HOPE YOU ENJOY

PLEASE VOTE

https://youtu.be/x53eE5ur8YE

Makoto let a slight grunt escape his lips as he slipped in the mud falling to his but and dropping the passed out injured soldier who clearly been in contact with an infected person. The broken knife in stomach that was clearly his own blade and the bruises on his chest made Makoto guess he was attack but a nearly turned infected person and tried to kill himself but failed. At least it fooled the infected person it seemed but it meant more carrying for Makoto since the guy was passed out still. 

The rain wasn't helping either making the already muddy grounds slippery, he would just push the guy like a sledge in snow but without knowing if anymore infected people was around he needed to keep him close. But the solder wasn't huge but he was heavy, Makoto did have a strong built body but dragging a guy for the last twenty minutes while slipping ever minute did waste energy.

"This Sucks" Makoto groaned as he stood up once again glancing to the pass out soldier. 

"Can I just leave him here, I mean no one would notice .. right" Makoto muttered to himself before having a small argument in his head before letting a small sigh escape his lips. He soon started dragging the soldier once again, cursing slightly under his breath. 

Makoto kept pulling the guy before stopping as he heard angry snarls making him know an infected person was close, too close for his liking. He pulled out his knife, holding it with a tight grip ready to kill when needed. He glanced around, he was now regretting taking the woods path but it was the best way to the cart left for him to carry back soldiers. He looked around the woods finding no one but he knew it wasn't true by the snarls that seemed to be getting closer. 

"I'm going to die" Makoto muttered to himself as he kept glancing around trying to find where the person who the snarls belonged too.

His eat ears twitched while his tail wrapped around his waste to keep out of the way from being grabbed and pulling him down. His pointy teeth  rested on his lip as he sniffed the air smelling only old blood. His ears twitched before turning slightly once he found the direction of the snarls. His body turning with his ears and well he saw the infected person. 

What he didnt expect for an old lady to suddenly be running towards him, swinging a knitting needle in her left hand to stab him with. He wanted to laugh but he knew he had to kill her unless he wanted to die and risk his soul share to lose their power or life. 

Makoto got into a defence stance ready to fight the old lady, his claws growing from under his nails at his back up if he lose his knife. His eyes, ear and nose focusing all on the old lady making him not take notice of an extra person who entered the fight. Makoto spun towards the old lady, sliding his right foot in the mud to miss the lady knitting needle stabbing him in the chest now it hanged in the air where he once stood. He quickly wrapped his arm around the old lady neck, using the wet mud to help his slide behind her before slicing her throat and laying the body down with care.

"Sorry" He whispered as he looked to the limp body before placing his knife back in his thigh holder. His nose filled with the old lady own blood and the old blood from who she killed so far. His ears slightly un-tenseing and focusing on other sounds again. His eyes calming and relaxing ready to move on from fighting. His tail slowly unwrapping. 

A small yelp escape his lips as a hand tried grabbing his tail but he was quicker and waved it away before spinning to turn to the person. His eyes widen as it was the solder who clearly just became infected or just let the virus take over him. He was holding the knife that was once in his own stomach and already moving his hand with full force to stab Makoto. 

Makoto knew it be too late to grab his own knife and he couldn't step back without tripping over the old lady. The mud buried his boots making it impossible just to jump to the side. He was going to be stabbed before killed, he failed his one job as a demi human. He failed his soul share and would leave them powerless for life. 

But soon a shadow wrapped itself around the just turned soldier, yanking his arm down making him drop the knife before he was pinned to the ground. Makoto watched as another soldier ran over. A handgun in his hand and taking aim at  the guy head. 

This soldier was tall with a strong built but much stronger looking them Makoto and even slightly taller. Midnight black hair and beautiful cold blue eyes. He was wearing a basic army overalls unifrom with black lace boots. A belt around his waste that held the sheath for his gun and it seemed a knife was strapped on the back of his belt. He was truly handsome in Makoto eyes.

"Wait" Makoto called out before he could shoot the freshly turned soldier.

"Killing him is saving him" The other spoke in a harsh tone.

"No I mean wait, I wanna kill him" Makoto spoke up, he did dragged this guy for the last hour alone and fell non stop only for him to turn and become infected. Makoto had a right to be pissed off at the guy and had a right to kill him himself.

"Wha" The other one spoke surprised and Makoto walked past grabbing the guy gun off him before shooting the infected soldier in the head.

"Next time, I'm just leaving them to die" Makoto grumbled and passed the gun back to the shocked soldier.

"Are you ok" He asked slightly unsure of the medic.

"Its been a long day thanks to that guy" Makoto sighed and the guy gave a slight nod.

"Well this was my last area to check, wanna head back to the safe camp together" He replied and Makoto gave a slight nod.

"Makoto" Makoto smiled brightly and held his hand out.

"Sousuke" The other guy smiled slightly as he took Makoto hand before they both froze after looking into the other eyes.

They felt the warmth inside their hearts and their body felt they were on fire before calming. They were each other soul sharers, they belonged to the other.