Disclaimer: I do not own or make money from the anime Death Note, but the plot of this fic is mine.
Suggested Listening: No one There by Sentenced
Epilogue:
Part 1
The year was 2017 and the first signs that the infected were dying out were confirmed. That was not to say the virus wasn't still going strong but it seemed that the human body simply could not hold itself together with all the strain placed upon it. Some of the infected were literally falling apart from the wounds they had acquired.
It was also a full twenty-seven months after the vanishings and almost twelve months since the destruction of Community 4.
In that time power had been restored in the residential areas and along some of the supply routes. Matt was not certain how that had been accomplished but he had heard whispers that the communities had found people to go to the power plants. Matt had no idea how true that was or not, or if it had begun long before power had been restored but he didn't really care.
Three new communities had been formed as well; in Connecticut, Kentucky and Arizona. Though they were inching close to California, Matt doubted the actual state would ever have a community as it was still crawling with the infected and in some parts the water was eating up the land.
No form of safe inner-community travel had been established either so anyone with a Radio Nowhere status had the job of ferrying people and supplies to and from as well as border patrol of the states inhabiting the communities. They were all unofficially licensed to kill a suspected infected individual without inspection.
The infected were dying off but that did not mean they were not a threat and that new ones weren't still being 'made. It seemed as though things were getting better finally at long last. Matt assumed it could have gone worse, like a book he had once read where there was nowhere safe except the sea where the bodies of the dead couldn't reach you.
All that had happened in only twenty-seven months but to Matt it honestly felt like many more years. It felt like decades.
He traveled a lot and worked on and off in freight transport for the communities, mainly if he were running low on gas and needed some for storage. Practically the nations supply had been taken under control of those twenty communities. Matt was certain that once the areas around the oil refineries were secure they would be back in production. Though not nearly as much would be needed so what they had would last until the infection was gone, if it ever was.
Matt had also heard rumors of livestock being raised and farmed again but for the moment they were just rumors. It would be nice to eat meat again instead of simple grown vegetables and supplement pills (and whatever prepackaged food was still edible).
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Matt had been in Vancouver, Canada for a while—nearly six months ago—after it had been established that people were alive there and had made 'communities of their own. Though they called them "camps" over there.
It had been an interesting few months, that was for certain.
But Matt wasn't always driving around to nowhere; he had a home in Maine where he was able to stockpile goods. Things that needed freezing or that were not set to go bad in another couple of years. The longer he was able to keep the food the better.
That was where he was currently headed back to. He had done some favors for people and had gotten some luxury foods that needed storage. He had been on the road for the last sixteen hours and was more than ready for a good nights rest.
So when the familiar gravel road hidden almost completely by trees came into view he smiled wearily. He pressed the garage opener and waited for it to lift up halfway before attempting to go inside. Matt didn't leave the camaro until the door was fully down and locked and he had the lights turned on and made certain the room, including under the car, was clear.
There was an incident he would rather not have a repeat of consisting of an infected slipping past the door the last second and the sensor not tripping. Matt hadn't seen it so it had been a rather nasty surprise to come face to face with the skeletal figure upon locking up the car.
Pocketing his keys he let himself into the house and after doing a complete search, making certain it hadn't been broken into by people or infected, he finally let himself relax. Short of a truck barreling into the house there should be no way for something to get inside but complacency would get you killed.
The first thing he had done when he claimed the house as his was to secure thick metal slabs across the walls with windows. It wouldn't matter if something happened to break through the boarded up windows as all they would reach was the metal covering it from the inside. Next had been the main entryway that Matt still wanted to be able to use in an emergency. He had hired some help to replace the door, as he had wanted it custom made. It ended up being more like a safe rooms door, thick and solid. The frame around the door had to be modified to handle it as well as extra safe holdings inside but it couldn't be knocked in by any infecteds and was secured, just in case, with a latch bar.
And that was just the main floor. The house was one story but had a basement. Matt had also made some modifications to it, again with some help. It paid to be on good terms with people in the communities sometimes.
Matt toed open the basement door and struggled a little with the boxes in his arms but nothing tipped over and he didn't fall on the way down.
The basement was sealed so moisture couldn't get in. He had half of it carpeted where the bedroom portion was and the rest was where Matt stored the refrigerated foods. Most of the non-perishables were stored upstairs in the kitchen.
Prying open the top of the fourth box freezer Matt's gaze flickered to the portion of the wall he knew a door was hidden behind. All one had to do was push the wall and a passageway would appear. It lead to a narrow tunnel he and an acquaintance had dug out. It had been a difficult endeavor to ensure the tunnel wouldn't weaken or collapse any portion of the house.
It had been a job for skilled people, not them. However Matt was reasonably certain a cave in wasn't going to happen, or at the very least he would notice the cracks in concrete before it did.
The tunnel was protected on both sides by thick, heavy slab doors, numerous trip wires and sensors. It would be useless to have a "safe" house if the infected could just amble down the tunnel and get in.
The tunnel was not long, just enough to lead out of the house and about two hundred yards into the backyard and into the bottom of another garage.
Matt kept a spare car there just in case of emergencies. He wasn't taking any chances, not anymore. This all should have been done in the early days even if it would have taken so much longer to accomplish.
He locked the freezer and jogged back upstairs after shutting the lights off. Stripping, he tossed his clothes into a hamper and jumped into the shower. They still had water pressure and still had tap water, god only knew if it was actually still safe to use, but there was no hot water anymore unless you had a working water heater and salt for it, which this house did not.
Matt wasn't all that much bothered by the cold showers, he just did not stay in them long. Life was certainly different these days, he reflected. It almost seemed normal. Except for the guns mounted to all rooms in the house and the metal 'locks on the doors.
One couldn't be too picky about those things.
Matt toweled dry and quickly grabbed spare clothes as he set about making preparations for something to eat before he retired for sleep in the basement. There was plenty of room upstairs for a bedroom and despite all the securities Matt had made his room in the basement.
Matt had placed alarm sensors on all the doors so if something came in during the night he would know immediately.
Lighting a cigarette Matt waited for the pan to heat up; he was starving.
He hadn't spoken on the radio for anything other than business in over six months.
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-End Epilogue Part 1-
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AN: Somehow, the ending line is my favorite XD Epilogue part 2 will be up sortly...
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