Futuristic BioGenesis Safe House: Surviving the Post-Apocalypse.

[RainbowWave]

The same stranger that saved his life and fixed his cuts answered, her voice being backed up by her appearance seconds later.


"Timmy," she gasped, walking closer to him, looking down at his hand.


It was for sure broken, swollen. "What happened?" she said, setting the kit back down on the ground, taking his hand in hers, looking down at the injury. "The knuckles, they're all beyond repair, with the supplies I have right now. I can fix the wrist, though, and give you something for the pain." She said, touching the skin gently.


"Its not my hand that im worried about.....i have supplies, enough medicine for a group of 20, and i have a weeks worth of food for the same amount of people. We need to get there. We need your help." Timmys voice was gently, but his tone was rough and forced through gritted teeth.

 

[Daeya]

Looking up from his hand, she raised a curious brow. "What kind of people? And why would you want me? God, I was just unconscious for at least an hour- I shouldn't be doing anything but staying here," Cally went on and on, listing the reasons of why she shouldn't go. "But I will, if you let the remaining population of the House come with us. Me, Skye, everyone. Even Asher, Noctis, and Indie." She said, looking at him daringly.


"But you won't be any use, with a hand in the condition of yours," she pondered looking down at it. She could tell, he was in a state of pain. "At least, tie this around your wrist. Keep it straight, and don't move it at all." Quickly she pulled off her sweater, revealing a camisole. She handed the sweater to him, and hugged her bare shoulders.

 

[RainbowWave]

Looking up from his hand, she raised a curious brow. "What kind of people? And why would you want me? God, I was just unconscious for at least an hour- I shouldn't be doing anything but staying here," Cally went on and on, listing the reasons of why she shouldn't go. "But I will, if you let the remaining population of the House come with us. Me, Skye, everyone. Even Asher, Noctis, and Indie." She said, looking at him daringly.


"But you won't be any use, with a hand in the condition of yours," she pondered looking down at it. She could tell, he was in a state of pain. "At least, tie this around your wrist. Keep it straight, and don't move it at all." Quickly she pulled off her sweater, revealing a camisole. She handed the sweater to him, and hugged her bare shoulders.


Timmy took the sweater, and looked to the women with a puzzled expansion. His face haled small dirt patches, and his cuts still covered his tan face.


"Thank you, but i do not know how to tie it, would you be as kind as to do it for me?"


Timmy extended his arm, and haled the sweater out to the women.


"What's your name? This is lucky, my pet. Also the place we will be going wont be filled lively people, but all dieing and sickly. i stumbled upon them before arriving here, they offered me there last supplies, so a large group of people isn't a necessity, but if its a must, then i accept it." Timmys face haled a small smile, his voice sweet and gentle, but still holding its touch of deepness.

 

[Daeya]

Looking back down at him, she looked at the stitches she had done before. "Looks like you are healing nicely," she started, and took the sweater back into her hands, and rolled it around his forearm gently, starting at the middle of the shaft, then twisting all the way up to his fractured knuckles. Finally, she tied it off.


"I'll have to check every hour or so for numbness, loss of color, pain, dadadaaa."


When he asked for her name, her face twisted in her best smile. "I," she started, picking up her medical kit, and pulled out an ibuprofen pill, the only one, and handed it to him. "am Callassandra Harris, but everyone I know and once knew calls me Cally." Pulling a strand of wet hair out of her face, she looked over at the wolf he had brought along with him.


"Hello," she said, rubbing the animal's neck.

 

[RainbowWave]

Looking back down at him, she looked at the stitches she had done before. "Looks like you are healing nicely," she started, and took the sweater back into her hands, and rolled it around his forearm gently, starting at the middle of the shaft, then twisting all the way up to his fractured knuckles. Finally, she tied it off. "I," Started the stranger, her hands picking up the medical kit, and pulling out a ibuprofen. She handed it to Timmy and went on, "am Callassandra Harris, but everyone I know and once knew calls me Cally."


"It's nice to meet you cally, and thank you." Timmy threw the pill in his mouth, swallowing its seconds later. Cally pulled a wet strand of hair out of her face, and looked to lucky,


"Hello," replied Cally, her hands rubbing lucky's neck.


