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“Warning. Code Triage. Biohazard safety breach. Infectious patients. S-block. Lower level. Evacuate immediately. Warning. Code Triage. Biohazard safety breach. Infectious patients. S-block. Lower level. Evacuate immediately.”
“Looks like this is the end of the road, my friend.” The defeat in the Alpha’s voice gave life to the hopelessness that pounded through Valdys, as the mutations closed in on them.
Fam its literally chapter 1
The Legion soldier, Brandon, who hardly looks like a soldier anymore, with his shirt sleeves torn away and hair thick with sand, scrambles on all fours after a lizard that disappears into the cactus.
Omg not them adopting him on their mission
At only a couple of months along, my belly hasn’t yet begun to show the life growing inside of me, but I somehow feel it. As if my internal organs are shifting around to make room for my womb. A deep, cramping ache throbs in my stomach, and I clench my eyes, rubbing my hand across it, breathing through my nose while the cold and clammy sensation settles over me.
Oh NOOOO i forgot about this
“Two days of interrogations. They couldn’t kill me, of course. No one knows the computer system in that place like I do.”
“But two months is a long fucking time in that place. With God knows how many of those things. And if you did manage to get inside, what makes you think Valdys would stand to see his woman torn apart by them?”
I'm SICK
“The fate of women these days always seems to rest in the hands of men, whether we wish it that way, or not.”
“If I believed every time I was told the impossibilities, I wouldn’t be standing here now. Fate led me to you, Wren. We both stand to lose something impossible to fathom.”
“I … feel like I died with him, anyway. The freedom I have. The air I breathe. It doesn’t matter to me. None of it matters without him.”
I need to know how to open the doors to Calico.” Spinning around, he clears his throat and scans the room. “Hang on … ah, here it is.” He crosses the room, coming to a stop in front of a liquor cabinet, from where he removes a decanter and pours amber fluid into a glass. “Anyone else need a drink?” Tipping it back, he doesn’t let a drop go to waste before filling the glass again. “Sorry, I just …. I thought I heard you say you wanted to break into Calico.”
“It’s important to remember … these aren’t mindless killing machines. They may not have the capacity for logic, but they understand vengeance.”
“I just need to stay focused on getting out of here. Starting a family with you, without these bastards continually interfering. Christ, I thought we eliminated the threats in our lives, but they just keep on coming back like a fucking nightmare.”
He’d distract me with some benign conversation about the trees, or the sky, or someone we encountered in our travels that day. Conversations I found irritating at the time, but what I wouldn’t give to hear them again now. His mind was always troubled, always searching for distraction, but in those moments, he put his own preoccupations aside. For me. To be there for me, the only way he could. I hope the pill he swallowed finally brought him peace.
Yet, we carry on, with bruised hearts and torn skin, because we love, and that’s what gives us purpose. Air gives us breath. Food gives us strength. And love gives us hope. In a world of monsters, love makes us human.
I hope you enjoyed this story.
It gave me nightmares, Keri
