Hey Guyz! PugZkii here! So...this fic is going to be pretty gruesome and sad in some aspects but hopefully you guys will enjoy it never the less. This isn't going to be strict YAOI (Male/Male) it will have some mentioned moments at the start-ish part of the story and then actual scenes later on. If you dont agree with the though of gay minions dont read. For everyone else, Enjoy!

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Dave stared at his workstation, lost in deep thought. Things in the tribe have been on the weirder side of things lately and he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. He's asked around but no one else knew what was going on either. There was a thick tension in the air and he knew from the start that he wasn't the only one who could feel it. He saw the drastic change in his brothers' moods and how timid and almost scared... they had become. It was like something was out on the hunt for them but no where they hid would save them.

It all started when Jerry got sick. He came down with what the minions in the medical bay thought could be the common cold or flu. He would bring around a box of tissues with him just in case he started coughing. But soon, he was having terrifying episodes of convulsion, every now and again he would foam at the mouth or he would even get extremely violent for no apparent reason. It had everyone, and he meant everyone, even Gru, worrying about the tribes safety.

But it didn't stop at Jerry...

The next to go down was Tim. The taller, temperamental minion was working on a project in his part of the lab when he had to check out of work only after a couple hours of being on the clock. He said that he was feeling very ill and needed to go get some sleep. Blaming it on being something he ate, he left for his home. After a couple weeks of showing no sign of recovery, he began expressing the same symptoms that his roommate, Jerry, had gotten to. The only difference, instead of convulsions, Tim could no longer get up on his own and seemed to be very weak. Jerry was rather active, being able to claw, growl, or snap at the minions tending to him and his friend.

Dave sighed softly. He saw the drop in how many minion showed up for work. They were either too frightened to come down in hopes of staying away from the infected tribe members, or some were locked inside the minions hospital area. After months of the illness getting worse, Gru ended up hiring highly experienced doctors to take blood samples from every minion that worked for him. The only thing that put the faintest of smiles on Gru's face was when he got the reports that he hadn't lost any of his henchman to death.

Dave needed answers.

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"Kevin!" Dave hollered, bursting in through the door of the watch tower.

Kevin turned in his chair to look, slightly confused, at the source for the sudden outburst of his name. He saw a nearly frantic and worried minion quickly walking to him. "Mm? What's wrong, Dave?"

"If anyone here has any idea with what's going on with everyone and the sudden illness going around, it would be you. So please..." Dave's features twisted into one of sadness and helplessness. "Help me know what's happening to our brothers."

Kevin sighed. He honestly didn't know what was going on, but he thought he might have had an idea. Gru and him had talked about it on many different occasions. The doctors were breaking ground on what the problem was but unfortunately, they didn't have it exactly yet. "I...I don't know..." Kevin looked at the floor. He felt guilty that he couldn't help Dave. His heart dropped even more when he looked up and saw the petrified look on the other males face.

"You don't...you don't...HOW?!" Dave cried. He couldn't believe that Kevin, the minion that usually knew everything, had no clue what was going on. He was about to keep yelling when his focus snapped to the leaders phone when it started vibrating. "Is that Gru?..." He questioned quietly.

Kevin stared at his phone, finally reaching over to pick it up. "No. It's Stuart. He wants to know where you are." After pausing shortly to reply to the text message, he set it down again.

Dave groaned. "Oh yeah...I forgot to let him know i was coming to see you."

"What? Why would you have to tell him that? It's not like you're under his control or anything." Kevin questioned, eye ridge arched.

"I know. He's just worried about me getting sick or something. He doesn't want me to get "infected"." Dave made quotations with his two fingers.

"...infected?"

"Yeah.." Dave looked at Kevin funny when the older minion had the look of deep contemplation. "Uh...Kevin?"

As if right on cue, Kevin's phone vibrated again. He peered at it for a second like he did with Stuart's text, and took the small device into his hands.

"Who is it?" Dave asked.

Kevin finished reading the message and looked at Dave. Mixed emotions were everywhere on the taller males features. "It's Gru. They think they might know what's happening. He says we need to go to him to get a device that will check the health of the remaining minions. We...have to...separate them." Pocketing his phone, he slid off of his work chair and started for the door with Dave following closely behind. When they opened it, they were met on the other side by a hysterical Stuart.

"DAVE!" Stuart hollered, snatching his brother into a tight hug. "I was just about to knock but i'm so glad you're okay!" Stress turning the smaller male's eye slightly red.

"I just came to ask Kevin a question." Dave reassured, placing a kiss on Stuarts head softly. "I'm fine."

Kevin studied at the couple before he finally cut in. "Hey, Stuart? Would you please stay in my office until we get back?" He urged the one-eyed male into his work area, coming up to him and lightly pushing him backwards. "We won't be long."

