Hey guys this is my second chapter, I wanted to thank the person that took the time to review, it really made me happy. Also the ones that put this story at their favorite and alert. Please review and let me now what you think about this second chapter. Brittany will appear at the next chapter.
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Chapter 2 Kurt's agony
Humans always took life for granted, disrespecting one another and destroying their World slowly and painfully. It was once said that their destruction would come at the hands of themselves, that the never ending war for power would be the end of all times. For once the legends where right, but still there was a simple flaw in this description, humans would be responsible for their end, but it wouldn't be at the hands of each other. Their search for wealth and power would push the boundaries; the destruction of humanity would come at the hands of their own creations.
Laughter could be heard at every corner of the Lopez family backyard, the hot and sunny day made a perfect scenario for a tropical party. Mr. Lopez stood in front of the barbeque, the smoke coming from it consuming every space, but more importantly was the succulent smell of ribs that reach the nostrils of everyone at the backyard. He was whistling the song of his marriage with Mrs. Lopez, content for having a calm day just watching his family have a good time. Mrs. Lopez as always was running from side to side trying to reach her little daughter Maria that was only three years old, that kid was just like her big sister, always a pain in the ass, and never knowing when to obey her parent's rules. Santana was at the pool, she enjoyed watching her mother's distress because of her little sister, laughing every time Maria would grin while running. She also loved to swim; there was something about the stillness when submerging into water that she found peaceful. It was her way of being free from her earth form, her way of enjoying life in the purest form possible. This had become a routine of some sort, it was nice for her to just chill with her family, she needed a break from spending time always reading about military strategies and doing extremely tiresome exercise routines. Santana was some sort of military junkie; she had applied for law school but also was enlisted in the army reserve.
The laughter and music was suddenly halted by a deafening sound in the skies, a herd of birds clouded the beautiful shine of the sun, bringing with them a grim couple of seconds before the impact. Santana never had time to reach the surface of the pool, in just seconds everything fades to black.
Santana woke covered in sweat, her intake of breath a reminder that she was no longer at her backyard pool. Reality set hard in her stomach, like a fist pounding forcefully, her senses kick in, and her sharp sight brought to consciousness the crack walls of her small room. They were made of marble, strong enough to hold the weight of the ground above, but still they had taken a beating. Months of air attacks and explosions leaving a permanent mark in them. A loud knock took her out of the inspection of the walls; she rolled out of bed and reach for a white shirt with the NY letters, rapidly putting it in on and covering a big scar that traveled from her left side stomach to her back. The knock on the door came with more eagerness.
"Coming" said Santana, while involuntarily dragging her tired body to the door. She reached the door knob and before she could open the door completely a big figure launched rapidly grabbing at her body and twisting her in the air. "Puck put me down now!" The big officer only laughed louder, giving no sign of acknowledgment of his superior order. "I said put me down this moment officer!" pouting the big man with a Mohawk lowered her body to the surface of the room. She rearranged her clothes and passed a hand thru her raven hair while scowling. "Puck you know how much I hate it when you do that, it puts me on edge, one of this days I may pull a knife at you…or something like that!" said the beautiful Latina exaggerating. That only served to make the man grin at Santana. He knew she was only saying that to make him stop touching her, she would never hurt any of the members of the Resistance. Hell, she only lived in order to maintain them save.
"I'm sorry hot mama; I was only expressing my content for your return. Man I was losing my mind waiting here for my leader." Said the man name Puck while putting his hands up in a defending manner. "And before you say anything I know that you can take care of yourself, but still I don't like it. Next time I'm coming with you." Santana could only roll her eyes at her officer and best friend statement. Sometimes he could be so overprotective, but she didn't blame him because she was the same with all of them.
"So what's the matter, is there some news I'm not aware of officer?" said the raven beauty suddenly changing her tone from friend to leader. "Yes mam, the studies that Fabray was doing to the substance are finally over. She sent me to come and get you; as soon as you arrive she's going to start with the process." Puck took a big intake of breath, "You know to see if it works on our man Kurt." She nodded and stepped back into her room opening a cabinet and retrieving a shining silver gun. She hid the gun on the waist band of her black pants and made a movement of her head signaling at Puck to show the way. No matter how scared she was for her mate's life, she knew the only way to keep her group strong was to not let her emotions show. Too much emotion only lead to death, and death was simply not an option.
They walked silently thru a long hall, passing several doors at each side of the walls. Some were open and Santana had to acknowledge with a head nod at several of the people that greeted her along the way. She was much respected among the few people that lived underground; most of them were alive because of Santana and her brave elite. Finally both Puck and Santana reached the end of the hallway; there was a big steel door with a small opening on the top right side. Santana knock three times and the little square opened, there were a set of small Asian eyes staring back and without spending more time the door opened. "Mam how you doing?" said a tall and friendly guy, he was smiling warmly at Santana. "I'm good Mike, and you, how is your wife doing?" said the leader returning the warm smile to the clearly friendly guy. "Awww she's doing great, resting a lot, that's what Quinn told her to do since it's the best thing for the baby."
"Man you must be suffering, that much time without getting any." said Puck while moving his eyebrows suggesting. He got a glare from Mike and a slap to the back of his shaved head from Santana. "Puck sometimes I swear you are just too much of a guy for my liking." The officer only rubbed the back of his head, he was never going to admit that every time Santana did that it really hurt. "Well Mike tell her I said to take care of herself, it's not every day that we get to have a miracle like that." Mike nodded while closing the door and letting his leader and his pervert of an officer pass to the center of the base.
