The Survival: Cruelty's Curse

Chapter 3:

Leaving Behind a Part Of You

Quill remembered back seven months. He was driving in a hijacked military jeep, letting his br Rainbow Dash rested on his shoulder, closing her eyes. Quill was glad she didn't notice the tears streaming down his face. What he was going to do, he didn't want to carry out. They stopped near a wire fence, when the jeep stopped, Quill stepped out and out his hands up, Rainbow Dash saw the commotion and did so as well. The guards asked for his ID, and Rainbow Dash's as well. Quill had his and Dash's ID, and he was granted access. Rainbow Dash grew so confused, but Quill got back into the jeep and drove into what seemed to be a military base, triage tents and houses were everywhere. On the outside it looked like a Concentration Camp! But on the inside, it looked like a beautiful neighborhood.

"Babe, why are we here? Isn't this the U.S. Military!?" She asked.

"No, it's a rebel army. We're going to see an old friend." Quill replied.

Quill made a stop at a triage. Rainbow Dash got her guns and her bag. The two got out of the jeep, and Rainbow Dash followed Quill to the triage.

"My God, I haven't seen you two in years!" Said a familiar voice.

Quill smiled and let open his arms. Soarin', wearing a military outfit stepped out of the triage and hugged Quill.

"I thought you guys were dead!" Soarin' said happily.

"We thought you were too, How have you been, man?" Quill responded.

"I got recruited into a the Angels. Welcome to Quarantine Zone 5B! I can't tell you how many infected we had to kill to get this place up and running," Soarin' explained, "But hey, we managed. We even have electricity. I remember how we couldn't live like this anymore, but well. If you can see the kids playing outside with toy guns, and see happy families, it looks like we are."

"Soarin, it's beautiful. It's what we've dreamed of...Right, Quill?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"Mhm. Soarin, may I talk to you in private?"

"Yeah! Sure thing, Quill!" Soarin' replied.

Rainbow Dash smiled while Quill and Soarin' walked into the triage tent. Quill looked around and saw doctors everywhere, experimenting on infected humans. Some of the, greeted Soarin'. They made it to the far end of the tent, where there sat benches. Quill rested upon on, where Soarin' sat on the on in front of Quill.

"So, what do you need?" Soarin' asked.

"I need you to do something for me. It's really important..." Quill replied.

"Well, okay. But tell me though."

"I'm leaving Rainbow Dash here, with you. I can't take care of her anymore." Quill replied.

"Wha-WHAT!? You two are in love! I can tell! And you're just ditching her!?" Soarin' replied.

"I know, but I just can't take care of her anymore. I didn't tell her about this, it would've broken her heart." Quill answered.

"I can't do that Quill, we've got jobs here. I have to do my duty as an Angel."

Quill got up from the bench, and looked down at Soarin', yelling,

"God damn it!" Quill said while enraged, "I NEED you to do this! I need you to take care of her for me!"

Soarin' stood up and got in Quill's face, and yelled as well,

"You wanna know something!? Why the fuck should I take care of Rainbow Dash for YOU!? You come here saying: 'Oh, hi Soarin'! So nice to see you! Can I leave Rainbow Dash here? Okay! Thanks! BYE!' So the hell should I do this for you!?" Soarin' shouted.

"SHE'S PREGNANT!" Quill shouted with rage.

Soarin's face dropped.

"She's p-pregnant? Who's the father?!" Soarin' replied with a question.

"I am. That's why I can't take care of her. This is a good home for the kid, I can't give it the life I want to. And it would just eat up all of our food, and drag us behind. Soarin', please, be the child's dad." Quill begged.

"Me? Be the father of your kid? I can't do that! It's your kid! Why can't you stay?"

"Because I need to get to Russia. I'm searching for a cure just like you guys, it's gonna take awhile to get their. And I'll always be the kid's father, you'll be it's dad. I'll try to come back." Quill replied.

"Okay, I'll do it. Just remember, there's a home for you here. We can sit on your back porch, and have a couple of beers. What do you say?"

"Believe it our not, I'd really love that. I'm coming back one day. I gotta get going now, I got a long trip ahead of me." Quill responded.

Soarin' and Quill came out of the triage. Soarin' put his hand on Rainbow Dash's shoulder, giving her a sad look.

"S-Soarin', why are you looking at me like that?" Rainbow asked.

