Revolution: The New World

10 Years Later

Present Day

2015 CDT

July 1, 2075

Alejandro, Mexico

Luke Miller's Point of View

I managed to impale one of the Death Angels. They’re weak to cuts. Just like I thought.

“John!” A Death Angel cries out in shock.

John. The name of my first kill is John. A simple plunge through his heart with my mutated blade was all it took to end his life. His face. His fucking helmet blocked his face. Fuck! I wanted to look at my first victim right in the eyes as I ended his life.

Blood. Blood on my hands. Blood on the walls. Blood on the floor. It’s so appealing. So warm. So thick.

“Let him go!” A Death Angel screams out in fear.

“Silly Royal. He’s already dead,” I say as I toss John’s body off of my blade. “And you’re next!”

“Fucking peasant!” He yells out above the gunfire.

The bullets. I see. They’re a lot slower now. My reactions, speed, and power have all increased exponentially. I guess life is a lot easier when you can be yourself, but I don’t have long. I’ll kill the two inside here and then finish my fight with Angela.

I’ll continue with a lunge!

“Woah!” The soldier screams out.

With the strength, durability, reactions, and speed of a Behemoth.

I’m unstoppable. Another impalement through the heart.

“You fucking monster!” The next soldier cries out.

A simple slice through his chest kills him instantly.

A monster? No. I’m something in between. I’m a mess. A bloody mess. I have to kill the rest. Have to protect my friends.

*

Outside the Wooden Cabin

*

“Astonishing!” Angela yells out in wonder as I exit the cabin. “You’re still breathing?” She says as she prepares to fire from her single-shot assault rifle. “Allow me to fix that!”

Angela’s in front of me, no structures behind her, an empty road to my three and nine, and The Death Angels have surrounded me from every angle.

Angela just fired two bullets aimed at my lungs. An excellent markswoman, just like Rachel.

An easy side-step from me to dodge.

“What?!” She yells out in disbelief.

Now I can kill you.

“You’ve fucked up, Angela!” I yell as I lunge at her and punch.

Damn! That was my most powerful attack yet, but you still managed to block in time. But at least your suit’s been damaged, and I’ve sent you flying by at least seven meters, so you’re definitely still stunned. I’ll go in for an immediate follow-up attack before you recover.

“Impossible!” She cries out in surprise as she presses a button on her wrist.

“Die, Angela!” I yell as I lunge at her again.

This will be the killing blow. I’ll stab you right in your fucking heart and end this madness.

“You first, Luke!” She screams as she ascends through the air.

I missed?! Damn! You had a jetpack?”

What the heck did you drop?!

“¡Bombas de distancia (Bombs away)!” She yells out as she presses a button on her wrist, followed by an explosion.

*

Inside Squad Zeus’s Cabin

Drew Howard’s Point of View

“What in the fuck is going on?!” Ruby screams out.

“He’s still alive!” Sonya yells out.

Luke… seems so different, but also the same!

“Get her, Luke!” Ruby cheers.

He got her! He somehow survived the explosion and jumped up at least twenty-one meters in the air behind her. This is it! But…

“I can’t see anythin’!” Rachel yells out as she tries to shield her eyes from the garish sunset.

I think Luke cut her.

What a sight. The New World really is… something else.

“He got her!” We all yell in unison.

“No, he only managed to destroy her jetpack,” Sonya clarifies as a Death Angel saves her.

“Where’s he going?!” Duy cries out.

“To destroy the tanks outside!” Sonya explains.

“Oh my god,” Billy and Rachel say in disbelief in unison.

“H-he’s killing all of the Death Angels one by one. Anyone who’s standing in his way is getting… decimated,” I say.

“He’s not human!” Duy says. “But he’s not a zombie either! He’s like something in between!”

Indeed.

“A hybrid. Luke is… a hybrid,” I say.

“That’s so smart, Drew,” Ruby says with a soft smile.

“They’re retreatin’!” Rachel cries out.

“Into the forest!” Billy says.

He did it. He actually defeated Angela Blackwood and the Death Angels.

“Luke!” Sonya yells out and rushes outside in worry as Luke collapses.