They were soon surrounded by running children, different voices talking at the same time and monitors displaying nature scenes. 'I guess it's easier for some to life thru this hell if they still have something of the past to hold on to.' Santana thought. There were sitting arrangements, some made by different cloths, it was like every available materials were put together in order to make the coolest pillows and sheets ever. Reality was that these were things found from different places over the months living underground. Santana and Puck walked faster, they couldn't afford to be held anymore by someone wanting to speak to them. Kurt didn't have more time, he was fighting to stay alive and they all knew, it was only a matter of time until he just let go. It didn't take them more than five minutes to cross the center of the base and to reach the infirmary. It was one of the largest rooms of the underground base and it was created for the wounded and sick to be taken care of. Quinn was the resident doctor, she had served as a military paramedic before the attacks and now it was her that helped keeping them alive. Santana opened the door of the infirmary, stopping to take a deep breath, she knew that the sight wouldn't be pretty, after all, Kurt was her friend and she felt responsible for his suffering.
When she pushed the door open, she was hit by silent cries, a full grown man lying on a small bed twitching in agony was the only picture she and everyone else saw. Kurt used to be full of life, always singing and bringing everyone together. There was something about his presence that put everyone at ease. Seeing him so broken only made Santana's blood boil. It was her fault, she was there leader and they trusted her. Puck sensing his leader's change put a hand on her shoulder, he didn't want her to lose her cool.
"Santana, Puck… thank you for finally arriving." said the blonde doctor, never taking her eyes from the twitching body of her patient. "Like Puck must have told you Santana I've already made the necessary test on the anti-venom you borrowed." Quinn looked at her leader moving her eyebrow up when saying the word 'borrowed'. Both Santana and Puck only listened. "It passed the test and I realize that no matter if I'm not entirely sure it will work, the only hope of survival Kurt has is if I administer the anti-venom." The raven hair leader nodded, she knew the same thing. They couldn't wait any longer, the more they waited, the faster Kurt will change from their friend to one of those soulless killing machines above them.
"Well, let's start the process" Everyone including Puck gulped, Quinn moved to a plate full of equipment and got a syringe full of a shiny liquid. Santana watched astonished, it was the liquid she had 'borrowed' from upstairs. "I must ask both of you to hold him in place, he's restless already and more likely will become violent." Both Santana and Puck walked to each side of Kurt's body and with trembling hands they grabbed their friend's limbs, holding him in place in order for Quinn to administer the anti-venom.
Suddenly the door busted open and in came a very looking flustered man. He was panting and almost fell down in front of the room. Santana grabbed her gun by nature and pointed at the man. "It's meee! It's just me! said the dark hair guy pulling his body upward. "Blaine what the fuck, I almost shot you!" said Santana while grabbing her chest and putting her gun in its resting place. "I'm sooo sorry Santana, I just needed to be here for him! Please let me stay, pleaseeee! Whine Blaine looking straight to his leader's eyes. "Yes, of course, he needs you more than us. We need you to help us hold him in place." The man simply smiled, closing the door entirely and walking to Kurt's side. Santana watched closely as Blaine's eyes filled with tears at the sight of his lover's pain expression. She felt bad for the guy; it must be horrible to watch the one you love slipping away from reality and reaching darkness. Quinn cleared her throat. "Ok, well everyone hold him forcefully, I'm going to start to apply the anti-venom." Everyone at the room did what was told and started to hold Kurt's limbs with force. Quinn pierced the man's flesh with the syringe and forced the whole anti-venom into the body. Kurt was bending his body in strange forms and his cries were simply heartbreaking. He started punching blind fully and one punch managed to land at Puck's right cheek. Blaine tried to hold his arms down but was suddenly grabbed and tossed to the wall. Santana reached for Kurt's shoulders and used the strength she could muster in order to push the man down, but Kurt was much stronger and with a move of the knee he kicked her head. Quinn was watching with horror what was happening in front of her eyes, she shook herself out of freezing and ran to her desk in order to get a gun but was pushed by strong hands landing on the floor and hitting her forehead with the side of the desk. She started losing her sight and with fright she realized that Kurt was reaching down to grab her. Before screaming she saw Santana move fast and with a high kick she hit Kurt's head. With the force his body flew forward and crumpled on the hard floor. Never losing time Santana ran to the desk and retrieved the tranquilizer gun shooting their friend on the neck. In a second the man moving frantically form side to side stopped. Making all the people inside the room hold their breaths. "Is he ok" whispered Blaine tearfully.
Quinn was checking the man's vitals, machines connected to every part of his body. Beeps could be heard everywhere and no one talked while they waited for the news. Quinn's hard expression turned into a slight smile and with a small laugh she manage to say what everyone wanted but doubted. "His vitals are reaching normality for a human, the anti- venom worked." Everyone at the room started cheering, they needed this good news. Finally their friend, lover and Resistance member would be up and making them laughs. It was the perfect outcome. But the happiness was disrupted by a signal radio, "Leader Santana do you copy?" Santana reached the radio on the desk and pushed the button to talk. "Santana here, what's the news?" Everyone stopped to look at one another, they knew things weren't gonna be pretty. "Mam the informant has returned, and he has news regarding the movement of the humanoids." Santana took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves. "Tell me private; what are the bastards up too." "Mam he told us that they found more humans, they're taking prisoners in order to test their sickness. " Santana frowned and looked at the eyes of her officer, he nodded letting her know that he was ok with her thoughts. "Ok private, gather the troops, we're heading out to crash their party."