((You shivered as your footsteps echoed through the harsh rain, the precipice of humanity's end was upon you. You haven't seen her for months, even years. But you kept trudging forward, hoping she wasn't the cause of all this—seeing your neighbors and your family lives cease before your eyes. To see the lifeless eyes of your loved; now turned into a monster by the bastards that called themselves 'heroes'... It was despicable. It made you sick to your stomach, but you were powerless when they found out about her strange genetics. You needed to be strong for her, especially if you finally saw her again.))

Your eyes widen as you're suddenly forced to the ground; a searing sting sits in your stomach as you instinctively throw up, a reaction to the intense feeling you just felt. You knew who caused it as you shakily look behind you, only to be make by the red pale eyes of your wife, or... she used to be her wife. Now... she was merely a tool, a tool for destruction. — Stay down, unless you wish to die a gruesome death.