Alan layed in his couch covered in his Captain America blanket. Yes, he's that much of a wimp. He squirmed around hearing his alarm clock ringing on his nightstand. But the boy got up and out of the bed rubbing his eye and slamming on the clock, falling back to the couch, until his eyes widened. It was 7:55 AM? His classes start at 8:00 AM!
"Limp!" Alan hollered through the room to his mutated hand Limp. "Why did you let me sleep for so long?"
"You needed all of your rest to create energy. Me interfering would most likely get in the way of that." Limp explained to Alan as he got ready to sprint like the Flash to school, passing by his mother and out the door up to 18 blocks away.
When they finally made it Alan dropped to the ground breathing heavily. Alex only looked at him confused to why he was even in a hurry.
"Hey Alan?" the young girl asked, "Why are you so out of breath?"
"I was almost late..." he was struggling to get out of his lungs.
"The school isn't open for ten more minutes." a blonde tall girl said sitting next to the dirt blonde male.
"Oh hey Courtney." Alan replied smiling at the blonde, making Alex almost blush, since they had a form of rivalry for Alan.
"Hey Courtney? Can you please leave him alone?" the 15 year old girl asked, making the blonde female stand to face her, making her pale as can be.
"Alan," his infected hand spoke with an eye in the palm of the left hand. "I sense my kind nearby."
"What?!" the dirt blonde yelled at his hand, making the two girls turn to him, wondering why he started to yell.
Alan stood up chuckling, "Sorry guys. I think I need to sit alone for a minute."
Courtney only stared at him before crossing her arms together "Is there anything wrong Alan?" she asked in a mocking tone. But before she could get an answer out of him, he ran and turned across a corner, leaving Alex worried.
When Alan got passed the corner he stared at his infected hand. "Please tell me the infected isn't one of them."
"No, it was not one of those females." Limp explained, "the signal is 250 meters away. From this perspective, it is in the school." that sentence made Alan drop his jaw in fear, staring at the building he would soon walk into. This is why he hates school.
10 minutes later in the school gymnasium
Alan looked around a crowd of students in the gym, sweat running down his face as he searched for the infected.
"Alan, there is no use searching." Limp retorted to his host "It is trying to find us as well."
During the announcement the Principle was on the stage, making the entire gym quiet.
"Alan, the infected is on the stage." the infected hand whispered to his host, making him stutter.
"Wait, so it's a teacher?" the dirt blonde asked.
Then, a new teacher came to the stand. A black Asian, looking in her mid 20s.
"Since the Math teacher of classroom 220 has been put into the hospital, we needed to hire a substitute until his return. This is Ms. Azuma Rylno."
"Alan, that's her." Limp whispered to the dirt blonde, making him look at the new teacher.
When Azuma saw him something happened. He saw the partly infected. He saw past her dark, determined, menacing eyes.
The infect woman only smirked, while Alan was mentally panicked.
"Wow! She a real looker, ain't she?" a classmate asked to the dirt blonde, but he wasn't listening.
'oh no...' Alan thought in nothing but complete terror. 'She found us!'
After the announcement, Alan walked to his first class, Science. As he sat down in his seat, he received his name on the intercom being said by the new teacher. He sighed and got up. It took him five minutes to get to class from the gym, now it's going to take him three minutes to get to the office. Great.
Alan opened the door to Azuma's office, visually he was imitating, but his heart was beating rapidly, so much that the infected woman could hear it.
"What do you want?" the dirt blonde asked her, making the female create a smug look.
"You do need to calm down, Mr. Kendrick." Azuma replied to the partly infected, "If I wanted to kill you, you would already be dead. Your left hand should know that."
The infected hand was then raised himself to his parasite sister. "Of course. You did not send any type murderous signals."
"So, wait. She doesn't want to kill us?" Alan questioned them both.
"No." Rylno answered, seemingly emotionless, just like Limp. "I am however curious with you humans, and would like to study your kind forward. But other than that I wish to live a normal life."
Alan was surprised. From his encounters with other infected, he didn't expect them to desire something so much as to be normal.
