Hello, This is my first time trying this so hello fellow fanfic lovers.-waves- based of a dream I had.
Background
John Watson joined the war when he was just 18 years old. The war had started before John was even born. The war over oil. All countries participated and the death toll was countless. This had not stopped John though as he craved adventure and fulfillment. Not the boring life his father wanted for him back joined the war when it was at its worst and counties were getting one knows what country released the germ but everyone knew its effect. The victim could have it for a week before showing symptoms. After a week the victim started coughing and death took in three days. Little did the humans know that the dreadful sickness was the last of there worries. The story starts with John in his medical tent.
The beginning
John had heard the first scream. But to him it was of little concern. He was use to the screams of war. There were always screams, screams of battle, lost, and fear. At first they had unnerved him to end, but after the many hard years at war they had become only one thing. A noise meaning more patients for him to patch up and send back to war or to die far away from home. I wasn't till the screams became deafening that John leaped into action. He started rushing as fast as he could around his tent collecting and organizing as many supplies as he could. He was the only doctor left and has to be ready for the assault of patients. He was in such a panic that he tripped while carrying some pill containers, he had forgotten about his injured leg. He had been in such a rush he had forgotten his cane. John muttered a curse and started to collect the pills that had spilled. He was right about to receive one that had rolled into a difficult space when suddenly he was greeted by something he hadn't heard in a long, long time.
Total silence. It was never silent on the war front. John had been in this war from the very beginning and never once had heard silence. Not when he was on the front when guns blazed and order screamed. Or when he was put into the medical unit for when his medical knowledge became more valuable than his fighting skills. His medical tent was always filled with the groans or the dreadful coughing. The silence did not last long; soon it was destroyed by cheering. John recognized the voices of his comrades. His mind filed with a thought he had abounded possible long ago. Could the war actually be over? At first he was happy, joy swelled his breast. He started to pack his things for home. Just as he was reaching for one of his many jumpers a dreadful thought occurred to him. But what would he do when he went back. He had no one waiting for him back there all of his the remainder of his family had died while John had been away. This place had become his home the soldiers his family.
Before he could wonder more the screams started again. So he went back to organizing his supplies with muttering medical remedies under his breath. The suit case forgotten. He finished and felt prepared; the noises of fighting were coming closer and closer to his tent. He positioned himself in front of the flap of the tent ready to help any soldiers that needed help carried in. He waited and waited, the minutes passed by but no one came.
John was confused, why wasn't anyone coming? He tried to follow protocol and wait in the tent, but the waiting was terrible. The sounds of the fighting grew dimmer and dimmer. John couldn't take it anymore the need to help fight grew stronger and stronger. Yes he was a doctor but he was a soldier too. Finally he shoved himself through the tent flap. Only to run into a brick wall. John crumpled backwards two steps almost falling on his rear. He had ran into a wall of a man at least 6'6 and built like a wrestler. John straitened himself and moved his face up to make eye contact to apologize and ask if the man needed help. But when he saw the man's face he could not hold back a gasp. The man had a face no mortal could have. Blood red eyes, scars covering his face as if manycats had clawed him. But the worst was his mouth curled into a tiny smile of cruelty. Fresh blood dripped down his long pointed fangs.
John couldn't help but stare his brain trying to comprehend what it was seeing. He started thinking feverishly on how he could defend himself and whether or not he could even take someone down of such size. His heart sank when another figured entered the tent. A shorter lean rat like man. But both worn the same long black coats. Both had the same red eyes, both stank of blood and death. They started at John their fangs gleaming in the small candle light. Finally the smaller one spoke "Where are all the others" he asked with fake politeness. "The others?" John asked spotting his gun in the corner of his eyes. The gun was on his small reading table five steps behind him. He took a step back trying to block there view of the gun hoping they had not seen. It only made them step closer. "The other doctors human?" his voice rising "were are they". It struck John that they called him human as if they were not... Is that even possible? No the logical part of him yelled at him. He answered quickly and truthfully determine not to show fear.
"I'm the only doctor left, who are you? What country do you fight for?" John asked wanting answers. They completely ignored his question. This time the big one talked his voice much more gruff. "You lie" he practically screamed "there must be more". He took an anger filled step towards John and John in return took one back. The smaller one put his hand up towards his partner as if to calm him down. Then focused completely towards john. "All the others we have...visited had no doctors. You are the first we've seen. Where are you hiding them all?" he talked to john as if he was a child that has hid his mother's car keys. John was shocked that whoever these people were had attacked other forces. Could that be the reason why that had suddenly lost contact with so many? He had to distract them while he planned how to get his gun.
"No really" Johns voice becoming more confident now that he had gotten over his shock. "The rest are dead, killed by the illness they tried so hard to cure" he said this with no emotion his voice becoming stony. "No" the big on groaned and started sniffing the air as if a dog. After a couple seconds of this he turned to his partner. "It's true, one only one. How will we look bringing only one back?" His voice became more panicked. "We need to fix this before it's too late!" John took yet another step back not at all liking were this conversation was going. He wasn't going with anyone. Suddenly the short ones red eyes light up. He turned to john who stopped moving now that all the attention was back on him. "If they are all dead how come you survived hmm?" His smile curled as if an unexpected present had dropped in his lap.
John remained silent. He hadn't thought of that until now. Too busy trying to save lives to wonder why his was still around. The short one's smile continued to grow. "Did you make a vaccine" he asked studying Johns face. "No...then maybe your immune, oh that's good" he licks his lips. The big one started to smile too. "This is just what we need" he said. "What" John asked already fearing the answer. They both stepped forward and the short one grind like a fox. He put his hand on john's shoulder not noticing John slight flinch. "We need you of course, you're immune. Our food supply dying out by the dozen by this sickness from your war" John gasped the sickness had reached home, it had killed so many of his patients it was scary thinking what it could do in a civilian society.
The short one continued "We were supposed to get doctors to try to make a vaccine. But you you're perfect. He smiled at John as if he'd won a prize. John yanked back just remembering the hand on his shoulder, not wanting either of the touching him. His body quickly going into fight or flight. "Now we can just make you all immune, this is wonderful" the short one continued. Then his rat like face turned serious. He gestured his thumb to his partner and said "get him".
Oh no Johns in trouble. Big fight in next chapter will get up this weekend. Please review would really like feedback. Thanks for reading please review :D