Lost and Found: Chapter 8

A/N: I have officially decided to do some major changes to the MD storyline. Most of Ep 5 will NOT be in this book, because of so many authors including it, which is EXTREMELY boring. You'll thank me later for this. Also, Chapters 8 is leading up to The Promening, while Chapter 9 is The Promening and kind of like the events after.

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Now that I think about it, my stomach is getting upset a little bit.

"N? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUC-" I manage to stop myself before I say a no-no word to N. 

He continues, "-K?!"

I stare at him in shock. Where did he learn this from? Another wave of nausea washes over me as my own tummy is fighting a literal civil war. I start to drink some heated water, hoping it will help. 

Back in my stomach...

AbraHAM Lincoln is direction the union troops (stomach) towards the CSA (Confederate States of America), or whatever random crap N fed me. All I hope was that he didn't accidentally feed me some oil. That would be bad.

"Also, I might have accidentally splashed some oil in your mouth while I was drinking some and feeding you," N adds.

I spit out the water, and then gag. "You WHAT?-" I ask N, infuriated.

"I can't kill you, right?" He asks innocently. "RIGHT? RIGHT?" He asks nervously, biting his non-existent nails.

"I hope it wasn't a lot, or I'm dead," I groan, as the union is barely holding the front line.

The pain spikes by 20% and I start to wheeze for air. I double over, clenching my fists.

"ow ow ow ow ow ow" was all I could manage to say. I think I'm going to throw up--

-----N's POV-----

Oh dear. What does expiration date mean anyways? And like a quart of oil spilled accidentally doesn't count right? I hope.

Ivan's unconscious on the floor, still groaning in pain from time to time. Luckily, he didn't throw up yet. I guess the only thing I could do to help him is to carry him back to his sleeping area, or 'bed' as he calls it.

I approach him carefully, hoping he doesn't wake up instantly and discharge a whole magazine into me. He doesn't which is hopefully a good sign that he's asleep.

"OH GOD, HE's HEAVY," I wheeze as I lift him up, or should I say, tried to. 135 pounds of human is heavier than you think. V is still blowing bubbles, and she turns the chair and herself to see what's happening.

"You know, if you unchain me, I'd be able to help," she says. I don't think that unchaining her will be a good idea, if not a downright suicidal idea. Like a idiot, on impulse reaction, I react, "Sure, why not?"

Oops. 

"Get over here and unchain me then!" She screeches at me. Cheesus christ!

I drop Ivan. T H U D. Ooooohhh... That sounded like that hurt. I run towards V, and then take out a bolt cutter hidden in my secret stash of illegal and smuggled items.

I open the rusted tool, rest the blades on a chain link, and then break my hands trying to cut the chain.

"ow," was all I managed to utter out. My poor hands/tool thingamajigs are now properly bent. V rolls her eyes, and deadpans, "Come here idiot. I'll fix them for you."

I take a few steps, and a second later, V snaps my hands back to normal. (far cry healing... ouch)

"Now I can do it!" I exclaim as I stomp on the bolt cutter. Finally, the old, rusted blades cut through the chain link, disconnecting it. V gets up, and gestures me rudely to pick up Ivan by the feet.

She grabs his shoulders and I hold on to his legs, and we carry to his bed, and just toss him on.

V goes back downstairs and chains herself. That's suspicious. I mean, why would she do that? Who cares?

"I'm going to get some suits for us so then we can go to Uzi's 'prom' or whatever," I announce to V. She nods, and then goes back to blowing bubbles. Bored expression, nothing to do, is clearly shown on her faceplate.

I walk outside, the sun has almost set completely, and the burning sensation is minimal. Expanding my wings, I take off and head towards the abandoned superstore. It's called 'Wallmarket' or something like that, I forgot.

As I fly, the structure gets closer and closer to me every second. Finally, I'm directly over it. I retract my wings, and I come crashing down towards the roof. I smash through a couple feet of ACs and electrical equipment long abandoned, and fall ~20 feet to the solid concrete ground.

The impact was hideous, my faceplate was slightly cracked, but the repair nanites should take care of that soon. I get up, dust myself off, and find myself in the middle of the toddler's clothes department.  We're going to need like late teenage years clothes to fit me and V.

I wander around, until I find a nice tuxedo for myself and a dress for V. They were sitting right next to the cashier area, the consumer probably died from the explosion of the core before they could bring it home. 

I fly out of the ceiling with my faceplate fixed. After a short amount of time, I make it back to the spire, where V is still in.

I put down the two suits on the console, and I then turn away from V to get the wrinkles out.

-----Ivan-----

My head feels - okay! That's nice to know that the union has won the civil war raging inside my stomach. I hear that N's returned. I get up and off of the bed, and then waddle my way downstairs. (I haven't walked normally for a while, so that is why)

I replace the oxygen canister with a fresh one leaning against the wall I prepared a couple of days ago. As I finish, I see V apologize to N, then swiftly decapitate N. N's head rolls on the floor. Damn it! Now he's going to waste valuable time regenerating his head! I unstrap my MP5 and turn off safety.