"What? No no. I have to come to make sure Dave's okay!" Stuart fought, trying to shove past the taller minion.

"Dave's fine. Look, he's just fine, he'll stay just fine because i'll make sure he won't get hurt." Kevin kept shoving the younger male into his office. All the while, Dave was trying to convince Kevin into letting Stuart go with them, unaware of Kevin's intentions.

"Agh!" Stuart screamed, attempting to bite the leader.

"I knew it." Kevin sprang back from Stuart as he rounded up to attack him again and slammed the office door, locking it from the outside. Now he couldn't get out.

"What just happened?" Dave asked. He saw what Stuart did.

"I don't know whats going on with them but whatever it is, it got Stuart too. Only, he's not completely crazy yet. But i think we are about to find out what it is..."

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The journey up to the same level that Gru was on was short, but when they got to it, Gru was waiting for them. He turned his scared but relieved eyes to them. "Kevin! You made it!" That's when he saw Dave, looking very sad and confused. "Kevin? Did something happen?"

Kevin explained to Gru about how Stuart was currently locked in his office, possibly infected with what was going around.

"I see...i will have de doctors look at him and see if dey can fix him." He turned to Dave again and rested a reassuring hand on his shoulder, making the smaller henchman look at him. "He'll be alright, Dave."

Dave looked down at the floor again. He hoped so.

A doctor scurried up to the trio, test mechanism in hand. "Sir! I need to test their current state of health to make sure you are safe around them." He advised. The man was wearing a bright yellow hazmat suit, obviously trying to stay away from catching the illness. He bent down to their height turned to Kevin first. He placed a circular band with a long wire connecting to the machine held in his hand around Kevin's head, one around his arm and another around his middle. After a few clicks on the machines main box, a couple beeps sounded. "Clean!" He informed the other people in the room. "Decon!" He announced after tearing off the bands and putting a set of new ones on the ends of the wires.

Kevin was pulled from the ground and hastily set onto a table where more people dressed in the same bright yellow suit tore open a small packet and thourougly wiped him down with an excessively oily cloth. Anywhere the cloth touched turned his skin a deep orange color. "Ewww..." He complained, trying to bat away the nasty thing. After he was done, he was gently slid over to the next person and cleansed of the thick, slimy substance, his skin returning back to its original hue.

"Clear!" The hazmat wearing man said again, making Kevin look in that direction. "Decon!" He watched as Dave was freed from the bands and pushed through the same treatment he was just put through. He laughed when Dave had the same reaction to the decontamination cloth as he did, trying to keep it from touching him anymore.

When Dave was placed down beside Kevin, they were both ushered over to the couch. It was covered in a thin plastic bag-like covering. It was for just in case a wandering minion sat on its cushions, he wouldn't accidentally contaminate them and doom the next person to sit there. "Sorry you had to go through dat you two. Dey have to make shoure you guys are clean of dis virus goin' around." Gru started, sitting down in between them. "Alright...so...obviously something very serious is goin' around and its creating a huge uproar. De doctors here might have found out exactly what it is...Sir?" Gru turned to the doctor standing next to the couch.

"A string of the bubonic plague, otherwise known as the black plague or black death, has broken out. While only affecting an extremely small amount of man kind, it has affected nearly three quarters of the species that have the same or nearly the same biological make up as you..." He pointed at the minions sitting on either side of their boss. "Fortunately, the only outbreak we've seen is on the minions. The unfortunate part is that there are literally thousands of you, enough to take out half this city." The doctor pulled out a laminated picture from the folder he was carrying under his arm. It was a picture of what looked like a cell. It was long and weird looking. "This is the black plagues virus and this..." he pulled out another picture. "...is what you're tribe is infected with." This time, it looked relatively the same but the difference was that the one they were being shown looked to have spines growing out of it and it was surrounded by a bunch of little blob like shapes. "The spherical shapes you see are defense like cellbodies. They keep the good antibodies from attacking the virus and killing it off." He placed the photo's back into the folder. "Again, this is unfortunate because there are a lot of you and the virus will be hard to demolish."

Gru, already knowing of the virus, didn't have much of an expression change. But he held his two henchman as they both looked absolutely petrified. Sure, they were around when the original bubonic plague broke out but if this was anything like it, they'd need to figure out a way to get the healthy minions to some kind of shelter. "Is it deadly?" Gru finally asked after a long pause.

The doctor nodded. "To humans, yes, very very deadly. The minions don't seem to be dying from it though, so hopefully we can use their gathered blood samples to do tests on and see how we can defeat the virus. Its possible that at some point, if we don't act fast, your henchman might start perishing."

Gru looked at the floor sadly. He needed to think. Striking an idea, he looked at Kevin. "You said that Stuart is still locked in your office right?"

