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Kyna tried to scream but no sound left her agape lips. The horrified disbelief of what Sean had transformed into before her eyes was causing her mind to spin and she stumbled back. She felt a hand grasp her shoulder and she spun, hair ed fporflying like flames as Dean looked at her.

"Run." Was all he said, with a quiet authority that Kyna had no mind in challenging. She saw him raise his weapon as she sprinted for the forest, her heart racing as she heard the beast they once called 'Sean' thundering after them. She turned to see the Dean following behind her and then Derek catch up. She could see the canopy of the forest trembling as the fifty feet of Sean lumbered after them.

"If we keep this pace up he'll lose track of us." Derek said, loud enough for Kyna to hear and she nodded, to no-one in particular. Her wrist was throbbing, and so were her temples. She turned again, to see if she could see the giant. She couldn't believe that within moments, Sean had been well, normal and then... He had turned into something out of a fantasy novel. And had a lust for human flesh. These mutations were cruel and almost fascinating and if Kyna weren't infected, and if their world wasn't about to be destroyed, she would have loved to study it, it's origin. Perhaps with Alyssa... Kyna's mind hardened. Once upon a time, the human races' extinction would have been something Kyna welcomed, but after these months on Epoch, she had grown to see the human spirit was not some message people spread to support their actions. She had seen the strength and bravery and friendship human beings can have, can show. And Kyna wanted to help preserve that.

That and the geology of Earth. Kyna's mind slowed and her brow furrowed. Things seemed quieter, perhaps they had lost him...

"HUNGRY! STAY!"

Kyna's eyes widened as she saw the enormous hand wiping towards her and all she could manage was a "oh." Kyna suddenly felt the wind pushing against her body as she flew uncontrollably through the air, her face stinging as branches tore her skin and then the agony as she collided with the hard rough surface of a road. She skipped along the rock, like a stone on water, her insipid skin burning and wet with blood and bruises. She could see the blood pumping, mushrooming like rain-clouds beneath her clear skin. She came to a stop, landing on her back. Kyna's breaths were short, light and her eyesight was fading to black.