Junkyard Bastion

Mixed feelings

<Zeriah's POV> <Time Could Not Be Found.>

I gasp from surprise, but it was pretty muffled against his lips. He grabs my shoulders, pulling me closer and closer, until my arms couldn't hold me up anymore. I felt his chest against mine again and I felt nothing but need. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I couldn't help but mirror him. His hand slides down to the hem of my shirt, and I suddenly feel my stomach drop.

Something wasn't right about him.

I break away from him, and he makes some sort of noise I could only describe as needy. God, that only fans the flame- my flame. I desperately try to calm myself down, pulling my knees up against my chest. What has gotten into him? I thought he was pro straight or something...

Not that I didn't know he was.. well, you know. I just wasn't expecting him to just desperately cling and make-out with me after we got captured by some mad scientist. Maybe Orion was right about those crazy kinks.

Finding anything to cover myself with, I grab a cloth from one of the beds, covering my front, with embarrassment reddening my face, burning my body with heat. I really hope Orion or Wesley didn't see that...

Jesus, that boy is gonna kill me one of these days.

But, would it be weird if I wanted him to?

<Beckett's POV>

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I stumble upon the cell Wesley and Orion were in. Somehow, Orion convinced Wesley to play I-spy. They're sitting cross crossed at the back of the cell, occasionally spotting and pointing things out. I try to find the humor in that. I can't.

I sigh, walking over to the corridors door, which kept us locked in. I gaze through it and I shiver. I heard voices again and I jog over, finding that creepy scientist laughing and suddenly stopping himself before grabbing a cup of water. Before I turned away, something caught my eye.

A crushed up pill.

He stirs it in his water before gulping it down.

I hear his watch beeping slowly halt to a stop. This guy is seriously not from this earth. I walk around his lab, and I open a drawer, but he flinches and stares right at it. I close it against. He double takes, slowly approaching the drawer.

Can he even see me?
"Hello?" I decide to speak up, but he doesn't react. Looks like he could only see and not hear. He slams the drawer shut and grabs some weird needle gun before approaching where we were.

I gotta get back inside of my body somehow.

I run back to my body and I see Zeriah sitting with his knees to his chest, head buried. God, what did my body do to him? I touch my hands, legs chest and face, but it didn't seem to work. I placed a hand on- well, IN my forehead and I feel a weird draining feeling, much like draining somethings life out, which I now suddenly know the feeling of.

It didn't exactly feel good.

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I finally wake up, gasping. Zeriah is still crouched in the same spot, but he must've heard how loud I was, considering he slowly turned to me. "Mind telling me why you just mindlessly made out with me?" He says, his tone struggling to stay neutral. My stomach suddenly feels hot, as if stirring something inside of me, and I don't know what. "This is gonna sound really weird.. but that wasn't really m-" the scientist barges in, walking down the corridor.

"Who would like to go first?" he drags his hand down the bars of each cell. "You?" He turns to me. "Or.. you?" He takes a look at Orion. Wesley stands up, covering Orion. "None of them." He grips the bars, the hatred in his eyes genuinely making me shiver. "Look, I don't think you realize how important this is to get their DNA and test it..." his tone got less hectic by the second. Probably that medication he took.

"I don't care. Leave them be." The scientist scoffs with a smile. "I wasn't asking you, Wes." Wesley flinches and he huffs, grabbing the scientist collar, pulling him into the bars. "I said leave them be."
"I don't remember you being this feisty.."
The scientist shrugs him off, and walks over to me and Zeriah.

"I know I probably shouldn't have throw you in cells as a first impression, but what was I supposed to do? Not I like I can just walk up to you guys and say 'HEY! Wanna come into my lab and be my test subject until I find a cure for this zombie disease?'" My head perked up from that. "See? Your here for a good cause. Now could I see your arm please?"

"How do we know your not lying?" Wesley speaks up. "Well I can't prove it because I have no proof to begin with.. if you'd just let me take a sample from him-" Wesley huffs, and he looks at me. "You sure you really want this crazy scientist sticking God-knows-what into your arm?"

"I can stick it in myself first if that'll ease your anxiety." Wesley flinches at his sudden proposal. "I can practically see your thoughts at this point, Wes. Do you really hate me anymore? Because your eyes say otherwise." I look into Wesley's eyes, for a split second I saw something unreadable, until his expression hardens. "Don't play around."

The scientist sighs and crouches down to face me. "Here, look." He practically shoves the needle in his arm and it sucks out some of his blood, the gun whirs, and something separates from his blood, turning colorless. The remaining matter stays in the gun and he screws a vial on the bottom of the gun, depositing whatever matter was in it.

"If your scared of needles, I don't mind. And I won't stab you with it like I did myself, don't worry." He gives me a small smile. I hesitate but I give him my arm, something about him was comforting. He gently takes some of my blood, his soft touch making me feel calmer.

"Thanks for the cooperation. And sorry if I get a bit out of mind.. It's kind of a medical condition." He chuckles softly, and he turns back to Wes. "We can talk later, after I'm done with his sample." He walks over to the cell with Orion. "Could I get your blood too?" Orion scooches up and stares at him. "When do we get food?" Seems like his priorities were set from the beginning.

The scientist checks his watch, turning a gear or two. "Right now actually. I'll go get the food, I'll get your blood later." Genuine warmth radiates off of him, and I find myself liking him despite earlier. Maybe that's stupid, I know it is, but he doesn't wanna hurt us and I know he doesn't.

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AN: ORION IS INFECTED TOO!!??!???? Yeah big plot twist fr even if it wasn't executed that well (or at least I don't think it was).. hope you guiys enjoyed this chapter, just know it's gonna get....

JUICY AFTER THIS.

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Let me rephrase that. I don't mean juicy like bodily fluids mingling with bodily fluids I mean like... YALL are gonna get the communication you guys deserve between Beck and Zeriah frfr, STAY TUNED MY TINY SCARAB ARMY 😤