, it soon produced a powerful Force bubble that with his shout of anger exploded into every direction.
The friction it produced sparked with electricity and the shockwave soon traveled outwards.
On its path, it incinerated everything remotely close to biological matter and even the metal became scorching red from the heat.
This energy was so strong that one could see it go even past the outer hull and travel outside the ship until it faded into the nothingness of empty space.
Calmness and quiet soon governed and ash fell softly on to the red glowing metal. He only heard his own breathing that reverberated in his ears and felt the hot tears that flowed down his face until he bent forward and started crying. His cries only increasing in volume to fill the sorrow he felt at this moment.