Outbreak! Virus 'M'

Chapter 9: slow

Improviser's POV

After everyone was thrown into the air, the creature just, backed off. It slinked away from us. Emma ran to Gaby's unconscious body and tried to lift her up. Bobo saw this and rushed over to help. Then we all turned and walked away. We walked for a while and found a small house. This should be good enough. A window was open, so I jumped in and searched the house. Once it was clear I let the others in. Cathy helped me block the door with a giant wardrobe. Emma took Gaby to a small room with two beds and fell asleep. Bobo and Cathy took another room with two beds. I just sat next to a window towards the front of the house.

I stared out into the empty streets. Nothing, not even a breeze. I sigh as I lean back into the chair I am sitting in. The sun is setting right now. The sky holds a beautiful display of colors with splashes of oranges, pinks, purples, and some deep shades of blue. A few fluffy clouds litter the sky. It looks like a pretty picture. Unfortunately, the world is sh*t. That thought turns the whole sky sour. It's sickening to look at now. I get up and walk away from the window. As I walk down a small hallway to my room, I hear a thud come from Gaby and Emma's room. I shrug it off at first, but then I hear someone curse from the other side. My curiosity got the best of me. I walked up to the door and grabbed the doorknob. With a steady hand, I turn the knob and push the door open to reveal...

Bearer's POV

The sound of the door opening startles me. I jump and my head whips towards the direction of the noise. Bad idea. My head instantly starts throbbing from the sudden movement. I groan as I grab my head with my not bloody hand. I didn't get to see who was at the door. "What the hell happened?" A deepish voice sounds from the doorway. At least I know who it is now. I open my eyes to see a certain blonde headed doofus. Wait... why did I call him a doofus? Another wave of pain hits my head. I screw my eyes shut and clutch my head. Jeebus, it hurts like f*ck! I hear footsteps and shortly after I feel a pair of large hands grab both of my shoulders. "Are you okay?" He says slowly. I'm not a damn kid stop treating me like one! I let out a low growl as I push him away with my bloody hand. Sh*t. He stumbles backwards but doesn't fall. He looks down at his shirt to see a bloody handprint. He slowly looks up at me and sees my blood covered hand. Double sh*t. "I-I'm fine." I manage to force out. "You don't look fine." He retorts. I give him a slight glare as I slowly stand up. "I said I'm fine!" I say in a menacing voice. He's starting to get on my nerves.

Thankfully, he backs off. However, luck was never in my side. I hear the shuffling of cloth somewhere behind me. A slight creak and then a voice. "What the hell is going on?" It spoke. I already know who it is. The beast has awoken. "Uh, I can explain." I say timidly while turning to look at her. She looks pissed. I start to feel anxious. In a panic I point at the guy and yell. "It was his fault!" He looked shocked for a moment before yelling back. "Nuh-uh! I didn't do sh*t!" I turn to glare at him as he glares back at me. "Shut the hell up!" The girl known as Emma finally yells. We both shrink away from her. Still bleeding, I slowly inch away from her raging body. I puts a hand on her face and sighs. "Just tell me what actually happened." She says in a calmer, yet still angry, manner. I hesitantly tell her the events that took place moments before.

She sighs once more before getting up and walking out the room. The dude and I stand in the room in awkward silence. "So..." he speaks up. "Still can't remember anything?" I turn to look at him. He stares at me as I loom deep into his eyes. The corners of my vision begin to blur. I am completely focused on him. Everything is blurry except for him now. Voices begin to flood my mind. They start out hardly audible. Then begin to get louder and clearer. Then a brilliant flash of white envelopes my vision.

Improviser's POV

I asked her if she remember anything yet. She didn't say anything as she turns to look at me. She still doesn't speak, even after our eyes lock. She is completely focused on me, and frankly, it's making me uncomfortable. "Uh..." I nervously rub my arms, trying to look away. But somehow my eyes are captivated. No matter how hard I try, I can't look away. Crap. What the hell is this witch craft? Where's Emma when you need her!

Guardian's POV

After hearing what happened from Gaby, I leave the room in search of a bathroom. I aimlessly walk around for a few minutes before finding it in the back of the house. I went in and was relieved I found what I was looking for. A simple rag, left on the edge of the sink. How convenient. I German the rag and try the sink. Water flows out like a beautiful fountain. I couldn't contain my relief. A smile forms on my lips as I place the rag into the sink to get wet. I look around the rest of the bathroom to see it mainly bare, except for a few bath like products here and there. I check under the sink and find a med-kit all the way back against the wall. I smile again, things are starting to look up!

To be continued...

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