"I see. You were giving off an abnormal signal before." Limp said.
"I do hope to become more equanted with both of you." the infected woman forcefully smirked, making Alan frightened at the sight.
"Limp, it could be a trap." the dirt blonde retorted to his left hand. "Don't fall for her tricks man."
"Oh Alan," Azuma calmly said. "You shouldn't being speaking about a teacher like that."
That phrase surprised both Alan and Limp. 'She's even acting like a teacher?'
Later that day Alan sat at a counter in a restaurant with his morphed hand, waiting for his teacher Azuma Rylno. Limp searched the area for her, he found more.
"Alan, I sense Azuma Rylno." Limp stated to his host. Making him uneasy, but he didn't realize what was going on. "I also sense two others."
"What?!" the dirt blonde shouted quietly, so not to arouse suspicion to himself. "I knew it. I knew she would try to ambush us. We have to go." he stated standing up, but his left hand was clawed into the counter. The human tugged on his arm, but when he got free it was too late.
Azuma stood in front of the partly infected, along with a tall African American, and a short brown haired child. A surprising turn out yes.
"This is the boy I was talking about." Azuma told to the two infected. "These two associates of mine, are Marcus," she said gesturing the short child, "And-"
"My name is unimportant, but you may call me Anon." the African American said in a stern tone.
"Yes." the teacher said, "This is Alan, and his left hand, Limp."
"This is the human you are so interested in?" Anon asked to Rylno in suspicion. "Can we even call him one of us?"
Then Alan's left hand transformed into its Claw Mode, tendrils wrapped around his hand to his elbow with knives cutting out the skin of the fingers.
"No need to be like that friend." Marcus explained "If we wanted you dead you would be dead. Didn't Azuma tell you this?"
Then they all sat down. Marcus sat next to Alan, a great smile on his face. Azuma and Anon sat on the opposite side, making the dirt blonde's heart beat faster than ever.
"Alan, you need to calm down." Limp stated. "It is okay, they harbor no killing intentions."
"Tell me, what are we to you, Alan?" Rylno asked the dirt blonde. The question made him think. What are they to him?
"Well...to me, you're monsters. I've seen that first hand." Alan said, looking at his mutated hand.
"I see. From your perspective we are most likely nothing more than killers. Much like the first of us, Alex Mercer." Azuma explained to the human and his infected limb.
"Mercer was a normal guy, until an accident at Penn Station." Marcus told Alan, "He was infected and became the prime virus, which grew over the years. Then he was killed and we had conserve ourselves so years later we came, to infect other humans. Of course we aren't as strong now, we can't consume people, we eat them."
"Really?" Limp questioned the short child. "That is interesting."
"We conducted an experiment, we wanted to find out if we are human." Azuma told the partly infected blonde. "Anon and I had sex. As a result I am now pregnant. So I ask you, what is this creature growing inside of me?"
Alan's left hand then stretched out Rylno growing an eye out the finger. "You both used human bodies. As a result, a human child is growing inside of you."
"That's right." Rylno replied to Limp, "So what does that tell you, Mr. Kendrick?"
The dirt blonde then looked down and sighed. Then Anon stood up, got out of the seat, and walked away.
"Oh no." Marcus mocked smiling, "Someone's mad. As always."
"Now Alan, the real reason I wanted to speak to you, wasn't to discuss whether we are human or not. We no we are not." Rylno explained to the infected child, "We just needed to let you know something. Your kind is extremely rare. This could prove terribly for you both, Alan and Limp. You are unpredictable and can be a wild car," she grabbed a spoon, "So let me make this clear. Pay attention to this spoon. If you try to stand in our way of a normal life, intervene with this experiment, or give us a reason not to trust you." she places the spoon in her mouth. Seconds later, she pulled it out. The end of it was bitten off! She bit it off!
Alan gulped, his heart rate reaching near critical.
"Well, I think we made our point clear." Azuma stated, giving Marcus a gesture to leave, and so they did, leaving Alan and Limp to sit there, in complete fear.
'Why...' Alan thought to himself 'I had to be infected!'
