(If you see random little coments in perenthesies or something like that it means that we were talking between each other and forgot to erase it)

Noah’s P.O.V- An enemy or friend?<--- Love it :D

I walked from the bathroom, in the direction of the exit. the air around me was suffocating and I couldn’t breathe. It was quite strange, meeting my enemy for the first time because… well I don’t think I’ve felt like that before. From the moment he’d walked into the room something hit me mentally… it was as though my brain was trying to reach a past that had been hidden from me. He’d said his name was Wesley… why is that name spinning around in my mind like it’s something important, as though he’s someone important. Do you see what I mean now about suffocating? I can’t breathe with these thoughts.

     I burst through the doors being greeted first of all by the sun… I hate the sun. I’m sure it purposely comes out to piss me off. It’s up there in that blue sky, mocking me with its annoying rays. I glared up at it offence, and stalked to the tree where I usually sat now. It’s nice and shady under there. In a few moments Miranda will come and collect me… giving me my orders as usual. This time, I’ll be up against that kid. How can I fight someone who smiles like that? He didn’t even flinch when I was a jerk just then… and as if this entire mess wasn’t bad enough, I’d thought he was fucking cute. Can I really go up against him?

     “Experiment One-hundred, you are being summoned to the arena now, in area nine. This is hand to hand combat, but I’m sure you’ll use whatever means necessary. Don’t take it easy on him either, just because he’s smaller… don’t underestimate his powers. Come.”

    Like the little lap dog I was becoming for these people, I stood up and followed her willingly. God knows where my previous self had gone. I’m Noah… and… I’m eighteen… I lived in… I lived… where the fuck did I live? My school… friends? I had friends right? I continued to follow Miranda up some metal steps, and approached a large metal door, standing in the distance of a stupidly long hallway. Along this particular hallway were a few doors where previous experiments had been contained… experiments like me, who’d fallen to the worst level of their virus. It wasn’t a pretty sight, and they screamed so loud through insanity it made my ears bleed.

       Miranda stopped at the door now, and turned to face me.

        “Remember, don’t hold back. You go in there with the intention to kill your enemy. If you succeed, you win back your freedom and the anti-virus. Understand, experiment one-hundred?”

        “I understand.” I responded and before I went inside, I moved the ear piece into position near my ear and spoke into it. “Initiating experiment one-hundred. Mission begin… in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…”

     The door opened automatically and I stepped inside, searching my surroundings… the room was wide, cold… empty except for chains hanging from the ceiling and a chair. The floor was dirt or like grit, walls were stone. And then my eyes fell upon my target… I took a deep breath preparing myself as I spoke.

       “We meet again experiment one-hundred-and-one. Have you prepared?”

       "Yeah I have Noah." He smirked and unsheathed his interesting swords. We circled one another slowly as I raised my fists. Yeah, I’m not programmed to use weapons… ‘they’ injected me with the same amount of power as Wesley… except he’s been training with swords too. I don’t know why but right now… I’d be happy if all of this came to an end, I’ve already accepted my fate of giving in. I know he’s strong, if he really wanted to, he could kill me now. At that moment I felt a sharp stabbing pain enter my head, causing me to grip it tightly as a white light blinded my vision… voices ringing so loud in my mind but I couldn’t understand them because they spoke to high and fast. Not really wanting to, my body acted automatically and my hand shot something blue but Wesley jumped out of the way.

      He blinked for a moment then looked up at me again. He spun and sliced down with both of his swords,'why don't I want to kill you?' It sounded in my mind and it hurt so bad I had to grip again, letting out a painful cry. I glanced at him, my vision distorting slightly… ‘I… don’t know. But you should. I’ve been programmed to fight… they won’t let me leave yet. Do something!’ In anger more than anything because of not wanting to hurt him, I threw both of my fists forward shooting out white-blue shards of ice toward him. If he doesn’t fight me, they’ll kill us both.  

     'Sure they will.' He dodged easily.'you know they can't hear me talking to you.'

    ‘No they can’t, you’re right… however, they can see us. They’re using me… we need to make it fair, they want entertainment. I don’t want to do this, but I have no choice. I’m not in control of my body anymore. It’s somehow built to know you’re an enemy and is acting like they’ve told it to. I can’t stop it… the only person who can, is you.’

    I threw something green from my fists then, but he still dodged… what the hell am I going to do? I refuse to kill him, I can’t… physically I can’t. I won’t. But why? Why am I unable to hurt him?

     'They use to have that on me. Although you can mentally break it Noah.' He sent and stabbed forward with his right sword. I automatically jumped back to avoid getting hit but if I had my way I would have ended it right then. I hesitated, frowning in confusion. ‘What are you talking about, how?’

