In a infected world full of beasts and chaos a new government was founded. One That allowed the rich and powerful to stay on top.. only to leave the poor and unworthy to the beasts. Of course in the beginning many were infected. Though if one were survive a beasts the attack causing there bodies to change into these mutants.. though some were found beautiful with these mutations causing the special ones to be in high demand on the black market for sex, parts, or just a pretty little slave. But there were others who feasted on the flesh of what they once were and what they had become. Now the mutants live in the un-quarantined area fearing everyday that somebody will separate them from their family and sell them or just to be killed by a ongoing watcher..
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Run. That was the only thought running through his mind. Arthur was running through through the frozen rain. With the sound of dogs and sirens in the distance. He had made it out of the unquarantined area. His bare feet stung as he urged his body to keep moving. The sound of sirens growing fainter causing him to began to slow down. He looked back to see the area had been covered in a mist that was being constantly cut through like a knife by the rain. He slowly began to walk trying to find a shelter. His body was slowly growing slower until he felt it giving in. His knees wobbled as he kept walking when he noticed a light in the distance only to reach out, "Help!..." he let out with the rest of his strength before he fell to the ground.
Alfred awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of the rains pitter patter against his roof, sounding as if children were running across it. He slowly began to sit up as he ran his fingers through his knotted hair. His body shuddered as he felt a sudden chill running through the air. He looked over toward his alarm clock to find it the starting of the witching hour, "damn,' he yawned as he stretched. He turned on his lamp, Blinking a couple times to get his eyes use to the sudden light. He heard a call from outside causing him to jump. He looked over toward his window curiously. He cautiously stood up and walked toward his window to look through the rain and fog.. He raised a brow wondering what he had heard when he noticed a small movement. His eyes widened as he quickly grabbed his robe and placed on his slippers. He ran outside, "hello!" he called out only to hear a small groan. He went to the noise to trip over an unknown object. He slowly got up of the mud and looked back to find the nearly frozen male. He slowly walked toward the figure to notice the scrapes at his face, feet, and hands. He cautiously touched the others icy hand..
After all the poking and prodding of the stranger Alfred determined that he had passed out and not entirely dead.. but close to it. He slowly picked him up the smaller male letting out a small grunt before he slowly walked back into his home. He brought the male onto the couch quickly beginning to strip the other of the soaked frozen clothes. He jumped back when he had taken off the others shirt. Two small wings emerged. One seemed quite crushed the blood dried over some of the pure white feathers. He quickly grabbed a first aid kit from the bathroom coming back to the living room. He moved the being on their back as he quickly began to clean the wound and wrap it up. This wasn't the best treatment for the injured but this is the best alfred could do he would have to take the man to his brother. Soon after wrapping the wing he noticed the stranger shiver. He grabbed a blanket that was on the side of the warn down couch draping it over the man. He sighed while he touched the others body still noticing how it was cold to the touch. Alfred eyed the other.. it didn't seem like he would be waking in a while. He finally made up his mind and stripped to his boxers and held the man close to his own body trying to warm him up. He tried to stay awake throughout warming the other but couldn't help falling asleep with the other in his arms.
Arthur's eyes opened wide as he quickly took in his surroundings as if he were a scared animal. He tried to get up but with no avail.. he felt an arm around his waist tighten in grip causing him to jolt and try harder to get out of the hold.
Alfred's eyes slowly began to open as he felt thrashing in his arms.. he slowly loosened his grip for the stranger to fall to the floor.
Arthur quickly got up and turned to his savior… or enemy. He didn't know which one he was.
Alfred look toward the stranger and slowly sat up. He lifted his hands over his head as if he were trying to show he was unarmed, "H-hey.." He stuttered out a bit nervously while he eyed the other. "I found you in the rain last night.. You had passed out. I brought you in and patched you up.."
Arthur still kept his gaze on the man only to shiver noticing that he was completely nude. Quickly he grabbed the blanket from the couch covering himself. He could feel a rub of a bandage over his injured wing making him wince. "You… you saw what I am..?" He asked nervously,
"Yes.. but don't worry you're safe here for now." Alfred said as he watched the other tensely look around, "The watchers rarely ever come out here.. your safe."
Arthur slowly nodded but kept looking around.
"What are you anyways..? I've seen the unquarantined before.. yet you aren't scary.. or eating me right now…" Arthur rolled his eyes at the last comment,
"Oh yes let the human think that anyone one different is going to eat them.." Arthur let out annoyed. "I'll answer your questions after you answer mine. Why are you in your boxers? and why am I naked?" The brit asked even a little more pissed off.
"I had to strip you down your clothes were drenched and beginning to frost over.. and the best way to warm up somebody is by skin to skin contact." Alfred answered quickly not want the grumpy brit to think him a pervert, "I-Im alfred by the way.."
"Arthur." He said as he held out his hand to alfred finally he let out a small sigh.. "I guess I should still thank you for saving me and not just throwing me back to the dogs." he let out as he shook Alfred's hand not looking him in the eye.
"Well if that was you thanking me then you're welcome.." alfred said with a soft smile letting go of Arthur's hand.
*there we go first chapter! do you like? Ill try to bring out what happened to arthur more through out the story! Love you guys!*