Kevin nodded. If Stuart was still there, there's no doubt that he probably destroyed the room looking for a way out. He slid off of Gru's lap and started to lead them down the lab when they were stopped in their tracks by a heart wrenching scream. Kevin was the first one to take off running to the source of the scream when Chris, a minion that worked in the medical bay, came tearing around the corner. He used the stairs to get up to the main floor. The first thing they noticed was the way he held his arm and the trail of blood that spewed from the open wound there.

"Chris?!" Kevin yelled to the injured minion. "What happen?!"

Chris, through tremors and tears, tried to explain. "Jerry...he bit me!"

"Oh no..." Kevin visibly paled. Did that mean the virus could possibly spread through saliva as well?

Chris's vision turned to Gru and he made a move to slowly walk towards him to receive comfort but began crying again when he was picked up by a hazmat guy.

"We need to check him." The man said to another while he laid the frightened minion down on a table that was used for the wounded and infected minions. He strapped him down. "Get me the viral scanner please!" A different device was placed in the mans hand as he used it to scan the wound, silence and anticipation heavy in the room. Gru, all the while, helped by running a comforting hand over the injured, one-eyed males head. When the scan was complete, the man looked at the screen. "Infected..." He declared softly but it was loud enough that everyone in the room heard. "He'll be taken to a quarantined area where he will be closely monitored. In the mean time, carry on with whatever you were going to do. But be careful!" He said sternly.

With a few exchanges of sad looks and a quick nod, they left to the lab.

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When they arrived to Kevin's office, they were relieved to see the door still closed and nothing broken open. "Okay, Kevin. I'll open de door and if Stuart is still in dere, try and bring him out. Okay?"

Kevin glared at his boss but otherwise nodded. Squaring up and readying to hold down the possibly sick male, he watched as more and more of his office became visible. It was trashed like he expected with claw marks on the windows and the desk. But he didn't see Stuart...

"Is he in there?" Dave asked, coming up beside Kevin.

"I have to go in because i can't see him from here."

"Be careful." Dave said.

"I will." Kevin stepped forward into his office. The light was out, shattered and tiny glass pieces glittered the ground. Papers torn from the printer and his paper stack lay scattered everywhere and his laptop was broken. The screen completely ripped from the base. "Stuart?" He whispered, not wanting to startle the ill brother if he was still in his area. He walked over to his desk and ran his gloved fingers across the long claw marks in its wood. "He really did some damage." He said to himself looking at the window to scan its identical flaws too. A rustling noise made Kevin spin on his heel quickly in the direction of the noise, ready to fight. He could see Dave and Gru standing outside the door looking in but he knew that they didn't make the noise. "Stuart?" He whispered again this time a little louder.

"K-K-Kevin?..." A small voice said.

Squinting to try and see a little better in the dark room, his vision landed on a very disheveled looking Stuart. He had himself pinned up against the corner of the room. The poor minion was trembling and frightened, shoes and gloves missing and a shoulder strap on his overalls torn like he was trying to get out of them. "Oh my god, Stuart..."

"Wh-What's happening t-to me?..." Stuart cried softly. His eye was wide and wild.

"You're a little sick, Stuart but i promise we can help make you better." Kevin took a step towards the disturbed minion and glanced at the doorway. Gru gave him a small confident smile and held a light blue blanket in his arm. Dave must have run to his room and grabbed it because he knew that Stuart loved the smell of it. Before the sickness, if Stuart was sad about about something, he would wrap himself in the blanket and let Dave's scent comfort him. Right now, that might be what he needs. Reaching out a hand, he gestured for the other male to take his hand. Stuart glanced at the hand and back to Kevin, pressing himself further into the corner. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." He said. Taking another step closer, he smiled softly when Stuart visibly relaxed a little. "Please, Stuart."

"I...I don't want to hurt you..." Stuart cried softly.

"I won't let that happen and I know you won't either. I trust you. Please take my hand." Kevin spoke as softly and smooth as he could. When Stuart relaxed a little more, he ever so slowly reached out a hand but did the best he could to stay in his corner. Kevin continued to take very small steps closer to the outstretched hand, he grasped it softly when they finally touched. Pulling him away from the corner and towards the door, Stuart saw the blanket that his boss held and let himself be wrapped in it. He was still quivering but it soon stopped when he took in the scent of Dave and fell into a tranquil state in Gru's arms.

Kevin rubbed small circles into Dave's back as they walked back up to the main floor of Gru's house. "The gorls are still at school. I'm going to call my mom and have her pick them up. I don't want them over here while this is happening." Gru said after passing off Stuart to one the hazmat dawned men.

"He'll be fine, Dave." Kevin spoke after Gru left the room. Dave hid his eyes with his small hands as he cried. Tears seeped out from under his goggles and slipped down his cheeks. He kept thinking back to what one of the men said. He didn't want Stuart to die.