Just as V was about to leap out of the spire, I lit her up. Some bullets pinged off of her uselessly, but a couple managed to lodge deep inside her. I start running after her as I reload the gun with a fresh mag.

No use, as she flies away the second she's outside. I go back in, pissed that V would betray N. N's alive and well again.

"I don't feel so good," N says, adding, "Wait... I need to find Uzi! And then we should capture V again."

"Okay, sure," I reply. I mean, if we really wanted to go to her prom, then we need to find her to help us go there first. We venture outside, and then head towards the colony.

N grabs my shoulders as we take off into the skies. The view is breathtaking, literally. I struggle to breath at this altitude, even with an oxygen mask. Luckily, we land soon, in front of the WD colony. N taps at the doors, and they open a tiny bit. The same WD that answered us last time was peeking out.

"Like, our friend has a prom coming up, and like, we were, like, kind of, like invited..." N struggled to talk.

"Sure! Come right in, as long as you don't kill anyone!" We start running towards Uzi's apartment, led by N.

Snow is everywhere, but the only DD here is N, otherwise the snow would be tainted black from the oil.

CLUNK. I direct my attention away from the snow, and towards N. He seems to have run into a peculiar creature called 'Uzi'.

"N?!" Uzi is shocked to see N run into her. "Uzi?" N says, at the same time, also shocked to see her here.

"Why are- N: You look-" she stutters, "How did- N: I, uh-"

She continues, "I think something bad-"

N tells Uzi, "I could help." He wanders a bit, walking away from Uzi, and then mutters under his breath, "But you probably don't want me..."

Uzi tells N, "No, I could use the help... of you... being there... with me..."

N is super excited about being friends with Uzi again, and he rushes behind her and puts his hands on her shoulder.

"Dapper buddies!" He speaks. Uzi rolls her eyes, but still glad that she and N are friends again.

"Uhh, why is Ivan just standing there? Hello?" She walks towards me, while I'm standing still, thinking about my friends and family.

She waves her hands in front of me several times, and that does the trick.

"Uhh, hi?" I asked, slightly confused.

"You were literally like AFKing three seconds earlier," She replies, bored.

"We going to go or not?" N asks us. Uzi raises her eyebrows at my selection of clothing. I still have the bulletproof vest and the helmet on, which doesn't seem too prom-worthy. 

"Ah, yes. I guess I'll be your - security - in a sense?" I ask her, answering her facial expression.

She's pissed at that suggestion, "I can defend myself perfectly fine!" She yells that at me. I take a few steps back and then say, "I guess that I'm not going then."

That seems to do the trick for N. We're good friends, so this is a devastating blow to him. Right on cue, he begs Uzi.

"Please, there's no other role for him, because he has a freakin gun strapped to his shoulders!" he begs Uzi.

She groans, and then gives in to N's pleas. "BITE ME!" She originally says, then adds, "Fine, he can be our 'security guard'."

N seems to be overjoyed, and I try to hold in a slight smile. N's going to be rolling around in laughter after I make this statement.

I reply, "Sure, where do you want me to bite you?" It takes N and Uzi a few milliseconds to process what I just said, but once it sank into them, N started to laugh really hard. If Uzi had ears, steam would be blowing out of them right now.

"You disgusting freak!" She yells back. Oh, she's a funny one...

--Prom--

Proms weird. No one is dancing, the fruit punch is for decor only, and every single WD seems bored out of their steel heads. Practically everyone is turning their heads towards me and then pointing at my gun. Scared, like I would be if I were them. Uzi and N aren't here yet, since they had to get something, and they let me continue on, after giving a confusing set of instructions.

For intimidation, I turn off safety, which everyone recoils in shock and surprise. I turn safety back on, which makes their cord-nerves calm down a bit. A female WD walks onto the stage, with cat ear head decor?

My brain: FURRY ALERT FURRY ALERT TERMINATE ALL INFECTED INSTANCES

"Okay, listen up, nerds. We're doing this a little early, but since the entire prom court 'mysteriously' disappeared, your queen by forfeit is uh, this," she says, and then V drops in from the ceiling. The whole audience is terrified by this. I am shocked too, because she decapitated N for this.

"Oh, we're gonna die!" a WD in the crowd exclaims.

"Easy, judgey bots, V is my friend. She's done with the murder or whatever. We've been hanging," the WD says. Odd. Why would V hang out with this WD?

"Yes, best friends. So easily manipulated..." V starts to cackle, then suddenly stops. "Prom queen?" She adds, confused. "Ugh..." V looks at the nervous WD, then at the crown presented to her.

"So, forgive and forget, or I'll get my dad to dock your freakin' grades!" the WD says to everyone, and then adds, "And you can't sit with us, Rebecca," 

"...Fine, I forgive her, Lizzy, settle...!" Rebecca says. So, the WD on stage is called Lizzy, how mysterious...

