The Hunger Part XXVII
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, infidelity
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 drable-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: ~1200
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Previous Parts Masterlist
Part XXVII
“We are just going to leave her there?” Rachel asked, completely outraged.
“If that’s what she wants I’m not going to say otherwise. We are going to have enough trouble keeping each other alive, we don’t need people we don’t know to worry about too” Kurt deadpanned, and frankly Puck kind of agreed with him.
“She was sick, she could die there” the girl continued.
“If she was sick, then she is going to die in there or here with us” Kurt said, sharply. “Besides, if she really can’t walk what are we going to do? Have Puck and Finn carry her around while running away?”
“She must have had anorexia, she was a stick” Rachel said. “It wouldn’t have been too difficult to carry her around, as you put it”
“Well, do you want to do it? Do you really want to go down those stairs with her on your back?” Kurt said, stopping for a second to look at the girl and try to make his point. “I refuse to let us be in danger because of someone who needs intense health care that we can’t give her, and who we don’t even know. If it was one of your dads, ok, we would. But we don’t know her at all and we don’t even know if she is just hungry because of the lack of food or because she really got infected. I’m not chancing it, Rachel. I’m not chancing any of us with this” Kurt ended, looking completely serious.
The sound of the door opening just made them run without even caring about finishing the argument, as far as Puck knew it was done the minute that the danger started to get real. They hadn’t even noticed that there was a closed door, they hadn’t had the time to check that far, but now just wasn’t the time to go wondering about it.
They had to run.
They had to dodge stuff and try not to slip with the blood on the floor.
They had to keep an eye on the front and one on the back if they didn’t want something bad to happen.
They didn’t even know what they were running from, but the darkness was deeper with each minute and there wasn’t time to worry about it now. It was difficult enough to run when your pulse wasn’t steady and the flashlights never pointed in one straight path, they didn’t need doubts to trip them.
The hallways were still empty but as the stuff thrown around was more present than ever, so were the groans and hisses they could hear following them. The sound of a second set of footsteps was drowned by the sound of their hurried breath and the bounce of their feet on the linoleum.
They went down the emergency stairs, not even bothering to go back to the hallways on the fifth, they just bypassed the floor with the trapped zombies and started calling for their friends when they reached the fourth level.
From somewhere over the left they could hear Tina asking to wait, and a couple of gun shots.
… And then a cry for help.
They didn’t even doubt it before they were running to wherever they could hear the sound coming from, and found their friends and the older couple hiding behind a counter, Mike and Leroy recharging their guns while Hiram and Tina tried to clear the trash that was blocking the other exit of the counter.
There were two nurses a doctor trying to reach for them, crying out in hunger and desperate.
Puck and Kurt were a bit faster on their aiming, mostly because they had a bit more of practice, and took a couple of shots to the zombies, managing to get them in the chest and jaw without harming their friends. Those made them fall long enough for Mike and Leroy to help the other guys to clear the path while Rachel helped them from the outside. Finn was with Puck and Kurt, aiming and shooting at the zombies until they were more or less sure that there weren’t going to get up anytime soon.
“We need to get out of this building. Now” Leroy said, making them run towards the stairs again, Hiram and himself last, looking out just in case those things decided to get up again.
They lost no time going downstairs, running so fast that by the first floor they were out of breath and carrying on only on the promise that if they stopped to rest they were most likely going to die.
Not even a couple of minutes later they were in their cars, starting the ignition and driving out of there so fast that the smell of burnt tires filled them for a while. Puck, Kurt, Tina and Mike were in the Navigator, the rest in the red one that they had jumpstarted in the morning.
Puck waited no time to open his window and take his gun out; ready to kill whatever it could possibly appear on the road. Mike followed his example when he realized that people started to come out of their houses to the streets. Some of the limped, some of them run, but all of them looked crazed and all of their eyes reflected the light from the car.
They made the eight minute trip from St. Rita to Puck’s house in about twenty, that with all the car crashes around and with all the avoiding of zombies they had to do on the way. After Market Street it seemed that most of those people had decided to get out of wherever they had been hiding to start hunting. They got a respite on the area surrounding the river, but as closer as they got to the more residential parts of town, more zombies seemed to appear on their way.
“Yesterday wasn’t like this, the town was deserted!” Puck exclaimed after shooting someone he was almost sure was one of his neighbors in the leg.
“I know. I don’t think your house is safe, or anyone else’s really” Kurt said, while turning right on Mc Pheron Ave.
“Maybe whatever is infecting them takes a while to take hold?” Tina asked, while passing Mike her gun while she reloaded the other one.
“Whatever it is, I think we’ll need new headquarters come morning” Kurt said, before pulling into the driveway, close to a scary Santana and her girlfriend with the shotgun.
“First we’ll need to survive the night” Puck said before getting down from the car.
