Summary: ‘And when the darkest hour strikes upon humanity, so does the sugary obsession only fools would mistake for love.’ US/UK. Apocalypse AU.
Warnings: R, contains violence, NSFW, and obscure themes. Take a look at the tags if you are sensitive to any subject.
a/n: First multi-chaptered fic I publish. It was originally a one-shot but I guess I got a little carried away. I was listening to Sia when I wrote this. By the way, October is awesome.
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ACT I
Arthur pushes his way through the path, cutting down the green creepers that seem to grow in the woods. He runs in a rapid manner in order to catch up with Gilbert, without letting go of Peter’s hand. The young chap is tired, he’s noticed, and it pains him to know the very little he can do now about it.
“Stay together. Follow me,” he hears Gilbert command. The Prussian’s sense of orientation always seemed to be stronger, so he complies the order. Striding down near them they can see a couple of walkers, oblivious to their presence. Gilbert makes a motion to hunt them down, but Arthur restrains him from doing so.
“We can’t waste time,” the blond says. Gilbert frowns but absents himself from commenting anything as a harsh sound enters through their ears. Their worried eyes collide, and Arthur feels dizziness rise upon him by instants.
“They’re near.”
Arthur is going to take a look at the others when a huge bang startles them. The Brit instantly slows down, followed by the rest of the crowd. They’re close. Too close.
He crawls to a group of bushes and makes a sign to the others. Then, Arthur holds his breath, while feeling shivers run through his spine.
Bang.
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