This one is a bit short....
Chapter Ten
“IVAN!” I yelled and reached for his hand. Missed.
Arthur and Francis held on tightly to Ivan, as did the others and I, but the Creep was too strong. Ivan was pulled down into the brush, and we heard a terrible scream. Ripping. Wet noises. More screaming. And soft moaning.
“N-n-no...!” I stuttered. Ivan was a strong man. He couldn't have been taken down that easily. No...
Alfred went running toward to bush. “No! Maybe we can save him!” He pulled out his gun and shot the Creep who took Ivan. No mercy. He reached down and dragged Ivan out of the bush. Ivan was bleeding pretty bad, and half of his right hand was missing.
“Two hours....” Kiku muttered sadly.
“Three, if you count symptoms.” I responded.
Ivan was clutching his had, groaning softly. I knelt down and started carefully wrapping his hand in bandages, trying not to cause him any more pain. Three of his fingers were gone, and I noticed that he was missing a hunk of his leg too. The smell of the blood was getting to me. I felt a bit woozy. But I continued wrapping his wounds, and found a good stick for him told hold onto with his good hand and use as a cane. We pushed on until dusk, and that was when Ivan started coughing. Soon the coughing turned to hacking a wheezing, and he lost his balance. He clung to a tree to keep from falling, but he slumped to the ground. The others sat beside him, but I knew there was no hope. We had no cure yet. There was noting we could do but watch.
As the sky grew a bit darker, his symptoms got worse. He could barely move.
“How much time does he have?” I asked to no one in particular.
“About ten minutes.” Gilbert said.
How could this have happened to him? He was one of the strongest men I knew. Ah, what about his sisters? What about T? What will happen...
“Zana...” I heard Ivan choke.
I turned around. “Yeah, Ivan?”
“Shoot me...” He moaned.
“W-what?”
“....Shoot...me....” He struggled. “Before I turn in to one of.. them...”
“But why me?!” I cried.
He smiled weakly. “You're a good aim....”
I choked back a sob. I couldn't shoot him. I couldn't....
“Please...” He begged.
Gilbert placed a gun in my hands. My legs trembled as I raised it.
“Thank you.”
A tear rolled down my cheek as I pulled the trigger.
Chapter Ten
“IVAN!” I yelled and reached for his hand. Missed.
Arthur and Francis held on tightly to Ivan, as did the others and I, but the Creep was too strong. Ivan was pulled down into the brush, and we heard a terrible scream. Ripping. Wet noises. More screaming. And soft moaning.
“N-n-no...!” I stuttered. Ivan was a strong man. He couldn't have been taken down that easily. No...
Alfred went running toward to bush. “No! Maybe we can save him!” He pulled out his gun and shot the Creep who took Ivan. No mercy. He reached down and dragged Ivan out of the bush. Ivan was bleeding pretty bad, and half of his right hand was missing.
“Two hours....” Kiku muttered sadly.
“Three, if you count symptoms.” I responded.
Ivan was clutching his had, groaning softly. I knelt down and started carefully wrapping his hand in bandages, trying not to cause him any more pain. Three of his fingers were gone, and I noticed that he was missing a hunk of his leg too. The smell of the blood was getting to me. I felt a bit woozy. But I continued wrapping his wounds, and found a good stick for him told hold onto with his good hand and use as a cane. We pushed on until dusk, and that was when Ivan started coughing. Soon the coughing turned to hacking a wheezing, and he lost his balance. He clung to a tree to keep from falling, but he slumped to the ground. The others sat beside him, but I knew there was no hope. We had no cure yet. There was noting we could do but watch.
As the sky grew a bit darker, his symptoms got worse. He could barely move.
“How much time does he have?” I asked to no one in particular.
“About ten minutes.” Gilbert said.
How could this have happened to him? He was one of the strongest men I knew. Ah, what about his sisters? What about T? What will happen...
“Zana...” I heard Ivan choke.
I turned around. “Yeah, Ivan?”
“Shoot me...” He moaned.
“W-what?”
“....Shoot...me....” He struggled. “Before I turn in to one of.. them...”
“But why me?!” I cried.
He smiled weakly. “You're a good aim....”
I choked back a sob. I couldn't shoot him. I couldn't....
“Please...” He begged.
Gilbert placed a gun in my hands. My legs trembled as I raised it.
“Thank you.”
A tear rolled down my cheek as I pulled the trigger.
BRACE YOURSELVES FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING YOU'VE EVER READ EVER IN YOUR LIFE
SO LIKE THERE WERE THESE PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE THING SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE BUT EVERYWHERE AT THE SAME TIME
AND MOST OF THEM WERE OCS
BUT SOME WERE CANON CHARACTERS
AND THEY ALL DID STUFF
AND SHENANIGANS HAPPENED
AND IT'S ALL BASICALLY CRACK
AND QUALITY FANART
AND KAWAII-AS-FUCK SHIPS
AND DRAMA
AND ALL THAT COOL SHIT
AND STEALING ICE CREAM SHOPS
AND
YEAH
THAT'S ALL
I'M DONE HERE
QUALITY FIC AMIRITE???
SO LIKE THERE WERE THESE PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE THING SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE BUT EVERYWHERE AT THE SAME TIME
AND MOST OF THEM WERE OCS
BUT SOME WERE CANON CHARACTERS
AND THEY ALL DID STUFF
AND SHENANIGANS HAPPENED
AND IT'S ALL BASICALLY CRACK
AND QUALITY FANART
AND KAWAII-AS-FUCK SHIPS
AND DRAMA
AND ALL THAT COOL SHIT
AND STEALING ICE CREAM SHOPS
AND
YEAH
THAT'S ALL
I'M DONE HERE
QUALITY FIC AMIRITE???
Human Name: Jackie Jones/ Jackie Braginski
Human Age: 15
Hobbies: Ice fishing, Dog sledding, signing
Favorite food: Smoked salmon
A gender confused girl who's best companion is a dog named Julie (recently deceased)she thinks she is homosexual because she thinks she is a guy, and a bit paranoid. She loves nothing more than to be with his lover Canada or his friend Russia. She says she hates her siblings but that is mostly an Act.
Once ruled by Russia she is a little out of touch with the world. She is also really cold tolerant. she was raped and is now pregnant with twins because of it.
Appearance: Red-brown hair with Purple eyes. He wears a green turtle neck and jeans on a normal day.
She is one of the youngest states. Her Favorite sibling (besides Canada) is Washington.
Human Age: 15
Hobbies: Ice fishing, Dog sledding, signing
Favorite food: Smoked salmon
A gender confused girl who's best companion is a dog named Julie (recently deceased)she thinks she is homosexual because she thinks she is a guy, and a bit paranoid. She loves nothing more than to be with his lover Canada or his friend Russia. She says she hates her siblings but that is mostly an Act.
Once ruled by Russia she is a little out of touch with the world. She is also really cold tolerant. she was raped and is now pregnant with twins because of it.
Appearance: Red-brown hair with Purple eyes. He wears a green turtle neck and jeans on a normal day.
She is one of the youngest states. Her Favorite sibling (besides Canada) is Washington.
