Alan Walker And Alexander Lee
Xander checked the hallway really quick before forcing the tall cabinet open and starting to dig through it. It took a bit, but he eventually found some clean scrubs. “Do you want the set with a shirt or the one without one?” the Asian teen offered as he held up a full set a light blue scrubs and just a pair of black scrub pants.
Alan glanced between the two outfits, recalling how he’d caught Xander several times doing training in just a pair of pants. As such, he gestured to the one with the shirt.
Xander nodded and tossed the full set at Alan. With that he began to put the black pants on, accidentally ripping the hospital gown that he was wearing the process.
His cheeks flushing red at the sight of Xander’s muscles, Alan turned away and took off his gown, blinking in surprise at his own toned physique. He knew that he wasn’t obese or even that blocky but he was certainly no bodybuilder, yet compared to the old him he was looking fairly ripped.
Filing that info away for later, Alan quickly changed into proper attire before poking his head out the door, “Ok, now for the tricky part: Actually getting out of here.”
Xander poked his head out with Alan, soon spotting the melted footprints on the floor “Fuck, I’m going to need to stay calm“ he sighed. From there he quickly noticed that the hallway was finally empty. “Good, the coast is clear” he nodded to the baker.
The martial artist than turned to Alan, motioning him to follow before tiptoeing out the door. “Now which way do we go?” he whispered to the shorter man.
“No idea,” Alan admitted as he also tiptoed out, “But people need to be getting in and out of here somehow…” He then spotted a vent cover, “Hang on…”
He crept over and pried it off with his bare hands, staring in shock at his own physical strength, “Whoa…” Shaking his head, he motioned to Xander, “Come on, before anyone comes to check.”
Xander squeezed his way into the vent, he just barely fit within the space. Being six foot two made it very hard for him to get inside of the tight pathway. He moved in a little bit more than enough for Alan to get in too.
Xander heated up a bit more, the steam giving the baker a silent signal to follow. With that he began to keep going further in.
Alan saw the signal and slipped into the vent as well, putting the vent cover back in such a way it wouldn’t be immediately obvious it had been tampered with. Not even a few seconds after he finished, a pair of feet walked by, causing him to wince and hold his breath…
Thankfully, the feet didn’t stop moving and he breathed a small sigh of relief. He then turned to Xander and made the gesture for them to keep moving. At one point during their crawling though, they’d come across a grate in the bottom of the shaft and voices could be heard below.
“So, how’s it looking so far, doctor?” One of the nurses asked.
The doctor sighed and shook his head, “We’ve done what we can but by the looks of it, at least 40% of the patients we got here will be dead in a matter of weeks, if not sooner.”
If the nurse was shaken by the news, she was doing a good job of not showing it, “Have you noticed anything..unusual about the patients? Any of them displayed like mutations of some kind?”
The doctor went through his papers for a moment, “Hmm...actually, we have noticed certain cases where the patients’ bodies have gone through a period of what looked like radiation sickness...only for the signs to vanish in a matter of days. We did have two cases of particular interest: One is an Alexander Lee whose displayed periods of vastly heightened body heat and a Alan Walker whose skin and eye color has displayed periods of rapid color change…”
At this news, Alan froze like a statue...
“Fuck, we need to get out of here yesterday...!” Xander muttered as he turned to Alan. With that he began to go through the vents as fast as he could without making a sound. Eventually in his panic he led the baker to a dead end, but the good news is they were near the fire escape.
The martial artist then punched the vent, opening them to the fire escape on the outside of the building. “Shweet!” he grinned before starting to climb out of the hospital and into the rain.
Alan could only follow along in silence, pondering to himself just how deep his particular changes went. However, his spirits were lifted when he climbed out to the fire escape and ended up in the rain. He opened his mouth and let the rain land on his tongue, “Ahhh..my friend, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier to be outdoors…"
He let the cool, soothing rain fall on him, even going so far as to use some handfuls to wash his face. For a moment, he felt totally at peace…
Except that didn’t last as Alan knew they still had a way's to go before they were truly free,"Let's book it while we still got the chance."
