The Hunger Part XXVI
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. Also, chapters are getting a bit longer.
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: ~1400
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Part XXVI
They could see the way the eyes reflected the light from the window and how they seemed to be trying to avoid the light from their flashlights as if it could burn them. They could hear their growls and hisses, but mostly, when Puck tried to get a bit closer, he could see that they were just human, about seven of them, but humans. Sure, they looked crazed, but it was just nurses, doctors, and patients, that had the bad luck of being there in that hospital when this thing happened. They weren’t guilty of anything.
“They are dangerous, Puck” Kurt hissed, taking his elbow and dragging him back to darkness.
“Yeah, but they are blinded. I don’t think they are going to be walking past that window anytime soon” he whispered back, shrugging a little. Truth was he was really curious about them. How did this infection, virus, whatever, worked, how it took hold of its victims and how long it took to absorb the infected completely… was there any way to neutralize it?
“It should take about thirty minutes until the sun starts setting, Noah” Rachel said, looking at her cellphone and looking completely scared. Sure, no one had signal of any kind, but at least they could work like clocks for a while.
“I think we should go back to where we came from, close the door and lock it again. I don’t want to be here when they are able to cross the light” Finn said, voicing the thoughts of most of them.
Puck couldn’t help but do what everyone wanted, looking back with curiosity but knowing that what he had done had been dangerous not only to himself, but to the group as a whole. Besides, he really had to start remembering that those things weren’t tame, they could turn angry and vicious at any point like how it had happened with Stanley, and he didn’t want to die like that. Not bitten by a lot of rotting corpses. No, someone as badass as himself, was going to die as he should: fighting.
When they went through the door he held it closed for Kurt while the guy picked the door closed, and jammed behind it some kind of metallic table from one of the operating rooms, taking care of not touching any part of the blood with his own hands but his jacket, he had had enough blood on him for the day, thank you very much.
“Seems like all the fucking furniture has wheels in here, the only thing I could get without them was this table, and if those guys decide to get out it’s not going to hold for too long” he said, voicing their fears.
Having decided that they had seen enough of that floor and they really didn’t want to go check what was behind the zombies, they started climbing the stairs to the last floor, but knowing what they were leaving behind they couldn’t help but be almost as cautious of their backs as they were of their fronts, and that didn’t help any to their heart rates.
They hurried.
They started walking faster, checking behind counters while walking instead of stopping to take a look, and not really bothering to check in every room and bathroom, just taking a look at the room was enough to know if it was empty or not. They all were empty, except for one that was closed but in which they could see the shadow of someone peeking through the blinds.
Finn made a shushing motion with one finger and they started walking towards the room in silence, always looking back, but a bit more cautious of what was going on ahead.
He immediately remembered Stanley and wondered for a while if it was going to be another kid, or someone who had been in the middle of a surgery…
Then, the blinds closed and they could hear the door locking.
Whatever it was behind the door was sane enough to know not to trust some guys with guns, maybe it was a survivor, Puck thought.
“Hey, you there, are you ok?” he asked, even if Rachel was looking at him like he was crazy.
“Who are you?” the tiny voice of a woman asked from inside the room.
“We are students; we are going around looking for survivors and stuff. Are you alright?” he asked again.
“Yeah, I guess I am”
“You don’t know?”
“I’m just hungry”
Kurt took a full step back then and it was enough for him to spring into action, gripping his gun a bit more tightly and pushing himself in front of the guy, because he just didn’t seem to be in any condition to fire now. Instinctively Puck knew that if it came to it Kurt would be too shocked to react to any kind of danger, after Stanley he couldn’t really blame him, so it was his chance to protect him now and he wasn’t going to miss it.
“I’m not one of those zombies, ok?” the voice from the inside said, as if the reaction she got was clear enough. “I just haven’t eaten since Friday”
“What happened Friday, do you know? Why are all the people like that?” Rachel asked, trying to see what was behind the blinds and giving a step back after a while, shocked.
“There was this awesome smell, it was… like the best meal you’ve ever eaten. Salty and sweet, bitter and just a touch of acid, but so sweet and tasty… I had to put the oxygen mask on so I didn’t get too hungry. I’m on a diet, you see, I’m too fat. That smell was going to screw me up if I ended eating out of schedule” the woman said.
“What about the rest of the people in the hospital?” Finn asked.
“Well, the patients, nurses and doctors started eating obscene amounts of stuff, they were always hungry. I think the kitchens and vending machines ran out of stuff around 2 am. I even heard that there was a doctor that tried to eat a patient in the middle of surgery” she said. Kurt gripped Puck’s arm so tightly that the mohawked boy knew he was going to have a bruise there. “Around 4 most of them had left the building I think. I saw them walk away from my window”
“Most of them?”
“There were a few that were all zombie-like. Those stayed, they get out at night”
“Why didn’t you leave?”
“I’m too weak to move, my legs can’t support my fat ass” she said, with an ironic laugh.
Rachel whispered something to Finn, and the guy cringed. Puck was about to ask what it was when shooting was heard from the floors below them.
And then he realized for the first time that the half hour that Rachel said it would take for the sun to set was already over and the hospital was covered in orange and reds lines. The blood was glistening with the new light and more than any other time it seemed like things were going to get awful quickly.
A door at the end of the hallway started shaking and they aimed their guns at it without really thinking.
“Go away, run” the woman in the room said.
“What about you?”
“Just leave me here, I’ve survived till now and I would be a burden for you” she said, with a voice that radiated sincerity.
“What’s your name?” Kurt asked.
“Lila”
“Goodbye, Lila, and good luck” he said, before grabbing Puck’s arm and hurrying them to the stairs hallway.