{EN} Let Me Die [McStarr]

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So we asked me to translate this story. I'm bad in English so I'll do my best ^^

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Pax-12, this name was on practically all the lips since it had mutated to become lethal. Pax-12 was Necroa virus type, a virus in the normal appearance, but in the mutation, which could become extremely dangerous and contagious. It had managed to pass under the eyes of the biggest doctors of the period, because it had no symptoms. It was thanks to it that it had managed to contaminate all the planet. No more a single inhabitant was safe except for some immune people, and nobody suspected something.

An epidemic of gastroenteritis had appeared by 1962, what had caused quite a lot of damages, but fortunately no dead people.

Then, a wave of cannibalism had appeared in 1963, causing quite a lot of victims. It was where the doctors had begun to raise themselves questions.

They worked at present on a cure, hoping to stop the increase of the victims.

Unfortunately, the disease had still mutated in 1964. It could resuscitate the deaths, transforming them into zombie. Zombies were violent, they could run, had the intelligence to move in troop, to pretend to have died to catch their victim...

Basically, you should not approach them.

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George, Paul, Ringo and John were walking to the Z-Com base. It was a program of the government for the enough healthy people, protection of the people who could be able to enter or who had a lot of chance to survive.

The path was tortuous. It was necessary to fire at all the visible zombies and to pay attention not to be bitten. Cars were unusable, zombies knowing how to open doors and break windows, and nonexistent fuel. They did their route in feet, what was very long. They already walked for three weeks, what exhausted them a lot, and especially Ringo.

The night fell at sight of eye. They had to stop. They decided to rise in a building, to sleep on the roof. They sat down on their mat, George lit a small fire and took out little of food which they had.

(Ringo's POV)

Ringo placed himself a little more away from the others. He didn't want them to see him. Ringo was infected, he knew that he was going to die. He wanted just to accompany his friends, to protect them the time of the route, then dying in peace.

His infection had increased, he could see an end of his bone of his right leg, the skin having decomposed. It was that which weakened him a lot, his aching leg and in lack of strength. He limped a little, but he made be thought of that as an ache when the others asked him what did not go.

Others had no idea of what arrived at him, and Ringo didn't want them to know it, actually, not now. He wanted to tell them when they would have arrived at the base. He did not especially want to worry his boyfriend, Paul. He liked him a lot, so he didn't want him to be perturbed or something else to be not killed. And yes, to lower his guarding was a very bad idea, especially in Liverpool.

Ringo looked at the sky, where stars showed. He knew that he was soon going to join his younger brother [A/N: Original character, hello!], William. He had seen him dying, he was with him till the end. He had even had to kill him when he had resuscitated. That had been his biggest suffering when he had pulled the trigger of his gun. William had begged him, he could again hear his voice in the head.

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