A/N: WARNING: EDGY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
(Paul's POV)
Tord has left a mission for us. It's to erase the existence of every zombies in the asdf land. I seriously have no clue whatsoever to why the name is like that. But, no shit. Zombies here are extensive. If we don't handle this.. Sir Tord will slit us.
"So what's out first objective?" Patryk asked me.
"Let's start by that place over there" I pinpointed an arcade of some sort. Patryk nodded and got up from his hunch. He looked around.
(Patryk's POV)
It seems like there's no zombies whatsoever outside. That's good. I crunched down again to sneak by to the arcade. The arcade is far enough, I signal Paul to follow me from behind. He nodded and did so. I just hope all this jobs are done in no time... why did I join this army again? Ah yes.. For Paul. It certainly isn't a good idea at first, but I'd do anything for Paulie.
Anyway, we're here now. I looked at Paul with a what now look. He just looked back and pointed his gun aiming it around to stay steady from the zombies. I swung mine too. Apparently there's zombies lurking here and there so we start our first shooting. It was a good start until some object or wall of some kind? Explode and some zombies hordes storms right in. I sighed and reload my shotgun. This is gonna be hard...
(Paul's POV)
I run from sides to side, trying not to get bitten by some of the zombie. I check over Patryk to see if he's doing fine. He's just fine. I noticed the zombie from behind and quickly fist it with all my might as I shot him twice after it. I jumped to some higher place up and throwed a bunch of grenades. It's much more easier that way.. I looked over to Patryk again. I guess he is doing just great. I shot bullets again. The zombies aren't vanished just yet but they are much more less now. Not until, another THING exploded. Spawning more zombies. I growl in frustration as I reload my rifle (A/N: Let's just pretend he switched weapon), aiming it to the zombies.
(Patryk's POV)
I walk over to Paul's side. Trying to get the higher place as well, with him. Just as I want to get up, some zombie from nowhere pulled me in for their treat. I shrieked and deflects but the zombie never gave up on his grip. I tried to pull my arms, attempting to pull the trigger of my gun. I succeeded in doing so but, the zombies grip was too damaging my arms start to bleed. It honestly didn't hurt but when I flail my arm around, it hurts like hell! I winced in pain as I jumped beside Paul's side. He looked at me in a worried expression.
"What? I'm fine" Paul shooked.
"No" He then grabs my arm lightly and runs to the other side. I looked at him dicey.
"What is it, Paul?" I asked. He didn't budge with my question. So I went with the flow. We tried to go to the exit but the zombie were blocking it's way, making it seemingly hard enough. Paul grunted in his breath, backing up slowly and rams his feet to the zombie face, because he's a bad ass. He's the type of guy who wouldn't need a gun to fight. I stood there, alongside of him still in the awe expression. He continued to pull me outside.
(Paul's POV)
Currently, we're outside. Didn't know this place would be much more safer at the outsides. I leaned on the wall, and shuffle to sit on the cold ground, with Patryk beside me. He still looked diced. I examine his arm. It's cut deeply, I can see the marks the zombie left. Not a teeth mark or some bite. So I guess he could still live.
I pout.
"Does it hurt?"
"....When I swing, yes"
"Does this hurt?" I flail his arm around, and he moaned.
"So it does hurt..." I mumbled. He 'huh'-ed and I shush him. I think I heard someone nearby.
Nevermind.
Just as I was about to look at Pat, I saw Tords leg. I looked up to him.
"Need help?"
(Tords POV)
I looked down at Pat who's also looking at me. I dropped the aiding kit down the ground and looked to my left.
"Thanks sir, we needed that" Paul exclaimed. I looked back at him.
"Mmm? Well, you better hurry. I gotta go in for a run now" I say in a hurry. As soon as I left, I saw Edd Matt and Tom. Sigh. No time for that.
(Paul's POV)
Glad he came in. I don't know where else I could find an aiding kit. Well, I guess luck is in my hand. I don't know..
