Leela shook her head widely, "No, I do not wish to kill, bad enough killing one of the poor people you have zombified" She said, her voice strong, her light eyes darkening, "Its more then just us. Its more then just a handful of people effected, or didn't you know that? A part of them, and you don't even know half the story!" Leela spat out a harsh laugh, unable to help herself. "Its world wide. Are you going to cause a world wide plague just to simply get back at the people that did this? Are you going to cause thousands of deaths, just to be "normal"? Normal's overrated, bug boy" Her voice grew stronger, more passionate, "I dream of a world where we can just live, without the fear of being hunted. While I'd love to help others like me all over the world, I don't see that as possible. So I'll settle for just this city" She turned to Maria, "I want us to be safe. Lets tear down the headquaters here, and take this city for ourselves! Lets make this a safe place, for our kind, and "Normal" Humans too. We can not tackle the world, just the two of us, but...we could make a safe life here! we could be free here! We could just be here!" Glancing at the bug boy, she said, "I will not abide by turning people into the walking dead! If you so much as even think about doing it again, I swear by whatever gods there are out there, I will have your head" Her voice strong, it was her body that betrayed her image. Battered, bloodied, bruised, torn clothing, and dirty haired, she nevertheless tried to stand up straight, and star him in the eye. ----- Marcus, eyes dark, and a little crazy laughed. "Maybe I should just kill you and be done with it. But" he heaved out a great sigh, and the water drained away, oxygen pumping into the cell, "Then I wouldn't have any fun" He grinned wickedly. "Do not try my patience anymore, Boy, or next time you might not be so lucky" He turned and walked back to his desk, sitting down, a glass of scotch in his hand, and returning to watching Feyd as if he was the calmest person in the world.