Bite To Death

The hallway is packed with corpses, at least thirty from what Lambo can see, one with no legs repeatedly smashing its face into the button that calls a lift.

For the smallest of seconds, Lambo freezes. The biggest group he'd seen since the outbreak was approximately sixty, and even then he was safely in a building when Fon took them out down on the street.

The infected snap to attention when the doors open and gush into the elevator, gurgling out screams through half rotten or torn out throats.

Lambo lurches back to the corner and opens fire but more just keep flooding in until they get their teeth around his gun and wrench it away. He spits out a curse and lashes out with the baton, already knowing that there's too many.

"Hurry up," Kyouya calls out from somewhere outside the lift.

Wait, what?

Lambo cracks open the skulls of the four crowding him and gapes when he sees the crowd has magically disappeared. Well, more like collapsed with mashed up faces.

A short, one-toned whistle calls him and he trips over the carpet of bodies in his rush to get into the hallway. Kyouya stands down one end and when he sees Lambo, turns the corner.

"Wa-wait!" Lambo cries and runs after the younger one. He slips into a walk when he catches up, panting from the infected he took down.

"Do you have another weapon?" Kyouya demands and rolls his eyes when Lambo holds up the baton.

Lambo is jerked to a stop when Kyouya pauses and reaches for a t.h.i.g.h holster normally hidden by the long coat. The Chairman undoes the buckles and crouches back on his heels to wrap it around Lambo's t.h.i.g.h.

The Bovino can only hold still as Kyouya then does the same to another one of his t.h.i.g.h holsters. The teenager rises when he's done and continues down the hallway.

Lambo blinks after him and then hurries to catch up, stuffing the baton back into his belt. As they enter the stair well and start climbing, Lambo turns to the weapons he was just given. He grabs one by the handle and slides it out of the sheath, revealing a blade the length of his forearm with strange circular patterns.

He finds a locking mechanism near the handle and pushes it down before sliding it along a short path and letting it pop back out again. As soon as he releases it, the entire blade buzzes to life, lighting up a harsh green as electricity crackles visibly from one circle to the next.

"Holy f.u.c.k, you got me a lightsaber!" Lambo blurts out, stopping dead in his tracks as he stares wide eyed at the weapon.

Then the door of the landing above slams open with two zombies careening down the stairs to meet Kyouya. The same Kyouya, who calmly hops onto the railing and leaps up to catch the next set of stairs, vaulting over the railing there to completely bypass the zombies before he peers back down at Lambo in curiosity.

The Bovino sucks in a breath and rips the second sword from it sheath before swinging for the first zombie that rushes him. The blade sings with the motion and slices clean through the zombie's head, cutting a perfectly smooth path through both eyeballs and shaving off the top half of the skull. The short sword leaves trails of burnt flesh where it touched, zig-zagging out into small but unmistakable lightning strikes.

The next zombie meets a similar fate as his other sword goes straight into the forehead and slices up through the top of the head without any trouble as lighting sears across the cut.

It's only when the two bodies hit the ground that Lambo notices he's laughing. He makes an effort to reel back his glee, but can't make himself stop smiling at how insanely powerful these weapons are. He looks up to find Kyouya's eyes on him.

"Thanks for the-"

Another door five floors up slams open and infected stream through, rushing down in numbers big enough that Lambo's brain kicks in. He makes for the door the first two infected came through, but suddenly Kyouya is in front of him, back pressing against the door to keep it closed.

"Get out of the way," Lambo snaps, trying to shove past him.

"Look at me," Kyouya orders in an even tone despite the stampede of zombies coming for them.

"We don't have time-"

"Herbivore," Kyouya snaps, jerking Lambo to a halt.

The Bovino automatically turns to face the DC leader.

"You're doing just fine," Kyouya says, completely ignoring the thunder of steps and sound of bodies slamming into walls as they rush down uncontrollably. "Take a deep breath and then turn around."

Lambo stares into silver eyes, and can't help but think that Kyouya is insane. Then again, Lambo must be too because despite hearing those things far too close to him, he takes a deep breath and lets it out.

Then he turns around and his first strike splits an infected into perfect halves, straight down the middle.

...

Lambo finds himself sprinting through a hallway that circuits the outer rim of the building, with just under two dozen behind him. He wh.i.p.s around a corner to find Kyouya running towards him, coat flaring out behind the Chairman as another dozen give chase. Lambo clearly has more zombies.

"I win!" Lambo sings smugly as they pass each other, then digs into the ones chasing Kyouya as the teen does the same behind him.

"One to five, well done," Kyouya mocks. "Don't worry, we have another six levels for you to catch up."

Lambo scoffs, pulling his sword out from the last one to see Kyouya is already walking away. "You only won the last floor because mine fell out of a window when they couldn't turn properly," Lambo proclaims as he jogs to catch up.

"Is that my problem?" Kyouya says dismissively, darting into the stairwell and slipping out of the next level's door.

Lambo pops out, barely half a second after Kyouya, but the other teen is already turning the corner. Lambo grins and hurries to the main floor to grab as many zombies as he can.