I raised Patryk's arm again gently this time. He didn't wince or groan in pain so I guess this isn't a fatal injury. The Meat is cute deep I can almost see some bones poking out. Not really poking out, it's in a good condition, excluding the flesh. It's still cut open fresh.
"You bring any flask?"
"Yeah" I don't even bother asking him why he brings it. I poured it as he squeaked in pain, then wrapped a bandage around his wounded arm. He hold his breath and after I finished taping it he let go. He tried to sway his arm but then clench it back.
"If it hurts, don't." I stood up.
"But it's better" He answered, even If it's not a question.
"right, we should get going"
"The arcade is still filled with zombies. We haven't finished our objective" I looked at him just in the Corner of my eye. He looked at me and opened his jaw trying to say something. But then he shooked.
"Mmmm right. Alright, let's.. go"
(Patryk's POV)
I walk over him and lead the way to the arcade again. It was a long run. Silent whatsoever. But we arrived anyway. I don't know what's in my head now. I aimed my gun and shoot some zombies, just out of the usual. All I can hear is just a bang of the gun and Paul's breathing. His breath sounded calming. I can't wait until we both will get married or at least live together forever. Suddenly, a zombie fell over me because he was pushed by some other zombie...? I fall to the ground. I tried to back up but my other arm is in the gun. Shit. What should I do? Paul was busy shooting some zombies. I tried yelling but the zombies are about to bite off my face! My hurting arm decide to pass out and I laid there in the ground, wiggling for attempt to escape. This zombie sure is heavy.. I aim my gun at him. Succeed. I huffed and stood back up. Just as I was about to tidy my belt, a zombie bit of my wounded arm. Now this time, he bit me. Not scratch. I attempt to amputate my arm to let go off the zombie grip but another zombie bit my leg and I dropped my gun. I scream couldn't bear the pain. Paul finally took a look at me. His expression changed from motionless to anxious. He wants to shoot the zombie but that would damage me too! Aka kill me In instant. He decide to choke the zombie from behind. The zombie yelped and let go of my arm. My arm felt like it exploded, I can't feel it anymore, as I scream more, blood drips and splatter around Paul. He stopped breathing for a moment and looked at me. No. Examined me. I knelt down to the ground, bearing the unholy pain. Paul grabbed me, and his eyes gazing me.
"You're-" He's not continuing the sentence for some reason. I can't get my mind right to answer or ask what he's saying.
I'm passing out.. is this really over for me? I took a deep breath and collapse at the floor.
(Paul's POV)
I kicked the dead zombie who bit his leg and caress Patryk who's collapsed on the ground. How could this happen? Why wasn't I checking him often- I curse at myself and I can feel my eyes start to get foggy from the watery tears. No Paul come on, don't cry. You can do this.
"You're bitten" I finally spoke up. That came out a little bit swollen tone(?). Patryk is in front of my face. Collapsing. Soon he'll be... no... no... The image of him being a zombie is taunting the fuck of my life. This shit is happening for real!
I can feel my arm tremble and my energy start to drain as I drop him slowly. Why.....?
Suddenly I can feel a warm hand reach out my face. I jumped to see Patryk half conscious. He's smiling a. Bit. But. His smile was. Crooked.
"Paul, I'm so sorry I couldn't keep up-"
"No no, it's not your fault. Just. Just please don't-"
"I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you forever. I promise..." his words was cut by his gasping breath.
"I promise... I'd be.. There for you... even if I.." He's also crying and he can feel his heavy eyelid start to close. I tear up more as I see him slowly turning to greeny scaly skin.
"Patryk, please, no" I teared.
"I... you..." I can hear he whispered love between both I and you. Damn that part hit me more. How could I've been so blinded. My best friend tried to confess but I wasn't- even-
That's it. I kissed him. But he didn't. I dropped him down as soon as I kissed him.
"I'm so sorry" more zombies crowding around me.
