God of Walkers

Alan's mouth was sticky as his ears rang, amplified by his headache. A sigh of boredom went through his lips as the Red Nexus soldiers threw him into his cell once again. He lies on the floor, waiting for the effect of the drug to end and looks everywhere during this time. One more camera than last time, so that means there are now fifteen cameras... or twenty? He stopped counting a while ago. Alan tries to sit on the floor and realises his arms are blocked by heavy chains. — Well, that's new. He now looks outside the padded walls to see a single soldier in front of the thick plexiglass door. Alan raises an eyebrow, confused. Last time there were eight of them, why only one today? After some seconds looking at the soldier, Alan recognizes him. That's the soldier who helped him escape the first time, the one that loves cats. Maybe Alan can lure him again. — Meow ~ — I-I know it's you... I-I won't let you escape, — says the soldier, really tensed. — That's new too... — W-What ? You hypnotised the other to let you go, I know that ! I shouldn't flinch ! — No... You're the first one to talk to me... And I never hypnotised anyone! They're just too stupid to let a cat roam without finding it weird. The Norwegian laughs as the soldier shiver, his eyes becoming teary. — Well, in your case it's different, you had no clue or order or anything that could say that was me, so you're forgiven The soldier turn to look at the God but stops immediately as he faces him, unchained and outside of his cell. Now he finds breathing difficult for him as he proceeds to understand how this man escaped that quickly without being heard and what will happen to him. But Alan only smiles. — I just realised how rude I am... — he offers a handshake to the soldier without loosing his smile, — I'm Alan, nice to meet you again! We didn't have the chance to talk before, soo.. I thought maybe I should start with reminding my name. The soldier grabs the hand, hesitant, and shakes it. — I-I know... But... You are our enemy, aren't you? Why do you act that way with me ? — Maybe, but I'm still a God and I love all my creations for the fact they exist! — Giggles the God, — Y'all are so nice deep inside ! Except these... robots/humans... They're creepy and weird... Did I authorise their creations? Alan looks at the ceiling, thinking, while the soldier slowly walked away, ready to alert his superiors. Why didn't anyone see him going out of his cell with all these cameras?! — Anyway, the funniest thing happens when you pray to me before having a fight with me.. Don't you think it's a bit.. dumb? The soldier stops and glance at his prisoner. — Yeah, it is.. Sorry for that. — he replies with some sort of embarrassment and guilt, — Wait. It means, you've heard me praying every time? — Yep. Your desire to "survive this battle" each time is pretty much understandable. But hey! You're still here! The soldier blushes and looks at the God with more confidence. He needs answers. — So, you created me? — Yep. Like every other creature! I think... — But why did you create me..? — You are a nice person and this world needs more people like you The soldier blushes even more and feels awkward, but a fainted smile on his face warms him. — Whoa.. I've never expected to hear something like that.. from God himself.. — The main thing is that you should hear it from yourself. — Alan smiled warmly, — I don't really matter The soldier felt a weird warmth inside his chest growing, but his heart felt heavy too. Something is wrong... This job is... — Erm... I have a little question for you... — continued Alan — Why are you alone to watch me? — Oh yeah... The other soldiers left me alone with you... they did hope to make me out of this... For what I am I think... — That's not really nice of them... I mean, yes you may not be a war machine, but you're not a bad soldier as I know. — I'm trans... Alan looks at the soldier from toe to head, shocked. — Geez ! I'm sorry ! I'm always confused with that at first ! Gaah ! The soldier laughs a bit, seeing the God being pissed at himself. Then his face gets neutral and he grabs the other man's hand. He took his decision. Alan is confused by this act and glances at the soldier. — Follow me Some minutes later, they were both outside of the building. — Your camp is this way, but go this one, there are fewer chances to be seen. — Erm... Thanks... so... why did you help me escape? — I don't really know... You're... different, than they describe — I see... Then... Thanks, soldier — Victor... My name is Victor... But my colleagues still call me Viivi... Alan frozes. Viivi ? His Viivi ? His heart beats faster with this news as a tender smile appears on his face. — Alright Victor, see you soon then. — Soon...? But Alan was already gone, leaving a confused and blushed soldier alone with his thoughts. ---------- Alan is now at his home, the sky is dark and the moon lights the walls but he can't sleep. He lies on his bed, watching his celling. He couldn't stop thinking. Viivi is in this universe too... Yes, she's a man but she's here ! Wait... No... He ! He's here ! Alan grabs his pillow to shut up his scream while his face burns red and his legs kick the air. Then he takes a deep breath to calm his racing heart. — I look like a teen girl after talking to her high school crush... — he mumbles. A picture of the soldier appears again in his mind as he sits on his bed, his back against the wall. A sweet smile takes place on his face and he closes his eyes to enjoy it. But he opens them quickly and blushes even harder when the echos of his loud purr resonates in his walls. — Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! — He repeats to himself while hitting his head with the pillow. Another session of shutted screams and legs kicking later, he lies on his bed, moaning. He took a quick glance at the disc, uncovered. This time, it shows a Walker and a Red Nexus soldier face to face, really close from each other, eyes closed. It seems their foreheads do touch. The picture seems flickering, like a laugh, making Alan blush even more. — I DON'T WANT A FUCKING COMMENT FROM YOU !!!!!!