The Beautiful and Divine

Chapter Thirty-Two: Alive Part 1

Andrew Biersack's P.O.V

The strong fever has engulfed me, I lay in bed still.

"You're burning up really bad." My youngest sibling states, placing the back of his palm onto my sweaty forehead.

"Is it supposed to be this severe?" Sixx turns to Andy Black, "It gets pretty intense, but this seems extreme. If you don't start cooling off soon I might have to put you inside our freezer. This much heat is deadly to a Spirit Warrior. Hang in there brother." I nod weakly.

"At least this doesn't hurt..." I mumble, "The meat you gave me has really helped control the pain a lot." I finish.

"Didn't want you to feel the same way as I did when it was my first time turning." Getting off the edge of the bed, the oldest Black goes to grab something.

"I'll get you cold water and a washcloth to bring this sickness down." Younger Andrew and I nod, shifting position some to get comfortable.

"I can take off some of your layers, you have a lot of extra clothes on." Groaning slightly, Andy S. helps me lean up.

Lifting both arms up, the youngest sibling takes off the other shirts. Getting me down to a normal black tank top, white steam rises from the surface of my skin.

"You must be over the normal ninety-eight temperature brother." The long black mane of mine is soaked with sweat, "You think?" I sarcastically snort.

"Just a little." My baby brother laughs, "Can you help me take off some of my hair accessories?" he nods.

Parting the thick fur into halves, we start unclipping the different additions one by one. They easily slide out of the wet ebony fringe, I lay back down upon finishing.

"Thank you." I say, "No problem." Black returns carrying a bowl of water with a washcloth in it.

Entering the space, my eldest brother sits next to me. Picking up the dishrag and twisting out all unneeded water, he lays it across my brow. The cold gives me some relief from all the boiling heat, my brain can finally stop cooking. Closing both eyes, I find myself falling asleep. Being sick is surprisingly exhausting, who would have thought?

Andy Black's P.O.V

My second youngest brother finds some satisfaction from the icy water towel, both bloodshot eyes slowly close. He looks terrible almost dead, all color has been drained from the once slightly tanned skin around his whole face. Andrew's mid-back long raven hair is completely drenched from all the sweat, this fever is the worst one I have ever seen. I almost died, my parents took me to the hospital and had me stay there until the sun came up on the third day.

I feel like a volcano that was about to erupt, Every part of ached from all the pain. I decide to tell my story of turning to both my brothers, giving Sixx a warning about his own in a couple years.

-Flashback-

Five years ago...

I lay in the small hospital bed, both of my parents sit across from me.

"You are going to be ok honey. We will find out what's wrong." I nod, "I'm so hot, can't I take off the blankets?" I ask.