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Note- This series takes place after the events of Marvel Genesis: Wolverine, Chapter 80- The Winter Soldier, Part 10.
Marvel Genesis: Winter Wolverine, Chapter 87- The Outbreak, Part 1
Location- A.R.M.O.R. Headquarters, Florida
WARNING! WARNING! ENEMY ALERT! ENEMY ALERT!
"Jesus Christ!" A Native American said. "This isn't good. What's the status report?"
A female A.R.M.O.R. agent named Isabel Cabrera, looked at her computer. "Sir... There's about... thousands of them. Most of the agents are dead."
"Thousands?" The Director of the A.R.M.O.R. organization said. "That can't be? That's just... $h!t!"
"Sir..." the other agent named Alexander Erde, had just arrived in the Command Center. "We have to evacuate immediately."
"No..." The Native American declined. "We can't. This is the first time that we're facing a horde of zombies from another world. We have to contain this place before..."
"AAAAAAH!" An agent screamed throughout the speakers. The director turned the widescreen on, and witnessed his fellow agents being eaten by the dead. A young soldier even tried to shoot all the zombies. In fact, they were too many of them, and the agents of the A.R.M.O.R. organization had lost total control. It was the Native American's worst nightmare. For he was Charles Little Sky, a former soldier of the Reality Elite Corps, who was tasked in capturing criminals from alternate universes. But now that he was promoted as the Director of A.R.M.O.R., he didn't think it would come to this. Not by a long shot.
Charles ordered his men to close down the doors of the Command Center, and the entire perimeter of the organization. They were trapped inside, including four agents. Three men and one woman. Nowhere to run. They could also hear the screams of their fellow partners, and friends. And not to mention, the zombies.
"BRAIIIINS! WE WAAANT BRAINS!"
"Oh God!" Isabel said as she covered both of her ears. "Please... Make it stop."
"Snap out of it," Charles said angrily to her. "We need to focus here. Got it? Otherwise..." He stopped when the horde started banging the door.
"Sir..." Alex looked at the Director doubtfully. "What do we do?"
Christ! Charles thought. It looks like we have no other choice. I need to make contact with Nick Fury about the situation. He quickly typed a message on the keyboard, and sent it.
Charles closed his eyes and prayed. Then the door banged fully open, and the horde cried out in hunger.
"WE WANNNT TO EAT YOUR FLESH! WEEEE WAAAANT BRAIIINS! WE... RAAAAAAAHH!"
Isabel screamed. She tried to run away, but there was nowhere to escape from the Command Center after lockdown. She would have to defend herself among the rest of the survivors.
Charles opened his eyes, and stared at the crowded horde. Then he cried out, "FIRE!"
The agents gulped and then nodded. They followed the Director's order.
BRAKKA! BRAKKA! BRAKKA!
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
BRAKKA! BRAKKA! BRAKKA!
"SIR!" The other agent cried out. "THEY ARE TOO MANY... AAAHH!"
"F***!" Charles picked out his own weapon, and fired at the flesh-eating zombies. He thought the young agent was right. The zombie population was growing by the minute, and he could also see his dead agents, coming back to life.
Oh no... Charles thought. Jesus Christ! How did this happen? He questioned himself several times before, since he was responsible for the entire operation. And he was confident enough to monitor and contain threats from other worlds. But now...
Nick... Charles looked at the widescreen computer. I hope you get my message. The agents got torn apart, and Isabel screamed even louder than before.
Charles Little Sky shouted at the zombies in anger, and kept firing...
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Location- D.A.G.G.E.R. Headquarters, Egypt
Can ya imagine that they were other worlds out there? Eva since I joined with Nick Fury and his D.A.G.G.E.R. organization, I just found out there was another one under the command of Charles Little Sky. Yes. He was a Native American, and used to be part of the Reality Elite Corps. Neva heard of that thing before. But it sure sounded like crazy to me.
I went to have another meetin' with Nick Fury. He sat behind his desk as usual. And he looked damn serious when I walked inside his private office. He confirmed that his friend, Charles needed help.
"Logan, we have a major problem."
"You should have told me about A.R.M.O.R."
"Yes, I know. But I need you here. You're not going back home. Not yet, anyways."
So there it was. He planned to keep me in this world all along. Because he figured that I was a powerful asset to his organization. And since the other version of me was currently workin' with the X-Force, I was Nick's damn replacement.
I sighed. "Okay, Nick. Whateva you say."
Nick smiled. "That's more like it. Now..." He got up from his seat, and activated the hologram. The location was Florida.
"Charles told me that the zombies have outnumbered his organization. But we don't know for sure if there were any survivors left alive."
"I see. So you're sayin' these... things have come from another world?"
"Most likely." Nick replied. "We don't know what really happened. But it seems either Charles didn't had the time to type the message further or..."
"Or he was keepin' secrets," I said the rest fer him.
There was silence in the room. More like Nick who just likes to keep secrets from me. Especially the fact that A.R.M.O.R. was my ticket fer home. Great.
"Listen..." Nick said. "I'm sorry if I hadn't told you anything about A.R.M.O.R. You wouldn't listen to me. You would do anything to get back home after what you did. Am I right?"
I did not know about that. But there was no way of knowing if I had the chance. Yes, I did kill the Russian heroes of this world. So it made perfect sense why Nick had to keep me here.
"You do not have to apologize, Nick. I'll do the job."
"You better." Nick turned off the hologram and sat back on his seat. He looked at me seriously. "I'm warning you, Logan. Don't get any bright ideas, once you get there. Your mission is to eliminate the zombie threat. No matter who it is. Got it?"
"I got ya loud and clear... Nick."
Nick sighed. I was about to leave his office, when he stopped me. "Logan..."
"Yes?"
"Be careful."
I didn't say anythin' else to him. I just left.
To be continued in Marvel Genesis: Winter Wolverine, Chapter 88- The Outbreak, Part 2.
What's this? A zombie menace? Well, Logan has his hands full. But will he able to take them out? Find out in the next chapter of Winter Wolverine. I will take 'em out, bub. SNIKT!
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