The Hunger.
Title:The Hunger
Author:Narya
Rating:NC 17
Character(s)/Pairing(s):Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman, Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry, Burt Hummel / Puckurt, some bits of Klaine.
Genre:AU, drama, suspence, romance, gore
Warning:Character Deaths, violence, explicit sex, gore, zombies
Spoilers:Season 2
Disclaimer:I own nothing but my computer, not the glee, not the characters, not even the zombies.
Author Notes:This is a WIP, consisting of drablle-like chapters, can be found on my Lj, AO3 and Tumblr. So I'll give links to each. Also, english is not my first language so there might be some mistakes.
Summary:After a snow storm Kurt discovers that things have changed in Lima, everyone seems to have disappeared and there are dead bodies everywhere. When things start to clear out he will realize that the need to survive changes everything.
Word Count: 1448
( The Hunger at
Narya) / The Hunger Fic on Tumblr
Previous Parts Prologue & Part I / II & III / IV & V / VI & VII / VIII & IX
Part X
After a quick stop to a desolate pharmacy where Kurt would be embarrassed to say that he took more than they needed right then (you never know, maybe it would be useful in the future). They drove to Puck’s house and left the girl in Leroy’s charge, who said he’d fix that ankle in no time while Hiram’s fixed her something to eat.
With a serious look at the older couple Puck said there was something they had to talk with Finn and Rachel and went to the place where the girl had left all the guns saying it was too dangerous to leave them around.
Their friends were in the backyard, Rachel singing something while Finn tried to drum a base on different surfaces. They were having a good time, but they didn’t shine with joy as they always did and that was obvious to Kurt. This situation was taking a toll on everyone one, not just himself.
“Guys, look, we want to talk with you about something important” Puck said, sitting in the grass and motioning to them to get closer.
Finn and Rachel left immediately what they were doing before and went to sit next to him. Kurt just didn’t want to deal with all the havoc his words were going to bring, so he stayed by the door and looked out to the sky. The clouds were getting darker and the air was less chilled than before. Maybe, if they were lucky, it would rain and wash away the snow and blood from the streets.
“Last night, when we found Mr. Jones body, there was something we didn’t tell you…” Puck started, looking really uncomfortable. “There was something there that dragged him. It had weird eyes, like a cat, and it was way bigger than a dog. We really don’t know what it was but it dragged the body way too easy”
Finn looked green and Rachel looked like she wanted to ask something, but Puck just held his hand in front of him to stop her.
“I don’t really think you’ve gone into other people’s houses but I can tell you, they are wreck. Blood everywhere and, at least at Lauren’s it seemed like something was dragged away” Puck continued, looking at Kurt for confirmation. He nodded, but didn’t really want to talk about it, so he stayed silent. “We really don’t want to scare you more than you should be, but it would be best if you went everywhere together and each of you carried a gun. Just in case”
“Carry a gun? But I don’t even know how to use one, not to mention how dangerous they are!” Rachel complained.
“Well, you learn then. But, believe me, if whatever it is out there is as out for blood as we think it is, you’ll want to be able to defend yourself” Kurt said, completely serious. “Most probable think is that it’s stronger than ordinary and apparently likes to eat meat, be it human or not”
“They eat human meat?” Rachel said, going completely green. No surprise there, she barely tolerated the idea of eating meat altogether, eating humans would be the double the gross for her than it was for them.
“Lauren’s mom ate her father and tried to eat her, so I think that whatever this craziness is too dangerous to be worrying about morals” Puck said, shrugging and handing them the gun and shotgun they had took from the storeroom. “Pick one, the gun is faster to recharge but weaker, and the shotgun makes more damage but the kickback is stronger”
“Is this really necessary?” Finn said, picking the shotgun again, just like the night before “I mean, yeah, I thought it might be a scary to go outside when there’s no one around and maybe wild animals could come to stay at the city or something, but… guns, really?”
