Hey guys, this is Ch. 3 of Radioactive, and we have some new characters introduced :D haha they aren't really new, but you should think of them as new. On with the story!


May 24, 2012

12:06 A.M

It took a few hours, but eventually they killed off the horde of zombies that had infiltrated their house. Now they were all upstairs in the "Meeting Room", which was really just an old playroom that got pimped out.

Evan went towards the front of the room, gesturing towards the large board that was propped up on the stand.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked, setting a very grave and forceful tone to his voice, one that was rarely heard and really, you didn't want to.

Dwight narrowed his eyes at the board before scooting away from it.

"That, that is a board full of spirits."

Evan looked at him oddly before looking at his twin, who shrugged as if saying "I'm just used to it."

Jeff, however, was for once paying attention and had a fairly clear idea of what the board was.

"It's a board of everyone who died at Dalton." Jeff said quietly, shuffling his feet under the table.

Evan nodded slowly.

"Precisely. And unfortunately, the number is growing everyday. You have no idea how much it hurts me or my brother when we have to put another red X through one of these pictures. Half of Windsor, as far as we know, should be fairly okay, as we've trained for this since about Freshman year. Stuart, however, no offense to Sebastian, Logan, Julian, and Nick, are pretty bad in the terms of survival. But, that isn't necessarily true that you can't fight, Nick's a fantastic fighter."

Jeff looked over at his boyfriend, pride evident in his eyes.

"Hanover has been doing fairly good as well, but we really can't say as to whether or not most of you will survive. All of you seem to just disappear without a trace."

Jeff, Justin, and Spencer all shrugged.

"Hanovers have their secrets. And if one of them is being able to disappear, so be it." Spencer said, raising his head from the table.

"Right.." Evan said distractedly, gazing at the board.

"Listen guys. I really think that it's important that you all survive. Not just for the purpose that you're our friends, but because we need you. As fighters, as planners, as builders. As much as we hate to talk about this, it needs to be said. If we don't move soon, we will die. We can't stay in Westerville forever." Ethan said, pacing around the room slowly.

"I've already got that taken care of." Evan said, whipping out his cellphone. "We've got a flight out of here tomorrow, 1:00 sharp."

"Wasn't it you that said we shouldn't use airports?" Dwight stated, looking thoroughly confused.

Evan grimaced. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. We're taking the jet." He spoke the last part more to Ethan than anyone else.

Ethan groaned.

"Do we have to?"

"Do you have any other ideas, Eth? We have no choice!"

Ethan sighed and finally nodded.

"Okay..we gotta do this. I'm in."

"Good. Guys? The rest of you, you in?"

"I'm down." Jeff said, sitting up in his chair.

"Me too, we really can't stay here anymore." Nick agreed, taking his boyfriend's hand.

"The auras are telling me I should agree..so I say we take the jet.." Dwight said, not paying attention behind him, where Ethan was gently shaking his head.

Julian and Logan both agreed, silently playing footsie under the table and giggling, Evan rolling his eyes.

Spencer propped his head up on his hands.

"I like it."

Justin nodded in agreement.

Evan crossed his arms.

"Okay. Remember, 1:00 tomorrow afternoon. If you need to say your goodbyes, do it over the phone, please. It's time to call it a night. Pack tonight if you must, we can't be late."

Everyone nodded and left the room.

"Hey babe..."

"Hey Seb."

"I have an idea as to where we could go.."

Evan spun and looked at his boyfriend.

"Go on."

"France."

"What?"

"France. We could stay at my old house, I've got room..and, I've always wanted to show you where I grew up, and what I did..it'll be a new experience, for all of us." Sebastian smiled, wrapping his arms around the boy in front of him."

Evan grinned.

"I like that idea. Lets do it."

Sebastian grinned back at him, hugging him close.


Jeff and Nick headed upstairs, tired and worn out from the events of the battle. Nick was practically forcing himself to take steps. Jeff noticed and couldn't help but frown. He knew how much effort Nick put into fighting, and how much it took out of him.

"Nick?"

"Hmm?" he replied sleepily, his eyelids drooping slightly. Jeff was getting tired just looking at him.

"Baby, do you want help getting up the stairs?" the blonde asked, holding his arms out.

"Nah..I'm alright." he said, steadying himself on the handrail of the spiral staircase.

"It was a rhetorical question." Jeff stated, picking up his boyfriend bridal-style and carrying him into the room they shared.

"Jeff.." Nick whined, after Jeff had laid him down onto the bed.

"Nick.." Jeff mocked, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy.

"Why'd you do that?" He asked, nuzzling his head into Jeff's shoulder.

"You're exhausted, you looked like you were about to pass out right on the staircase." The taller boy said, stroking Nick's dark locks.

Nick chuckled.

"I'm only tired because I was protecting you." He said.

"And why would you do that?" Jeff asked.

"Because..."

"Because why?" Jeff pried.

"Because you're my whole world."

Jeff blushed.

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. My whole world and more."

Jeff grinned and wrapped his arms around Nick tightly, holding him close.