The red haired girl was theatening Andy and Ava. Andy pulled out his wand, prepared to cast a shield spell if things got messy. Ava held onto his arms. "Don't do that, Andy, y'know how much magic weakens you," Ava warned. The red haired girl seemed strangely unsurprised at Ava's choice of words, muttering something about angels and magic in one day, but Ava couldn't be sure. Andy scoffed, but he put away his wand. "It wouldn't have mattered anyway, you would've amplified it," Andy stated. "Sure, but that makes you even weaker," Ava retaliated. "Enough talk!" The red haired girl said, charging at the duo. Ava didn't see a need to pull out her horn and fight, since the red haired girl didn't have any weapons, so she simply dodged the attack. Ava figured that it'd be an easy win. They fought for a minute or so, though, throwing punches, dodging, kicking, punching, missing punches. "Where'd you learn moves like that?" Ava asked, breathing hard. "Doesn't matter. Whatever you want from me and my sister, you won't get. We don't know anything, and I'm not allowing her to be taken again," The red haired girl replied. "I'll kill you and then finish off your friend," the red haired girl was referring to Andy, who was beginning to take out what looked like a little vial. "Andy!" Ava warned, eyes widening when she saw the bottle. "I don't even know who your sister is," Andy said darkly to the red haired girl, "We were chased by zombies, we have seen the crumble of civilization, my mother is probably dead, and worst of all, I tripped in my HEELS! All we wanted to do was get away to a safe place!" Andy yelled at the red haired girl, then he threw the bottle at her feet, which exploded.
Jax had successfully made his attic into a one-man haven. Everything he needed was there to make him feel safe, and also comfortable. Luckily, the power had not been shut off yet, society had not yet completely deteriorated. He plugged up a mini fridge up there, even though his grandpa hadn't used it in years and it was really rusty, it got the job done. Any food he could spare from the actual fridge was in it, all squeezed together in order to prevent rot and food waste. Jax had also brought up an air mattress, and quite a few blankets. He had hooked up the television set, knowing that it was probably going to be his only means of keeping up with what's going on. Jax's grandfather wouldn't let him own a phone, so he couldn't call anyone unless it was with the house phone, which he had already tried quite a number of times. Every police station was down, every number he knew wouldn't pick up. Jax sighed and plopped onto a chair tiredly. He had been running around all day, not to mention that he had already been tired upon getting home because he was at the gym earlier.
"I- I uh.." Ezekiel trailed off, unable to answer Ivy's question. Not only because it was unexpected, but also because he didn't really have any hobbies. He looked away awkwardly, wondering where Ingrid was and if she was safe.
"Where's Ingrid?" Ivy asked in alarm, once she noticed her sister's absence. When Ezekiel didn't answer, Ivy began to panic. "Ingrid! Ingrid!" Ivy shouted, running toward the barred door. Ezekiel grabbed onto her, stopping Ivy in her tracks. "I don't think that Ingrid would be pleased with me if I allowed you to leav-" Ezekiel couldn't finish his sentence, for Ivy had punched him in the stomache with her mechanical arm, sending him flying backwards and crashing onto the floor with a loud thud. An explosion was heard from above, which surprised them both. This sound only made Ivy more worried, though. "Ingrid!" She shouted. Ivy didn't know the code so she simply punched the barred door with her mechanical arm. BANG BANG BANG. Punch after punch, until it broke off of it's hinges. She ran down the hallway, climbed up the ladder, and once again began to punch at the entrance to the bunker. "We don't know what's out there!" Ezekiel warned, running after Ivy. His rib cage had been broken from the punch, but already it had healed. Ivy successfully opened the hatch, and just as she was crawling through it, Ezekiel grabbed hold of her foot. He was fueled on both Ingrid's threat, and protecting Ivy from whatever explosion was heard above. Ivy's safety was the main priority, there was no way Ezekiel would allow Ivy to possibly harm herself on whatever was up there. Ivy struggled, screaming and kicking.
Ingrid ducked out of the way of the explosion, but luckily it was nothing but a smoke bomb. She coughed, her eyes started to water. Fog quickly spread through the air, it was a blue-ish color and it smelled like something sweet, something Ingrid couldn't quite put her finger on. She thought for a second that she heard her sister scream, but that couldn't be possible since the bunker was quite soundproof. Through the fog, Ingrid could no longer see the black haired and brown haired pair. "Now the... will.. looking for us!" Ingrid heard the black haired person's voice, getting farther away. She quickly followed after them. Ingrid bumped into a few trees but otherwise the fog was easy to get through. That is, until it started to become thicker. Ingrid was now going slowly through it, as if it were water. The thickness in the air was inhumanely heavy, it filled her ears, her mouth, her lungs. Ingrid began to cough violently.
