A/N:
This is the first Fanfic that I've done. Any kind of criticism and advice is welcomed. This Story was started when I was RPing with a friend a while back. This first chapter will be short but I will pick up the pace and make the chapters longer as they go on. All trolls in this story are OC's and belong to myself and my friend. Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie. Enjoy~!
Chapter 1
Your name is Astris Terrin. You are a 7.8 sweep old female troll with dark green blood and a love for hunting. Your lusus is a large wolfbeast who had taught you how to hunt as soon as you could walk and hold a weapon. Wolfmom, as you call her, has always been a little wary of strangers and has been known to bite ant troll that she doesn't like. Because of this, you've always had to warn both her and any troll that you invite over to your hive. You've been traveling with your friends for several weeks now. There's Trenan Blathe, your matesprite of several sweeps. He is a kind hearted and brave Teal-blooded troll. He always loved to play any new videogame that came out. Though, he normally sucks at them so bad that even a grub could beat him. He only gets them due to the fact that they're a huge deal at the time when they come out. Still, you love him, even if he wastes all of his money on games that he'd only play once before giving up on because they're 'too hard to play.'
Next is Kaaleb Dereth, a blue-blooded troll that has been willing to quite literally throw himself in front of danger just to save another troll. He's been your moirail since the two of you were wrigglers. He grew up with always having to patch you up whenever you got hurt. Due to your habit of always getting hurt, he became an expert in his medical practice and was able to effectively bind any and all of your wounds while teaching you a thing or two about first-aid. Then there's Finnie. Finnie was always the upbeat one in the group who had the infectious personality. This small olive-blooded troll always had your group of friends laughing whenever she told jokes or did some ridiculous stunt.
It's been two to three weeks since the first outbreak. Astris and her small group of survivors have been holed up inside an abandoned hive. The first 'incident', as many trolls called it, was nothing more than a troll falling ill and dying soon after being bitten by an insane troll. Of course, that's what the media wants everyone to believe. Soon after his 'death' the troll that was bitten came back to life. Well, not 'back to life' per say, more like reanimated. Soon after, more and more attacks were reported and trolls were advised to say as far away from those who showed the signs of infection. Such signs included the edges of a troll's eyes to become cloudy or milky white. An unquenchable thirst. And last, an insatiable hunger. The first twenty-four hours were important for any troll that had been infected and could mean the difference between life and death. Some trolls were immune to the airborne virus and others, the contact born. There were a rare few that were immune to both and didn't turn after the twenty four hours were up.
"Another day, another survivor…" Astris grumbled as she watched a troll fall to the ground a few yards from the hive you and your friends were hiding in. Leveling your scope, you took aim at the walkers that had started to surround the poor bastard. Her finger slowly slid down and squeezed the trigger. One, two, three, she counted off in your head as you hit each zombie in the head. They fell to the ground, twitching before going still for the last time. "Hey you, over here!" She called from the third story window where you sniped walkers. "Get in here now! That is, unless you want to become one of them!" The troll looked at you in confusion for a moment before nodding and running to the door of the hive. "Kaaleb, Trenan, we have another one coming in!" The green-blooded she-troll called down the hall. The two ran down the stairs from their makeshift infirmary to the front of the hive. So far, the small group has been growing larger by the day as more and more trolls passed by.
The door opened down stairs followed by cursing and the growls of the undead. The troll sprang to her feet, gun in hand and ran down the stairs. "Move!" Astris barked as she took aim at the walkers that were trying to force their way in. Trenan knelt down near the base of the door while her blue-blooded moirail pulled the new troll up the stairs into one of the spare rooms. She took aim at the walkers once more and fired off several rounds. When the numbers died down, the she-troll ran forward to the door and used the butt of her gun to force the rest of the walkers out. Forcing the door shut, Astris and Trenan slid to the ground. The undead outside continued to moan and pound on the door. "Great shot, Ast, as always." The teal-blooded male said to his green-blooded matesprite. The she-troll laughed for a moment before looking at the troll she loved most on all of Alternia. "Thanks." She smiled. "We should probably move that shelf back in front of the door now, huh?" she asked. Trenan nodded and got to his feet. The two walked over to the shelf and took their places on either side. "One, two, Move..." Trenan said. Astris lifted and pulled on her side of the shelf while the teal-blooded male pushed. After a few steps, the shelf was back in place blocking the door and preventing any troll, walker or not, from entering the hive.
"Hey Trenan, I'm going to go see if Kaaleb needs help. Would you mind making me a bit of tea?" The green-blood asked. "Yeah, sure. Anything for you, Ast." He said with that same laid back smile that he had since they first met. Astris quickly pecked him on the check. "Thanks, love. I'll be back in a little bit. I'll try not to stay too long." With that, the she-troll went upstairs. She knocked on the first door to her right before entering. "Kaaleb? Do you need any help?" she asked, poking her head into the room. The blue-blood turned his head to look at his moirail. "Hey, Astris," He said. "Yeah, could you get me some fresh water? This guy's got a few scratches that'll need cleaned. And while you're at it, can you bring some extra wraps? He sprained his ankle when he fell." Nodding, Astris left the room and walked down the hall to one of the other rooms, searching for the required items. Making her way into the bathroom area of the hive, she grabbed three clean wraps and went back down the stairs of the hive to the nutrition block.
In the nutrition block, Astris grabbed a jug of fresh water from the refrigeration unit. Pulling a large bowl from the shelves, she poured the water into it. Grabbing the last thing she needed, a clean rag, the green-blood walked back up the stairs and back to the room where her moirail was patching up the new troll in. Knocking on the door, she entered and placed the bowl, rag, and fresh wraps next to Kaaleb. "Do you need anything else?" She asked. "No, this will be enough for now. Thanks Astris." He replied, a smile creasing his face. The female troll wandered around her moirail to watch his work. Kaaleb took the troll's sprained ankle and wrapped it tightly enough to keep it supported yet loosely enough to allow blood to flow to the foot. The blue-blood had already bandaged the more serious injuries on the troll in front of them. Astris' dark green eyes searched the troll in front of her for any injuries. Her gaze rested on an old, dirty bandage stained with mustard-yellow blood. A bite wound… she said to herself, how long has he been like this? She knew Kaaleb had seen it too. From the corner of her eye, she saw a frown tug at the corners of his mouth.
Kaaleb stood and pulled Astris out of the door with him. "Astris, we'll need to keep an eye on him." He whispered, trying to keep others from over hearing them. "I don't know if he's immune or not. I mean, sure he's not showing any signs of infection yet, but that doesn't mean that he's not going to turn." The blue-blooded boy looked away for a minute. "I'll go tell Trenan," The green-blood said, starting back down the hall toward the stairs. Kaaleb reached out and grabbed her arm. "You can't tell him, Ast. Not yet. If word got around now, everyone will panic. I'll check on him every hour to see if there's any change in his condition. If he takes a turn for the worse, I'll tell Trenan and take care of it." Dark green eyes gazed into blue as Astris tried to decipher what he was trying to do. "… You want to give him a chance…" she whispered, breaking eye contact. "Yes… I do…" "Fine. I won't tell Trenan." She sighed, walking down the stairs and out the back door.