Buddy glares at the boy. "You can't be running the streets!" His eyes glowed a faint red and the veins in his neck bulged slightly as if he were concentrating on something. Suddenly a Licker (picture can be found in the sign up place) appears from a pile of debris.

"My backpack." Douglass sighs.

((What game are you getting this from? xD))
Michael was suddenly aware of an alien presence. A dark, alien presence. He felt energy emerging nearby, but he pinpoint where.
"What the f*** are you doing?" Michael demanded. Then, a lost thought from years ago found its way into his conscious. Back when his dad had been alive. A call. A mission. A mutant. An alien. He chased away the memory.
They were back again.

(Resident Evil...)
Buddy stares at the monster that seemed to have come from nowhere. Had he brought it here? But how? The creature was down right horrifying, not to mention the smell that was coming from it. The thing hisses showing it unnaturally long tonuge that cut through the the air like a whip. "What the hell is that thing?!" Buddy yells the red dying away as he regains control.

"Oh god it's back! No one is safe!" Jojo screams trying to get away from the monster.

"Well, you summoned it or something! How would we know?" Michael's eyes widened. The monster was repulsive. It looked, smelled, and felt absolutely disgusting. Could they kill it?
He quickly took out one of this guns, a machine pistol. A neat MAC-10.
Well, submachine gun, but whatever. It could shoot burst fire. Good enough for him.

Buddy felt a sharp ping in the back of his mind. 'This is my creature, my pet in a way...' A voice said to him. His eyes again took on a soft red light as the monster was forced to back away, whining. Just like it appeared it was gone, not leaving so much as a trace. Buddy's eye return to normal as he puts a hand on his chest breathing heavily. "I'm one of them..." He whispers

"One of what?" Yeah, this was the reason he didn't hang out with other people. They just might summon some mutant, alien monsters!
Well, mostly not, but still. More people equals more trouble in his world.
But this world wasn't the same anymore, huh?
"Give me an explanation, will ya?" He demanded, pointing his gun at the man.

"Holy crap!" Caroline squealed, dumbfounded and noticed the boy wielding a gun. "Uhm..." Her blood froze.

Buddy coughs some, wincing. "Don't you get it! The virus has mutated into a super virus or maybe even a parasite! I'm infected! I can't control the I fected because I am infected!"

Jojo was shaking. "Kill him..," he whispers. "He's going to turn."

Too bad there were no underground bunkers or anything. Michael couldn't decide to shoot the man. What was with him today? He never hesitated to kill....
"Can't Doug give you the vaccine or something, Buddy?" Caroline asked, her voice an octave higher.

Buddy looks up angry all of the sudden. "Did you not hear what I said! It's mutated, there is no cure!!" He screams his eyes glowing a bit again before he starts coughing. "There's nothing anyone can do for me..."

"Do you want me to shoot you or not? You don't have much time anyways." Michael sighed. Get it over with, already! The faster the better. "What is this i hear about a 'vaccine'?" He asked, turning his head to the woman.
"It won't work now. Doug said the virus mutates too quickly for a cure to work..." The woman whispered.
:Why can't you guys just kill the virus or something?" He asked. It was possible, but with more than half the earth contaminated, there was probably no point. Besides, you couldn't just spray a cure into the air or anything and expect it to work...