"Now the zombies will come looking for us, idiot!" Ava said to Andy, both of them quickly moving away from Andy's magical murk trap. It was spreading out, quite quickly, but they stayed just out of reach of it, already knowing what it could do. "Well sorry for saving your ass!" Andy replied.
"I was handling myself perfectly well! If I had really needed to, I would've just used my horn."
"But by the time you two finished, you would've been too tired and injured to make it back to your cave."
Begore Ava could reply, a hacking cough was heard from within the murk. They both paused. The murk had stopped spreading at this point, now it was simply thickening inwards, making whatever in it stuck. "She has no air, what if she dies..?" Andy asked bashedly. Ava tsked. "Don't look at me like that! Firstly, it's the end of the world anyway so f--- humanity. Secondly, you're the one who threw the goddamn bomb!" Ava said. Andy frowned, then ran into the murk without warning. "Hey-" Ava gasped, eyes widening. She knew better than to go after him, so she just had to wait it out. Stupid Andy and his stupid morals and reckless actions!
Ava looked around and realized just how dark it was, and she soon began to shake in fear. Every twig snap or crunch of a leaf made her jump. She sat down and covered her face with her knees, closing her eyes tightly.
Jax was paying close attention to the news, not daring to change the channel. He was keeping up with the progress of the infection, which was quickly spreading, well past Jax's neighborhood. He was right in the middle of it now, a war zone. The apocalypse. Armageddon. Jax made a microwave dinner, extremely thankful that the power had not yet been deactivated. For now, atleast.
Based on the pictures on the news, the city streets were littered in blood and rotting body parts. The highways were now simply called bloodstreams, for the water that ran along the blacktop pooled it like an ocean. The cars were abandoned, like jagged rocks sticking out of the waves. Jax was probably overthinking it, though, the streets were just simply hella red.
Ezekiel closed his eyes in focus and teleported Ivy and him. He didn't have far to go, he basically just put them farther back in the bunker. "Ivy, please," Ezekiel said with concern. "I know that you just met me but your sister trusted me to-" Ezekiel's words were silenced when Ivy's struggling made her hit Ezekiel in the face, mechanical arm and all. Ezekiel fell to the ground with a thud, almost comically. Ivy could almost hear the little game ping with a "K.O." of some sort appearing above him. It was by accident, and Ivy had to decide quickly whether she wanted to go look for Ingrid or see if Ezekiel was okay. Not only that, but at the entrance, a blue fog was starting to leak into the bunker through the holes Ivy had made.
Ivy stomped her foot, throwing a small tantrum and screaming in fustration. She bent down and pulled up Ezekiel's arm, feeling for a pulse. She panicked at first but then she felt a small thump. She waited a few seconds more, then felt another. Angel heart beats must've been much slower than humans. Sadly, though young, Ivy had to learn how to do these kinds of things after being kidnapped. Ivy sighed then got up, leaving Ezekiel. She figured any injuries that she caused on him would heal eventually, just as he healed her.
Ingrid couldn't even fall to the ground at this point. She coughed and blinked and tried to walk, all at once. Ingrid tripped over a tree root, which made her feet leave the ground and suspend her in the air. She fell so slowly that she was basically flying. Ingrid begin to close her eyes, her brain was in overload, panicking at the lack of oxygen... Was this the end? She felt something grab her arm, but Ingrid paid little attention to it.
Andy made his way to the red head, painfully slowly. He felt like a snail, being so constricted in his movements. Not to mention he could barely breathe. He closed his eyes and whispered a quick spell, which enabled him to move normally through the murk. "Much better," he mumbled. He found the red head, seeming to be mid-fall and going awfully slowly. He grabbed her arm to yank her up, but he could barely move her due to his weakness. He grunted and heaved with determination. Goddamnit, where was Ava? The red head blinked up at him, but her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The lack of oxygen was starting to make her lose consciousness. They really needed to get out of there.
Meanwhile, Ava couldn't help but to have a panic attack. It was so dark out at this point, and she was all alone now. She trembled, and couldn't seem to breathe properly; and Ava wasn't even in the murk.
Jax sighed and paced around. His grandpa hadn't gone shopping recently, so the whatever food he could scavenge from his refrigerator wouldn't last even a few days. For now, he would stay in his home for a day, maybe two, but then he had to take the remaining food and head out to find a better spot. Jax couldn't believe this was real, that this was actually happening. He didn't even have many friends, as he had been homeschooled. There was nowhere he could really go. He would have to scavenge for himself. Certainly there would be survival groups, right? He needed to find a team. Jax would be considered pretty able, as he was a martial arts fighter and very fit. He would be a good asset. Jax sighed again and sat down, lowering the volume on the television but keeping it turned on still. He went to sleep surprisingly easily, as it was quite a troubling day.
