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Would You Carry Me To The End?

Testing...finally.

Max's POV

And now I'm alone again. I like to be alone, to be honest. It helps me think. But even if people were around, I'd probably still be thinking.
I can't stop thinking, that's all there is to it. I thought I'd gotten away from her. I thought I could escape. But she found me. I thought I could make a fresh start, but she invaded. She's my worst nightmare.
The worst part is, she's my own flesh and blood. And she...she used me for a profit. You know what words she never said to me?
'I'm sorry.'
Not that it would make a difference, really. She'll probably always stay her selfish self.
But, as hard as it may seem for even myself to believe or comprehend, I don't hate her. She's my sister, I'm just full of confusion.
I used to want to kill her. I would pull out my revolver every night, staring at it, wanting so badly to storm into her room and blow her brains against her headboard in her sleep.
But I never did. I couldn't anymore, I was only 18, and only seeking revenge. But...revenge isn't justice. Justice is what's right for everyone. Revenge is what's right for yourself...or what you think is right.
Maybe I should just apologize for my behavior....
Wait, what am I thinking?! She doesn't deserve an apology. I didn't try to sell her out. I didn't try to threaten her. I never even tried to harm her until I was pushed over the edge from the consequences of her actions!
I need to calm down before my blood pressure goes through the roof.
But then I hear a subtle knock on my door. Frank, by the sound of the type if knock I'm used to from him.
"Come on in, Frank." I say, turning around on the chair of my desk.
He walks in, but he's not completely alone, I should say. My eyes widen as he see what he's holding. It's a 'living', fresh, struggling zombie
"Surprise..."

**********

I'm looking down at the creature strapped into the chair. It's struggling and looking up at me with its grey, lifeless eyes. If it weren't for those eyes, I would swear it was still human.
As it's struggling, I pull out an empty syringe, wiping the needle clean with alcohol.
I then quickly take a syringe of it's blood and empty it into a test tube, sealing it off with a cork. I guess I could do some experimentation with this.
Frank's excited, I can tell. "Scalpel and a petri dish, please." I say, grinning. He eagerly hands me the supplies and I very carefully begin to cut the inflamed bite. The veins coming from it are light, and the paleness of the skin around it shows that the blood is cut off by the blood source, so slicing this off won't be very disastrous if this thing works.
It's not a very pretty sight, but it does the trick, and I take some tweezers, placing it onto the petri dish and under a microscope to examine later.
"What now?" he says, smiling.
"Well if you could take a cotton bud and swirl it in that blood and then swirl that into the antidote real quick that would be the best thing ever." I begin to seal off the wound I created with a plaster gel. But like I predicted, there's no blood.
He hands me the closed syringe and I don't hesitate, I plunge the syringe into her arm and Push down the liquid.
I feel the pulse and I feel it racing, yes!
This could work!
The zombie is growling and struggling harder, it looks like its practically on steroids.
But then it stops. The pulse stops as abrupt as it started. No. Did it kill it? Is this lethal? No...no it can't be. My calculations were correct, I remember! Were the remaining blood cells not compatible?
But then I see something. It's not dead. It...no...she looks up at me., and I see it's eyes.
It can't be...
There's a glint. And that glint was something I didn't see before. It was...life...

Notes

So, I finally got around to writing and uploading this one. WHAT DO YA THINK?!?!?!??!?!
IT WORKS!!!! Do you guys think the two of them are gonna go all Frankenstein "IT'S ALIVE!!!!"
I dunno... Anyways hope you guys enjoy. So what do you think's gonna happen with Max's sister? Tell me what you think in the comments section and I promise to read what you post.
I know what's gonna happen. I would tell you guys but that would be against the rulesMUAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH *paycho*
Happy Reading ^_^

Comments

@bchemicalromance
Thanks :)

TBPAlterEgo TBPAlterEgo
8/12/14

nice chapter!! hope you feel better!!

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