"Bark!" erupted lucky, his tail swinging from side to side.


"We should go, ready everyone, we don't have much time before the grimes find the supplies." Timmy looked to the Callys face, his blue eyes like orbs, showing massive amounts of sadness and fear.

 

[SilverCaress]

Jumping at Cally's quick reaction, she tried to calm her down, but before she could do anything, or even think to respond, screaming was heard. So much was happening at once, she looked at Timmy's hands, they were broken. She stood slowly, covering her mouth. It reminded her of the crash, the one which killed her sister.

 

[SliverOfHope]

Mel winced a bit as her wound was tended to by Takai, his hands surprisingly gentle in their movements. While she knew that he was a good man, even if he acted as if he wasn't, it was still a shock for him to willingly help out. As he pat tenderly at the wounded flesh, doing his best to get as much of the blood as he could, Mel listened rather intently to the words he was saying. She found it a bit comforting that he was trying to reassure her in some way and she wanted to show him her appreciation but refrained from doing so. Something told her he's rather have her just say nothing.


After Takai had wondered off to go and help Jaden, Mel slowly walked over to Chana, doing her best to continue to keep the bile back down. Moving in any way seemed to make her vision swim before her eyes and twist her stomach into knots making the girl vaguely wonder if she did have a small concussion.


Well, I'm not that tired. Maybe I'm just a bit disoriented still?





Mel ignored the thoughts and continued to travel over to Chana, watching as a grimace of pain flashed across the woman's features. Her eyes traveled down to where the blood was along Chana's torso, worry now building through Mel's eyes. Was that another wound?


As soon as Mel was close enough to Chana for their arms to be practically touching, she leaned in and whispered lowly, not wanting anyone else to overhear. "Don't think I don't see the other wound. It seems to be quite bad; When we get back I'm going to look at it whether you like it or not, okay?" The brunette knew right away that it must be something more than just an injury for Chana to not tell anyone about it and, one way or another, Mel was going to have a look. No matter what was wrong, the wound had to be treated and she doubted Chana could do it all on her own.

 

[PKCV2]

Darkness...he could only see darkness. Panic filled his chest. Thoughts of death flooded his mind as he started pushing on the barrier of darkness that surrounded him. The barrier gave way easily and ruined buildings made themselves prominent.


Oh right...damn.





Delsin's memories came back. He was just sleeping and that barrier of darkness was just a pile of bodies he decided to sleep under, thought it would keep him safe...looks like it did. As he slowly rose to his feet his knees creaked.


Getting old for this crap. Wait no...I'm only in my twenties...or was it thirties?





Time no longer had meaning in this screwed up world. Gathering his rifle, knife, and backpack he set off down the road keeping low and quiet. He was starting to lose hope, he searched the city day in and day out, only stopping when he was hungry or needed sleep, he needed to restock on supples soon but every building he checked was picked clean, that or he just wasn't that good at looting.


After what seemed like an eternity he came upon an institute of sorts, one he'd seen for the first time...and the gates were open! Cautiously he stepped through the opening, gun raised. Not bothering to check any farther than the gates he gently closed the gates behind him, not locking it, just closing. Hopefully nobody was around, he was just too tired to move for the day so he sat on the ground, back against the brick wall, and quickly dozed off, rifle in both hands.

 

[Daeya]

Nodding, Cally went back and told everyone she could find, what she knew, "Someone found a group of sickly people, and some supplies. We need to get over there, and help." Then, she went back to the front hall, joining with Skye. "They should be following soon," she said, trying to calm down and focus. Grabbing Skye's hand in case she would go dreamlike again, she said to Timmy,


"We should get going, it's going to be daylight soon and that's prime looter time."


Quickly, she checked her satchel, which held her .22, along with extra ammo and a few medical supplies, plus two expired energy bars. Closing the latch on it, she walked out of the doors, which lead her into erupting daylight, the sky painted in hues of gold and reds, clouds reflecting the light.


"It looks like it might rain," she said, observing that the clouds were heavy and grey.

 

[Ashmorne]

Chana threw a glance over at Colton, who was picking through the dead bodies.