      ' you break it with your mind. Although easier to say you force your powers to the inner spot of your mind.' He sent me and smiled slightly. I then had a really strange idea… if he’s telling me the truth, and I’m holding no doubts about it for some reason, then perhaps I might be able to free myself somehow. I glanced around, eyeing up those rusty chains and then scanned the area. For the entertainment side of it, I launched some more colourful stuff at him.

    ‘I want you to do me a favour. We are going to have to fight until we’re exhausted, or at least until you are. They’ll come and get you to rest in that moment. When they do, go down to the basement and I’ll meet you there. You can talk me through getting rid of this mental hold they have on me.’ I didn’t know if it would work or if they’d even be satisfied with our fight… but all I know is that in my heart… I cannot kill him. 

    'Or we can make this a tie and piss of doctor Finlay and his two little bitches.' He dodged a few times more, he glanced up.  Then looked back at me,'Noah never forget. That's weird.'

  “I guess so, I’d love to see their faces when their plan hasn’t worked.” I spoke with a small grin and then mentally asked him. ‘What’s so weird anyway?’ 

       He infact didn't answer, he just smiled slightly and dropped his guard. He walked up to me, to closely. "I'm trying something I hope you won't object." Wesley leaned in and kissed my lips....

for a moment I froze, but then all of a sudden I felt this strange need… an urge so powerful to kiss him back. A voice appeared in my mind, it was Wesley’s but… it wasn’t him talking to me now… "if it is the virus then I don't want to be cured. I like you a lot too." I’m almost certain Wesley hadn’t said that to me before… but, it was his voice and it sounded different to the one he uses to contact me through his mind. I’m so confused! What the hell is happening? 

    He pulled away ,"I know you and well." He looked in my eyes. I didn’t know what to do… I mean I do but it’s complicated. It was frightening not remembering much of anything and even my older memories of my home life were vanishing.

    “I… don’t… I don’t understand. How?” I glanced around the room fearing what would happen if ‘they’ knew we weren’t fighting. Oh god, what if they saw? We’re going to die… we’re dead.

   He paused for a moment then put his fingers on the side of my head. "This might hurt." There was a sudden shock in my mind. They clouds in my mind started vanishing. Instantly it was as though a movie was playing out in my head, but had been put on fast forward. I couldn’t grasp all of the images but a small number of them grabbed my attention. Wesley… I saw us in school, I saw us being contained… all of our hardships laid out bare in my mind. It ached in my head from the severe pressure of receiving those small memories of our past. I fell to my knees, holding my head as a final memory played out… our last moment together… Never forget… everything became calm after that, like the sea when the weather is calm. I whispered with different emotions.

         “Never forget… we… we’re friends?”

    "No were more than friends." Wesley said softly. Upon hearing those words my heart twisted with recognition and my eyes filled with tears, my eyes burning. I stood slowly, and kept my tone quiet.

        “You’re different. I’m… sorry I let them manipulate my mind and I forgot… I’m so sorry.” With one swift movement I brought him into my arms and held him against me, tightly. This felt better and familiar… I felt at home and my heart was aching for entirely different reason, of wanting to beat for him.

"I missed you." He smiled," I love the new look." I couldn’t help but smile, as I replied in a light tone.

      “I missed you more. I hate this new image… it screams out ‘dark’ however, you look adorable. I’m finally agreeing with your wardrobe.”

   "I gots new style."He laughed. Suddenly Mr. Finlay walked out.

   "You're suppose to be fighting! One, hundred-one what the hell did you do too one-hundred."

   "Let us go fines. "He said,"we failed, so let us go."

   "You won't get the anti-virus."

   "I don't give a crap about it." Wesley looked at me.'i know you do though. Sorry but i like this power.' I looked at Finlay, glaring at him with fury and then my rage erupted like a volcano. I fired my weird ice shards at him, as I spoke.

     “WE don’t want your stupid anti-virus. You made the biggest mistake of your life, turning us both into killer assassins because now… you and your pathetic facility can rot in the damage you’ve all caused. Wesley and I… we’re out of here, and we’re going to be cleaning up what mess you’ve created outside of this place. Oh and… I smashed up the anti-virus before.” I turned to Wesley and shrugged, “Sorry I didn’t mention that bit of information.”

     "Like I said before. I like these powers." He smiled, he pointed his sword at Finlay."now keys please or I can take them from your corpse." He laughed darkly,"what will it be doctor." Okay this is totally not the moment to think so, but man is he hot right now! I quite like it when Wesley is ‘dark’ it gives me chills. Doctor Finlay was visibly shaking… and it was in that moment when I realised something. I slowly walked toward them, and crouched to his level.

      “You infected yourself, didn’t you? Wow… I bet you feel quite ridiculous now. Didn’t your parents’ ever teach you about the law of love?”

    Doctor Finlay glared at me as his shaking became violent, his voice quivered.

     “What are you talking about?”

     I took hold of Wesley’s wrist, smiling up at him as I stated.

     “Well it’s said that love always triumphs over evil… no matter what. It looks like you’ve lost, Finlay.”