Ezekiel blinked his eyes open, muttering a few demonic curse words as he did. He had gained consciousness, but the brain damage Ivy had caused him had not healed all the way yet. He stood up shakily, his vision a blurry mess. He saw about three of everything, and everything had twinges of the color red. He blinked, trying to focus his eyes, but it didn't help at all. He saw the back of Ivy(well, three Ivys), walking purposefully towards the bunker exit. "Ivy.." is what Ezekiel tried to say but it came out as more of a groan.
Ivy ignored Ezekiel. "Sorry," she said sheepishly as she reached the entrance. The blue fog was trickling into the bunker at an alarming speed. When Ivy touched it, she shivered. It was ice cold, and extremely thick. What kind of substance was this? Ivy would ask ingrid about it later, since Ingrid basically knew everything about everything. At the thought of Ingrid, Ivy was motivated to find her. How could Ezekiel just let her leave? How could Ingrid abandon her in the first place? Ivy tore away the bunker door, which would cause major problems later, unbeknownst to Ivy, and she went headfirst into the murky fog, losing her breath in the thickness immediately. She looked around, but the forest was paused in it's movement, caught in the murk and in slow motion. Woth Ivy in the middle of the murk like this, it almost seemed as if the entire forest were blue. Ingrid was too far away to be in Ivy's line of sight.
Ingrid gasped. She coughed up some blue "fog", but it was more of a gel at this point. She looked around, wondering how she had made it out, and was surprised to see the black haired boy leaning over her, holding that stick from earlier. Ingrid looked around and saw that they were in the midst of the murk, but were in a bubble of oxygen of some sort. "Sorry 'bout that, hun," The black haired boy said apologetically. Ingrid hesitated but then cracked a half smile. "It's oka.." Ingrid trailed off and blinked. "Where's the brown haired one?" Ingrid asked him. Ingrid figured that Ivy would be okay since the bunker was shut pretty tightly. Ezekiel had better be doing his job of keeping her in there..
The black haired boy blinked, then looked up at the sky. "s---," he cursed; which surprised Ingrid. "It's dark," he said, as if just realizing something. Ingrid tilted her head in confusion. "Well, yeah but-" Ingrid squeaked in surprise when the black haired boy took hold of her hand and began to run. "Ava!" He yelled. Ingrid wondered who Ava was. Was she a part of his group? Ingrid was highly suspicious but she had to find out more about what happened with the lab and what kind of infection had spread.
Andy burst out of the murk with the redhead in tow. Ava had tears pouring down her face and she reached out and hugged him tightly. Andy fell down onto her, not used to so much exercise, not to mention he was already a weak person in general. "Andy, it was so dark and no one was here and-" Andy shushed Ava's mumbling. "That's my bad.. I'm so sorry Ava, I didn't realize how dark it was, and I thought that you would follow me but that was stupid-" this time Andy got interrupted with the redhead awkwardly clearing her throat. "Oh, uhh.." Andy was going to stead up but was still quite tired, so he patted a spot on the ground, signaling for the redhead to take a seat. She did so. The situation was quite ironic, a small circle of (possible) friends, magical blue murk on one side, a forest possibly teeming with zombies on the other. "Okay, firstly.. does this stuff clear out?" The red head asked them. "Yeah, but it'll take a couple of hours," Andy said, smiling proudly at his potionwork. Ava was wiping away her tears, trying to look tough but her cool facade was already ruined when the redhead witnessed her panicking about being left alone.
"I'm Andy," Andy offered a high five, which the redhead looked at warily. "I'm Ingrid," she said, ignoring his gesture. "Ouch sis," he said, lowering his hand and putting it on his heart in mock pain. "This is Ava," he said. "Uhh.. she's never really.. met anyone, besides me because of well, uh.. obvious reasons," Andy motioned towards Ava's unicorn horn and satyr-esque legs. "I met an angel today so this honestly does not surprise me," Ingrid said, rubbing her eyes tiredly. Obviously she wasn't going to make much progress, so she needed to find a way to get back to Ivy and fast. Ivy has a tendency to panic whenever Ingrid left her side. "Oh, Zeke?" Ava asked. Ingrid looked at the girl, now in interest. "How do you know him..?" She asked Ava. "Well, I know of him, per say. Pretty cool dude, he kind of just.. wonders around in the forest, looking pretty lost. No one knows what happened to him. Pretty sad guy." Ava shrugged and leaned a head on Andy's shoulder. Ingrid raised an eyebrow. "Are you two..?" Andy widened his eyes and laughed nervously. "No, ah.. we're best friends. I'm gay as f--- so," Andy said, fanning himself dramatically.