Journal of a Survivor
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
Views:
5,941
Reviews:
58
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
October 17th
Celtic: I’m glad that you weren’t put off by the first person writing. I don’t know what made me write like I did, but I liked it, so I didn’t bother to rewrite it. I hope you like this chapter!
Haru: Yes, I said they were melting. Water has that effect on them, they just hadn’t been able to really witness it until that moment. Hope you like this chapter too!
I do realize this is a short chapter...but my muse seems to have left me. I hope that finishing exams and getting away from my idiot roommate for a few days will help me. I hope you all like this!
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October 17th
A blonde head rested against the crisp, white sheets of a military medical bed. The owner of the soft blonde hair held the hand of the brunette in the hospital bed, even if the brunette was unresponsive. The blonde hair been in the same position for the last six months, leaving only to use the bathroom or shower. The nurses kindly cleared away the food trays every night, having given up on trying to get the blonde to leave. He took up as little space as was possible, sitting in the furthest corner. The brunette in the bed had been in a coma since two weeks before the army had found the two. He had fallen out of a fifth floor hospital window and someone, despite being unconscious, he had managed to survive. The military medical officers had worked quickly to stabilize the young male, working to repair as much damage as they could while the army manned emergency vehicle raced out of the city.
“So much has happened…” the blonde mumbled, not bothering to lift his head off the bed. He didn’t need more of a reminder that his beloved boyfriend was at risk of never waking up again.
“Xander?” A soft, feminine voce filtered into the blonde’s mind, making him sit up. Siska smiled sadly, standing on the other side of the hospital bed. She stroked a hand through Raen’s fuzzy hair, wishing it hadn’t needed to be shaved off when they had arrived at the survival base. The fall had done a great deal of damage, and if they army hadn’t have found them, Raen would have died. It was a miracle that he had stayed alive long enough for the three of them to be discovered, hiding in a convenience store.
“He’s fully healed now,” Xander informed the girl who had become his closest friend during the last six months.
“No he just needs to wake up,” Siska sighed softly. Most of the people who had been injured were usually released days later, everyone except Raen. Together, the two older friends had watched over their youngest group member, praying to what ever gods they could think of.
“There hasn’t been any sightings this week.” Siska had taken it upon herself to keep Xander informed about everything that was going on. The deadly threat hadn’t been eliminated completely, but the hurricanes on the coasts were helping. Cities not affected by the summer rains had been scoured for survivors before being burnt to the ground. The army didn’t want to leave any place for the undead to hide when it did rain. All survivors were slowly trickling into the walled in army base. Supplies had been stock piled, taken from every city the army had been able to get to, including farmers fields and underground root cellars. The wall that kept the city contained, and the undead out, was slowly being expanded in order to add a space to plant from form of crops.
“They’re still out there,” Xander almost whispered, lowering his head back down to the bed. “They’re always going to be out there, no matter what we do.” Siska sighed, familiar with the blonde’s negative attitude.
“He’ll wake up soon,” she assured him, reaching across the bed to pat Xander’s head gently. All they could do was wait; Xander at Raen’s side, and Siska working the defense lines with the army. She knew that if she didn’t keep her mind off Raen, she would end up like Xander. Spending every moment at the brunette’s side, waiting for any sort of movement that would say that Raen was waking up. It wasn’t an option in her mind, but she was grateful that Raen would at least be able to wake up to Xander’s smiling face.
Haru: Yes, I said they were melting. Water has that effect on them, they just hadn’t been able to really witness it until that moment. Hope you like this chapter too!
I do realize this is a short chapter...but my muse seems to have left me. I hope that finishing exams and getting away from my idiot roommate for a few days will help me. I hope you all like this!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
October 17th
A blonde head rested against the crisp, white sheets of a military medical bed. The owner of the soft blonde hair held the hand of the brunette in the hospital bed, even if the brunette was unresponsive. The blonde hair been in the same position for the last six months, leaving only to use the bathroom or shower. The nurses kindly cleared away the food trays every night, having given up on trying to get the blonde to leave. He took up as little space as was possible, sitting in the furthest corner. The brunette in the bed had been in a coma since two weeks before the army had found the two. He had fallen out of a fifth floor hospital window and someone, despite being unconscious, he had managed to survive. The military medical officers had worked quickly to stabilize the young male, working to repair as much damage as they could while the army manned emergency vehicle raced out of the city.
“So much has happened…” the blonde mumbled, not bothering to lift his head off the bed. He didn’t need more of a reminder that his beloved boyfriend was at risk of never waking up again.
“Xander?” A soft, feminine voce filtered into the blonde’s mind, making him sit up. Siska smiled sadly, standing on the other side of the hospital bed. She stroked a hand through Raen’s fuzzy hair, wishing it hadn’t needed to be shaved off when they had arrived at the survival base. The fall had done a great deal of damage, and if they army hadn’t have found them, Raen would have died. It was a miracle that he had stayed alive long enough for the three of them to be discovered, hiding in a convenience store.
“He’s fully healed now,” Xander informed the girl who had become his closest friend during the last six months.
“No he just needs to wake up,” Siska sighed softly. Most of the people who had been injured were usually released days later, everyone except Raen. Together, the two older friends had watched over their youngest group member, praying to what ever gods they could think of.
“There hasn’t been any sightings this week.” Siska had taken it upon herself to keep Xander informed about everything that was going on. The deadly threat hadn’t been eliminated completely, but the hurricanes on the coasts were helping. Cities not affected by the summer rains had been scoured for survivors before being burnt to the ground. The army didn’t want to leave any place for the undead to hide when it did rain. All survivors were slowly trickling into the walled in army base. Supplies had been stock piled, taken from every city the army had been able to get to, including farmers fields and underground root cellars. The wall that kept the city contained, and the undead out, was slowly being expanded in order to add a space to plant from form of crops.
“They’re still out there,” Xander almost whispered, lowering his head back down to the bed. “They’re always going to be out there, no matter what we do.” Siska sighed, familiar with the blonde’s negative attitude.
“He’ll wake up soon,” she assured him, reaching across the bed to pat Xander’s head gently. All they could do was wait; Xander at Raen’s side, and Siska working the defense lines with the army. She knew that if she didn’t keep her mind off Raen, she would end up like Xander. Spending every moment at the brunette’s side, waiting for any sort of movement that would say that Raen was waking up. It wasn’t an option in her mind, but she was grateful that Raen would at least be able to wake up to Xander’s smiling face.