world in ruins | klance zombie apocalypse AU

7. stigma - part 2

The sky is getting darker. Not only because the night almost fell; dark clouds are covering the sky in the north. They are fast approaching.

Keith's driving through the city. His eyes are frantically roaming the streets in search for Lance. He's nowhere to be found. 

He left Sonya and Roger a few blocks away from their car. They'd be okay.

Keith hears Shiro's concerned voice from the walkie-talkie from the backseat; he's forgotten about it completely. "Keith? Come on, answer me. Matt and I have met up with Sonya and Roger. Did you find Lance?"

He reaches for the walkie-talkie. "I can't find him, Shiro," his voice doesn't sound as his own. He feels panic rising in him.

"Where are you? We'll come help."

He's about to look for a street sign or something significant to describe the area when he catches a glimpse of brown hair in a small dead end street between two buildings. "I've found him."

Keith parks the car and gets out of it as fast as humanly possible.

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Lance was running.

He didn't want to waste any of his bullets on the walkers following him. He could outrun them anyway. 

What he didn't count on is another group of walkers down the road. He quickly looked around. He can't get trapped. It would mean he's done for.

He bent down, running in an almost crouching position down the pavement, using the cars parked by it as a sort of disguise. He goes around the corner. Looking around, he searched for things to throw in the other direction to lead the walkers as further away from him as possible. He found a few empty cans and a few bricks that have fallen off the wall of an old building he was hiding behind. He threw them as hard as he could down the road he was previously on.

They took the bait and followed the noise.

The wind got louder and stronger. Lance could see how it started rising dust and dead leaves on the main road. He wasn't spared of the cold either, even with two buildings sheltering him from the wind.

There's a thunderstorm approaching.

Then, he heard a car approaching. It was Keith.

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Lance sees Keith get out of the car. There's a grin on his face. He hears him yell his name.

What he didn't hear was him.

He watches the grin fade from Keith's face. Different emotions taking place. Lance can't quite tell which ones replace them.

He settles on rage.

Then his body focuses on something different.

The sharp pain of a blunt force ripping the flesh of his trapezoid muscle on the back of his right shoulder.

Time stops. But everything happens so quick.

Keith is yelling something. Lance doesn't understand anything. He hears all noises around him as if he's underwater. He stumbles a couple of steps forwards.

Keith's knife flies through the air. Lance hears a thud.

Keith reaches Lance and catches him in his arms before the latter falls to the ground.