“We don’t know, but whatever happened to Lauren’s mom might have happened to someone else, and if that’s the case… I don’t think they’ll stop until they are dead” Puck said, standing up. “If you see someone acting weird you shoot to the heart or the head, but you don’t stay still waiting for something to happen. You shoot to kill”
“What if it’s a friend?” Rachel asked, voicing the question that they all feared.
“I don’t know”
Part XI
In the end they left soon after that, all of them, as Kurt managed to jumpstart a car that had been abandoned in the streets and Rachel insisted that they were going to try and find some of their friends too.
They decided to let Finn and Rachel in charge of Tina, Mike, Santana and Artie, who were the ones that lived closer to her house and, really, the only ones she knew where they lived. Kurt was driving to Quinn and Britt’s houses and Sam’s motel. If they managed to find him they’ll convince him to go with them, with or without his siblings. Heck, Kurt could even drive around town looking for them if he wanted, but he didn’t stand the thought that there was someone who they knew was alive but was wandering around defenseless.
They went to Quinn’s house first, mostly because it was the first on the way, but really, they were all pretty far from each other or as far as you can get in city like Lima.
The house was small, as it was only Quinn and her mom who lived there, so they only needed a few minutes to realize it was empty. There was a lot of blood in the backyard, but no sign of a struggle or fight. Just… blood.
Out of instinct Puck searched inside the kitchen, looking around cabinets and the fridge.
“Kurt, take a look at this” he said, opening the door.
The inside was empty, there were a couple of bottles and empty Tupperware containers, but all the food was gone.
“You think they got the munchies too?” Puck asked, looking at a ball of waxed paper that once had butter.
“I really hope not, but she is obviously not here. Let’s go look for Britt” Kurt said, closing the door and wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. The blood on the kitchen floor made him nauseous.
They got inside the car in silence and drove in silence. They looked at the streets, the trees, the snow, the blood; there were some fires in this neighborhood too, but neither felt like going to check on those. It took about 6 minutes to get there and neither of them spoke, as if they were somehow making a minute of silence for Quinn.
It felt like it; like they had lost hope as soon as they took a look on the fridge to find it empty.
Britt’s house was… not exactly lively but obviously not uninhabited. Someone was sitting on the floor in the front door, a blond girl.
“It’s Britt!” he exclaimed, parking and getting out of the car without thinking. Puck was after him, a bit slower and always carrying his gun, but obviously happy.
“Hey, Kurt, you are here too!” she said, looking happy to see them.
“Are you ok?” Kurt asked, coming to the girl and hugging her tight.
“I’m ok. Just… my family said they were going to get more food but they haven’t come back yet and I’m hungry” she said, shrugging.
“When was that, Britt?” Kurt said, tensing in her arms and stepping back a little.
“Yesterday” she answered, going inside the house. It looked fine, a bit messy, but without blood at least. “I tried to cook something, but there was nothing to cook with, so Lord Tubbington went to find my mom, but he never came back. Charity went to look for him, and didn’t came back either”
“So you’ve stayed all alone here all weekend?” Kurt asked, noticing that the kitchen looked empty of food.
“No. Just yesterday, you two are here today” she said with a smile.
“Britt, have you seen anyone else?” Puck asked, looking around and pocketing the gun he had picked up when he got out of the car.
“I saw Sam going back to his motel with Stacy and Stevie this morning” she said while going to her room and getting a bag that was obviously previously prepared. “I was trying to break into Sportscasters to steal their cocktail olives and he said that we were going to meet at your house”
“And you were prepared for us to come?” Puck said with an odd smile.
“I don’t know how to get to your house, but I figured that if we were going to meet there at some point you’d come to get me” she said, shrugging.
“Yeah, we are going to go see if Sam is at the motel too now, so hop in to the car” Kurt said, smiling at the girl. He was used to her weird antics and half the time he found them tiring and the other half he found them endearing, right now he was so happy she was alive that it was one of the last ones.