Quill kept walking, he didn't even say a word to the mother of his child. Rainbow Dash got curious. Quill walked to the jeep, opened the door, got in and started it up. Rainbow Dash walked to the car and asked,

"Are you leaving me here?!"

Quill closed his eyes, and didn't respond. He pulled out, and started to drive off. Rainbow Dash had tears coming from her eyes. Soarin' slowly walked to her.

"COME BACK!" She shouted into the air.

Rainbow Dash broke down on her knees, seeing Quill drive off, without even saying goodbye. She sobbed hard, and punched the ground hard multiple times. Soarin' ran to her and held her as she cried. Rainbow Dash held Soarin' tight.

"Why is he leaving!?"

Soarin' didn't wanna say, but he manned up.

"Because he want's your baby to have a good home. He can't give it one." Soarin' said as he rubbed Rainbow's stomach.

Rainbow Dash broke out crying harder. She saw that Quill was still in reach. Rainbow Dash had adrenaline rushing, and she pushed Soarin' off hard and yelled loudly,

"COOOOOME BAAAAAACK! QUILL! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Quill drove away, out of sight. Rainbow Dash looked down, and cried very hard, the tears hit the dust on the ground. She got enraged, and pulled out a knife from her backpack.

"It's this DAMN BABY!" Rainbow Dash shouted as she raised the knife over her stomach.

Soarin' dashed to Rainbow Dash and hit the knife out of her hand. Rainbow Dash crawled across the dirt to get it. but Soarin' pulled and held her back. But Rainbow Dash was no pushover, she fought hard to get out of Soarin's grasp. She bit him on the arm, and managed to get free. Soarin' saw red and slapped Rainbow Dash hard. But Rainbow Dash didn't take shit from no one, so she kicked Soarin' in the chin with the heel of her boot. Soarin' grabbed her again, this time, keeping her locked in his arms. Rainbow Dash hit him hard, but eased down. She cried so very hard.

"Let me go-o-ooo!" Rainbow Dash cried.

"Don't do it, Rainbow Dash. Don't kill the only part of Quill you have left. If he dies, and you kill the kid, you won't have any part of him anymore" Soarin' said.

Rainbow Dash realized that he was right. She stopped struggling, and cried so, very hard.

"C'mon, you hungry?" Soarin' asked.

Rainbow Dash gulped, wiped the tears from her eyes, and nodded.

"Well let's get you something to eat, and we can talk this out."

While Quill was driving, he was so grieved that he stopped the jeep and screamed to the sky. This was the day where Quill started not to cry anymore. Quill was so distraught that he tried to cry, he tried to push the tears out, but to no avail. He punched the windshield in front of him, making his hand bleed. All Quill wanted to do right now was to put a gun to his head and pull the trigger. But he just couldn't, he wasn't a coward. Quill drove on the dusty trail.

Back into the present, Quill punched the wooden floor again, trying to push out tears. But his tear ducts were like deserts. He brushed back his dirty brown hair with his hands. Quill heard gunfire, and then a loud bang on his door, he rushed to his door and opened it to see Caramel.

"Quill, get your gear, more infected!" Caramel said out of breath.

Quill nodded and closed his door. He sprinted to the coat rack, grabbing his black leather jacket, gloves, and guns. Quill kicked open his door and saw a horde of infected being shot at by Gilda, Caramel, and the others. He dashed to Gilda.

"Gilda, ORDERS?" Quill demanded.

"Get to your roof, take a sniping position!" Gilda said as she fired her rifle.

Quill ran to his house, but was assaulted by an infected man. The man was recently infected, because he was not growing anything on him, except for two large fangs. The man pushed Quill to the edge of his porch railing, trying to bite Quill's neck. The only thing keeping Quill safe from those fangs was Quill's strength by pushing him. Quill managed to throw a fist with a grunt at the man's face, sending him back. Quill pulled out his revolver and shot him in the head. He sprinted inside, and saw the ladder to his roof. Climbing up the ladder and reaching the roof, Quill saw the cabins were being infiltrated. He pulled his Sniper out from his backstrap, and aimed it down at the camp. He caught a man trying to bite a the young man's neck from earlier at the campfire. The infected man had many spikes coming from his head, and his eyes were bright blue. This man had been infected for about a year and a half. Quill got the man's head in his cross hairs, and fired a bullet at the man's head. The bullet flew through his skull, making him fall to the ground. Quill pulled back the bolt handle, and a bullet casing flew out. Quill shot a recently infected girl in the head, making a piece of her skull fly 3 feet to the left. She looked about fifteen years old.

