A/N: So I noticed my story is a little slow. Don't worry, I hope to make it much more gory soon! I will put more pairings in there too :3 Also, I know the chapters a little badly written. Bare with me. It'll get better soon.
I love you all!
Alfred yawned and stretched. He got up before realizing someone was sleeping on top of him.
"Bloody wanker! The Hell was that for?"
"Oi, what's all the racket? You two already havin' sex?"
"Sh-Shut up, Peter!"
The American grinned. "Sorry, Arty. Kinda forgot you were sleeping on me. I'm kind of used to sleeping during the day because I could never find a safe place for the night."
The Briton shrugged. "Well, its time to get up anyways. Come on, Peter, pack up our stuff, we're going North."
The boy dramatically sighed. "Why me? Why do I have to do it? Pack yourself, mate!"
"Bloody hell, just do it."
Peter groaned as he began to pack all of their belongings in backpacks.
Alfred cocked his head. "North? Why North? I thought we were going westwards?"
"Christ, Alfred, do you want to find your brother or not?"
"Of course I do! That's why we are going West-"
"Canada is North, idiot. We'll go North then head west. Your brother is near Alberta and British Columbia, right? Thats right above California."
"Oooh..."
"Anyways, I know a few safe spots we can stop for the night if we have to. So the faster we get moving, the better. Which reminds me, we should scavenge for food too. We're getting a bit short."
"Yeah! I don't think I can stand your dreadful cooking, either! How you even make cereal burn is beyond me!"
"Shut up you!"
Alfred grinned as he helped Peter pack up and count their belongings. Together, they had two bags of chips, three half-empty water bottles, two shot guns, a rusted, but sturdy knife, a map, a compass, Alfred's rifle, a gold locket, a comic book and four boxes of ammo. Arthur insisted that Peter would leave the comic book, but he insisted to take it.
When Arthur opened the heavy door to the truck, a scorching heat met them. Alfred also noticed slight dent marks and blood at the side of the truck. He shivered a bit. "Thank God they're dormant at night."
Arthur nodded as Peter skipped off ahead of them. "I'm gonna look for some food and supplies!" Alfred grinned as Peter turned the corner and kissed Arthur on the cheek.
"What was that for?"
"What? I can't just kiss you just because?"
"We are in the middle of an apocalypse, Alfred. We have to be on our t- The bloody hell! Put me down you oaf!"
The messy blond yelped as Alfred picked him up bridal style and laughed. "Your eyebrows have gone bushier."
"Thanks for noticing, dick. Some boyfriend you are." Arthur tried to frown, but a smile twitched on his lips. It would have stayed there until they heard a loud yelp.
Arthur squirmed in Alfred's grip until he let him go. "Peter!" They made a sharp left as they saw Peter with an arm around his waist and a long sword held to his neck. Alfred tried to get a look of the figure, but the face was covered with a white fox mask with a red stripe across it. There were two long, but thin slits that Alfred assumed were eye holes. "L-Lemme go you berk! I don't have anything!" Fox-Face (as Alfred decided to call the person) just grunted as pulled Peter in a tighter grip.
Alfred narrowed his eyes and cocked his rifle. "He's just a kid. Let him go."
"No. I need him. Go away, go away." Arthur was a little surprised. The voice had a slight Japanese accent and it was also very raspy, as if he hadn't had water in weeks. It was also most defiantly male, but he did have an almost girlish figure.
"What do you want? We don't have much, but we'll give anything just to let my brother go." Arthur's voice slightly cracked.
Fox-Face didn't hesitate. "I want boy. Go away, go away. Experiments. Go away."
Peter's face was filled with terror. He squirmed a bit, but the masked man had a strong grip on him and pressed the sword closer to his soft neck. Peter squealed with pain as blood slowly began to draw. "More experiments, more experiments. Kozan, kozan, kozan." Fox-Face hissed.
Alfred gritted his teeth. "Dammit..." He raised his rifle, and took aim at the Fox's white face. "Let him go and you can live another day, asshole."
Everyone could almost hear the grin in the raspy voice. "Ie. Kozan, kozan, kozan. Shoot and boy is dead. No experiment. Everyone dies, everyone rots. Kozan, kozan."
"H-He's Infected!" Peter manage to choke out as he began to claw at the blade. The young boy managed to do a small twist which slit his neck further, but was able to take off the mask. The face was dry and calloused. He hissed and growled at the sudden exposer to the burning sun, but his grin remained. The skin on his right cheek was completely dried off showing rotten, sharpened, teeth. The left eye was sewn shut and his black hair was ragged looking as if someone as torn some of it out. Thick black stitched covered his face, keeping his nose and ears on his face. He looked like some sort of broken, rotten, patchwork doll. "Ie, Ie, go away. Kozan!"
"Aiya! Kiku! Get in the shade or else your going to fall apart again!"
Bewildered, the trio stared as another Asian looking man came from inside from the building they were in front of. He was small and dressed cleanly, similar to 'Kiku'. He had a long white lab coat, skinny jeans and a long pony tail. Kiku was also pretty clean except his face looked like it was going to melt. He grinned as Peter scurried back to Arthur and Alfred. "Gomenasai."
The man glared at the creature until it picked up the white mask and stalked off to sit at the side of the building, his eye still glittering hunger at Peter.
"Sorry about that. Ever since I gave him the mask, he always wanted to go outside. You okay, little boy?" The man actually smiled, which was a strange sight for three to see.
Alfred cleared his throat. "It's fine. So, um.."
"Aiya! Dui bu qi, I'm sorry I'm so rude! My name is Yao Wang. Usually Kiku isn't as aggressive. Sometimes the medication I give him makes him a bit crazy!" Yao laughed and Peter huffed.
"That guy seems more crazy then that Infected!", the small boy whispered. Arthur kicked him.
"I'm Alfred, this is Arthur and the brat down there is Peter. So um, he's infected?"
Peter stuck out his tongue. "I resent that!"
The Chinese man nodded happily. "Kiku used to be my partner many moons ago. We were scientist studying medicine for all sorts of diseases. When he showed signs of being Infected, both of us were devastated, but he offered his body to science. So when he was past the Gone, I did many experiments with him." The Chinese man talked excitedly. "I discovered the weak points of one that has been Infected. I also discovered that with much work, the Infected brain can be manipulated."
"It's alive, it's alive, it's alive!" Alfred and Arthur looked back to see Kiku laughing hysterically.
Arthur cocked his head. "It's quite strange... All of the Infected that I ran into tried to eat my stomach in. I thought they had a taste for raw meat... And he seems less sensitive to the sun. And he has a sword."
The Chinese man grinned. "It's his prized katakana. Strange, even when he lost his mind he had a liking to it. But yes, lot's and lots of experiments. Would you like to come inside? I have some tea and food. I found an apple tree ysterday. Wonder that it didn't burn."
Alfred and Arthur exchanged skeptical glances, but Peter bounded after him like a puppy. "Food! Guys, he has real food!"
Defeated, the two followed Yao, Kiku and Peter in the dark building.
A/N: Kozan- Mine
Ie- no
Dui bu qi- Sorry 'bout that
Hehe, hopefully my Chinese and Japanese is getting better! Those are the only languages I don't need for Google translate lol
SO yeah, lame cliff hanger. Crazy scientist!China and Infected!Japan. Sorry for making them batshit crazy lol. I plan on more gore ahead! WOOT