"Hey, Doc? Sorry for throwing a knife at you. Wasn't thinking straight. But in my defense, I was a little busy," she said with a nervous laugh. "Anyway. Thank you for your help. Truly. From one survivor to another. It's a good thing we ran into you,"


Smiling a bit, she turned her attention back to Mel. Her face had been dazed, pained before, a grimace twisting it. But now the girl had appeared very close to her side, her eyes on the bloody side of Chana's shirt. Chana blinked, slightly surprised.


"Don't think I don't see the other wound. It seems to be quite bad; When we get back I'm going to look at it whether you like it or not, okay?"


Mel's words caused Chana to touch her fingers to her forehead, flicking her bangs out of her face. A low sigh escaped her lips as she turned her eyes skyward. She glanced around the group quickly, trying to gauge if anyone had her what Mel said. Chana would do a lot of things, but she would not want to speak about her past. Not now. She debated refusing Mel, treating it herself. On cue, a wave of pain shuddered through her side, reminding her of the expanse of open skin on torso. She shut her eyes for a moment. Mel was right. She couldn't take care of it on her own. But it had been years since Chana had relied on anyone but herself. It would take some getting used to. She fixed her gaze back to the Mel, feeling sort of sisterly towards the younger girl. She spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.


"Fine. Alright. But once we're back. And only if you let me take a look at the cut on your head,"


She spoke quickly and softly, hoping no one had overheard.

~~~

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Asher stumbled around, dragging Cally's teddy bear tightly in his arms. When would his sister be home? The thought made him want to throw up. What if she died. Asher plopped on the floor in a hallway, hugging the bear to his chest. He didn't want to be by himself.


He wanted to see his sister.


Taking a breath to fill his tiny lungs, he began to yell.


"Hello?! Hell-LLO?!" his voice hurt. But he hoped someone would come.

 

[Daeya]

Right before she was about to leave, Cally heard a weak voice through a cracked window. "Oh shoot," she started, running back inside. "Asher?" She yelled, her voice echoing throughout the estate.


Turning into the hallway, she saw him sitting on the floor, hugging the bear. "Hey, buddy," she said, squatting down on the floor with him.


"Are you up for an adventure?" she said, raising an eyebrow. Smiling, she took his tiny palm in hers and lead him to the door, where the rest of the group that was coming stood. "Hold on," she said, grabbing a scrap piece of paper from a label, and took a charred stick from the now empty fireplace, sharpened it to the best of her ability with her knife, writing:


Went out to go get supplies and help people. Asher is with us, and he'll be alright. -C





She stuck it in between the inside and outside of the door, and walked out to the outside estate, holding Asher close by.


"Now we can leave,"

 

[Saturnity]

Flicking open the cylinder of his revolver, Takai checked to see his ammo count. Three bullets, and no spares left... Frowning, he turned to the others. Chana made note that everyone would be going back to the safehouse, and that she wasn't leaving anyone behind.


"So... you'd let an infected such as myself into the safehouse? Are you nuts?" His eyes were hardened, but he didn't have the same fire as he usually did when talking with the woman. With all of the fighting and running he'd done in the past day, he had little energy to be outright angry. He thought about the wound on his side.


But was he really infected? The bite was deep enough for the Compromised blood to enter his blood stream... so why did he not yet feel any symptoms?


Dammit... I don't know what to think any more... I'm too hungry and tired to be pissed off.

 

[SilverCaress]

Following Cally, she glanced back at the House, then looked up at the sky. She smiled at Asher, and ruffled his hair, "Hey, you'll see your sister soon. She's being a hero right now." Nodding, she looked back at the sky, "I wish we could see some blue. Please, tomorrow, let there be some blue." Skye sighed, the sky was rarely blue, the sun was barely there.

 

[Ashmorne]

Snapping her eyes back to Takai, Chana pursed her lips. Gripping her side, she spoke quickly.


"Yeah, I'm the crazy one. You keep calling yourself an infected. But you were bit hours ago and haven't even exhibited any symptoms," Chana spoke without hesitation, shifting from one foot to another as she tried to remove pressure from her hurt side. "Look, typically immunes are susceptible to getting infected after a direct bite. But clearly, you're fine."


Takai's voice didn't carry the usual hotheadedness that it typically did, and neither did Chana's. She was exhausted, in pain, and damn it...she was ravenous. She just wanted to see her brother safe at the house, fix her side, and eat something. She focused her eyes back on Takai and then looked at Colton and Mel.


"Please, can we just go back this time without any dramatics? I have to get back to my brother, he's probably freaking out. And, I'm starving. I can't remember the last time we ate," Chana's words were weary. "And Colton, you have yet to even see the shelter."


Touching a hand to her forehead to feel for fever, she sighed slowly. She hoped that Takai would take the hint, saving his sarcasm and remarks for later. Chana was spent in this moment. They just needed to get back. With those words, Chana spun on her heel and began to walk back, Mel close by her side.

