The Night of The MODE Apocalypse

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The only warning I have for this chapter is extreme sadness... :(

For entertainment only!


Chapter 9

The vent they crawled through was dark and freezing. They weren't sure if they'd turn in to icicles soon. Just as they were approaching the edge they ended up on a loose plane and fell through.

BOTH: AHHHHHHHH (they screamed as they fell through). They both groaned from the fall surprisingly not any more hurt than they already were, but that didn't mean they weren't in pain. Betty tried to get up but felt a stinging in her lower back. Daniel's leg was hurting even more at this point. Betty's arm was bleeding more as it ended up scraping along a board of some sort when they fell.

Daniel: Betty (Daniel said trying to push the crumbled board off him).

Betty: Ugh Daniel. Daniel pushed the stuff off and crawled over to Betty pushing the board off her.

Daniel: Are you okay? (He asked worriedly)

Betty: It hurts.

Daniel: I'm sorry. Come on. We have to get out of here! (He said helping her up slowly)

Betty felt dizzy again, but fought it away. She felt the tears threaten to form again. She fought them back, too. She just wanted to collapse on the floor. Maybe if they pretended to be dead, they wouldn't notice. Betty was lost. She wasn't sure what was happening or how she was moving. All she knew was that Daniel was holding onto her pulling her along with him through the room. God, it was just this last floor.

It seemed that wasn't going to be easy though. Out of nowhere a flurry of MODEnsters came from different sides. Ugh! Where were they coming from? They were worse than ants. At least ants were cool. Betty would takes ants any day over this.

The lightning shown through the windows and the thunder rang louder. Betty and Daniel held each other's hands tighter. They both took deep breaths and whipped out their guns. At this point they were really low on supplies. Betty had two paint loads; Daniel was on his last one. She still had the gun with who knew how many bullets. They ran out of knives floors ago. She lost the chain and whip. They were injured and in pain. Things were not looking good. Betty still had her pipe. Daniel didn't though.

They shot off as many as they could trying to stay close to each other. Every time they weren't close something bad happened. Key goal, stay close to Daniel! Betty felt sick. She just knew something bad was going to happen. She was a wreck. She prayed and plead that Daniel would be okay. Tears blurred her vision again. Blasted tears!

They shot a lot of them each falling into another pile. A group of them however were smart and somehow split her and Daniel up. Betty had never watched zombie movies, but they weren't supposed to be smart, were they? Ugh!

Betty tried to fight the ones that were around her off as quickly as possible to get back to Daniel. She felt so flustered but tried to calm herself enough to focus. Daniel on the other hand had already run out of paint and was now fighting off three of them without any weapon. She needed to get to him quick. One ended up tackling him to the floor, Daniel trying his best to push him off the best he could.

Betty:Nooo! Daniel! Betty blasted the ones approaching her, but her gun slipped from her hands and slid across the room. She pulled out the pipe and swung it around hitting each one that dared to come in her way to get to Daniel. Her heart was racing.

She had gotten to where he was and blasted the one on him away. She frantically helped him up. When she thought everything was calming down, two were darting for her from behind. Daniel pushed her out of the way, when they slammed into him, his side hitting the wall. When he slammed into the wall, his side right beneath his vest made contact with something sharp, glass or metal, it didn't matter it just cut through him like a blade. He fell to the floor, pain clearly evident on his face.

Betty:DANIEL! She turned while she was on the floor, reached for her gun and shot the two right in between their eyes. They fell to the floor instantly. Betty quickly got up and ran to where Daniel was.

Betty: Oh god, Daniel. No, no, no! Betty's heart was going crazy. This wasn't happening. It couldn't be happening. Not after everything. She quickly made her way over to him, as he was on the ground. Oh God, Daniel! She panicked seeing the pool of blood around him.

Daniel: Please Betty, get out of here. He took in a deep painful breath.

Betty: No Daniel, I'm gonna get you out of here. Oh God. Please. This can't be happening! She tried to hold him up seeing that he was very badly injured just below his vest. It was way too deep and the blood was not stopping. Daniel screamed out in pain.

Betty: Oh my God. She felt like she couldn't breathe when she saw all the blood, trying to calm her heart rate. It's ok...it's okay... we're okay. We can still get you out of here, Daniel. She tried to pick him up, but he just couldn't move and when she moved him he screamed out in pain. Her heart was screaming with him. Her face was wet with tears. She lied next to him holding him, her arms around him from behind and laying him against her, his head on her lap so she could see his face. Betty couldn't feel any worse. She could feel everything crash and burn in front of her. He looked at her eyes and brought his hand softly to her face, the tears forming in Betty's eyes. His hand cupped the side of her face, his hand so warm. Tears slid down. He gently wiped them away.

Daniel: I'm sorry. Betty saw his eyes fill with tears. She just wanted to die. Betty...

Betty: Yes... she said trying to fight her tears and stay strong for him. Her heart was racing by the second. She felt like everything was spinning around her and she didn't know how she didn't pass out. She brought her hand to his that was on her face.

Daniel: You're...the best thing...that ever happened to me. He said looking into her eyes. She couldn't breathe. She knew that those beautiful blue eyes looking back at her...she couldn't even finish her thought...she didn't want to.

Betty: Daniel... she started to cry, her chest tightening, her breathing getting harder.

Daniel: I just want...to tell you, thank you...Betty. For everything. He took her hand in his.

Betty: No Daniel, please...please. You can't leave me. I need you, Daniel.

A tear rolled down the side of his face. Daniel: I'm sorry, Betty. That I couldn't protect you. He said weakly, closing his eyes.

Betty: Shhh...

Betty felt the tears in her eyes. She ran her free hand through his hair affectionately and kissed the top of his head, continuing to run her hand through his hair. More tears rolled down her face. She felt like her heart was in her throat. She just wanted to hold Daniel forever. She felt like her whole world was crumbling. She couldn't breathe. She watched his chest, noticing it got slower and fainter every second. Her vision was clouded. She looked at his face, thinking that she couldn't even imagine waking up and never seeing that face again. She slowly moved her hand from his hair to the side of his face and wiped the tears from his cheek. She felt Daniel's hand squeeze hers tightly for a moment. For a few seconds his hand was holding hers with all his warmth, like he was sending her everything in him. After a quick second she felt it release. She hugged him to her tightly unable to stop her sobs. Daniel... she cried feeling like someone was grabbing her heart. She kissed his forehead again. Suddenly she heard something knock making a clanking sound. She picked up the gun next to her being prepared for what might be there...


AN: I cried so badly when I had written this chapter :'(