Nick silently ran through the medical facility bypassing dead swat members, weird humanoids and bullet casings littering the floor until he began to heard faint noises off in the distance.
Navigating the abandoned and disgusting medical facility with only a flashlight and the occasional flash of red from the backup lights was tricky, but Nick finally found the location of the noise.
"What the fuck is this thing!" The sound of a man could barely be heard as the loud pounding on metal nearly drowned him out.
Turning the corner of the hallway, Nick finally saw the source of the noise.
On the sticky hallway floor laid dozens of dead humanoids, mutants, and a few swat members with jagged bits of metal sticking out of their bodies, hundreds of spent shell casing littering the place.
The woman who had brought the swat members into this facility was missing a large portion of her head, which Nick easily deduced had been done by a bullet but none of this even enter Nick's mind as he stared directly at the thing creating all of the noise.
A large 8ft tall man was pounding on what appeared to be an operating room, as Nick looked closer he realized the door looked reinforced for some reason. The man was incredibly muscular but had light grey patchy hair and was extremely wrinkly to the point Nick would guess he was over a hundred years old!
Hesitantly shifting his eyes away from the scene in front of him, Nick spotted what appeared to be a blood trail with the unmistakable pawprints of a dog in it!
'Beast may have saved my life but this dude looks like an actual comic book villain that Spiderman or Batman fights!'
As Nick looked at the old man, he realized it's raggedly cloths was actually medical scrubs but the old clothing was now adorn with dozens of tiny holes from gunshots, and yet he couldn't see a single injury on the old man!
Shaking his head with an anxious sigh, Nick looked down at his gun then at the guns of the downed swat members. While his HK was better than the small town swats Arsenal, it wasn't by much.
'Its best to assume this old man is superhuman and bulletproof....But he is still human! His body has the same weakness's and exploitable areas as anyone who else!'
Silently slinging his gun over his shoulder, Nick grabbed his knife out of its holder and began silently approaching the man.
He was forced to step on top of the bodies as the floor was drenched in bullets and blood, which would make it easy to hear him coming.
Matching his steps with the pounding on the door to mask the noise, Nick began making his way towards the old man. When he was just a few feet away from the hulking old man, he stepped onto the stomach of a still bleeding body.
The moment Nick leg made contact, the delirious swat member yelped out in pain as his bloody and shaky arm grasped Nick's ankle.
"P-please save me!!" The Swat member choked out as blood spit from his lips, his red eyes looked deep into Nicks with an equal mixture of despair and hope.
Without even giving it a second thought, Nick kicked his leg away from the swat member as he sprang forward full speed at the old man without any reserve!
The old man was beginning to turn in Nick direction but was too late, Nick blade had already slashed forward towards his target! Nicks blade stashed deeply into the old man Achilles tendon, it took him raking the black back before he could actually severed his right foot!
With a resounding thud, the old man had collapsed to one knee as Nick jumped away from the Large man just in time to miss him swing his arm. The woosh of air from the old man's arm was immense, cold sweats immediately drenched Nick's entire being.
'Holy shit! His Achilles felt like steel wire instead of flesh! And that arm swing would've splattered me onto the walls!!'
Nick had planned on severing both of the old man's Achilles but the time it took to cut one was much greater than he predicted due to its resilience.
Staring into the eyes of the old man, Nick felt every hair on his body stand on end as an unparalleled level of violence and insanity could be seen swirling within the old man's eyes. Unlike the mutant's and humanoids who were akin to angry animals, Nick could tell this old man was intelligent and evil!
Despite the heavy wound that would cause others to scream in pain, the old man remained calm as he looked down at the large gash in his leg and back up at Nick, a faint smirk appearing on his wrinkled face.
"...Fuck this!" Nick immediately spun around and started booking it away from the old man, trusting his instincts that even wounded, this old man would probably kill him!
He did feel bad abandoning that wounded swat members but it was a hopeless endeavor. Nick was no doctor but even he could tell the man wasnt gonna make it, no point in risking his life.
Witnessing Nick's fleeing form with a frown, the old man grabbed onto the dead body of a swat member, before launching it at Nick!
In his hasty retreat, Nick hadn't been paying much attention to the floor as he stepped on the blood trail and making him slightly stumble. He was forced to grab onto the old wall with his wounded arm.
Before he could even wince in pain at putting pressure on his wounded arm, he felt the swoosh of wind fly past him as he saw a body just barely miss him and splatter onto the wall next to him like a piñata of gore!
Scrambling forward, Nick sprinted around the corner as the cold mindset that he gained from absorbing the snake had faltered. He realized that body had hit him, he'd have died!
"No! Dont run! Please save m-" *CRUNCH*. The wounded old man easily put down the injured swat member that alerted him before silence rang out.
Nick felt his heart beating rapidly as he waited around the corner, he waited and listened if the old man was crawling towards him. Thankfully the silence only lasted just a few seconds as the familiar sound of fists colliding into the steel door began to pollute the air once again.
'God damn it Nick! Your risking your life for a f*cking dog you barely met and now your in an underground military base with an old man that can throw bodies like bullets... I don't have time for this shit, just get the damn dog and leave!'
By now Nick had completely regretted his heroic act of saving Beast, but he was far too deep into this base to give up now. He didn't know if it was the sunk cost fallacy in affect or if he truly had a heroic spirit, but Nick swore he was going to bring Beast back at all cost!
With a flash of determination flowing in his eyes, Nick began sprint full speed down the medical facility running and gunning down all that got in his way.