Everyone starts to clap for V, who is now crowned prom queen.

"She's quite cute, though," another WD adds.

Lizzy yells at the audience, "Clap harder, losers!"

"Speech, speech!" The crowd chants.

"I'll kill everyone after? It's not vain, it's extra sinister..." V says.

V goes up to the mic to make her speech, but then is interrupted rudely by the weird Russian WD. A funny 3-pronged symbol shows up, stopping V.

"Ah ha! Unhand them, you fiend-" Uzi and N smash through the doors, and then admit, "I'm confused."

"On second thought, you're way hotter than Doll! Run, idiot!" Lizzy yells at V. I unstrap my gun, turn off safety, and then point the barrel at Doll, the crazy sadistic murderous WD.

Before V could even takes a single step, Doll uses her AS to shove two pieces of rebar into V's arms, and then the WD that handed V the crown gets crushed by AS.

Doll is slowly advancing towards V and then greets her. "Привет, Ви." (Hello, V.)

*flashback to when V kills her parents*

"Ладно, тебе всё понятно." (Anyway, you get it.)

Me and V shoot Doll, but Doll shrugs it off, and the bullets ping off uselessly.

Uzi, now worried about V asks no one in particular, "Holy crap, what is she doing?!" At this point, the crowd is panicked and is running around, but giving Doll a pathway.

N, panicking, says, "This isn't what I expected at all! I guess we should... Uh..." Uzi groans out loud.

Doll throws a blade at V, but it gets blocked by N, who tosses it to Uzi, who throws it back to Doll, which damages and weakens Doll's AS. This causes the AS locking the doors to dissapear, and the crowd rushes out of the school.

I'm still watching from the sidelines, hoping this battle doesn't get too gory.

"Узи, ты правда на стороне Дронов-Убийц? Я не единственная, кто потеряла из-за них семью." (Uzi, you would really side with the Murder Drones? I'm not the only one who's lost family to them.) Doll directs this rant to Uzi.

Uzi responds with, "Bite me! Whoever started this wants us to fight. I'm not dealing with anything well, but I'm done dealing with everything alone." She looks at N, who smiles at her. "We move forward together, or not at all."

"Как мило, но мне твоя помощь не нужна." (Cute, but I don't need help.)

Doll pulls a piece of rebar out of the ground, trying to get N. I run towards him at the last second, and push him away, as the rebar shoves above the ground and barely misses the back of my head.

Doll summons another knife, and then throws it at Uzi. I take that as a command to start firing. I light Doll up with 9mm rounds, which slow her down, and then finally direct her attention towards me.

Doll throws another knife at me, while I'm distracted. It flies through the air, and I drop the gun in surprise. It lodges itself into my vest, but I can still feel the point.

"Итак, еще один человек, которого нужно убить," Doll tells me. (So, another person to kill)

She uses her AS to grab the knife and shove it. It goes through the vest, through the hoodie N found me, and then finally, into my own flesh. P A I N is all I can describe. I gasp from the pain, as AS is still shoving the blade deeper in.

Doll smiles at my suffering, and slows down the force of the blade, making it all more torturous. 

"N, Uzi! Do something about it!" I gasp at them. I can see blood on the blade now, and the vest is slightly stained red. I grab the handle, but to no avail. I fall on the ground, unfortunately on the handle, which just makes it go in deeper.

Uzi and N throw a table at Doll, which takes her attention away from me. I grab the handle, and try to remove it, but it's stuck in deep enough that I can't take it out. N rushes to my side as Uzi battles Doll, buying us precious time.

N crouches down, grabs the handle of the knife, with deathly grip. He yanks it out as I let out a scream of pain. My hands go under the vest, trying to stop the bleeding, which N responds to by giving me some tablecloth as a temporary band aid. I stuff it in the cut, which was excruciating.

N rushes to help Uzi fight Doll, which distracts Doll even more from V, who has freed herself. She takes out a gun, and shoots Doll right in the back of the head, and the bullet lodges itself in her faceplate, not before being cracked by the impact.

Doll falls to the ground, spilling oil everywhere. I can properly see our group now. Honestly, V has sustained the heaviest damage while I've gotten the second worst. Uzi and N are pretty fine, to be honest. I pick up my gun, and then grunt in pain as the knife wound gives me a reminder it's still there. I haven't gotten used to the pain yet, but the reminder certainty was a lot more than I was expecting.

"V, we needed her for answers!" Uzi pouts.

"What? She's fine. Uhh... A little tuckered out..." V says confused, and she realizes a second later.

N accuses V, "V did that on purpose! She's hiding mystery stuff and being over dramatic about it!"

V punches N, and then tells him, "Hey! You suck!

Uzi interrupts them by yelling, "You!" V and N point at each other, accusing one another. Uzi adds, "Lucky for you, we're not done yet." Uzi picks up Doll's house keys, and then gestures us to infiltrate her house. 

Yeah, I hope I don't get arrested for it- OW. The pain tho-

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