"What if he doesn't make it, Kevin?" Dave sobbed. "I'll be crushed if he dies."

"He won't die. Stuart is incredibly tough and strong hearted. A virus like this won't kill him." Kevin tried. He smiled softly when Dave pulled his hands away from his face and looked at Kevin. Leaning against the taller minion, he looked off into the distance. Kevin wrapped an arm around the smaller male as a thought flew through his mind. "Hey, uh, Dave?"

"Mm?"

"Stuart lives with you right?" Kevin asked.

Dave looked up at Kevin, wondering where he could be going with this. "Yeah? Why?"

"If you two live together, how haven't you gotten sick yet?"

This made Dave sit up. He never bothered to questioned that. Stuart had been sick for awhile. It started when they were cuddling on their bed and Stuart began coughing. When Dave asked about it, Stuart said he was fine. A few weeks later, Stuart came down with a fever. Dave took a couple days off of work to stay with the ill minion and even though, at times, they'd pass kisses back and forth, Dave never got sick. It was a few days after that the one-eyed minion started acting weird. He'd have the smallest panic attacks if Dave was even two minutes late getting home after work. Dave remembered the time that he was late coming home because he had to fix one of the machines for it was malfunctioning. He clocked out of work and checked his phone to see 37 missed calls all with their own voicemail and 21 messages. Not all of the messages were from Stuart but the calls and voicemail's were. If any other minion tried to get close to Dave, Stuart would chase them off and yell at them. Needless to say, Dave was highly concerned. It was when they met Stuart outside of the office that Dave had never seen him so hysterical. He was going crazy about not being told where he was going.

"Honestly, I have no idea." Dave shrugged and leaned onto Kevin again.

Kevin stared at the wall as he thought. 'Is Dave immune?' He shook his head and gently pushed Dave up and slid off the couch. "Come with me, Dave." Kevin demanded.

"Oh, Okay. Where are we going?" Dave asked as they disappeared into another room.

Gru just closed his phone when he turned to the door and was stopped by his two henchmen. "Dave, Kevin. What's up?" He asked.

"Boss! Eh...creo que Dave es inmune al virus." Kevin started. "Ha vissuto con Stuart per un paio di anni e non si e ammalato."

"Immune? If he is de doctors would be able to figure dat out." Gru motioned for his helpers to follow him back out to the living room. When they came to the massive room, Gru went off to talk to one of the doctors in his house, Kevin stayed with him, and Dave ran over to where Stuart now lay on a stretcher. He felt his heart skip in sadness when he saw the sight of his lover. Stuart's fists were clenched tightly and he was breathing really quick. His eye was closed and he was feverish.

"Stuart?" Dave said softly, taking the sickly minions hand in his own. He sniffled, trying to hold back tears when Stuart's hand tightened around his own.

"Dave?" Stuart said quietly, unable to speak above a whisper. He was worsening by the minute and it made Dave scared. He couldn't lose Stuart. "Promise me you won't forget me if i die?" Stuart finally opened his eye. The white part was covered in veins and turning red. He looked at Dave with a hard, frightened stare.

Dave couldn't hold back the tears that fell from his eyes. "Please don't talk like that, Stuart." He said in between whimpers. "You're not going to die. You can't. We have so much ahead of us." Dave ran his hand across the top of Stuart's head and down his cheek. Even through his glove he could feel how warm Stuart was. "You're not going to die. I promise."

"But if i d-do..." Stuart said.

"I promise i won't forget you...i love you so much, Stuart." Dave bent down to press his forehead against his lovers slightly damp one. "I always have and i always will..."

"I love you...too, Dave."

Dave cried loudly and even louder when Kevin came and wrapped his arms around Dave's waist to drag him away from the sick male. They tried, with all their might, to stay close to each other. But once Kevin finally broke Dave away from Stuart, Dave was quickly passed off to Gru to be held while he cried. Dave's tears soaked his bosses shirt but Gru didn't care. He needed to be there for his minions when they needed him most. And right now, Dave needed to be comforted.

Kevin watched sadly as Stuart was driven away from the house and his partner Dave was shaking with violent sobs. "Que le moines et won?" Kevin asked Gru.

"I-I don't know." Gru admitted while ran his hand over Dave's back. "The doctor said that he'll be coming back to check and test the immunity of Dave later. But for now, we just have to wait..."

Kevin looked at the ground.

"We need to use that device," Gru took his hand off Dave to point at the object left on the table. "to test and separate the healthy minions from the sick ones. We will start that tomorrow."

Kevin sighed and nodded. They had a long day ahead of them tomorrow.

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First chapter done! Hope you enjoyed.

-PZ