Multi-Gene

"What's taking him so long? Senior should have dealt with that boy by now." one of the five second-year student David had injured previously complained.

Currently, the five of them sat in a circle around under a smart compact tent one of them had brought.

"You best keep your mouth shut and stop complaining. I still can't believe you got your ass handed to you in just one fist, by a junior at that." One of them shook his head as he found it also ridiculous.

The guy's face flushed red in anger and embarrassment. "I was only caught off guard. That junior was simply too fast! You can ask Pijero, he too can testify." The guy said as he hurriedly tried to clear himself off the embarrassment.

The other second-year student that had also suffered serious injures from David named Pijero remained silent and refused to say anything.

The rest of the team snorted at the both of them in disdain and didn't speak to them anymore.

Getting impatient, one of them stood up and asked. "It's been a while now, I think we should go a check on the senior."

Berlin was the strongest amongst the five of them, so he garnered a certain amount of respect which was why his suggestions are always put into consideration.

"The only problem is that senior might be doing something important right now and if we were to disturb him, he wouldn't take it lightly with us." The young man who had remained silent throughout spoke with a frown.

"You are right, I guess I was just too anxious. Let's wait a couple more minutes then we can go check out the problem." Berlin said as he sat back down on his seat.

The rest of them also kept quiet and stayed silent while sitting down.

Suddenly, Bervlin, the one with the sharp nose stood up and sniffed the air. And as though he hadn't yet recognised what he was smelling, he walked forwards, sniffing the air again and again.

"What's wrong Bervlin, what do you smell?" Berlin asked as he and the rest of the team also stood up and stared at Bervlin in confusion.

Still sniffing the air, Bervlin responded. "I smell blood."

"Haha, doesn't that mean senior has dealt with that kid already?" The one who was dissatisfied with how he had been beaten by David laughed joyfully.

"That might be the case but I smell lots of blood in the air and I don't think it's coming from just one person." Bervlin frowned as he too seemed somewhat confused.

"You mean to say that senior might be in danger and possibly wounded?" Berlin who was acting as the temporary leader asked with solemnity in his voice.

"I'm not quite sure myself but that should be the case." Bervlin replied.

Seemingly making a decision, Berlin told everyone. "Gather up your things and let's go. Bervlin, you will lead us to the general location of where the smell is coming from. We won't go in too deeply and would just check from afar as we aren't certain that we too won't come to danger."

The rest did as they were told, packing their things and hurriedly followed Bervlin.

* * * * * * *

A few minutes before David's death.

As he stabbed his fingers into the throws year students chest, crushing his heart. Blood from the young man's heart splattered in all directions, and some even entered David's mouth.

But David wasn't really concerned about the blood. As he was stabbed directly into the heart by a dagger.

Unconsciously, he swallowed down the blood as he fell to the ground, struggling to reach for his backpack.

Eventually, he had exhausted too much of his stamina and with the stab in his heart, there was no hope of survival.

Mumbling some incoherent words, the light in his eyes faded and his body went cold.

At that moment he died, David's body was going through an earth-shattering change.

If one were to check through his body using a microscope, one would see as single blood flowed from his lips, down to his throat and then went straight for his still heart.

The blood was only just ordinary blood from the young man but as the blood flowed into his heart, it seems to be the key to activating a sort of hidden bloodline in his body.

Suddenly, the reddish-black blood faded and eventually turned into an ordinary fluid. David's heart had thoroughly sucked dey the essence, leaving only the fluid. The tear on his heart immediately sealed back in place as though the dagger hadn't penetrated his heart in the first place.

Just this little activity seems to have sparked up some sort of chain reaction.

His body, cells, organs, flesh, muscles and blood were gradually being destroyed at a slow pace as though undergoing some sort of transformation and then rebuilding back.

But it seems as though there was little to no energy to speed up this process as the rate of destruction was faster than the rate of creation.

If this continues, even if in some miraculous situation David managed to resurrect, he would still die from internal damage.

The repair of his organs and body was slow compared to the rate of destruction. In just a few seconds, there was no doubt that there wouldn't be any hope as the little amount of energy his body had left had almost been thoroughly exhausted. Even the repair wouldn't take place any more.

It was at this moment. Hazel who was panicking activated the surge of electricity, jolting David's heart into beating again.

Abruptly, David's eyes flew wide open. But his eyes weren't the previous brown colour it had always being.

It was now red. So red that it seem to glow with the illumination of the sun.

"David! you scared me!" Hazel's voice sounded out from within the imprint and it was as though she was about to cry but held it within.

It was just that, David didn't reply to her. A deep growl rumbled from his throat and his head snapped to the side.. His red eyes were immediately fixed on the dead body beside him still spilling out blood.