A filler chapter? Sorta kinda not really. Lets just say in the words written on the wall in 28 Days Later "The End is extremly fucking nigh".
Next story is going to be titled "War of the Damned" and it will follow a female vampire warrior. There will be a lot more vampires involved in the prequel story.
Also, keep an eye out after this story ends, because I'll be then setting up a "Story Subscription page" and the "Table of Contents/ Subscription page" and a FAQ for WotD.
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Blood of the Damned
Part 17

The butt of his carbine cracked against the ghoul's face, smashing it against the glass that it had leapt at earlier. Jay brought his arms up, and without a sound smashed the undead creature again, then again, until its skull split open, it brains leaking out in a grey mush.

He smirked as he turned from the body and hobbled after Haley and Lila, both heading towards the exit of the compound, to get out of this tomb. They had their answers, it was time to get off this damn island.

Moving through the dark corridors by the illumination of the glow stick, the trio could heard creatures shambling in the darkness, following them. Jay limped as quickly as he could, regretting dropping his walking stick just outside. His hands tightened on his carbine, even as Lila slipped her finger into the trigger guard of her pistol.

Turning a corner, the green light revealed a group of zombies awaiting them. Lila let out a yelp and fired, splashing one's brains across the wall behind it, but the ghouls didn't move; simply stared.

There was a moment of hesitation, as Haley looked at them, pulling her sword free of its scabbard.

"And so we find one of God's favourites, fallen from grace by defending the impure," came a rough voice from behind them.

Haley turned to see a large zombie, military dog tags hanging around his neck, and only clad in camouflage pants. His arms were crossed across his barrel like chest as he stared at the three humans.

"What the fuck?" Lila whispered to herself.

The creature only laughed, and Haley turned to face subject 05. She smirked, and nodded to Jay.

"Let's see your flock get over this one," he muttered, lifting the M4 to his shoulder and flipping the selector switch to automatic. The noise from his bursts filled the cramped hallway, and the zombies before them crumpled to the ground with their brains sloshed within their skulls.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and Haley bared her fangs at the creature, who could only stare back in shock, before Lila fired a single shot into its head, bursting the skull open. Subject 05 collapsed to the ground in a bloody heap, and Haley stepped above him and plunged her sword down into where his heart would be.

The Alpha was made of more pure vampire genetics than the regular zombie hordes, and she had to be sure he was dead. As she twisted the blade, ensuring the heart torn within his chest cavity, the howl of zombies reached her ears, cut off from their commander.

"Well... we apparently pissed them off. Let's get the fuck out of here," Jay said, starting to move past the creatures he killed, careful not to slip in the puddles of blood they left pooling on the floor.

As Haley pulled her sword free, she thought she heard a voice whispering to her. Frowning she looked back from where they had come. There was something else in here with them.

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John looked at the empty tank of subject 04. An apostle who quickly ran off to squander his gifts against the fallen ones. The vampires would not be able to get past their pride and arrogance he knew. They would defend the impure until their hearts were torn from their bodies.

Pressing a needle into the dead skin of his neck, he hoped the virus at its purest form would take hold now. It had not worked for Subjects 01 to 03, but they were weak. John was strong now, and he would lead the revolution, and earn the love bestowed upon him.

Tossing the needle away, he walked out into the hallway, and reached out, touching the minds of his flock, beckoning them to this holy temple. Their crusade was nearly at an end, and he would be damned if these heretics escaped his wrath.

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Outside the compound, zombies began to filter into the dark corridors, groans escaping rotting lungs as they hunted for flesh. Their messiah called to them, and they answered.

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