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Virus

The First Move

*In the caverns beneath the city of offtopic* Virus sits in his throne, watching his monitors, each one hacked into the cities cameras. “Hmm... it seems they didn’t get my message. Time to send another one” *Moments later at a small brotherhood of steel bunker* A large explosion shakes the earth, as the ground begins to burst. Robots quickly fly out of the newly made holes, swarming the bunker. “SOUND THE ALARM!” A soldier shouts, but before he can do anything else a robot punches through his power armor, into his gut. Nano bots quickly spread from the wound, corrupting and infecting the soldier’s flesh. He collapses to the ground, shaking violently. Another soldier runs for the alarm system, but before they can reach it a small creature jumps onto their back, and begins ripping through their armor. The creature appears to be a mechanically enhanced flood infester form. It quickly wraps its limbs around the soldiers flesh and burrows into their flesh, infecting them as well. The robots and flood quickly mow through the unprepared soldiers, who are unable to fight back. Almost as quickly as it started it, the combat ends, with bodies all over the floor, each one appears to be shaking violently. After a few more moments they begin to get up. Their once human eyes now replaced with orange mechanical ones. Their flesh now metal, and their minds no more. They begin grabbing weapons and materials from the bunker and dropping it into the holes in the ground. Once the bunker is empty one of the robots walks into it, placing a beacon. The robots then jump down into the holes, which begin to close again. Once they do, the beacon stops beeping, and the bunker then explodes. *Back in the caverns* Virus still remains in his throne. He records the bunkers explosion from a drone, saves it in a file, then sends it to the sheriff’s department computers and phones. “This will get their attention. If not, we hit something bigger”

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  • Sitting in the courtyard of her newly renovated mountain mansion, the witch Nil meditates before five corpses resting on stone slabs. Her concentration is broken by the sound and distant rumble of the explosion. A single eye, a cold blue, opens to see the plume of smoke rising in the land below. With a sigh, she adjusts her posture and returns to her spell. A minute passes and the corpses change. Their hair becomes white as the snowy peaks, their skin a lifeless pale, their lips a frozen blue, and their eyes open, the same cold glowing blue as her own. Silently, the Wights rise to their feet and turn to the pile of bodies to the right of them, generously donated to the witch by a Mandalorian mercenary, and place five new corpses onto the slabs. They then march past the witch into the catacombs beneath the mansion, choose from a display of weapons made of enchanted ice, and join formation with the growing legion of undead. Standing silent in the dark, they wait until they are called upon. For a moment, the witch watches the city below. She listens to the sounds of chaos. A thought briefly crosses her mind. The city, silent, still, snow fall, endless night, people in the streets, frozen, faces twisted in rage and fear. The witch scowls at the ring on her finger, a simple gold band covered in hoarfrost, and returns to her work.

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