Author:Narya
Rating:NC 17
Character(s)/Pairing(s):Kurt Hummel, Noah Puckerman, Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry, Burt Hummel / Puckurt, some bits of Klaine.
Genre:AU, drama, suspence, romance, gore
Warning:Character Deaths, violence, explicit sex, gore, zombies
Spoilers:Season 2
Disclaimer:I own nothing but my computer, not the glee, not the characters, not even the zombies.
Author Notes:This is a WIP, consisting of drablle-like chapters, can be found on my Lj, AO3 and Tumblr. So I'll give links to each. Also, english is not my first language so there might be some mistakes.
Summary:After a snow storm Kurt discovers that things have changed in Lima, everyone seems to have disappeared and there are dead bodies everywhere. When things start to clear out he will realize that the need to survive changes everything.
Word Count: 1448
( The Hunger at
Narya) / The Hunger Fic on Tumblr
Previous Parts Prologue & Part I / II & III / IV & V / VI & VII / VIII & IX
Part X
After a quick stop to a desolate pharmacy where Kurt would be embarrassed to say that he took more than they needed right then (you never know, maybe it would be useful in the future). They drove to Puck’s house and left the girl in Leroy’s charge, who said he’d fix that ankle in no time while Hiram’s fixed her something to eat.
With a serious look at the older couple Puck said there was something they had to talk with Finn and Rachel and went to the place where the girl had left all the guns saying it was too dangerous to leave them around.
Their friends were in the backyard, Rachel singing something while Finn tried to drum a base on different surfaces. They were having a good time, but they didn’t shine with joy as they always did and that was obvious to Kurt. This situation was taking a toll on everyone one, not just himself.
“Guys, look, we want to talk with you about something important” Puck said, sitting in the grass and motioning to them to get closer.
Finn and Rachel left immediately what they were doing before and went to sit next to him. Kurt just didn’t want to deal with all the havoc his words were going to bring, so he stayed by the door and looked out to the sky. The clouds were getting darker and the air was less chilled than before. Maybe, if they were lucky, it would rain and wash away the snow and blood from the streets.
“Last night, when we found Mr. Jones body, there was something we didn’t tell you…” Puck started, looking really uncomfortable. “There was something there that dragged him. It had weird eyes, like a cat, and it was way bigger than a dog. We really don’t know what it was but it dragged the body way too easy”
Finn looked green and Rachel looked like she wanted to ask something, but Puck just held his hand in front of him to stop her.
“I don’t really think you’ve gone into other people’s houses but I can tell you, they are wreck. Blood everywhere and, at least at Lauren’s it seemed like something was dragged away” Puck continued, looking at Kurt for confirmation. He nodded, but didn’t really want to talk about it, so he stayed silent. “We really don’t want to scare you more than you should be, but it would be best if you went everywhere together and each of you carried a gun. Just in case”
“Carry a gun? But I don’t even know how to use one, not to mention how dangerous they are!” Rachel complained.
“Well, you learn then. But, believe me, if whatever it is out there is as out for blood as we think it is, you’ll want to be able to defend yourself” Kurt said, completely serious. “Most probable think is that it’s stronger than ordinary and apparently likes to eat meat, be it human or not”
“They eat human meat?” Rachel said, going completely green. No surprise there, she barely tolerated the idea of eating meat altogether, eating humans would be the double the gross for her than it was for them.
“Lauren’s mom ate her father and tried to eat her, so I think that whatever this craziness is too dangerous to be worrying about morals” Puck said, shrugging and handing them the gun and shotgun they had took from the storeroom. “Pick one, the gun is faster to recharge but weaker, and the shotgun makes more damage but the kickback is stronger”
“Is this really necessary?” Finn said, picking the shotgun again, just like the night before “I mean, yeah, I thought it might be a scary to go outside when there’s no one around and maybe wild animals could come to stay at the city or something, but… guns, really?”