~~~

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Asher followed Cally and Skye hesitantly. He wasn't read to say much of anything yet, so he just smiled at them weakly as he nodded to Skye. Sniffling, he shuffled as he walked close by their side. Anything was better than sitting alone at the house, with no idea where his only family was. He wiped his cheek with his sleeve quickly, and walked forward.

 

[Daeya]

Looking back down at Asher, she could see that he was still a bit hesitant. Smiling, she placed a hand on top of his wild hair, and said gently,


"I know you're worried. If my brother would be gone that long, I would be freaking out too. It's okay, it's okay to be scared. I just want you to know, that your sister would never die out there. She's too smart, too quick. You know that. You just have to tell yourself, that it will be alright. You'll see her soon."


She stroked his hair, looking out at the rising sun.


"Whenever you're ready," she said to Timmy, as she had no idea where the camp of sickly people was.

 

[NoobWriter]

They finally started to move, now is time to do a stalking job, not in the bad way he just want to know where they living.


But still Daisuke can't find a place in those survivor do they accept stranger like him? will they allow him to live with them? all this question is spining inside his head. He scratch his head and stop thinking too far, he know this people are nice people, he just need a way to persuade them to accept him as a new member, or family.

 

[Saturnity]

He hated to admit it, but the young woman was right, and confirmed suspicions that Takai had all along.


Immune... huh...


His gaze lowered, thinking quietly to himself. Just like before, when he was a child, he'd risked becoming symbol of something he didn't want to be. First it was a cure for cancer, now it seemed likely he'd represent a cure for the T103. Instead of dying, Takai was going to live, for a cause he didn't care about, to help people he didn't care to know.


Help? Is that even possible for someone like me? F*ck...


He looked back up at Chana, then to the others who he'd just fought alongside. He was used to fighting alone, and thrived on it, but if he went with these people, everything was going to change. Takai couldn't imagine the survivors would take kindly to a serial murderer, but then again, in a world without society, would it even matter to them?


"Whatever..." He said quietly in defeat, "do what you want."


His own stubborn gaze leveled with that of the stubborn young woman. She pissed him off, but he saw a spark in her that drew other people to her. Arrogance? Pride? Leadership? Takai couldn't tell, but he was curious to know.


"I can't promise that I'll stay in your little safehouse forever, but I'll go." he finished.

 

[Mack Daddy]

"The knife isn't that big of deal, Chana. It didn't end up hurting anyone, but you by distracting from the fleshy. So in a way I'm sorry."


He looked through the pack a bit more. Colton saw a small bottle of whiskey. The kind of bottles that you find in a hotel fridge. Maybe they'll have a bit more. He opens up a different pouch and there is personal medical kit or what is left it. One roll of gauze and a half used bottle of pain killers. Better than nothing.





"Before we head out, could any of you use any of this?"


Colton holds up the pills, bottle, and gauze. He knew a few of them had been injured. The less they bleed now the better chance of help back at the supposed safe house. He didn't have any need for the supplies anyways. He walked over closer to the two girls. Takai seemed immune so it doesn't seem like he needed any help. He ignored them talking for the most part. If you get caught eavesdropping on girls it is normally worse than them just talking about you. Not even that he suspected them to be talking about him.

 

[RainbowWave]

"Whenever you're ready," Cally said to Timmy, as she had no idea where the camp of sickly people was.


