The awkward moment when they now have to tell Izaya hhis sister is dead... HEY LOOK A PLOT TWIST! *shot*
So yeah, if this chapter seems... more distant than the previous ones it's because I recieved pretty bad news today. My father's life expectancy went down today. We're looking basically at 3-5 months. As in He'll likely pass away before christmas of this year. Idk how to really handle this anymore so I basically went numb... hence Izaya's reaction...chances are good I'll come out of shock sooner or later but for now it's weird. I'm not sure how else to describe it either but hey, it made my plunnies want to write this chapter pretty badly since this story is essentially an angst filled garden of angst ne? It'll get fluffier though ...in like... forever from now...

Unbeta'd chapter has no speel cheek on it so there might be a few rerors.(Yes, I did that intentionally)

"She's dead isn't she?" Shizuo and Shinra had only just opened the door. They did have to tell Izaya eventually but they hadn't been expecting that. He was laying in the bed, quiet as could be, his dull, carmine eyes watching them both for a reaction. Their expressions were enough for him though and he turned his gaze to the ceiling instead. He thought he'd feel sadder but he didn't feel anything. Not sadness, not rage… he was numb right into his core.

"Izaya-kun… We-"
"Don't." Izaya frowned at the ceiling. Shizuo was trying to make him feel better but it wouldn't work. He didn't feel anything so how could he feel better?
"Izaya… you should let it out now…" Shinra said then, going to his side. Izaya didn't even turn his gaze in the doctor's direction.

"I can't…" Izaya shrugged a little. He didn't even feel his injuries right now. The stitches didn't send a small twinge of pain like they did earlier. Shinra scowled when Izaya shrugged too, immediately checking the injuries to make sure Izaya hadn't ripped any more stitches like he'd done when Mairu turned.
"You can Izaya, there's nothing to be ashamed of, this is very traumatic for you so-"
"Shut up Shinra…" Izaya muttered. His expression remained perfectly blank now.

"You don't feel anything at all, do you?" Shizuo was more perceptive than Izaya had once given him credit for.
"Ah… Acute stress reaction, then we should watch you carefully for a while, Shizuo, I want you to stay with him for now, once it sinks in and the shock wears off he'll need someone here. In the meantime you should eat something, you've had only a little saline and the blood we gave you for the transfusions going into your arm and you need to keep your strength up so-"

"Why?" Izaya looked at Shinra, an expression of mild confusion on his face. He knew he would be confused if he could feel anything.
"W-why what?" The question threw Shinra a bit.
"Why should I eat?"
"I just said t-to keep your strength up, that w-"
"There's no point in that Shinra, ne~? If I could feel something I would be amused with you, but we'll save that for when whatever this is wears off"

"So what, your sisters died and now you want to? I doubt they'd like that very much flea," Shizuo was glaring at Izaya who now turned his head to look in his direction. The two stared each other down for a moment, Izaya's gaze blank and empty, Shizuo's angry and annoyed… and disappointed.
"It doesn't matter what they want…they're dead."
"So? You think they don't know what you're doing here?"

"What is it you think happens when we die Shizuo? We go to some happy little place in the clouds and dance around with wings and harps and sing all day? Nothing happens Shizuo. News flash, when you die that's it. You just vanish, nothing left. Not here, not some other dimension, not anywhere. Mairu and Kururi are not thinking anything because they are dead, kaput, no more. There is nothing left of them and eventually there will be nothing left of us. When we die that's it, and who knows, maybe that's it for humanity to! We just cease to be, like the dinosaurs,"

"You don't know that for sure…" Shizuo murmured. Izaya was a little taken aback by it. He'd expected Shizuo to curse at him and storm off like he always did now –seeing as he couldn't throw something at Izaya or attempt to crush him without harming the others in the group. Instead Shizuo looked at him with what Izaya thought must be pity.

"Don't give me that look…" Izaya grumbled, glaring at the ceiling again. He was less numb, Shizuo was working his way through the strange sensation of nothingness and forcing out small tendrils of emotion. Izaya didn't want to feel though. Numbness was better than the other option. Shizuo sat beside him all night.