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, infidelity
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 drable-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: ~1200
( The Hunger at
Narya) / Follow The Hunger Fic on Tumblr
Previous Parts Masterlist
Part XXVII
“We are just going to leave her there?” Rachel asked, completely outraged.
“If that’s what she wants I’m not going to say otherwise. We are going to have enough trouble keeping each other alive, we don’t need people we don’t know to worry about too” Kurt deadpanned, and frankly Puck kind of agreed with him.
“She was sick, she could die there” the girl continued.
“If she was sick, then she is going to die in there or here with us” Kurt said, sharply. “Besides, if she really can’t walk what are we going to do? Have Puck and Finn carry her around while running away?”
“She must have had anorexia, she was a stick” Rachel said. “It wouldn’t have been too difficult to carry her around, as you put it”
“Well, do you want to do it? Do you really want to go down those stairs with her on your back?” Kurt said, stopping for a second to look at the girl and try to make his point. “I refuse to let us be in danger because of someone who needs intense health care that we can’t give her, and who we don’t even know. If it was one of your dads, ok, we would. But we don’t know her at all and we don’t even know if she is just hungry because of the lack of food or because she really got infected. I’m not chancing it, Rachel. I’m not chancing any of us with this” Kurt ended, looking completely serious.
The sound of the door opening just made them run without even caring about finishing the argument, as far as Puck knew it was done the minute that the danger started to get real. They hadn’t even noticed that there was a closed door, they hadn’t had the time to check that far, but now just wasn’t the time to go wondering about it.
They had to run.
They had to dodge stuff and try not to slip with the blood on the floor.
They had to keep an eye on the front and one on the back if they didn’t want something bad to happen.
They didn’t even know what they were running from, but the darkness was deeper with each minute and there wasn’t time to worry about it now. It was difficult enough to run when your pulse wasn’t steady and the flashlights never pointed in one straight path, they didn’t need doubts to trip them.
The hallways were still empty but as the stuff thrown around was more present than ever, so were the groans and hisses they could hear following them. The sound of a second set of footsteps was drowned by the sound of their hurried breath and the bounce of their feet on the linoleum.
They went down the emergency stairs, not even bothering to go back to the hallways on the fifth, they just bypassed the floor with the trapped zombies and started calling for their friends when they reached the fourth level.
From somewhere over the left they could hear Tina asking to wait, and a couple of gun shots.
… And then a cry for help.
They didn’t even doubt it before they were running to wherever they could hear the sound coming from, and found their friends and the older couple hiding behind a counter, Mike and Leroy recharging their guns while Hiram and Tina tried to clear the trash that was blocking the other exit of the counter.
There were two nurses a doctor trying to reach for them, crying out in hunger and desperate.
Puck and Kurt were a bit faster on their aiming, mostly because they had a bit more of practice, and took a couple of shots to the zombies, managing to get them in the chest and jaw without harming their friends. Those made them fall long enough for Mike and Leroy to help the other guys to clear the path while Rachel helped them from the outside. Finn was with Puck and Kurt, aiming and shooting at the zombies until they were more or less sure that there weren’t going to get up anytime soon.
“We need to get out of this building. Now” Leroy said, making them run towards the stairs again, Hiram and himself last, looking out just in case those things decided to get up again.
They lost no time going downstairs, running so fast that by the first floor they were out of breath and carrying on only on the promise that if they stopped to rest they were most likely going to die.
Not even a couple of minutes later they were in their cars, starting the ignition and driving out of there so fast that the smell of burnt tires filled them for a while. Puck, Kurt, Tina and Mike were in the Navigator, the rest in the red one that they had jumpstarted in the morning.
Puck waited no time to open his window and take his gun out; ready to kill whatever it could possibly appear on the road. Mike followed his example when he realized that people started to come out of their houses to the streets. Some of the limped, some of them run, but all of them looked crazed and all of their eyes reflected the light from the car.
They made the eight minute trip from St. Rita to Puck’s house in about twenty, that with all the car crashes around and with all the avoiding of zombies they had to do on the way. After Market Street it seemed that most of those people had decided to get out of wherever they had been hiding to start hunting. They got a respite on the area surrounding the river, but as closer as they got to the more residential parts of town, more zombies seemed to appear on their way.
“Yesterday wasn’t like this, the town was deserted!” Puck exclaimed after shooting someone he was almost sure was one of his neighbors in the leg.
“I know. I don’t think your house is safe, or anyone else’s really” Kurt said, while turning right on Mc Pheron Ave.
“Maybe whatever is infecting them takes a while to take hold?” Tina asked, while passing Mike her gun while she reloaded the other one.
“Whatever it is, I think we’ll need new headquarters come morning” Kurt said, before pulling into the driveway, close to a scary Santana and her girlfriend with the shotgun.
“First we’ll need to survive the night” Puck said before getting down from the car.