      “You can think what you like, experiment one-hundred but… you are still a monster, and now you have no cure.”

      “My name is Noah and I already have my cure. Because as long as I have Wesley… I need nothing else.” I felt so satisfied right now but it’d be inappropriate to dance. I stood up straight and kept hold of Wesley’s wrist, softly.

   "So true. Now can I kill him Noah?" He looked up at me with mock innocence. I grinned at him as I spoke.

    “You can if you want… or we can allow him to suffer falling to the blackest part of the undead. I leave it up to you, my sexy assassin.” ←- HAHAA lol, you!

  "As long as you don't use the nickname babe or baby."He smiled then walked up to Finlay and reached into his pocket and grabbed a white ring of keys that were labeled. "Noah open that door."He tossed me the keys and pointed to a huge door to the outside." Keep it open too."

   Wesley turned back to Finlay and clean cut off his right leg and left arm. "My masterpiece." He laughed. I heard a piercing scream coming from Finlay as a sea of blood decorated the dirty floor. Wesley remained by Finlay’s side for a moment but my attention was grabbed when I heard the lazy groans approaching me. I turned my head slowly to see a sea of zombies heading this way. I froze but they dragged their mutilated bodies passed me, the smell was revolting… bits of flesh and bone hanging in different angles. I heard one of them click as they passed by and I noticed that his foot was completely on its side… Okay, now I’m freaked out. I edged a little out of the way, but followed them to where they approached Finlay and Wesley. I held out my hand as I called frantically.

       “Wesley, come on! We have to go!” I watched as one of the zombies began to feast eagerly off of Finlay’s castrated leg and I shivered visibly. I spoke, completely grossed out. “Okay, now I’m officially freaked out! Can we go!?”

       Wesley appeared beside me and pushed me out the door,"run." He said ,"if we get separated find your way to east river skate park." He started run. I was slightly dazed at first… what the hell does he mean separated? I swear to god sometimes… I heard a groan from behind me and coming face to face with a really mutilated woman (I think) I jerked back cursing in shock and then yelled after Wesley, picking up speed as I joined his side.

     “Wait for me!"

    "Speed up dear."He smiled at me then looked forward and jumped a seven foot fence. I followed him keeping the pace easily… I really do like this power. I don’t think I mind being a monster too much. As we ran further I asked, dodging a fallen branch.

      “So what now?”

     "Well ."  He said when we got far enough away almost to where school was," I'm not sure." He stopped running,"it's getting dark, but that normally adds to our strength and power. Oh curious can you see in the dark now? I can." I glanced around the area, it was really quiet and like a ghost town…

     “I can see in the dark but… Wesley… I can see fire, but there’s no fire here. It’s like a… house or something, I can’t quite make it out.” I searched around again, but there were no house around here burning like this one… it was strange.

  "Burning house. It's down the street. I can hear the crackling and screams......" He looked up at me,"come on."  

   Wesley grabbed my hand and started walking toward it. We ran down a familiar street… completely deserted. Cars had been abandoned in a haphazard sort of way, a few were even burnt out… rows upon rows of houses were now charcoal from long since being burned and then I froze as my body turned to face a single house at the end of the street… when the realisation hit me, it hit me hard. I was about to rush forward as I shouted in a fit of tears.

     “That’s my house!”  

      "Yours?"Wesley said quietly as the flames consumed it. He walked in front of the house. He then looked around,"the upstairs isn't burnt out yet. It's still safe." I glanced up at the top and held a slight hope. I ran up toward the roof overhanging the garage, and jumped up onto it, then glanced down, asking loudly so my voice carried over the flames roaring below me.

       “Are you coming?”

      "No of course not dimwit." Wesley laughed then jumped up beside me and slipped inside. Once I was inside too, I took hold of Wesley’s hand linking my fingers with his and glanced around. Where am I? Whose room is this? I saw a metal framed bed, freshly made in white linen sheets… teddies… BELLA? I allowed my fingers to disconnect from Wesley’s and walked over to her walk-in closet as her timid voice filled my mind from years ago… when she’d confided in me one evening, during a storm. When I’m scared, I hide in my closet… it’s the safest place for me. I threw open the doors, pulling her items out and flinging them to the floor… I called out.

    “Isabella?” However, the closet was empty… I turned to face Wesley and felt hopeless. What the hell am I supposed to do? I’d never even thought about my family after the infection had spread.

   "Noah. I'm so sorry."He said softly then took my hand and led me out of the room,"let's grab some items of clothes from your room which I presume is upstairs. This house is like mine. "  we came to my room. Wesley is an amazing guesser. I walked to my closet instantly, not wasting any time and pulled out a number of shirts, t-shirts, jeans and socks… plus underwear of course. I threw them into a bag and gathered up some pictures, shoving them into the bag also. I didn't know what we were going to do now, but whatever happened, I really hoped we'd find the people who are important to us.