The basement air was still, not a sound resonated. Two bodies lay there, one draped over the other which lay on a steel slab, neither breathing, neither moving. Until one of them twitched. The young teen's fingers flexed twice, her right arm twitching before her left arm jerked violently across her still twins body. A small strangled gasp, hollow and empty escaped her as her eyes opened again, darting around. The iris's were a pure and pale white colour, rather than a warm chocolate brown and her jaw moved, jerking open and clamping shut suddenly. More garbled and rasping sounds came from her though she wasn't breathing. Her vocal cords still worked though she lacked the intelligence to use them. Her right leg shifted and spasmed out as she tried to stand again but they wouldn't work properly yet. The door opened and the sound drew her rapt attention as her limbs continued to move wildly and with no coordination. Thee conversation between the male and female decending the stares was not something she understood, but the sound she did hear and her pale white eyes locked on them when they decended the stairs. Her next sound was louder, angrier and it drew their attention to her, eye's widening in shock when they saw something that shouldn't be possible. Kururi Orihara had not been bitten nor scratched. Yet here she was, turned and fresh.

"Get her chained up, we need a live specimen," The brunette male said, his brown eyes flashing with excitement behind his glasses, though the woman beside him was less than pleased with the idea.
"Celty should do it, she's immune and Shizuo is sitting with Orihara…" She grumbled, her eyes locked on the zombie who was struggling to get up. Her arms were working enough to reach for the pair, her jaw clacking relentlessly as she reached unendingly toward them, rasping sounds escaping her.

"Celty! We have a problem!" He called, as Kururi managed to stand though rather than going around the table she attempted to walk through it. She didn't register the new figure, and in fact neither saw, nor heard her as she decended, paused and then reached her shadows around the zombie. The undead creature gave a rasping howl of frustration –if it could be called that—as she was dragged backwards and away from the humans she wanted to tear into so badly. The Shadows held her to the wall, her arms pinned to her sides and her neck pinned awkwardly to keep her from turning her head to bite anyone who got too close to her.

"How did she turn Shinra? She must have been scratched or bit by Mairu…" Namie mused as she approached Kururi. The dead girl rasped out more groaning sounds, trying to get to Namie but the shadows restrained her thoroughly. The man too approached her now, trying to find marks on her body but the only ones were upon her wrists.

"Did she use the scalpel we used on Mairu?" Shinra asked and Namie picked it up, shaking her head.
"No, I marked the tools we'd used on the bodies so we didn't use them on the living by mistake, this is the scalpel we would have used on Izaya" She explained.
"We need to run more tests… she was infected some-how and we need to find out how…" Shinra decided. The three agreed it best not to inform the others of this new development. Not yet anyways…

Seliphra: Dun-dun-DUUUN!
Izaya: Wait so how'd she turn?
Shizuo: Obvious isn't it? Seliphra's made them *bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
Seliphra: If you watch The Walking Dead you prolly know what's coming here... yeah, that's pretty much my insperation for this story so...additionally there were a lot of reviews upset that I would be killing people off soon. I said a few characters would be LEAVING the story. I never said ANYTHING about killing people off...who knows I may let them live~!
Izaya: You're not that nice...look at your record so far... Seiji, Mika, Simon, Tom, Dotachin, Mairu, Kururi...
Seliphra: *smacks Izaya* Quiet you... additionally I said this before but I AM NOT KILLING KASUKA. WHY? BECAUSE HE'S TOO FREAKING AWESOME. I know a few people mentioned it would be 'only fair' if Shizuo lost his brother but let's face it. Life isn't fair, this story won't be either.
Shizuo: Your ranting again Sephy...
Izaya: He's right, lets kick her out of the postscript and invite someone else in...
Seliphra; Hey you can't kick me out of the post script! I'm the au-*is kicked out*
Izaya: Well.. that was easier than I thought it'd be...
Shizuo: No kidding...I guess if they want to know the next development though... then they ought to review...