Villain System: 10,000x Reward On Murder In The Apocalypse!

"If you were tired, you should have come to me! There was a reason why I didn't put Jonathan as part of the watch." Jacob said angrily then walked towards Jonathan's room and with furrowed brows, he brought out the key card and swiped.

The door unlocked and the five of them entered through the door.

"He isn't here either." Glinda whispered.

"Fvck! That bitch set us up!" Katniss cursed while the others all had dark expressions on their faces.

Draziel rested on the wall, listening to their conversation as he watched Peter closely.

"That motherfvcker!" Peter curse with a angry expression on his face. It was all his fault that these people had died. If he hadn't been lazy, then he would never have given Jonathan the watch.

"What's happening?" The survivors who had been sleeping or refused to open their door finally exited their rooms one by one after noticing the commotion had died down.

"Nothing is happening, get back to the room." Jacob told them as he didn't want them to panic.

"Wait, Have you seen my brother?" Suddenly, a young lady went up to Jacob and asked hesitantly after seeing her brother's room was left opened.

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Soon, the young lady looked sideways found a corpse alongside the pile of zombies in the hall way. Her expression immediately changed and clearly, she began to panic.

"W-wah! Simon!?" She rushed forwards at the corpse of a young man, and knelt down with tears glistening down her face.

Jacobs fist clenched tightly and he gritted his teeth. A flash of sorrow and sympathy in his eyes. He knew people would die eventually but he thought he would at least be able to keep them safe for a while.

"Glinda, Daveen, Peter and Katniss, get everyone into their rooms. I will handle this." His eyes closed as he whispered to the team.

The others nodded and they were about to move when Draziel's voice sounded.

"Just a moment." Draziel's right hand slowly but surely raised as he pointed his gun towards Peter.

Immediately, everyone's expression changed, the survivors who had come out previously quickly backed away to their room, not wanting to be within the crossfire.

"Draziel? What the hell are you doing?" Jacob growled, pointing his sword threateningly at Draziel. He was obviously confused and angry.

Peter's eyes widened in fear and he backed away slowly until his back was against the wall.

"What the fuck?" Katniss remarked in anger, but remained in place for fear Draziel might just pull the trigger. While Glinda furrowed her eyebrows but didn't say anything as she backed away.

Blood pooled down from Peter's left thigh and he lightly scratched with his other foot nervously.

"Draziel please, if I can raise my vitality to 10, I should be able to resist it." Peter's expression was one of bitterness as he wore a pleading look on his face, his breathing increased, causing fog on the improvised gas mask.

Draziel shook his head expressionlessly. "Its too late, you can't amass that much Evo points within a short period-" Draziel hadn't finished his words when he was interrupted by Jacob's angry voice.

"Drop the gun Draziel, Its only a scratch, not a bite. It's not as fatal as it seem. The infection takes time with a scratch. We can help him raise his vitality level before he turns." Jacob glared at Draziel, his sword still pointed at Draziel. He had lost a lot of people under his care today and that had given him a massive jolt, he wasn't ready to lose anyone especially one of his executives.

"Can you guarantee you can gather enough pure radiation for him to evolve before he gets contaminated and then turns?" Draziel smiled and said as he stared at Jacob who remained silent with gritted teeth.

"I didn't think so." Draziel replied with a shrug.

"Stop!"

Draziel's finger pulled and the trigger clicked.

"BANG"

"No!"

The bullet tore through the air and with intense speed slammed into Peter's skull, splattering blood and brain matter to the atmosphere, as it splashed on both Jacob and Katniss's face.

Everyone looked on in shock. The survivors quickly ducked inside their rooms.

"Are you fucking insane!?"Katniss's eyes were wide open in disbelief. She didn't actually think Draziel would pull the trigger.

"One scratch or bite, one bullet." Draziel responded with a slight smile. It was as though he had just killed a fly, not a human being.

"Just because you have a gun does not mean you get to decide who live and who fvcking dies!" Katniss's yelled.

"Are you sure about that?" Draziel raised his gun and pointed at Katniss, his finger on the trigger.

Katniss face paled as she clenched her teeth, gazing defiantly at Draziel, but she couldn't say a word. Draziel had just killed a man in cold blood, she knew there was a possibility Draziel might pull the trigger since he was obviously a fvcking psychopath!

"Draziel, you've made your point. Put the gun down, no need to go that far." Glinda said slowly and carefully.

His gun still pointed at Katniss, Draziel saw the survivors looking at him with fear in their eyes like he was some sort of freak or a serial killer.

"Heh!"

He chuckled lightly, creating a slight fog on his improvised gaze mask covering his entire face.

"Just joking, Katniss."

He wasn't surprised they couldn't see why he had done that. Glinda could see it though, but her vision is still too narrow. While Jacob is letting his humanity get to him, sooner or later, it would get him killed before he had the chance to.

Jacob was to be blamed for the death of the survivors. When he had the tiniest bit of suspicion about Jonathan, why didn't he throw him out of the team?

Jacob didn't pay any heed to the drama after Peter's death.

He was quick to move as he held Peter's falling body in the air, gently leading him to the ground.

His Jaws were clenched tightly as he removed Peter's face mask and closed his eyes with his fingers.

After a while, he rose up slowly to his feet, his fist tightly clenched on his sword.

Draziel was indifferent, watching Jacob with slight amusement in his eyes.

Suddenly, Jacobs eyes flashed and his sword turned to a blur. Before anyone could react, his sword was already pointed at Draziel's neck. The others immediately tensed up at the heavy atmosphere.