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fuipui is not online. fuipui
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17 Sep 2011 12:44 PM
*WARNING!* This is not for the light-hearted. There is...gruesome details.

Prologue

"June 29th. The day the world wass plunged into utter hell in a hand-basket. Why? Nobody knows. Our best scientists don't even know! Yes, we all know what you're thinking: You're crazy, Mr. President! No way I'm catching some stupid little disease with no cause! Well, you can call me stark-raving mad for all I care," President Xavier said, leaning into the crowd, his rotten breath spilling over the citizens, smelling of garlic and basil, strands of his jet black hair over his sky blue eyes. "But listen and listen good, you little housewives and wh.ores and lawyers and g.angsters. When you come begging at my feet, your skin breaking out in red hives, bleeding from your gaping mouths, your skin as pale as the snow in New York, I'll just say: You shoulda listened, shouldn't ya? But no. President Xavier is MAD!" He laughed into the microphone, an eerie, weary sound. "That's all. Lock up. Stay out of contact with others. And if you don't, you'll be found dead. Ravens feasting on your rotting flesh, crowing out to the others. You know what they'll say? 'Join us!' They'll say, 'Join us while we feast on the DIMWITS who succumbed to this horrible disease!'"

President Xavier walked away, and locked himself in the white house.





(A/N: This will be chronicling the different people. Believers, non-believers, the sick ones. Everybody. Enjoy the ride. Save some popcorn for President Xavier...)


Chapter 1: Stephen

Stephen shut off his computer with a scowl. The newest Internet fad, mostly saying "presdinte saveere is da noo hetlir lololol," made him angry out of his mind. His town knew the president was right. The town had been quarantined, and everybody was forced inside.

There had been a child, about the age of 4, found in the street, blood gushing steadily from his nose, mouth, and even his ears. He had red bumps all over him. Just like the press had said.

Stephen has light brown hair and gleaming yellow-green eyes. He has a slight overbite, and ears that look large because of his hair, cut short. Today, he's wearing a green and white flannel with a small tear at the collar, and black jeans, slightly faded in some places. His shoes are old and raggedy.

Stephen Cobbler's son had died of a plague. A deadly plague, worse than the bubonic one. He knew he "shoulda listened", yes he did. He walked to the pho.ne, and called his sister in another town.

"Hello?" The voice on the other line said. A female voice, but menacing, making any s.exist people have their whole minds flipped.

"Hello, Aelis," Stephen said, slightly cheered up by the sound of his sister's voice. "Plague got to your town, yet?"

"Yes," Aelis, Stephen's sister, said. "It...it...I'll tell you later."

Stephen's mood drastically lowered. "'It' what?" He commanded, "It what? What happened, Aelis?"

"Jimmy..." Aelis was sobbing. "Jimmy's dead. Dead as a doornail, Stevey. Dead. Can ya believe it, Stevey?"

He could. He remembered seeing little Pete in the street, face-down in a rapidly spreading pile of his own blood. "Y-yes," He said, "I can. Didn't I tell you about Peter?"

Aelis gasped. Stephen raised his eyebrows, surprised she didn't know.

"I gotta go," Aelis said.

Click. Aelis hu.ng up. Stephen put the phone down, and went upstairs. "Mary?" He said, opening his bedroom door. Silence, except for the silent "Tick-tock, tick-tock" of the clock on the wall. Nobody in the room. He walked down the hallway and arrived at the bathroom. Knocked on the closed door. The door opened, obviously not closed completely. He peered in, and saw Mary, his wife. Staring in the mirror at a red bump on her face. Holding a bloody lotion tissue to her nose.

"No," Stephen whispered, "Not you."



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A/N:

Do you like the chapter? How about Stephen? Aelis? Mary? President Xavier (da noo hetlir lololol)

By the way, they are calling him the new H.itler because of his facial expressions and hairstyle, and sudden crazy (yet not so crazy) outburst.

Chapter 3: Aelis


Aelis swiped a discarded dish from the counter. "It's all going bad," she muttered, staring at the glass shards on the ground.


It makes sense that she related these shards to life--Jim was gone. Her daughter, Angela, was most likely dep.ressed now. She just got a call from her brother, proclaiming the de.ath of her nephew. The quarantine started because of the senior center. One of the elderly people had been whining about red bumps, and had had constant bloody noses. This patient was dismissed as having allergies, and given some Allegra. The next day, they had dropped de.ad. Just like that, covered in burst red bumps.

The elderly freaked out. Some had heart attacks and die.d. Others caught the disease and crawled into the street, half-delir.ious, to meet a better fate than the sickness. What the local doctor grasped from all this mayhem, was it was mostly panic. However, the disease was entirely real. What happened? Red bumps, which were actually swelling vei.ns. These vei.ns swell until they burst, k.illing the vict.im of bl.ood loss. The first bumps are inside the nose, causing the blo.ody noses early on. But what was the cause? Who was the first carrier?

She tried c.alling Stephen back. It went to voic.email. "I'm sorry about Pete," she said into the ph.one, and h.ung it up. She went upstairs. "Angela?" her voice sounded weaker. "You there? Or did you ditch home to go to school?" Aelis chuckled, and arrived at her daughters room. She knocked. No answer. "Angela, open up." No answer, no turning doorknob. "I said open up!" Aelis half-screamed, panic rising in her throat like bile. "OPEN THIS DOOR BEFORE I SMASH IT!" The door opened, to Angela's messy room. The teenager ran over to a stool, positioned underneath a loop of rope. She put her head in, fitting snugly. "Let me go get dad for dinner," she whispered, and jumped.

Aelis screamed. She couldn't do anything but scream.

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Author's Note: Yes, I know, these chapters are short. I like them that way.

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17 Sep 2011 12:58 PM
Bump? :3
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18 Sep 2011 08:28 AM
Sad bump. :(
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18 Sep 2011 09:08 AM
Bump of irritation.
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24 Sep 2011 01:48 PM
(Bump of other old thread [AND FLOODCHECK].)
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24 Sep 2011 01:55 PM
(It's good, but maybe not the right thing to put on ROBLOX.
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24 Sep 2011 01:55 PM
Write morree. It's good. ;D
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24 Sep 2011 06:06 PM
(Maybe I should just keep it on wattpad, then...)
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( You have a wattpad? :OO )
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(Yeah! Same name as here, with a capital F. :P)
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