"The apartment of supplies is a 6 hour walk from here, if we'll lucky, it wont rain till where back." Timmy's walk was decent, the group followed close together, keeping less then half a mile between them. As the neared the outskirts of the city, Timmy stopped, covering the group behind large brushes and tress.


"It's only a mile from here, but we will have to split into two groups, A large one will only draw the attention of nearby Animals and Compromised. One group will head through the alleys, they will be with me, the other group can decide they even wanna come."

 

[Daeya]

She walked ahead, praying that it wouldn't rain. Water usually scared almost every dangerous beings out of their hiding places, leaving anyone trying to get in the way vulnerable. Keeping Asher close by, she made sure that her hand was always securely fastened around his. If anything happens to this kid, Chana would slit my throat right on the spot, Cally thought, getting extremely paranoid.


Timmy announced that there would be two groups, one slightly ahead of another. "You ready, buddy?" Cally whispered in Asher's ear, and spoke up. "I'll stay with you, Timmy. Asher's coming with me, and how about you, Skye?" She asked, turning to her. Smiling, she looked back down at Asher, then up at Timmy again. Above, the large clouds moved forward, a small roll of thunder cast out from the darkness. "Oh, shoot." she whispered, trying to stay as calm as possible.

 

[Ashmorne]

"Oh, thank you for gracing me with your presence for a little while longer," Chana said dryly. Blinking slowly and glancing at the horizon, she pulled the elastic out of her hair with her good hand, letting it tumble past her shoulders. Sighing, she felt relief. The ponytail had been giving her a head ache. She tried to move her arm as she glanced back at Takai. "But it's good. That you're coming back with us."


Chana turned her attention back to Colton, who had in turn apologized to her. She blinked, slightly confused. That was not what she was expecting. This doctor seemed like an understanding man...pretty calm and levelheaded. Shaking her head, she just smiled gently. When the doctor came closer holding potential medical supplies, Chana's hand went instinctively to protect her side. Had he heard what they were talking about? No, no, no. Trying to keep a cool face, she laughed weakly.


"Nah, doc. I think we're both fine," she said quickly as they made their way down the road, glass crunching beneath their feet. "Let's just focus on getting home."


Home. The word sounded strange even to Chana's ears. She hoped deeply that this promising new situation would result in just that...a home. She saw the safe house in the distance, and her spirits lifted. Soon she could see her brother...and get some much needed food.

~~~

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Asher looked up at Cally and nodded. He knew he probably shouldn't leave, but he didn't want to be at the safe house anymore without Chana. Glancing at Skye, he gave a small smile. He hoped that she would come with him and Cally. Asher sheepishly looked at the man named Timmy, who hadn't really noticed him. He blinked and stood by Cally's side, waiting.

 

[NoobWriter]

Daisuke followed them from behind and realize it was the same place like yesterday, does that mean this people is having a big group or survivors or some short ? If that so he need to persuade them to allow him join the group, it was his only chance to survive together. Without hesitating Daisuke came out from his hiding place and yelled "Wait!" while waving his hand in the air

 

[SilverCaress]

She nodded, "Yeah, I'll tag along. That is, if you don't mind?" She said, sheepishly. Feeling more comfortable around them now, and feeling more comfortable in general, she decided it was time to go. An extra pair of hands wouldn't hurt, and she would defend as much as she could if anything were to happen. Her fever had almost subsided, she hoped and prayed that it wouldn't come back, but for the time being, she was alright.

 

[Daeya]

Giving Skye her best smile, she said, "I'd never mind your presence, especially since Asher really likes you too," Cally pointed out, looking down at the small boy. He sure had been quiet, but Cally couldn't blame him. He had been seperated from his sisters an entire day, and most of the next.


A low rumbling was cast all over the City, bringing nothing but bad news. Moments later, a small lightning bolt touches down. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Ten seconds, divide that by five, you get 2. "That was two miles away," she said, tightening her grip on Asher's wrist.

 

[SilverCaress]

Skye smiled and relaxed into her position. That was until the thunder rumbled, she shuddered. She loved seeing the lightning, or at least, she did when she was little, but now it was just another thing to be afraid of. And she was tired of being afraid. So she puffed her chest out and almost challenged it, she didn't want to be afraid anymore.