This was not the job he’d signed up for. What became a simple task of healing people quickly spiraled downhill. It went down, and down, and down into a deep, icky hellhole that he likes to call – mush. That, or if someone else perceived it from a more simplistic perspective: Zombiefied Human Corpses. He made sure one day he’d find a cure, but he was forced to seal away his emotions and physical self from the world as he did so.
Just for laughs, the doctor opened the book containing rather woeful and outdated information. It was on his hometown & birthplace; a little upbeat and mining city named Flevance: the reason for this whole epidemic. As he trudged through the pages, his facial expression didn’t change one bit. Law sighed, his heart hurt. Memories bubbled upwards like a caldron’s evil brew. His locked heart was finally opening up once again to that day.
‘Brother, let’s go to the festival!’ It was his sister, the mere age of four years old. She was innocent and so sweet and if he remembered correctly; at the time neither of them had lost their integrity yet.
Law sighed and with a raised hand in gentleness he shooed her away. ‘No Lami. I have to study.’ He wished now looking back in this book, he could’ve gone with her. Just that one last time.
Lami frowned, began to wailed and threw her rabbit-plushie on the ground. She began flailing her arms and legs as furiously as she could. Law then closed the book with a loud ‘THUD’. He glared at her, she somberly left the room.
‘Finally some quiet…’ Leaning back the aspiring doctor began reading the textbooks, once again.
KNOCK, KNOCK. ‘Brother! Open up! Something’s wrong with Papa & Momma!’ In a fist of furious and anxious rage, Lami’s knocking continued. Law turned around, glared at the door, scribbled down a few more notes and then served backwards to the exit. He wished he had gone to the festival with Lami when she offered…
“Open up in there!” He heard croaking, groaning and the most disturbing of noises. Law sighed then closed the booklet which had suffered tear throughout the decades. “We’ve got a live one!” He raised a brow and swerved in his seat, with the knocks bagging oh-so annoyingly Law twitched his nose.
“I’m comin, I’m comin!” He opened the door, shocked to see a half-alive man with a zombified monster around his shoulders. ‘Another immune.’ Law gasped, then quickly reacted as best he could to the situation. Despite them wanting different things – Fireflies and Soldiers were coming their way. “Get the fuck in!” He lead the man in with the beast.
“Y-You don’t get bothered either?” Sobbing, his friend was flopping on the floor. Then, he was out like a light. It went with the sounds of a gunshot. The immune man’s eyes broadened their expression, and tackled Law. “What the fuck was that for? You could save him – you’re a surgeon!”
Law placed a hand over his mouth, silencing him. “Ssssh.” The soldiers took out the fireflies one by one, then patrolled the area but got lazy and left. “Now, tell me. How long ago were you bit?” He helped the guy up but regardless the other man pushed him away with hostility. Law ignored it. Too much of that in this world nowadays happens, he’s used to it.
“You… Shot my partner…” Trembling, he held out a knife. Law rolled his eyes.
“Answer the question.” Law showed the immune man a gun pointed his way. “I don’t want to shoot you. There’s a possibility you and I have a cure for the whole world.” With that the other immune’s body gave out, touched the hair of his partner which had turned from orange to a disgusting moldy-color. His tattoos were bloody and out-broken. The man he once loved was no more.
“I’m sorry but I can’t heal someone whose already been infected.” The surgeon bent down, touching the reddish-orange-haired man’s features. He sighed, showing what bit of sympathy he had left for humanity.
“But I can do this…” He went into the back and got a blanket; when he returned he covered the stranger’s corpse with it.
“A-Ace.” The other immune man choked. “Protgas D. Ace.” He smiled, let out his uninfected arm out for a shake, and then a smile. Law shook back. “I guess we’ll be seeing each other more from now on. . .?”
With a smile and a nod in return Law said: “Yea, somethin’ like that.”
Ace sighed. He only wanted to know what was going to happen now instead of what was to come. He didn’t fucking care anymore; he was in deep shit, he felt like shit. So to concur with his new companion, they are now all they have; ‘It’s us against the world.’