.*' A fortunate situation '*.

Introduction

Dust flies over your head as you think of how to get out of the situation you got yourself into. Everything has gotten worse for you since madness corrupted your hometown, Nevada. You had been shot in the leg and were left to bleed out. You cry out for help not expecting anyone to answer in the abandoned wasteland, but it was worth a shot. You look up into the red sky, accepting your fate. As you think all hope is lost, you hear a voice in the distance "Hey! I think I found someone!" You bolt up, desperate to be saved. Two men rush to your side, one is shirtless with shaded glasses, a black bandana tied around his head and seems to have an underbite, the other has a gray hoodie on with a gray visor and a headset. The male with the underbite is significantly bigger than the other one. The shirtless one picks you up and starts scurrying in the direction they had come, the other male shortly behind him. You hear one last thing from the shorter male before you pass out: "Doc? We're heading back."

You wake up in a neat, orderly doctors office. It was a little barren, but it was nice compared to the outside. You look around to see a short male sitting in a chair not so far from your bedside. He had a black mask with red-tinted goggles and a magnifier attached to it staring at the ground. "Where am I." you demand. The man quickly looked up at you, slightly startled. "You're in my office, also you should probably treat me with respect. If it weren't for me you would be dead right now." the man scoffed. You hitched. you didn't want to admit it, but he was right. The room was unbearably silent for the next few minutes. "So uh." you began. "I never got your name." you mentioned. The man sighed. "2bdamned, but i go by Doc." he said as he put his hands behind his head and crossed his legs. The room went silent again, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Yes? Come in." 2bdamned called. The door creaked open as the tall man with the bandana peaked into the room. "Oh, you're awake! We were getting worried!" the man chuckled as he walked in with the smaller male. You sighed with relief as the thick air was cut by the twos cheerful demeanor. "You've been out for about a week now."

2bdamned informed. "A week?" you ask.
2bdamned nods and the taller male pulls out a small pad of paper with some sort of notes written down. "Yeah, your injury healed.
really well too. I'd say you got a pretty good recovery rate for being shot in the leg." 2bdamned says. You nod and rub your knee,
wincing a bit. "Anywavs, this isn't really the place to talk about this kinda stuff. There's another place we can sit, if that's okay with.
you" the man asked. You nod, trying to hide how awkward it feels. They lead you to another part of the building._They walk
through a hallway with several doors. 2bdamned reaches a stop in front of a door."This is your room." he announces as he opens
the door. You step inside, the walls were. painted a soft purple that made you feel safe. A twin sized bed sat next to a window.
overlooking the blood red desert below. On the wall across the bed hung a small calendar with pictures from each month.The only
other piece of decoration in the room was a bookcase filled with various books and games. "We'll leave you alone to rest for now."
2BDamned spoke up, the three of them walked past the bed and left the room shutting the door behind them. You lay on your bed
for hours until exhaustion took over.
You woke up feeling groggy and confused. After everything that happened you couldn't remember. much besides waking up after.
being shot. You rolled off your bed and stumbled to the bathroom in order to get ready. You changed intoa loose fiting black tank
top with the words "The Bad Kids" painted in gold letters on it, blue jeans, white socks, and black combat boots. After brushing.
your hair out and styling it you decided to make some breakfast. You rummaged around your room until you found a book to read.
You took a seat on the floor and flipped the page. as you began, the smaller male with the gray visor bursts through the door
making you flinch and nearly drop the book.
"What the f..." you muttered. _The male laughed loudly as he picked you up bridal style.You squirmed as he carried you out of your
room and into his. "What the hell are you doing!" you yelled. "Well i wanted to spend time with you! i saved your life so might as
well get to know the person i saved." he chuckled as he set you down on his bed. "speaking of getting to know eachother, I never
got your name." he said leaning against the dresser near your bed. "|'m Y/N L/N." you mumbled looking away from him. "YIN, huh? i
like it! Im deimos, no last name sadly." he said enthusiastically, rubbing the back of his neck
"Deimos?.That sounds familiar." you said as you thought hard trying to figure out where you've heard that name before. "It's an
ancient Greek word, y'know, for God? | don't think there are many people who use it anymore." he trailed off awkwardly. Deimos
turned to face you as he corntinued to scratch the back of his neck,. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by a crash.
coming from downstairs.
"Gotta go, sorry about that! Ill catch ya later!" he said rushing out the door. You sighed and laid back on his bed.
You ended up falling asleep on his bed for hours till you heard footsteps approaching. "Who's there?!" you shouted, jumping up
onto your feet, The taller male with the bandana walks through the doorway..a grin spreading across his lips. "It's just me." he
laughs. "oh thank god..." you sit back down on the bed as your stomach growls.
"You want some food or something? you haven't eaten in god knows how long". he asks. "Uhh, sure." you reply. He smiles and
holds out his hand.
"Alright, follow me then!" he exclaims. The two of you walked down a hallway that had more rooms. One of which had its door open.
and was lit up by some overhead lights The male pushes the door open and gestures for you to go ahead. You walk in to a room
that looks like a office break room, It hada desk, a fridge, a couch, TV, and a couple chairs. A single desk lamp was plugged in and
sat on a table next to the couch, A computer sat on the table next to it. In the middle of the room stood a small kitchenette with a
stove, refrigerator, and a microwave.
"l guess that's a lot better than nothing." you commented. "Yup, now let's get you some food." the man smiled as he grabs an apple
from the fruit bowl next to him and throws it at you. "i never got your name either. what's yours?"
"y/n /o, you?" you responded taking the apple from the man and popping it in your mouth.."My names Sanford," he replied.
"Sanford, cool, nice to meet ya." you said with a friendly smile. "so, why did you save me? if you don't mind me asking, that is." you
asked. The man smirked and took a seat on the couch. "Me and deimos heard you screaming. Your leg was bleeding a lot, sol
thought i should try and help you" he explained. "I mean, I've seen enough movies to know that you shouldn't help someone.
unless you care for them," he paused for.a moment, "But you seem like you're a nice guy, so i figured ild give it a shot."
"Thank you." you muttered, turning away from him to stare at the television. "Oh! i gotta show you something first though!"
Sanford exclaimed. You turn to see him pulling a box off the coffee table next to the couch. "this is for you! since you didn't have
any spare clothes here, j went out and got you these instead!" he exclaimed happily as he placed the box in your lap. Your.eyes
widened in surprise as you took the box. You carefully unboxed it, Inside the box was a pair of black jeans, a black shirt, and a navy
blue zip up jacket. You look back up at him with a huge smile on your face. You grab ahold of the jacket and quickly throw it on
while still wearing your shorts and tshirt.
"thanks..." you mumbled. "No problem!" he grinned. "i should probably go check if Doc needs anything." Sanford said standing up.
He turned and started heading towards the door. "Thanks again, Sanford." You added. You watch as he exits the room and closes
the door behind him. You pull your legs under you so that you were laying down. As you stared at the ceiling you wondered what
exactly was happening. How could this be possible. You just had the worst experience of your life, then the best. the three, rather
attractive, men had taken you in with open arms not even questioning anything. you ran the men through your head, the
enthusiastic and playful Deimos, The serious yet kind Sanford, and the intimidating 2Bdamned... You shook your head, trying to
get them out of your head just for a moment, With that you closed your eyes and tried to sleep.