"God damn... This never gets old" Quill said to himself.

Quill took thrilling pleasure killing these infected people. Because Quill was enraged from his memories, he took his anger out on the infected. Quill got tired of shooting and reloading. There weren't that many left anyway. So Quill slid down his ladder, and grabbed a machete off the wall. He ran outside, and locked onto a woman who had grown wings, and was beginning to fly. The wings had just grown, so they were very thin. The woman took off, but Quill rushed to it in time to slice her wings off with his blade. The woman fell to the ground on her hands and knees. Then Quill swung his machete at the woman's neck two times, severing her head. Quill ran to an infected teenage body who had his head and face covered with spikes. Quill struck him in the neck with the machete while enraged. The boy ran to Quill and tried desperately to bit his arm. But Quill snatched his arm away, and struck him in the face with the machete, chopping half of his head clean off.

"Fucking Spikers." Quill said.

Spikers are people who were infected long enough that they had spikes replacing the most of their head, except their mouth. But then Quill's face dropped when he saw a spider. But this wasn't the spider with eight legs and eight eyes with big fangs you'd normally think of. Infected people with overly stretched arms and legs were called spiders, due to how they walked. They walked lightning fast and when I mean fast, as soon as you see it, shoot it or you'll die. Spiders don't bite because they don't have any teeth, but they can hit you so hard with their arm that your head will fly off. And to add to the topic, the mouth of a spider is enlarged, it looks like something out of a horror movie. The Spider saw Quill since he was the closest to it. It ran FAST with it's four freakishly long legs. But Quill ducked down and swung hard at one of it's arm, severing it, and making it tumble down. Gilda smiled and took one shot from her rifle at it's head. The arms and legs of a spider are very weak. Hey! C'mon! These Spiders have to have some sort of weakness!

"Good shit, Quill! There's more!"

Quill saw how many more there were. Since there were too many for his trusty revolver, he pulled out his Five SeveN pistol. When he pulled the trigger, it clicked.

"Aw fuck." Quill said.

A man ran to Quill screaming, trying to bite him. Luckily, Quill had the machete in his other and, and swung it on the side of the man's head, killing him. Quill let the machete stay in the man's head, to give him time to reload. Quill released the empty clip from the gun, and pulled out another clip from a pouch on his belt. He shoved the clip in quickly and cocked back the gun. A woman was feet away from him, and he shot her in the forehead, making her fly back. Quill shot several more in the head until his gun clicked again. Quill took out most while the others took out the rest. They whole camp cheered, gave high fives, and hugged each other. Quill picked up the empty clip, and put it in his belt pouch. He pulled the machete out of the infected man's head, making a disgusting squishy sound.

"That was fun." Quill said aloud.

Gilda put her rifle in her backstrap, and walked over to Quill.

"Well, you managed to save the day, Superman. We need to talk." Gilda ordered.

Quill nodded. The both of them into Quill's domain. Quill sat upon his bed, While Gilda just stood, and walked around.

"Now, the spies we sent to Quarantine Zone 5B came back early this morning, and informed me about something urgent."

"And what is that, boss?" Quill responded in a question.

"My old friend, Rainbow Dash, found out that some of our spies were our guys," Gilda explained, "Rainbow Dash killed them, the spies survived said she was really skilled at killing. Like you! Have you been training her or something?" Gilda chuckled on the last sentence.

"Hehe, no!" Quill pretended to laugh.

"Well, after we raid the place, we're executing Rainbow Dash, you know what the price is for killing our spies." replied Gilda.

Quill cringed, and screamed in in hatred inside. His own boss was going execute his the one he loved.

"Y-Yeah... I know," Quill tried his best to keep from throwing fist into Gilda's face.

"And, we found that she's almost nine months pregnant. Our spies suspect that Soarin' is the father, our last batch of spies are coming home tomorrow morning. I'll be the first to tell you the news. If you have any connection with Rainbow Dash, or if you lie to me about her. You;re gonna be in a body bag, GOT IT?" Gilda replied.

Quill nodded, and Gilda left his cabin. Quill felt relieved, all Gilda did was make Quill a lot more angry. It's a good thing they suspect Soarin' is the father, and Quill want's to keep it that way. Quill laid his head upon his pillow, he was really tired. It was only six o' clock in the afternoon. Funny how time flies when you have flashbacks of old memories. Quill closed his eyes and fell asleep.