The site of Zap in Ronan’s arms was like a scene from a classic horror flick. Though the film stopped running when Brian tossed Mars to the side as if he was throwing decorative pillows off of his bed. Joe instinctively grabbed Zalika from Brian.
Spark!
Touching the electrokine caused multiple static shocks, something Brittanic wouldn’t have felt through his force field. Joe’s hair stood up, but the electric charge wasn’t the only thing the two now shared. As soon as their bodies came into contact the puncture wounds on her neck began to close. Blood loss was something the doctor could fix, but the real threat came from her impending transformation. It wasn’t clear how long she had been bitten, but he also has never had the opportunity of treating such a newly-infected patient. He was almost certain there was nothing he could do, but he didn‘t want to accept the inevitable. Either way, she belonged in the lab with the best minds at her side. Joe yelled for Beast and the Professor in his headset and before leaving the room, he looked to Brian.
“Be easy Brian.” Afterall, this wasn’t just some crazy blood-sucking lunatic, it was Conlan’s brother and Zap’s husband, two people Josiah cared a great deal about.
Zalika’s condition seemed to worsen while rushing down the hall way, adding only more stress to her erratic mutation. The lights flickered and one even blew up over their heads, raining sparks behind their trail. Once in the lab he laid her down on one of the cold steel exam tables. The electrical equipment in the room didn’t seem to be effected as much, just the occasional flickering monitor, but nothing distracted Joe from the problem at hand. He opened a small refrigerator removing bags of blood, his hands were shaking not from nervousness or panic, but from the abnormal amount of energy now in his body. He hurriedly pulled carts of supplies to her bedside, a few vials of experimental drugs fell to the ground. There had to be something he could do.