yue_akuma | [Fic] The Walking Death

I was in a need of horror and disturbing things. In the french fanfics comms and forums, I'm well known for being good at this genre. It's a shame I never wrote some in English before. Well, now it's done. Enjoy! ;)

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The Walking Death : Prologue
OT5 for now
R
Warnings for this part : disturbing imagery, violence, dark themes.
Genre : horror, supernatural
Summary : Yoochun is telling a story. The story of how they ended up in a dead city, fighting for their lives.
NB : thanks my awesome 3ternallove for the beta-reading. This part is a song-fic based on "The Walking Dead" by Zebrahead.

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What the hell happened already? Nobody knew, nobody cared. Everybody was running around, trying to find somewhere to hide— somewhere they would feel safe.
Safe was a rather random data this day.
You bet it was. It almost was an non-existent data in fact. It was the end of the day, and the light already began to get consumed by the darkness. It was so strange, almost ethereal, but frightening at the same time.
You mean it was friggin' scary!
In a way, yes. But no one was looking at the sky anyway, and no one cared about the light of the fading day. They just ran around randomly.

I'd rather be dead than to live like this
Than to just exist a hand and no fist
See the walking dead around me
Waking up and breaking down before my eyes

A guy saw something that made him scream, and a guy next to the first guy, hearing the scream, turned and saw what made the first guy scream, and here we go with the third guy, the fourth, and so on...
You get confusing when you explain it this way hyung, seriously.
How do you want me to explain this? The hysteria went on louder and louder, and soon the entire street was screaming in pure horror, even those who didn't knew why they were screaming.
Damn, there were plenty of those. It seems like it was the new fashion to scream.
Hell yeah. I remember thinking we were the only sane people left in this area. At least we weren't yelling like hell was unleashing on the city. Maybe we should have run, but we didn't.

Rather be dead, rather shoot and miss
Rather die for a kiss than to live like this
Hear the walking dead surround me
Giving in and giving up because

After about, what, ten minutes? We began to be afraid. Because whatever they saw, it must have been something fucking scary. As far as we knew, it wasn't only here that this happened.
It was like the whole country was screaming at the same time, I thought we would become crazy just hearing them yell.
We could have turned crazy this day. And most of all when Yunho got on the top of this red car to see what the hell was happening. He turned white in a matter of seconds; I thought he was going to pass out.
I didn't, in fact I stayed weirdly calm.
Hell, you even told us to come and see for ourselves! We got onto various cars, I remember being on a Lexus, and we watched. We looked at each other but all of a sudden, Jae shrieked and I thought he was going to turn as a yelling one too, but he didn't.
Nope, I managed to control myself.
Yeah, you did. Then I turned to watch Min only to see him as still and as pale as a statue.
How did you know I wasn't one?
Your hair moved with the wind. This was beautiful but frightening in a way I couldn't explain. And then I looked at Junsu, who was still searching for his glasses in his bag; and once he put them on and watched, he literally flailed and nearly fell off the car's rooftop.
Damn, I was so surprised!
We all were. I remembered that we all looked at each other’s eyes in order to decipher our thoughts and our next trail of action. We weren't telepaths, but we understood each other without talking.

We're all doing fine
And we're falling fast behind
I don't think we'll be the same again
We're losing our minds
We're all doing fine
Is there anyplace to hide?
I don't think we'll be the same again
We're losing
We're losing our minds
We walk tonight

We had to run like they did— like the people around us did. We got off the cars' rooftops, and then we entered the first place we met: our hotel. There Min told us he would go to the kitchen to get some food so we would be okay, and Jae went with him.
Hey, I had a pretty good idea back then!
Hell yeah, thanks to you we stayed alive for a week and even almost two. Well, thanks to Yunho's idea too.
Ah, finally, someone says it!
Taking the fire axe was a pretty good idea, same as taking the cop's gun. Why the hell was he dead already?
He wasn't dead. Someone pushed him, and his head hit a wall. He was in comatose in fact.
Well he never got up anyway, and his gun was very useful. The screaming was less present, less loud, and people were running out of the hotel. They wanted to get out of the city. We had all that we wanted for us.
And then you told us that we had time to look in the other clients' bedrooms.
And it was a good idea, wasn't it? I mean, we got medical things, some more knives, clothes, money, and we helped that poor lady who was looking for her husband.
You think they're still alive?
Who knows? I mean they were in pretty good shape, maybe they managed to get out of the city before it was too late. Maybe we should have done the same. But we couldn't.

I'd rather be dead than to have no hope inside
Watch my will bleed away and my soul divide
Feel the walking dead around me
Getting closer moving farther from the light

We couldn't, because we didn't know what to do, because we didn't really think about it, and because Su was wounded.
Fucking glass was too damn sharp.
Yeah, it almost cut your arm. Damn, you scared the hell out of us. If things weren't bad enough, you had to trip and fall just to blow the window into pieces! If Min wouldn't have caught you, you would have fallen for almost twenty floors!
Hey, do you really think I did it on purpose?
No, of course I know you didn't. But you should have been more careful. Putting you up in the room again wasn't easy, and because of the glass you almost lost an arm. No to mention Yunho's face, now look, his scars are wider than before! He looks like the future Peter Petrelli in Heroes!
Oh, come on, don't blame the dolphin for everything. I had to be more careful myself, and my scars aren't this wide, seriously.
Right, maybe not. Anyway, after doing what we could for Su's arm, we went to our room and locked it from the inside, after having closed and locked all the over rooms, well the one that were empty. There was ten rooms on this floor, the twenty-first, and there were also two other rooms with people in it. One with a couple of Americans, and the other one with a single man, from Japan I think, he was weird. We should have killed him the first time we met him.

I'd rather be dead, stay alive to find
Somewhere I belong, someone to call mine
See the walking dead surround me
See the life and see the death and now

We've been in our room for three days, and then we proceeded on taking the whole floor for us, step by step. The American couple left after a few days, so they weren't really a problem. The Japanese guy simply disappeared. Then we saw him a month later, on the roof of the hotel, but that's another story.
That's almost the end of the story actually.
Yup, you're right. Anyway, more than a week after we took over the entire floor, we decided to clear all floors to the first. To be sure there wasn't anything or anybody else, you know, just in case. It took us another week, with no real incident to take note of.
Except with the kid and his mom.
Oh, yeah, they were at the eleventh floor if I remember well. They were so hungry they even ate their dog.
Ew, gross.
Well, after more than a week, I think the fact of survival took over your brain. We wanted to take them down on the ground floor, to feed them, but the mother didn't want to. After a day, she began to get hysterical. After two days, she was screaming that we were perverts and that we wanted to kill her son, and she jumped by the window, with her kid. No need to say that they're dead— poor kid.

Reach out
I never get it
It's just out of reach and
I watch it slipping away
Reach out
Just forget it
It's never good enough
It's never going to be the same

A few days after having said area cleared up, we heard noises on the roof. And then there were those things coming down from the last floor.
That's what made us want to go up and see.
What made YOU want to go up and see, Yunho. You were going all kamikaze those days. We followed you because we didn't want you to be hurt or whatever. You should thank God that we did follow you by the way. You could be dead right now.
I know, I know. We could’ve all died actually. We're a bunch of stupid Koreans.
That we are, but I think we were too dense to really care. But, hey, we were able to do it right? Even if now we're stuck in here. In a dead city, with those things outside.

TBC. GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE.