The Deadliest Generation: The Maze Of Monsters

River and Luna

Emily sprinted down the corridor, running hastily toward Gally.

"I did it!" She held up the card and muttered the words, and Gally, who looked incredibly grumpy as he was soaked in water from the emergency sprinklers.

"Alright," his sour expression broke into a grin, and he led the way carefully down the corridors, making sure they didn't slip.

Sonya, Miyoko and Harriet carefully sprinted to them from the room they'd be waiting in, and went to distract Ava, calling and crying out to her.

Emily just raced down to the nearest vent shaft, and kicked it open, hard, probably bruising her foot, judging by her stinging foot. She crawled into it, not caring how her shoes and clothes were damp and gross and probably coated in thousands and thousands of germs.

Gally was clearly climbing behind her, and she heard him close the vent behind them.

Emily waited not so patiently for him, almost considering kicking him to get him to hurry the fuck up.

She turned to see Gally finally finishing and grinning at her with his ordinary, comfortable grin.

Emily rolled her eyes at him, "Could you be any slower?!" She hissed, but she couldn't stop a small smile falling over her face.

"Yeah, I could, now please move it, I want to find and talk to the better Bronte sibling." Gally grinned.

Emily fake gasped, and moved forward, muttering, "How could you? Anyway, at least my last name is actually cool and after a bunch of writers, your name is fucking Galileo."

"Yeah, well Galileo lived till seventy seven, Emily Bronte lived until thirty." Gally muttered back.

They both continued to crawl while arguing like small siblings while Emily kept trying to remember how to find their way to were the others probably were.

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River woke up, almost gasping, and a messy haired, pink cheeked, bright eyed Alec sat up from where he'd been sat, leaning against River's bed, head on his blanket and duvet covered legs.

"W-what?" He asked, wildly turning around and scrambling upward to River. "Hey, you okay?"

River nodded, placing a hand on his leg. "Ow..." he muttered, and looked up at Alec, who was watching him curiously.

River pointed at his leg, "My leg," he said, and Alec watched his lips carefully instead of watching his finger, then shook his head, perplexed. "Can you sign it, please?"

River nodded and signed it patiently.

"Ohh," Alec nodded, then glanced down at his leg. "Do you wanna get some stuff to help ease it?"

River shook his head. "Can't have anymore painkillers for..." he glanced at his watch while hurriedly signing it out to Alec, "another hour."

"Do you want to start rebinding it with bandages and disinfect it with stuff?" Alec asked, a little slower than he had before, which struck River's heart. Instead of doing anything, he just grabbed Alec by the shoulders and hugged him, hard.

God.

Why the fuck did that have to happen to Alec?

He really wished it wouldn't happen. He really, really wished it.

Alec confusedly hugged him back, confused. "What's up?" He murmured quizzically into River's ear, his hand brushing River's hair.

River pulled away slightly shakily, and just began to do something different. Change the subject. He couldn't tell Alec how sorry he was. How much he'd wished that he could've helped him, protected him.