"Many years have passed since our last occurrence, our last Outbreak, have we contained the Virus? We will never know." a man narrated . A little boy ran up to the man with joy slapped on his face "Daddy!" a boy yelled. The man leaned down and picked him up, "Have we beaten them? Will we have a chance to finally rebuild our world again? We lost so many people to this disease...we lost our husbands, wives, brothers, sisters, our family. We rose while the others left. They left it up to use to free our world from this Hell. Clean the world from their sins. We aren't what you call Human Helpers. We hid with the crowd, working like them, eating like them. We lived in the shadows. I told myself that I'd never speak of my past life but it's time. It's time that I do." the man said. The man sits down with the boy and lets him go play in the water. He runs and flops in the water with the other kids, the push, kick water at each other, laugh. It was home to them. He sat down and opened his book and had a pen and held it above the first line of the page. The pen hovered their for what it seemed like ages, but was only 30 seconds. The man sat down and took a huge breath and let it out. "My name is Liam Coltson, I am what you call a Hybrid. I'm a mixture of a Demon God, a Vampire and a human. Don't ask me how this happened to me, I was just born this way. I'm about to tell you a story about my life, and the life of the others that fought with me, the people I met along the way, the people I lost. What we lost. And what we have gained along the way of our Journey. This.....this is our untold story. Our legacy." he said and began writing. "Liam! Get your ass over here and cover the line! Now!!" a Drill Sargent yelled. "Yes sir!" he replied. 'We were being over ran by these things, they came from all directions. They never stopped. They tore our Drill Sargent to pieces once they broke through our lines. We didn't stand a chance.'. "Open fire!! Kill them all!!" a man yelled. Everyone opened fire, trying to hit the targets and stopping them. But they kept getting up. Someone shot one right in the head and they never got up. "Aim for the the head! Aim for the fucking head!" he yelled. Liam aimed for the head and shot them one by one. "Fall back! Fall back!" he yelled. They were coming from all directions. "God damn, it! Why won't they die!" another man screamed. "AHHHHHHHH!! GET HIM OF MEAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!" a man yelled as a zombie came and started chewing on the mans face. It ate furiously. It was horrible. Soon, a huge thing came out of nowhere and busted through a tank "What the fuck is that!" a man said. Liam stood up and looked at it as it started running. "I don't know but I'm not staying to find out! Everybody! Head to the walls! Head for the Romans Gates! Fall back to the Gates!!! Corpral, give me a radio." Liam asked the man did so "Eagle 1 this is Foxtrot 1, we all falling back to the Romans Gates, I repeat we are falling back to the Romans Gates!" he yelled. A creature jumped in front of him and tried to latch onto him. He ripped it in half. "Get the fuck off of me.." he grunted. They charged through a building, over 200,000 soldiers where in the line. They had to get their. The had too. "Sir! 200 yards till the destination!" a man said. "Thank you Corpral." Liam said as he turned around. They were all over the place. They jumped from the buildings and out off them. He heard screams from those creatures and from his men. Soon, they arrived to the Gates. But it was obliterated to pieces. A man walked out with his arm severed off and a few fingers missing and his eye ball hanging from his socket. "Y'all...must....leave..." he said as he looked at Liam. "You are the Key to our survival.." the man said. Liam looked at him and then all of a sudden he felt weak and dizzy. The voices began to get distorted "Get him into the Med Bay and lock it. Do it now." the man said as a soldier picked him up. Months after the War against Hell. "Liam!!!!!" a voice screamed in his head. He shot up and looked around. "What the..." he exclaimed to himself. His arm was bandaged up and he was hooked to IV's. "Why am I in the Med Bay?" he asked himself. He got up and fell down and slammed his face on a table and then the ground "Whoa....damn it.." he grunted as he struggled to get up. He finally got to his feet as he walked toward the door but saw a new pair of clothes and an ammo pack and his gun. They were laid nice and neat around the bed. He put on the clothes and grabbed his rifle. He saw a note and read it. His mouth dropped to the floor as he fell back into a chair. "No.." he said as he dropped the letter. The letters last words was "We lost......".