Chapter One
Sometimes the effects of it could be like a dream: it would make you feel amazingly happy and totally untouchable. But there were some cases when it was nothing like that. Sometimes it would affect people in such a horrible way that it would kill them.
The thing I'm referring to is what the users call The Cure. But anyone who wasn't addicted to this vile concoction called it Satan's Tears. It came in a small dark purple vial in the shape of an oval. Through the smoky glass you could see a black and silver mixture swirling within. At first, the silver seemed to sparkle seductively, making your mouth water. Then the black seemed to fill your vision, promising the freedom of eternal sleep.
It usually happened like this: a person tried it once, and every day after that they would do anything to get some more. The Cure caused visions. Usually they would be good things, like if you were with your lover. But at some point after taking it for about a month, you had a dark and terrible vision. No one ever lived to tell exactly what they saw, but anyone who saw their body's reaction to it would know it was nothing pretty.
At first the person would lay there, looking asleep. Then all of a sudden their eyes would pop open. Their pupils would be so dilated that there was only a thin white line left around their eyes. They'd open their mouth to scream but they could only gurgle as a black liquid poured out of their throat. As the black liquid oozed over their skin you would hear the sick sound of burning flesh. It would burn away their skin like acid. But as soon as the black liquid touched the blood, it would mix with it and evaporate, leaving nothing behind but a small trail of black smoke. The cuts would instantly scar.
Through the rest of their body, you would see things crawling under their skin. Some were long like worms and others were large like beetles. On the rare occasion, you would see one that would rip through their skin with black glittering fins, and then the fins would mix with the blood and evaporate.
They'd do this for awhile, bleed and ooze out black while trying to scream. But at some point their limbs would start to curl up to their body. Their legs and arms would go rigid and then they'd start twisting over themselves. You'd hear the snapping and crunching as the bones destroyed themselves. The person’s mouth would close as the jaw snapped and the acid would begin to burn through their cheeks and pour out of their nose. They would begin to lean to the side as their spine began to twist. Their end would be a gruesome one. After they’d twisted up into about the shape of a ball with their bones sticking out at random angles of them and they had scars everywhere, their eyes would ooze out. Their screaming would cease as they dried up.
To this day, no one knows exactly what The Cure is made of or where it’s from. We don’t know what causes The Cure to have the effect on you that it does. No one knows what makes it so seductive and irresistible. It’s understandable if you try it and then you can’t quit. But one look and you’ll be obsessed. Everyone falls under it’s spell after just seeing it.
I had always fought so hard to keep it away from me. I had witnessed the effects of it first hand and I was so terrified. But as I said, one look will end it all.
My name is Avian. 'The Cure' entered my life through my mother. She was the first victim of it in my life. It all went down hill from there.
My world is a place that is only remotely similar to yours'. I lived in what I believe used to be New York City. Now, all that's left is ruin. A few hundred years before I was born, an unmarked historical event happened, kind of like World War 3, though they never gave it a real name. Most call it The Fall of Mankind. The human race nearly obliterated itself while destroying all it built. I've never been more than 30 miles away from here so I don't know how life is elsewhere. Here, it's a dangerous and impossible place. Tornadoes and hurricanes constantly rip through while earthquakes shake the land.
The most obvious change in my world compared to yours is the moon. The one you know is a ghostly white orb that cuts through night's darkness. It changes sizes and controls tides.
At some point after your time, scientists discovered a power in the moon. For as long as anyone has known, the moon could awe or strike fear into the human heart. Some...slighly supernatural scientists, for the lack of a better term, began digging into the moon, determined to find something, anything, within it's essence. They didn't find sign of life, but what they did find was a power that no human could control.
The moon had channels of a quicksilver substance flowing through it. Digging deeper, they found a black river beneath the silver. Small measurements of the silver would separate from the stream to float into the orbit around the moon as a fine dust. The black flowed thickly, never separating. They later discovered that it would mix and dissolve with anything with a pH higher than water. However, it would release [something dangerous that could potentially harm the earth] .
Over a span of a few hundred years, they cautiously studied the substances. They called the silver "cyloglycerin" and the black "kausoxide". Separate, the two substances could do very little to any use and they wouldn't mix with anything else. The cyloglycerin would avoid other substances, like oil does with water. The kausoxide would just dissolve any acids, or dissolve with any bases.
Kausoxide was used at hospitals as a sterile, yet painful, way to close critical injuries. Cyloglycerine could make someone's skin repel water for a period of time. However, together, they did amazing things.
Cylokaus was used for people in hospitals in critical condition. Cyloglycerin would put the person to sleep, showing them amazing dreams. The kausoxide would heal their wounds almost instantly. The person would wake up, feeling ready to take on anything, feeling utterly happy.
It was a miracle cure, our greatest invention...until the side effects started. Cylokaus didn't have an unlimited source and no one knew how to make it. Therefore, they would only use it in emergencies (to save celebrities, astronauts, people that could live a healthy life after the dosage, et cetera). But as I said before, you can't stop at just one taste (the doctors received it in a pre-made package, so they wouldn't see it. As for who made the packages, your guess is as good as mine). At first, people would just do little things to get it. Steal it, manipulate a doctor, pay large amounts of money.
Then it got worse. They would do serious harm to themselves, such as ripping through their stomachs with butcher knives. Next, they started killing each other. Anything to get their hands on it. And, finally, the real horror started.
The users started dropping like flies, dying in a horribly gruesome fashion. There was chaos. Everyone was afraid of their Cure. Hospitals had no way to dispose of it. Mixing kausoxide with anything, except blood, would cause [something dangerous that could potentially harm the earth] . Cyloglycerine wouldn't mix with anything to be disposed of.
The sources of it in the world were drained dry. Then people started stealing it from the moon itself. I have no clue how, but I'd imagine they'd pay large amounts of money to get it.
The years dragged on, and life got worse. The world was thrown into a chaos. It was slowly dying.
America (surprise, surprise) made the decision that led to my world. All over earth, people were fighting with each other. No one could trust. Their only hope to survive was paranoia.
The leader of America at that time, who's name was lost, was desperate to save his dying country. He ordered a complete annihilation of the moon with the nuclear missiles they had stored.
On that fateful night, everyone stopped to watch in horror. The missiles hit the moon as a small red light in the dark sky. Time paused, then a loud sound shook the earth as the moon was obliterated.
For a few days, nothing happened. Rioting, death and normal weather patterns all continued like normal. On the day the spot where the moon once was cleared, everything changed.
The moon was totally gone. In it's place, a rippling wave of cyloglycerine floated in an orb around the kausoxide, with the powdered version like an eerie ribbon.
Then the earth went out of control. Tornadoes, hurricanes, freezes, boiling ocean water, volcano eruptions and earthquakes overtook humans, killing billions and destroying everything.
Chapter Two
History after that was rarely recorded and nearly forgotten. Scientists stopped trying to find a logical reason behind all that had happened. My own history started 17 years ago. I was born on October 10, 2713 in a small human-dug hole in the ground that was my home.
[Everything above belongs to me. I wrote this story and I made the cover. If it's stolen by anyone, you're a donkey raping s**t eater and you're only alive 'cause it's illegal to shoot you. [COPYRIGHT ALEXANDRA ******** ZOMBIE 2008-2009].]
 Godxeala · Sat Apr 11, 2009 @ 12:37am · 0 Comments |