“We don’t know, but whatever happened to Lauren’s mom might have happened to someone else, and if that’s the case… I don’t think they’ll stop until they are dead” Puck said, standing up. “If you see someone acting weird you shoot to the heart or the head, but you don’t stay still waiting for something to happen. You shoot to kill”
“What if it’s a friend?” Rachel asked, voicing the question that they all feared.
“I don’t know”
Part XI
In the end they left soon after that, all of them, as Kurt managed to jumpstart a car that had been abandoned in the streets and Rachel insisted that they were going to try and find some of their friends too.
They decided to let Finn and Rachel in charge of Tina, Mike, Santana and Artie, who were the ones that lived closer to her house and, really, the only ones she knew where they lived. Kurt was driving to Quinn and Britt’s houses and Sam’s motel. If they managed to find him they’ll convince him to go with them, with or without his siblings. Heck, Kurt could even drive around town looking for them if he wanted, but he didn’t stand the thought that there was someone who they knew was alive but was wandering around defenseless.
They went to Quinn’s house first, mostly because it was the first on the way, but really, they were all pretty far from each other or as far as you can get in city like Lima.
The house was small, as it was only Quinn and her mom who lived there, so they only needed a few minutes to realize it was empty. There was a lot of blood in the backyard, but no sign of a struggle or fight. Just… blood.
Out of instinct Puck searched inside the kitchen, looking around cabinets and the fridge.
“Kurt, take a look at this” he said, opening the door.
The inside was empty, there were a couple of bottles and empty Tupperware containers, but all the food was gone.
“You think they got the munchies too?” Puck asked, looking at a ball of waxed paper that once had butter.
“I really hope not, but she is obviously not here. Let’s go look for Britt” Kurt said, closing the door and wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. The blood on the kitchen floor made him nauseous.
They got inside the car in silence and drove in silence. They looked at the streets, the trees, the snow, the blood; there were some fires in this neighborhood too, but neither felt like going to check on those. It took about 6 minutes to get there and neither of them spoke, as if they were somehow making a minute of silence for Quinn.
It felt like it; like they had lost hope as soon as they took a look on the fridge to find it empty.
Britt’s house was… not exactly lively but obviously not uninhabited. Someone was sitting on the floor in the front door, a blond girl.
“It’s Britt!” he exclaimed, parking and getting out of the car without thinking. Puck was after him, a bit slower and always carrying his gun, but obviously happy.
“Hey, Kurt, you are here too!” she said, looking happy to see them.
“Are you ok?” Kurt asked, coming to the girl and hugging her tight.
“I’m ok. Just… my family said they were going to get more food but they haven’t come back yet and I’m hungry” she said, shrugging.
“When was that, Britt?” Kurt said, tensing in her arms and stepping back a little.
“Yesterday” she answered, going inside the house. It looked fine, a bit messy, but without blood at least. “I tried to cook something, but there was nothing to cook with, so Lord Tubbington went to find my mom, but he never came back. Charity went to look for him, and didn’t came back either”
“So you’ve stayed all alone here all weekend?” Kurt asked, noticing that the kitchen looked empty of food.
“No. Just yesterday, you two are here today” she said with a smile.
“Britt, have you seen anyone else?” Puck asked, looking around and pocketing the gun he had picked up when he got out of the car.
“I saw Sam going back to his motel with Stacy and Stevie this morning” she said while going to her room and getting a bag that was obviously previously prepared. “I was trying to break into Sportscasters to steal their cocktail olives and he said that we were going to meet at your house”
“And you were prepared for us to come?” Puck said with an odd smile.
“I don’t know how to get to your house, but I figured that if we were going to meet there at some point you’d come to get me” she said, shrugging.
“Yeah, we are going to go see if Sam is at the motel too now, so hop in to the car” Kurt said, smiling at the girl. He was used to her weird antics and half the time he found them tiring and the other half he found them endearing, right now he was so happy she was alive that it was one of the last ones.