Xander began to quickly run down the fire escape, being on the third floor made their path difficult. In his panic his body began to heat up causing steam to come off of him and parts of the metal that he touched to melt a little.
Once he was close to the ground he leaped across the street, coming dangerously close to getting hit by a car. The martial artist just kept running, making his way down to Chinatown.
They had ran for about a couple of dozen blocks before he felt the need to take a breath. He turned to the baker “Just a little bit further and we’ll be almost to my home” he panted with his hands on his knees and steam coming off of his bare flesh.
Alan said nothing and kept pace with his friend, somehow doing so despite the fact the martial artist was in far better shape than he was.
Unable to take anymore, he turned and puked at the street corner…
After he finally managed to catch his breath, Xander began to slowly climb on top of the bridge in front of them that had Chinatown on the other side.
It took Alan a few moments to compose himself before following along though he did so at a more even pace in a effort to conserve his strength.
At one point, he had to ask, “So...you’re sure your folks won’t mind us crashing at your place for a bit?”
“I’ve lived alone in my uncle’s old loft for the last couple of years” Xander informed honestly with a sullen sigh as he crawled across the top of the bridge. He had to do so on all fours as not to risk falling into the river below. Once they made it to the other side the martial artist jumped over, barely grabbing onto the fire escape of the closest building.
“Come on, just a couple more blocks” the martial artist instructed as he began to climb up onto the roof. With that he ran across the roof top and sprung onto the next.
Alan watched Xander take off and start parkouring, to which he shook his head, “Yeah, I think I’ll stay do-” He stopped at seeing police cars pass by right below him, “On second thought, your way looks better.”
With that, he proceeded to also climb along the bridge, finding it to be surprisingly easy, which he chalked up to yet another feature of his new physiology. He kept pace with his friend, even managing to do a running jump to reach the fire escape. He repeated Xander’s actions and before long had caught up to him.
“Ok, this is just me but I’m pretty sure there is no way I should’ve been capable of doing all that under normal circumstances…” Alan admitted after he was done.
“I have never done this before myself” Xander admitted as he looked around really quick before jumping across to the next roof. He continued to run and jump from rooftop to rooftop for about three more blocks.
Finally the martial artist stopped to catch his breath. “You see that old dojo with that partially burnt out neon sign just across the street?” he asked with a tired sigh.
The baker looked at him with a raised eyebrow as if to say “Really?” before shrugging and following his lead. Once Xander pointed out the building, he nodded, “Yep. I guess that’s your house?”
“Yup, I hope Loki didn’t miss me too much” Xander chuckled before walking over closer to the corner of the roof. With that he jumped across, skidding across the roof before grabbing onto the edge. From there he stood up and motioned for Alan to follow.
“This dude is gonna be the death of me someday…” Alan thought to himself as he repeated what he’d just seen.
With that Xander opened the hatch in the glass over his loft before climbing in. “Come on in, there is a cot down stairs if you want to stay the night” he offered before adding “I have some leftover Chinese food in the fridge if you want some dinner”. From there a black Maine Coon kitten jumped onto his shoulders “I missed you too, Loki” the martial artist smirked.
“Thanks. Anywhere is better than that hospital…” Suddenly, Alan spotted Loki and squealed, “Oh my gosh, what a fluffy kitty! Can I pet the kitty cat, please?”
“That is up to him, but you can try” Xander informed honestly as he grabbed some fried rice and orange chicken out of the fridge. With that he grabbed a couple of paper plates and chopsticks. “Do you know how to use chopsticks?” the martial artist asked curiously as he opened up his microwave.
“You’re a big ball of fluff, you know that?” Alan squealed while holding Loki, “Who’s a super fluffy kitty cat? You are! Yes you are!” He scratched Loki behind the ear.
With that Xander reheated dinner for Alan and himself, handing each of them a pair of chopsticks.
Punished GN